"ah……"

"What, he also wants the Earth Fire Holy Lotus?"

...

When everyone heard Lin Feng's words, they exclaimed. If Lin Feng was a good person, then this sentence had the truth that he existed, but Lin Feng... he was just a useless man sitting in a wheelchair. Why did he take the Earth Fire Holy Lotus... So, for a moment, many people sneered at it.

However, some people firmly believe that if someone can take away the Earth Fire Holy Lotus, then Lin Feng must be. Of course, this person is Ximen Hanshan. Ximen Hanshan and Lin Feng once shared hardships and suffered life and death, so they know Lin Feng's true strength.

Shi Huan shook his head slightly and said, "Young man, you are too young. You won't understand the principle of human beings and birds killing for food."

Lin Feng stopped talking, and there were only the sound of several people swearing in the whole scene.

A strong wind surged from behind Master Wuxin. Under the strong wind, sand flew away and stones walked, heading towards the snow pot like a sword.

Everyone was quiet at this moment, and everyone present held their breath for a moment and watched this scene.

"The commander..."

Xue Jing, who had been standing aside, couldn't help but exclaim.

Under the strong wind, Lin Feng was calm and calm. He looked at the steaming ground, but didn't look at Xue Po, as if her life and death had nothing to do with him.

"The cause and the result cannot hurt you at all. Hum... It depends on whether you can hold on to the transformation and die." Master Wuxin thought in his mind and used his magic power. The mud and sand in front of him suddenly boiled, like a scene of galloping horses, and it was like a surging sea surface. It was like a surging wave after another, and it surged straight towards Xuepo and Lin Feng.

The fierce wind like a sword hit Xue Po directly. In just a moment, the armor made of pure gold on her body suddenly turned into countless pieces and flew backwards, revealing her original face - full of tears.

At the same time, a thick palm flew over in the storm carrying mud and sand. This palm was Master Wuxin's transformation palm. He wanted to use it to deal with Lin Feng in the fog, but at that time, Master Wuxin did not kill Lin Feng after a moment of thought. Today, he used it, which shows how much he hated Xuepo and Lin Feng, and wanted to kill both of them with one palm.

Suddenly, just as the armor made of Xuepo pure gold was scattered by the palm force, Lin Feng's eyes, which had been hanging down, suddenly raised, and instantly seemed to have become a different person. If he was just a docile rabbit just now, he was a violent lion.

Lin Feng stretched out his palm in the flash, used the power of the Heavenly Book to pull Xue Po back, and then pushed it straight behind him, and shouted loudly: "Jiaolong, Xuanwu, help me protect Xue'er."

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, the palm of Transformation fell firmly on Lin Feng's chest.

Everything came to an abrupt end at this moment. The strong wind stopped dying, the sand stopped flying, and the stone stopped leaving. Everyone held their breath tightly, and their eyes were staring at the scene on the stage, as if all the time had frozen at this moment.

Master Wuxin came with his palm. The moment the shadow of his palm fell on Lin Feng's chest, others fell in front of Lin Feng, and he also had a palm on Lin Feng's chest.

Xuepo was completely shocked at this time. She was just a soldier. She had never thought or interested in the strength of these monks. The only thing she was interested in was how to make others work for her.

"This princess is called Xuepo, Xuepo's snow, Xuepo's soul."

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At this time, Lin Feng was extremely calm. He looked at the crowd of people below with horror and anger and said lightly: "Dragon Sword is unsheathed, you should all know who I am. Ten years ago, you should know what you did in Linjia Village. I, Lin Feng, are not a bloodthirsty person. Those who participated in the massacre of Linjia Village should not move. Those who did not participate can now leave on their own to avoid innocent casualties."

Master Wuxin's hand trembled slightly, and suddenly said, "Son of the Monster, living will only cause trouble in the world. You shouldn't have been born eighteen years ago. You should have died ten years ago. It's a miracle that he could live until now. I'll take you back today." As he said that, he kicked down to the ground with his right foot. In an instant, the mud and sand on the ground churned. After several twists, it suddenly turned into a huge mud sword and headed straight towards Lin Feng.

"You should have died long ago. Go on the road to Huangquan to apologize to my father and my uncle, the villagers of Linjia Village, and see if they can forgive you." Lin Feng looked at the mud sword that was coming towards him. In anger, he shouted and waved his sword. The sound of the dragon roar sounded again. In an instant, the world changed color, and even the flames at the crater were extinguished a lot at this moment.

At this time, everyone was shocked by the sword, Xue Po, Xuanwu Jiaolong Xue Jing and others were even more shocked. Even Ouyang Yan was stunned. They only knew that Lin Feng had always carried a magical sword, but they never thought that this sword could make the heaven and earth look like it, as if all fate was controlled by his sword.

But Xue Po always thought that Lin Feng was just a scholar. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and tears appeared in his eyes.

The couple of hundred days knew nothing about him. Thinking of this, a complicated feeling surged in Xue Po's heart.

Suddenly, as soon as Lin Feng's sword was swung, many people started to move. Because these people were all people who participated in the massacre of Linjia Village, it can be said that they are now on the same boat.

"Kill this demon son."

As soon as this said, everyone responded instantly, and dozens of figures were bullied towards Lin Feng with the divine power of the dragon sword.

Lin Feng's dragon sword had already been swung out, and the sound of dragon roar resounded throughout the top of Muhuo Volcano. The mud sword controlled by Master Wuxin just touched Lin Feng's sword light instantly scattered around like a collapsed land.

Suddenly, the dispersed sand shone through the dragon sword's light and turned into giant swords with golden light, and rushed straight towards the dozens of figures coming.
Chapter completed!