"What a strong momentum, what a sharp man." The crowd trembled and said in a secret voice.

The four people from the Haoyue Sect had stiff eyes. In the Tianshan Restaurant, they provoked Lin Feng with words. Leng Yue was extremely domineering and directly slashed beside Lin Feng and others with a knife. However, Lin Feng was silent and extremely calm. They thought Lin Feng was timid and cowardly, but at this moment, this blooming aura made them understand that Lin Feng was not afraid, but disdainful, and looked at the knife-like artistic conception contained in Leng Yue.

Feeling this extremely sharp sword force, Leng Yueru's brow frowned slightly. At this time, Lin Feng was even more sharp than him. Perhaps, this was the real Lin Feng, showing his fangs.

However, the sword cultivator is sharp and domineering, and he goes forward and uses his sword to kill everything. Even though the other party is very powerful, Leng Yue is still not afraid and does not retreat at all. Leng Yue can realize that the intimacy of the sword is true love for swords, understanding swords, and knowing swords, and the name of the sword master is not a false reputation, but he is arrogant and arrogant, but this cannot deny his talent.

The light is shining, the waning moon is in my hand, the cold light is as bright as the moon and cold as the moon.

"He was the top-grade spiritual weapon, Cangyue, and Lengyue, was actually used by Cangyue. Who is this person? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

Many people thought to themselves that Leng Yue was focused at this time, and her whole body was like a knife. The person merged into the knife, extremely sharp.

"I admit that I muttered to you, but you are still a little worse than me." In the hand, the sword master Leng Yue once again showed a sense of looking down on the world. She looked down on Lin Feng and still didn't take Lin Feng seriously.

"I, Leng Yue, practice swords at the age of five. In Haoyue Sect, I do not have any powerful sword skills. I practice and understand the sword power and enter the state of slightness. Within a year, I defeated countless fellow disciples of Haoyue Sect and achieved their reputation today. I realized a sword technique by myself, and I am named Guying. You can die under this sword, which is proud of you."

Leng Yue said slowly, arrogant and nodded. The crowd nodded secretly when he heard his words. Leng Yue was indeed a genius. She entered the realm of microscopicity and created her own swordsmanship. She was probably not as good as Lin Feng.

"You don't know swords at all. Your so-called genius is just compared to some mediocre people." Lin Feng sneered: "I am different from you. I have only been practicing swords for more than a year. I have learned a few sword techniques by myself. Come and try it."

"After a year?" The crowd trembled. Lin Feng only had more than a year to cultivate his sword? How could he be so powerful in more than a year?

Also, Lin Feng said that Leng Yue didn’t understand swords, and geniuses were compared with mediocre people. Isn’t this saying that they, Lin Feng, had such a big tone, which made them feel a little dissatisfied.

"Okay, remember, this move is called Guying."

Leng Yue said slowly, taking steps forward, no longer having the power of a sword that covers the sky, but a restrained sword and a slight knife.

"Lonely Shadow!"

A whisper, the sword flashed, lonely, like a shadow, confused and without direction.

This is the artistic conception of this sword. Even the sword itself is lonely and has no direction. The state of incomprehension makes the fallen sword, although only one sword, it seems to contain thousands of changes and is unpredictable. It is shadow and shadow. How can it be captured? No one can take this sword.

In the past, Leng Yue used this move to kill opponents of the same level directly, even if he was stronger than him, he would kill people in the ninth level of the Lingwu Realm.

The lonely shadow appeared, and the ghosts and gods were shocked. No one had ever caught this slight knife, not to mention that Leng Yue was using the top-grade spiritual weapon Cangyue Treasure Sword.

"Lin Feng, I'm dead."

"This knife is completely unsolvable. Canyue is worthy of being the master of swords, and Bingyuan is far inferior to him."

When the crowd saw the artistic conception contained in this knife, their hearts trembled. They vaguely understood why it was said that if Master Dao's sword was released, someone would die.

The lonely, invisible knife was slashed down, and the crowd seemed to see Lin Feng being killed on the spot. A light sound came out, causing everyone's pupils to shrink suddenly.

"What's going on?"

The hearts of the crowd trembled fiercely, and the Canyue Knife slashed down, as lonely as a shadow. However, Lin Feng did not stand there, standing there in front of Lin Feng, a sword standing there, very ordinary one. However, another sword slashed on the sword, but could not move forward at all. The knife blocked by the ordinary sword was the Canyue.

"How is that possible?"

