Magic repair expert

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"what!!!"

He Wenyang screamed in horror, he was no longer calm and calm before, and even the hatred or ecstasy in his heart disappeared instantly, replaced by endless horror!

Flying sword! !

It turned out to be a flying sword! !

This is like a fight between two parties on the earth. One party has a large number of people and is powerful. They thought they were sure of victory, but suddenly found that the other party had taken out a submachine gun. This feeling... only panic and despair!

Only then did He Wenyang realize that he had underestimated the opponent. It turned out that the long sword in the opponent's hand was not only a spiritual weapon, but also a flying sword! !

Flying sword, that is a super powerful magic weapon that only a monk at the golden core stage can possess and control! !How could a kid in the Qi training period have it? !And most importantly...how could he control it? !

All of this converged into the three words "impossible" in He Wenyang's mind, but right now there is no time for him to think about what's going on, Feijian's speed is far beyond his imagination, lest he end up like the previous two With the same fate, his whole body was filled with true energy, forming a layer of purple light curtain outside his body. At the same time, he kicked his feet and rushed to the right side in a rather embarrassing manner.

"Shh!"

He dodged it in time, the flying sword almost brushed his cheek and flew over, a few strands of cut hair floated in the air, and the purple light curtain he condensed did not have the slightest blocking effect at all!

He narrowly escaped a blow, but the crisis was not eliminated, because after flying about ten meters away, the flying sword circled in place and shot from behind him again!

"what!!"

He Wenyang roared almost crazily, flipped his left hand, and there was already a golden jade talisman in his hand. The next second, he saw the golden light of the jade talisman, and a solid golden mask suddenly appeared around him.

——Aura-type defense magic weapon! !

As the Patriarch of the He family, it is impossible for He Wenyang to not even have an aura-type defensive magic weapon, and the range and strength of this aura mask is obviously stronger than that of Lin Feng's, indicating that it should be a treasure-level magic weapon.

However, in front of the spirit weapon Feijian, He Wenyang knew that he could not expect to be able to completely block it with only the middle-grade treasure-level aura mask, so he had already made another dodge action at the same time, and swung the big knife in his hand. go out.

"laugh!"

There was a slight sound, as Wen Yang expected, even if it was a middle-grade treasure-level aura mask, it only blocked a faint trace of Feijian's power, and Feijian penetrated it almost without a pause. The mask, and then collided with the long knife he swung!

"Clang! Crack..."

With a piercing impact, He Wenyang only felt the pain of a tiger's mouth being torn apart. The huge recoil force made him almost unable to hold the handle of the knife. What made him even more horrified was that there was a clear cracking sound amidst the impact. The sound of cracking!

The flying sword was blocked by the long knife, but it also deviated from the track, and swiped past He Wenyang's eyes again. When he looked down at the long knife in his hand again, he found... the long knife had broken from the middle, and only It's half the blade!

The aura mask was broken, and the strongest magic weapon, the sword, was also destroyed. Although He Wenyang escaped the flying sword's attack twice in a row, when he got up from the ground in embarrassment, his heart was already full of despair...

——I can't stop it... the flying sword... I can't stop it at all! !

As soon as he looked up and saw Lin Feng in front of him, He Wenyang's eyes suddenly revealed endless resentment and madness. He threw away the broken knife in his hand, and turned his hand, and there was already a dark purple magic talisman in his hand.

This is a top-grade third-level magic talisman, which is as powerful as a magical attack issued by a late-stage Jindan monk. It is He Wenyang's strongest hole card, and it is a "heirloom" that no one is willing to use in the He family for decades. , Now, He Wenyang was in a desperate situation, so he had to take out this talisman, wanting to kill Lin Feng with one blow.

He never thought that this magic talisman would be used against a monk in the Qi training period, and it was still in such an incredible situation.

Taking out the magic talisman, He Wenyang's whole body was stirred with true energy, and he was about to activate it, but at this moment, he saw Lin Feng on the opposite side raising his hand and pointing at him again! !

"Do not!!!"

He Wenyang's pupils contracted sharply, his face turned ashen for an instant, and he wanted to throw the talisman in his hand in a frenzy.

