Supreme Lingshen

Ling Feng knew this would happen a long time ago, so he didn't show any panicked expressions when he called him senior to the three distracted old men. 【26nbsp;】

"I came to your Tianlei Xianzong to join you, so why don't I come to your Tianlei Xianzong to shit and piss!"

Ling Feng said rascally, and then said to the three old men: "What? You still don't take me to the mountain gate of your Tianlei Xianzong?"

The three distracted old men frowned when they heard Ling Feng's rascal words, and their faces were slightly angry, but they were firmly held back.

The three distracted elders didn't know Ling Feng's details, so naturally they wouldn't act rashly, and even if they did, they might not be able to survive.

"Senior, what is your last name? I can tell the sect so that the sect's seniors can still welcome you." The distracted old man with a late stage cultivation said with a smile.

"Lin Feng."

Ling Feng uttered a fake name.

When the old man in the later stage of distraction heard this name, it seemed as if he heard a treasure in front of him, and greedy light shone in his eyes.

"Two elders, don't take this Ling Feng (Lin Feng) down yet. He is Ling Feng, the Nascent Soul cultivator from Shenmu Valley."

The old man in the late stage of distraction shouted loudly, and an old giant palm had already slapped Ling Feng.

The two elders in the distraction period are one at the peak of the early stage of distraction and the other at the middle stage of distraction.

Hearing the words, the two elder monks in the distraction stage used their magic weapons to attack Ling Feng one after another.

Ling Feng had a greedy gleam in the eyes of the old man in the later stage of distraction, and he knew that this old man definitely knew that he was Ling Feng, and he shouldn't have used that same-sounding name.

At the late stage of distraction, when the old man swung an old giant palm to attack Ling Feng's head, there was some imperceptible disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"Batian Fist."

Ling Feng shouted angrily.

A cyan fist, thousands of times smaller than the old giant palm pressed down from the sky, hit the old giant palm.

"Boom!"

The old giant palm collapsed in an instant. Seeing this, Ling Feng saw a broken sword appear in his left hand, and a terrifying cyan sword energy slashed at the old man in the later stage of distraction.

In the later stage of distraction, the old man quickly picked up several defensive spiritual weapons to resist, namely a middle-grade defensive spiritual armor and a low-grade peak spiritual shield.

Ling Feng could have quickly killed the old man in the distraction stage in seconds with the addition of the tribulation stage skill in the middle stage of leaving his body, but he didn't do this. He used the blue sky thunder as energy to inject the Broken Sword, and swung a blue sword energy.

The cyan sword energy bombarded the low-level peak spirit shield of the old man in the late stage of distraction, and the low-level peak spirit shield shattered in an instant, and the old man in the distraction stage spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

His defensive spirit weapon was smashed, so naturally he suffered serious injuries. The old man in the late stage of distraction even forgot that Ling Feng was able to smash the three of them at will. , this Ling Feng might have attained the Tribulation Transcendence Stage at this time.

Just when the old man in the later stage of distraction was thinking about this, the remaining cyan sword energy that was almost ten percent of the power had already broken through the defensive spirit armor on the old man in the late stage of distraction. Weakened by seventy percent.

The remaining [-]% of the power was bombarded on the body of the old man in the late stage of distraction without any defensive magic weapon, and the old man in the late stage of distraction was bombarded with blood and flesh.

At this moment, the magic weapon of the two elders in the distraction stage bombarded Ling Feng, and the old man in the late stage of distraction had already died. Even if he wanted to stop the attack of the two elders, he could only speak in hell.

Ling Feng didn't hide, didn't defend, and didn't fight back. The magic weapons of the two distracted elders were all middle-grade spiritual weapons, but after they hit Ling Feng, the magic weapons were damaged.

"The third form of Batian sword: Batian sword, the power of heaven and earth."

Ling Feng had already given the two a chance to attack, and their chance had already been used up. Ling Feng was not hurt at all, not even a drop of blood was shed. Now is the time for him to attack.

A sword can have the power to dominate the world, how can it not kill people?Ling Feng went crazy. He asked himself that he hadn't done anything indignant towards Tianlei Xianzong, but Tianlei Xianzong wanted to arrest him and send him to Shenmu Valley.

This is the fact that the weak prey on the strong and the strong are respected. Ling Feng knew that he hoped to have some monks who would not fight for power or power.

But this is impossible, this is the cultivation world, only the strong can survive, the weak can only wait for death.

Ling Feng is not a weak person who can be bullied by others, nor is he a strong person who looks at mortal life like ants.

If Tianlei Xianzong wants to fight him, Ling Feng will destroy Tianlei Xianzong. This is a crazy idea, but in Ling Feng's view, it is just a fun thing.

During the tribulation-crossing period, all the skill was injected into the broken sword, and Ling Feng used the one-stroke sword style he learned in the predicament of thunder, a sword that dominates the sky, and the power of heaven and earth.

With the help of Ling Feng's transcending tribulation period skills, the broken sword emitted a little thunder light, and then dimmed again, but Ling Feng's sword was sent out.

A thousand-mile-long sword energy slashed towards Jieyin Peak and the mountain gate of Tianlei Xianzong. A single sword could move the power of heaven and earth, and the space of the cultivation world was split into several small black holes by the power of the sword energy. How can Yinfeng resist?

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