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88 Killing Begins 3(2/2)

So much so.

They even stood completely stunned on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, besides Zhou Tianyang, there were more than a dozen powerful true immortals, including the two golden immortals.

All of them were killed by Lin Feng.

"Too cruel".

"Is he really not alive yet?".

"Is he still human?".

"No, he is no longer a human being, but a god."

The crowd who came back to their senses suddenly exploded.

Everyone is talking.

More and more people come to watch the fun.

As more and more people came to watch the fun, many people naturally recognized Lin Feng.

"This guy is really brave. He extorted tens of billions of high-level fairy stones from fourteen top forces before, and now he has killed him at Futian Cave. What does this guy want to do?"

Some monks who recognized Lin Feng's identity couldn't help but murmur to themselves.

The fact that fourteen top forces were extorted of tens of billions of high-level immortal stones has naturally spread throughout Xianwen City.

Many people are talking about this matter.

Xianwen City is so huge.

Only a very small number of people have seen Lin Feng.

Even fewer people come here to watch the fun.

Those who recognized Lin Feng's identity did not say anything.

They were all watching silently.

They knew how terrifying Lin Feng was, and now he was facing Futian Cave.

Then there's really something good to watch now.

"Boy, I will definitely kill you."

Zhou Tianyang shouted coldly, his weapon was a giant sword.

Zhou Tianyang held a giant sword and killed Lin Feng.

That giant sword exuded violent fluctuations as if it were shattering the world.

Definitely a great treasure.

Zhou Tianyang’s magic power.

A steady stream poured into the giant sword.

The power of the giant sword is becoming more and more powerful.

It's getting more and more terrifying.

A sword light that is a hundred feet long is condensed, as if it can split a whole world.

A strong man at the level of a saint.

The strength is indeed tyrannical.

"Keng!"

Lin Feng swung the Era War Spear and collided with Zhou Tianyang's giant sword.

An overwhelming force.

Suddenly collided.

The ground was directly shaken.

Kick, kick, kick!

Lin Feng and Zhou Tianyang couldn't help but take several steps back.

"That guy is actually on a par with a strong man like Zhou Tianyang. He is so young and has the combat power of the Saint Immortal Realm. It is really unbelievable."

"Yes, if it continues to grow, I don't know how terrifying it will become."

Many people couldn't help but sigh.

Those monks who had seen Lin Feng defeat fourteen top powerhouses and attack together sneered in their hearts.

What does a mere saint mean? A quasi-saint-level powerhouse will probably not be able to fight back even if he comes.

Unless he is the kind of quasi-sage who is extremely defiant.
Chapter completed!
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