The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 42

No matter any woman is the most beautiful the moment she puts on the wedding dress, even if Qin Qingying is forced, she still can't stop her peerless beauty.

Lin Feng watched the woman he had fallen in love with at first sight being forced to pay homage to another man, the anger in his heart soared to the sky, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged towards him crazily.

The handsome man surnamed Luo noticed his strangeness, and he was somewhat confused about what Lin Feng meant by this move.

"Miss Qin, I'm here! Lin Feng is late! I'm sorry!" Lin Feng's body voice came out with spiritual power, pouring into the ears of every guest present, and everyone looked at the brat in front of them in disbelief, Judging from the meaning in his words, it seems that he and Zhao Xinchuan's bride have already known each other.

Qin Qingying lifted her head when she heard the familiar voice, and saw Lin Feng who had already walked in front of her. Her eyes were full of tears, revealing the color of grievance. She bit her pink lips and said, "I knew it... I knew it You are the same as Xiao Jiang! Why did you lie to me? Take me away! Take me away! I don’t want to stay here for a moment.”

Qin Qingying threw herself into Lin Feng's arms, like a frightened kitten hiding in its owner's arms.

Only a room full of dumbfounded people remained.

"Okay! You rascal! You have an adulterer before you get married! Lin Feng, it's rare that my Zhao family treats each other with courtesy! But you want to rob my wife! Come and crush them!" Unable to hold back, Zhao Xinchuan roared angrily.

King Zhao's face was full of shock and anger. Even though he had experienced many battles, he was trembling with anger. No wonder this kid's words are so unkind. I don't take his Zhao family seriously.

"Lin Feng! Do you really think my Zhao family has no one? Court death!"

"Dark guard!" As soon as the words were finished, two monks who were in the early stage of foundation establishment like Lin Feng rushed out from the guests.

Looking at Lin Feng vigilantly, the guests were already in a mess, and when they saw that they were about to make a move, they all left the hall and fled in all directions towards the empty courtyard. The rest were people with their own cultivation, and they all wanted to see what this kid was doing dead.

This is Lin Feng's first battle. With the blessing of Da Ming's body cultivation art, his spiritual power is extremely deep, and he wants to try to see what kind of state he has reached.

Lin Feng took out a round shield from his storage bag and placed it in front of him. With his left hand, a flying sword came out of nowhere. It was the Shadow Bearing Sword.

The two dark guards had very rich fighting experience, they stood on the left and the right respectively, and at the same time they recited the mantra silently, and the two fireballs hit Lin Feng respectively.

In Lin Feng's eyes, the two fireballs were extremely slow, and he didn't even need a puppet to make a move. He stepped back a few steps, and the two fireballs collided.

With a "bang", the flames soared into the sky and overturned the roof, and the fire poured into the air and surroundings.

The man surnamed Luo lightly waved his sleeves to form a barrier, protecting King Zhao and his son.

The two of them formed seals with their hands and each formed a flying sword, flying towards Lin Feng without pausing for a moment.

With a swipe of Lin Feng's two fingers, Chengying Sword cut the two flying swords in half with two clangs.

The man surnamed Luo let out a sigh, and looked at Lin Feng's Yingying Sword curiously.

The dark guard took out two self-explosive talismans and threw them at Lin Feng, but before he touched a hair on Lin Feng's body, he was swept into the air by the returned flying sword.

Lin Feng sneered: "There is still a sword!"

The gift-giving flying sword placed in the gift box stabbed from behind Zhao Xinchuan.

The man surnamed Luo finally made a move, freezing the square inch of space behind Zhao Xinchuan, and Feijian was forcibly stopped before moving an inch forward.

There was a loud buzzing, and finally couldn't bear the pressure, and it shattered into countless pieces with a bang.

The man surnamed Luo showed a smug look on his face, and looked at Zhao Xinchuan to check his physical condition. Taking advantage of this moment, Chengying Sword turned around again, and flew towards the head of a hidden guard, before touching his neck, sharp The sword energy cut off his head as easily as cutting a carrot.

After rolling his head on the ground for a few laps, he couldn't die anymore.

The man surnamed Luo was furious, and killed a person in front of him, and he lost face by accident. In a foundation building period, he killed a person in front of a monk who formed a core, and if it spreads out, what kind of person will he be?

"Little thief! Looking for death!" The man surnamed Luo jumped up, no longer hiding his realm, the coercion of the late stage of alchemy filled Zhao's mansion, and a big bell flew out of the seal with both hands to cover Lin Feng!

"A monk in the late stage of alchemy!?" Someone among the guests screamed.

Even some well-informed senior officials saw Brother Jiedan for the first time, and they immediately bowed and saluted, regardless of whether he was busy or not, they first established relationships before talking about it.

Just as the big clock was about to cover Lin Feng, the puppet stretched out its fingers and ejected a burst of spiritual power. With a bang, the big bell flew out, and the body of the clock was cracked inch by inch and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

The man surnamed Luo was shocked: "Who is the senior!?"

The puppet ignored him, and stood there quietly waiting for Lin Feng's next instruction.

Lin Feng slapped the storage bag and flew towards the puppet with a giant black bow.

The man surnamed Luo stretched out his hand to snatch it, but the puppet unleashed coercion, and the cultivation base of Yuanying's later stage was undoubtedly revealed.

The man surnamed Luo paused, and couldn't hold his breath any longer. Seeing that the puppet didn't dare to take the bow anymore, he knelt down with a plop, and the puppet who got the Thunder Fire Bow drew the empty bow. He didn't use the golden thunder bamboo arrow, only The vitality condenses into an arrow.

According to Lin Feng's order, he turned to face Zhao Xinchuan, and with a whimper, there was no trace of the arrow, and a big hole was melted into Zhao Xinchuan's body. The poor man died before he even saw what was going on.

Seeing his son's death, King Zhao roared angrily, "Luo Changlu! What are you doing! Kill him! Kill him for revenge!"

The man surnamed Luo said without moving: "Shut up, idiot, senior is in the late Yuanying period! If you want to blame, blame your son, who has offended someone who shouldn't be offended! Anyone's woman will be snatched!"

Upon hearing this, King Zhao looked at the puppet with ashen expression, and said, "Senior, no matter what this kid gives you! Even if my Zhao family goes bankrupt, I will give you twice as much!"

The puppet walked up to King Zhao without emotion. The king Zhao, who was dazzled by anger, thought his words had moved him, but he didn't know that the puppet reached out to clamp his head and gently pinched his neck and broke his neck.

The man surnamed Luo was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, he closed his eyes and waited for his verdict.

Lin Feng didn't want to kill him at first, but he accidentally saw a bracelet made of human knuckle bones on his hand, and his murderous intent arose in his heart.

The puppet's hand was about to grab him, when suddenly the man surnamed Luo threw a ball, which exploded with a bang, and a burst of highly poisonous medicine that could directly hurt the soul was sprayed out.

It's not that the puppet doesn't want to hide, but that he doesn't think it's necessary to hide.

The man surnamed Luo was overjoyed to see that he succeeded in one blow.

However, he was too happy, seeing the puppet sucking all the poisonous powder into its body with its mouth open.

The man surnamed Luo felt a little numb watching this scene in disbelief...

On the other hand, a black energy emanated from the bodies of the dead father and son, and they were rapidly repairing their damaged bodies.

(End of this chapter)