A series of sharp sword energy covered Lin Feng's ground like a black cloud in the air.

This is the unique sword technique of Qingchengmen - the Flame Sword Technique.

On the ground, Lin Feng felt that the sword energy was covering his body, and the temperature in the air suddenly increased.

He even felt a tendency to crack his skin.

It's like the earth is drying up.

"I am worthy of being an elder-level figure. This sword energy is really sharp and terrifying." Lin Feng nodded slightly, with some praise.

Now if it were another martial arts master with a small heavenly rank, I was afraid that his entire body and skin would be burned alive.

Lin Feng circulated the true qi of Dantian. In an instant, an invisible qi formed around his body, splitting the sword energy and hot air.

In the air, Liu Xiantou walked down, holding a sword in both hands, and stabbed Lin Feng's head.

"Elder Liu's sword technique is just right."

Lin Feng instantly showed his knife.

Head-on.

The tip of the knife is against the tip of the sword.

A sound of silence.

Two huge forces penetrated and contacted from their respective weapons.

Crack, Liu Xian's green light sword suddenly broke.

"What?"

Liu Xian's eyes were about to break.

The green light sword broke in half.

Liu Xian fell to the ground at this moment, and Lin Feng's wind-sword had already touched Liu Xian's forehead.

In an instant, Liu Xian was sweating all over his body.

The Fang family's eyes fell off one by one.

Liu Xian is a legendary ancient warrior in the late stage of the Great Heavenly Realm. How could he be defeated by Lin Feng?

The Fang family was shocked, and Liu Xian was even more so.

His voice was hoarse: "You are not a warrior of the Little Heavenly Territory."

"I am a warrior from the Little Heavenly Status." Lin Feng said in a affirmative tone.

He is really a warrior at the small heavenly position, the real one.

Not lying.

Liu Xian was going crazy, and his breath also noticed that Lin Feng opened two hundred and thirty-two acupoints, and this level was the Little Heavenly Status.

But why can we defeat the late stage of the Great Heavenly Realm?

The Fiery Sword Technique of Qingcheng Gate did not cause any damage to Lin Feng at all.

"Why is this happening?"

Liu Xian couldn't help asking.

Lin Feng; "I don't understand either."

Liu Xian almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

If he was defeated by a martial artist of Jindan, Liu Xian knelt down and was convinced.

But now Lin Feng has not entered the martial arts, nor the Great Heavenly Territory, but he is a little Heavenly Territory warrior.

That kind of frustration made Liu Xian die.

"Lin Feng, you are very strong."

Liu Xianxin said unwillingly: "However, my Qingcheng Gate is not something you can compete with alone."

"You want to kill Fang's family, you can do whatever you want."

The Fang family dared not speak out, and Elder Liu once again sold them as piglets.

Without looking at the Fang family over there, Lin Feng stared at Liu Xian and asked, "You said you wanted me to kill you, but now I asked me to let you go, just because you are the elder of Qingcheng Gate."

Liu Xian said with a kind of confidence and pride in his bones: "Yes, because I am the elder of Qingcheng Gate."

This is confidence.

This is the pride of the big sect.

You Lin Feng, no matter how awesome you are, don’t forget that you are just alone.

Qingcheng Gate is a major sect with a history of hundreds or thousands of years.

How could you be the one who can compete with me alone?

Liu Xian bet that Lin Feng did not dare to kill him.

"If you really don't want to go up to Qingcheng Gate, you can go around it far away when you meet our Qingcheng Gate disciples in the future."

"Lin Feng, it's a pity that Qingcheng Gate is the best stage."

Liu Xian said regretfully.

Liu Xian looked at the broken sword, shook his head, and then turned and left.

Lin Feng's cold voice came; "Slow down."

Liu Xian turned around, "You want to kill me?"

He used a positive tone, not a rhetorical question.

"What's so strange about me killing you?" Lin Feng smiled coldly. "Elder Liu, we will decide the outcome and we will also conquer life and death."

Liu Xian's face darkened. Even now, he still adheres to the practice of the major sect: "Lin Feng, I advise you to think carefully. If you kill me, tens of thousands of disciples in the entire Qingcheng Gate will seek revenge on you. Think about your wife and children, you won't let them be chased, right?"

Lin Feng didn't say anything.

Liu Xian thought Lin Feng was afraid and showed a hint of the winner's smile. Although he lost, he did not lose after pursuing it.

Because he has a great backer, Qingcheng Gate.

What awesome backer does Lin Feng have?

"I don't believe in evil."

Lin Feng's hands came out of his hand.

A glimpse.

Liu Xian heard a gust of wind blowing in his ears.

The gentleness of the evening breeze.

then.

The Tingfeng Knife penetrated Liu Xian's chest.

It turned back to Lin Feng's hand.

Liu Xian looked down and saw an extra chest at the hole, staring at Lin Feng.

"You really dare to kill me?"

Lin Feng nodded.

"Awesome."

Liu Xian raised a thumbs up and fell down with a bang.

"Isn't it said that the sword broke and the person died, so why do you have the nerve to leave?"

Lin Feng said lightly.

Then, Lin Feng turned his head to the Lin family.

"Lin Feng, we were wrong."

Fang Maoshen took the lead and knelt down.

"Lin Feng, don't kill us, we will listen to you from now on."

The Lin family also knelt down one after another.

Lin Feng walked to the front of the Lin family and looked at them condescendingly.

These people knelt on the ground tremblingly, not daring to look at Lin Feng.

"I know I'm afraid now. When I ask the Qingcheng Gate master to support me, shouldn't I take revenge?" Lin Feng asked.

Fang Maoshen looked up at Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, this matter has nothing to do with my descendants. I am willing to protect my descendants forever."
To be continued...