The crowd stared at the ordinary sword, the ordinary sword standing there, but blocked the Lone Shadow's Sword, and no one even saw how Lin Feng did it clearly.

"I said, you don't understand the knife."

Lin Feng said calmly, looking at Leng Yue's incredible gaze, the sword slowly swung out, and the cold light of the nine provinces moved, extremely dazzling, the sword of light!

"Into the micro!"

Leng Yue's heart trembled violently, and the sword entered the slightest, blocking the sword, but a crisp sound came out. The waning moon sword flew into the air, accompanied by a wisp of bright red blood, Leng Yue's body retreated wildly, and the abandoned sword retreated wildly. If he had not entered the slightest realm, Lin Feng's dazzling sword would have killed him.

Lin Feng reached out and picked up Canyue in his hand, then threw it out, saying, "Badao!"

Badao's eyes narrowed, and he held the waning moon thrown by Lin Feng into his hand. A glimmer of light flashed through his pupils under the mask.

Lin Feng did fulfill his promise and gave him the Canyue. Although it was for robbing, it didn't matter.

Lin Feng had already expected that Leng Yue would attack him. This wan Yue would be his, regardless of whether he had auctioned it at that time.

Leng Yue lowered her head and looked at a long blood mark on her arm. His eyes were frozen there. His sword had no chance to touch Lin Feng. Lin Feng easily blocked it, and he couldn't even catch Lin Feng's sword with a casual sword. This is the gap, the naked gap.

The arrogant words still echoed in his mind. Leng Yue said that Lin Feng would die, and that he was proud of his death under the lonely shadow, but reality was very ironic. Just as Lin Feng said, Leng Yue did not understand swords at all. His so-called name of genius is just compared to mediocre people.

"I learned swords since I was a child, but he has practiced swords for more than a year, but he easily defeated me. What is my pride? Where does my pride come from?"

Leng Yue asked herself, and a little doubt arose in her heart, questioning herself and the name of a genius.

"The Gu Ying, whom I am proud of, was easily blocked by him. Perhaps, I really don't understand the knife."

Leng Yue felt a little sad and desolate in her heart, and she felt a little desolate and decadent. Her pride was smashed to pieces by Lin Feng.

Feeling the decadent intention revealed by Leng Yue, Lin Feng smiled coldly, and the one who insulted the dream love will die!

"kill!"

With one step, endless sword energy rushed out, making the crowd's heart tremble again. Leng Yue, is it going to be killed by Lin Feng?

Another genius is about to die?

Lin Feng's sword was extremely dazzling. At this moment, Leng Yue was decadent and willing to fall into depravity. She no longer had the desire to fight. Seeing Lin Feng's sword slashing down instantly, his eyes were vast and puzzled. More than ten years of sword cultivation were so unbearable.

"Get out!"

At this moment, a phantom appeared. In the distance, behind Leng Yue, a figure was like an extremely sharp knife, slashing directly towards Lin Feng. The man was the knife, with an incomparable vast meaning.

"cut!"

Lin Feng swung his sword, and a roar, and the earth tore apart. Lin Feng groaned, and the extremely sharp knife raged on him. His footsteps suddenly swung and retreated wildly.

"The sword is the domineering man among soldiers. Success or failure is common. No matter how powerful a person is, there are people who are more powerful than him."

An extremely domineering voice came from the rolling dust: "Leng Yue, it's just a battle, why bother to be discouraged? I'll save his life and wait for you to kill yourself in the future."

After the words came, two figures rose up in the air and headed towards the distance, causing the crowd's heart to tremble violently.

In Xuanwu Realm, a strong man from Xuanwu Realm appeared, and he defeated Lin Feng with one move and took Leng Yue away. His voice was extremely domineering.

He said that leaving Lin Feng to Leng Yue to kill means that he can kill Lin Feng, but he will not kill him on purpose!

"Lin Feng, what a lucky thing." The crowd said inwardly.

But at this moment, the ground suddenly trembled, and a white figure rushed out like a phantom, instantly shooting towards the distance. The extremely cold frost frozen the thoughts in the crowd, leaving only this endless cold.

"kill!"

A cold and cold sound of shouting came out, and a cold ice in the sky turned into a white bridge of the sky, constantly leading to the distance, and projecting towards the distant body.

The figure trembled suddenly, and his body accelerated again, like a streaming sword. Then, the white bridge of the sky still slammed behind him, making him groan, leaving a touch of bright red blood in the air. It was so dazzling that it made his words just now a joke!

To Lin Feng, he would kill him if he wanted to?
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