Chapter 46: Murderous intention arises, the golden bell is broken

One of the core disciples in green also echoed: "That is indeed the artistic conception! It is not an ordinary magic power. I didn't expect that it has been understood by Luo Jiansheng. How is this possible? How is this possible?"

In terms of the real world, this is like a newborn child being able to build an airplane. Something that is generally impossible has actually happened.

Feng Chen was slightly speechless about the golden bell cover. He couldn't break it with almost 80% of his strength, so the eyes of his ice blue pupils gradually became darker. He gave up the other seven black ice cold swords and began to immerse himself in the whole body and concentrate on controlling it.

The Ice Soul Sword.

The ice soul sword's own aura seemed to have been mobilized by Feng Chen's Xuan Bing Sword Intent. The ice blue sword body trembled slightly, and then the cold air became strong, activating the aura between heaven and earth. Feng Chen whispered "Go"

, the Ice Soul Sword turned into an icy blue lightning.

In an instant, the golden bell collided with the icy blue lightning, and the golden bell made a "bang" sound, which caused the periosteum of many outer disciples' ears to ache faintly, as if they were broken. The loudness of the sound was far beyond the ordinary realm of transformation.

, at least ten acupuncture points have been opened to reach above the second level of Mortal Realm.

Lingyun looked at the icy blue lightning with horror in his eyes, as if to say: "This can't be the artistic conception. How can it be possible to master this kind of power if only the ninth level of Tongmai is perfect? ​​No, it must be an illusion, it must be an illusion."

At the junction of the golden bell and the icy blue sword, the golden bell began to crack, and then the crack continued to expand unstoppably, and in an instant it looked like a broken mirror, but it still could not be broken.

Lingyun also let out a long breath because of this, thinking that this was the limit of Fengchen, and there would be no other means.

But he couldn't see the murderous intent flashing in Feng Chen's eyes.

This murderous intention comes from freedom,

From the depression within nine days,

It comes from all kinds of unwillingness.

Bloodshot eyes began to fill Fengchen's eyes,

Veins keep popping up all over the forehead,

But Fengchen had already gone through all this for nine days.

I even survived the nine-day torture comparable to Lingchi,

But even this cage-like golden bell cannot be broken open!

Feng Chen's heart was going crazy at this time. Once a person holds back the pain for too long, it is like a spring. The more it is squeezed, the more amazing power it will rebound, not to mention the murderous intention.

Feng Chen had an inexplicable thought in his mind, and it felt as if he had realized the murderous intention a long time ago.

If others bully you, kill them!

If anyone goes against you, kill him!

If others insult you, kill them!

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The murderous intention seemed to be conductive, and the Xuanbing Sword Intention kept growing colder under the murderous intention.

And how can this golden bell stop this endless stream of murderous thoughts?

Once again, the slight increase in murderous thoughts was like the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Snapped"

The golden bell is broken.

The ice-blue long sword directly cut through Ling Yun's neck. The next moment, the body was cut into pieces, and blood spattered on the ring, forming a small pool of blood.

Feng Chen looked at the spiritual cloud of death, and a kind of joy emerged in his heart, an indescribable comfort, and a kind of pride that broke through all the unpleasantness, like breaking through the shackles of taboos, and feeling like regaining freedom.

"younger brother!"

"Second brother!"

Ling Hai and Ling Feng had just arrived, and when they saw the scene of their brothers being killed in front of them, they let out shocking screams, waking up Feng Chen who was addicted to the thought of killing.

Feng Chen looked at the two of them. Lingfeng was nine feet tall, with a arrogant appearance and a strong body. Although his cultivation was only at the ninth level of Tongmai, his energy and blood were extremely strong, and he could vaguely see the roar of a tiger and leopard.

Linghai is on the thin side, eight feet tall, with light golden skin. He has also reached the realm of metamorphosis, but is slightly more restrained than Lingfeng. Fengchen can deduce that Linghai is much stronger than Lingfeng.

"Luo Jiansheng, you actually killed my brother, I can't spare you!" Linghai's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he shouted angrily through gritted teeth.

After a battle with Lingyun, Fengchen was already a little mentally depressed due to the artistic conception and frantic pulse building for nine consecutive days. He ignored Linghai, turned over Lingyun's body, found the remaining storage rings, and then picked up ten

He picked up the three-fold ruler and walked towards the outside of the hall.

"Luo Jiansheng, you killed my brother and took my brother's magic weapon, do you just want to run away like this?" Lingfeng directly stretched out his hand to block Feng Chen's path.

"Then what do you want?" Feng Chen said a little irritably.

"I want to fight you and sign a life-and-death battle!" Lingfeng shouted with red eyes.

"I have no time, please get out of my way." Feng Chen's energy was almost exhausted at this time, and he could no longer use Xuanbing Sword Intent, and had no strength to fight anymore.

If he fights again, he is not freeing himself, but seeking death. He knows that the dual cultivation of gas and gas is invincible at the same level. This is no joke. Of course, this artistic conception cannot be regarded as a means of opening the meridians.

"If you don't take the fight, then don't even think about leaving here!" Lingfeng said with some red eyes.

"Didn't you sign up for the outer sect competition? There will naturally be a battle when the time comes. It doesn't matter if I sign a life-and-death battle with you in this battle. Are you afraid?" Fengchen could only use a delaying tactic.

"How could I be afraid of you!" Lingfeng roared.

Linghai flickered with light, and then said to Lingfeng: "Third brother, please bear with me for a few days. Your strength is still far behind Luo Jiansheng, and this sect rule does not allow me to challenge low-level disciples."

Linghai didn't want his brothers to die one by one, so he hurriedly stopped Lingfeng, and then secretly sent a message to Lingfeng: "I finally auctioned off the Mortal Transformation Pill yesterday. You can take the Exploding Spirit Pill after participating in the competition, and refine it."

The magical weapon will definitely be better than Luo Jiansheng."

Lingfeng calmed down after hearing his elder brother's words. He stared at Fengchen fiercely, turned around and stamped his foot, making a "bang" sound. The ground was actually cracked by Lingfeng's foot, and evenly spread around, making Fang Yuan

The 100-meter-long floor tiles are somewhat collapsed, and the strength is no less than 500,000 kilograms, far exceeding the ordinary nine-level Tongmai.

Seeing this, Feng Chen calculated slightly with his fingers. Even the secret sound transmission method, under the exploration of "Tian Ji Ce", was like speaking directly to his ears. He walked indifferently towards the outside of the palace, and Lingfeng did not stop him this time.

Along the way, although Feng Chen wanted to avoid these disciples, his move today was too big. He used the state of Tongmai to understand the artistic conception of the legend. This matter made all the true disciples know about it and watched his every move.

A move.

Feng Chen looked at the crowd and could only give up his plan to return to the wooden house and prepared to go to Wuxing Mountain where Luo Jiansheng was supposed to live.

At this moment, Feng Chen no longer had the energy to use Xuanbing Sword Intent to condense the sword, and could only walk slowly, but slowness was only relative. To a mortal, it was like a breeze, and the figure could not be seen clearly.

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