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Chapter 267 The Holy Soldiers Charge
After a short exchange, the Specter Clan rushed towards the direction where Lin Feng was leaving at an extremely fast speed.

Whether it is the Emperor Armament in Lin Feng's hands, the so-called perfect small world, or the origin of killing, they all have great temptations for the members of the Moying family.

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Lin Feng took Feng Meier and Long Lintian, and fled to the distance at high speed, but one after another, the souls of war spirits appeared in his hands.

The moment the soul of the war spirit appeared, human faces appeared on it, but the moment these faces looked at Lin Feng, they all showed fear and trembled.

The original aura of killing on Lin Feng made them tremble with fear!

It's a pity that in Lin Feng's eyes, they are not battle spirits but complete nourishment. With a flash of blood in Lin Feng's hands, a battle spirit disappeared in his hands...

Followed by the second.

Seeing this scene, Long Lintian and Feng Mei'er couldn't help showing shocking eyes, and looked at Lin Feng with even more admiration.

Any one of these battle spirits is enough to make them reach an unprecedented level, but these battle spirits, which are enough to make countless ancient families in the Great Wilderness Holy Land crazy, have become the nourishment in Lin Feng's hands!
One, two, Lin Feng devoured four war spirits in just a short moment!
At the same time, the aura around him increased rapidly, as if it was originally just a pool of water but now it has turned into a vast ocean...

"After swallowing four of them, we have already reached the middle stage of the realm of the gods. If ten or eight come, wouldn't we be able to reach the late stage of the realm of the gods!"

Lin Feng also had a hot feeling in his heart, such a terrifying speed of improvement is simply abnormal.

Dengdeng!

Just when Lin Feng was excited, the cold murderous intent behind him appeared again, and the members of the ghost clan had already chased after him, and the sky behind him was darkened, and the sky was covered by ghosts all over the sky.

"Killed so many people from my Specter Clan, I still want to leave!"

It's a pity that Lin Feng didn't have time to escape this time, and the surrounding tens of miles were instantly surrounded by phantoms, and the space seemed to be imprisoned.

Lin Feng couldn't help but frown. He didn't want to confront the Specters head-on, at least not now.

Since the Moying family can be called the top three hidden world families, it is enough to show its strength.

At this moment, nearly half-spirit powerhouses from the Demon Shadow Clan appeared, and among them were nearly hundreds of peak emperors. Such a strength was enough to destroy ordinary hermit families.

Lin Feng was also very speechless, he never thought that a single signal from the three ghosts would summon such a large group of enemies...

"It seems that we can only use that sword, but it's definitely not here. Weeds must be cut by the roots, otherwise it will be troublesome for the ghosts to keep entangled in things..." Lin Feng muttered to himself.

With a wave of his right hand, Longlintian and Feng Meier were enveloped by a spiritual light and disappeared in place.

The two of them were not taken into the cloud space by him, but entered into his small world. Although the two of them now have the cultivation of the gods and spirits of the original war spirits, they probably have no ability to protect themselves in the face of such a scene .

After ensuring the safety of the two, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and the power of the small world around him quickly dissipated, like an illusory picture scroll, ethereal and boundless.

Immediately afterwards, the Heavenly Tribulation Whip appeared again in his hand...

Rush!
Lin Feng chose the most brutal and direct way, that is to rush out, under the siege of nearly a hundred gods and a lot of powerful emperors, he rushed out!
court death!

Lin Feng's action made everyone in the Moying family stunned, and then they were furious. This is simply contemptuous, even if you have ten lives, it's not enough for you to charge like this!

It's just that Lin Feng's speed really shocked them, every step seemed to be on the road, and the speed was as fast as teleportation, but even so, it seemed impossible to rush out from so many people.

So Lin Feng put his right hand on the Sword of the Holy King behind him, but he didn't intend to use this sword, but wrapped the broken sack even tighter...

"F*ck@#￥, I'm so angry!!"

Feeling that the broken sack was getting closer and closer to the sword of the Holy King, Lin Feng heard a furious voice of cursing.

Lin Feng didn't seem to realize it. Instead of any worries, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He directly put the sword of the Holy King at the forefront and rushed towards the crowd. Relying on the heavy armor of divine iron, Lin Feng was not worried about himself Was directly killed in seconds.

"What the hell is this long one? How dare you pretend to be aggressive in front of us with a piece of bamboo?"

"This guy really looks down on people. A broken sack wrapped in bamboo can be used as a weapon in front of you. This is trying to fish in troubled waters..."

Lin Feng's strange behavior made everyone guess, and they thought Lin Feng was crazy.

But I don't blame them, at least such a long guy really makes it impossible to guess what kind of weapon it is, a long sword... This sword is really long.

Even though Lin Feng acted strangely, no one in the Demon Shadow Clan retreated. A tall man even held a mace and directly bombarded him. With one blow, it seemed as if a huge wave was set off in the space, sweeping down , the momentum is extraordinary.

This person is indeed a Realm of Gods!
And with a powerful blow, the brunt fell on the linen bamboo in front of Lin Feng...

Clang!

A scalp-numbing sound of reciprocity came out immediately, and the people around couldn't help being stunned, only to see that huge mace turned into more than a thousand pieces of slag in an instant, and the man in the realm of the gods spurted blood After going out, he passed out directly.

It feels like swinging a sledgehammer with all your strength, but it hits a steel plate 500 meters away. It's so sour...

"I￥%&! You actually use this deity as a shield, damn it, I'm going to kill you!! I can't help it..."

The sack in Lin Feng's hand instantly shattered into powder, and then a series of glaring gods hurriedly appeared on the sword of the Holy King, but it was a pity that the great pressure of Nuo Dawei disappeared in an instant before Lin Feng rushed away, not only that, but even the sword body Can't help but become hot.

In such a situation, Lin Feng had already been mentally prepared. The sword of the Holy Monarch was imbued with formations and wills by Lian Yijian. It was absolutely impossible to backfire on him. The way for this sword to return to Lian Yijian's hands was for Lin Feng to use it on his own initiative. Three holy sword powers.

If Lin Feng hadn't practiced a sword, he wouldn't have dared to throw the sword of the sage king who claimed to be himself into the cesspit...

"Fuck, this is really a weapon, how can it be so long, the longest sword!"

"Master, elder sister, can you pay attention to other things, this sword has spirit, speaks out people's words, and claims to be the deity... I am afraid it is the soldier of the god king, or the soldier of the god emperor?"

"What is this kid doing? Although he still has a low chance of winning with this soldier in his hand, why is he rushing into the crowd without even drawing his sword?"

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(End of this chapter)