But...it's still too late! !

It can only be blamed that he reacted a little slowly under the series of shocks, or that the speed of the flying sword was too fast. He had a momentary opening because he took out the magic talisman. The momentum came through the air from his left side, and just before he activated the magic talisman, it passed through his throat! !

"Ho ho..."

He Wenyang's movements froze in an instant, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, he swung his right hand holding the talisman halfway, but he couldn't move any more...

Time seemed to stand still for a second or two, and then a line of blood appeared on He Wenyang's neck, his head drooped a little bit, and then fell directly from his chest, a fountain of blood spurted out, spraying around like rain... …

died! !

The majestic head of the He family, a master of the ninth floor of foundation building, didn't even have a chance to use the last and strongest method, so he was beheaded by Feijian!

……

Everything happened within a few dozen seconds. From Feijian flying out to kill the first person to beheading He Wenyang right now, it took only a dozen seconds!

It was not until this time that the three monks in the late stage of Qi training on the other side fully reacted. Seeing He Wenyang's corpse with a different head, they all turned pale with fright.

"what!!!"

Finally, one of them reacted first, screamed in terror, turned around and ran away!

"Flying Sword!! It's Feijian!! He's Jindan..."

The other person seemed to be frightened into confusion, and he didn't know how to run away at the first time, but screamed as if he had seen a ghost, but before he could finish speaking, he saw Lin Feng in front of him waved his hand. The light flashed, and as soon as it circled around the man's neck, a human head shot up into the sky! !

"what!!"

The person next to this person was the one whose chest was scratched by the flying sword before. He was almost out of his wits in fright, and wanted to back away, but he escaped less than ten meters, and the flying sword chased after him. on, piercing his chest.

"Don't kill me...don't kill me!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss

The last person who escaped first only ran a hundred meters more. Feijian didn't stop at all because of his begging for mercy, and directly cut his throat.

——So far, the eight enemies have all been beheaded!

"Zheng..."

The flying sword killed all the enemies one after another, but the sword was still shining with silver light, not even stained with a trace of blood. It uttered an excited sword cry in the air, circled and returned to Lin Feng.

"..."

But at this moment, Lin Feng seemed to be in an extremely weird state. His eyes were red, and there was only crazy killing intent in his eyes, but at this moment, they gradually dissipated, as if gradually regaining his sanity. The flying sword in front of him seemed a little dazed.

"Yu Jian..."

Gently uttering these two words, Lin Feng looked like he couldn't believe it. He looked down at his hands in a daze, and shook them vigorously. He could only feel the endless power churning in his body. He had never Having felt such abundant power, he didn't even know where this power came from...

"what happened?"

Everything that happened just now, including the scene where he killed the enemies with his sword, was very clear to Lin Feng, but he couldn't understand how he could have so much power to control the flying sword.

"Boom..."

At this moment when Lin Feng was stunned, he vaguely heard a soft sound, and then he felt that the surging power in his body suddenly receded like a tide, and he had the illusion that even his soul was emptied in an instant. The shock was like being hit by a sledgehammer, and I almost fell down.

"laugh!!"

At this moment, the flying sword floating in front of him seemed to have suddenly lost its power, and landed at his feet, piercing into the soil.

A feeling of extreme exhaustion flooded his whole body, Lin Feng felt as exhausted as if he had run hundreds of miles in one breath, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat in an instant, and he was panting heavily.

Lin Feng really wanted to sit down and adjust his breath immediately to recover, but he knew it was not possible. He glanced around, endured his fatigue and put away the flying sword, then took out a chain fireball talisman, and threw out fireballs one after another , Accurately set fire to the nine corpses on the ground including Lu Cheng.

Immediately, there was a scalp-numbing 'sizzling' sound and a strong burnt smell from all around. After only a moment, there were only nine piles of ashes left on the ground.

Lin Feng quickly walked around the battlefield, found each piece of magic weapon from every pile of ashes, and put it away without even looking at it.

After cleaning the battlefield, Lin Feng turned his head and glanced in the direction of Qingyun City, then turned around and walked into the Qifeng Forest on the other side, and disappeared completely in the dark woods within a few flashes...