Global source gas evolution

Chapter 212
"Mu Yi is here to help!"

The leader's words shocked the other three battle circles, and they couldn't help but look at Lin Feng.

Especially Mu Yi, he looked at his boss with doubts and surprise.

Mu Yi knew in his heart that their boss was the strongest in the Withered Leaf Tribe team, but his strength was second only to the boss Mu Shi in the team.

However, now the boss, Mu Shi, is calling him over to help. Doesn't this mean that the young man on the other side can challenge the two strongest fighters in their tribe by himself?With this level of strength, one can break into the Xuan-level spirit peak alone, and there is still a certain chance of winning.

The most important thing is that the boss, Mu Shi, has a helper with the nine levels of Qi, and Mu Shi is not fighting Lin Feng alone.

"Why are you standing there? Come here!" Mu Shi's voice was full of anxiety.

"it is good."

Although Mu Yi was puzzled, he also heard from the voice of the boss Mu Shi that the situation was urgent. He immediately left the wooden lion and went to Lin Feng's battle group.

The conversation between Mu Shi and Mu Yi was extremely short, but in this extremely short period of time, Lin Feng had already killed the Ninth Level Qi Na Qi Practitioner.

"Hmph." The Ninth Level of Qi Na Qi cultivator turned cold and kicked out. He felt that Lin Feng was too arrogant. Could it be that he wanted to defeat him within two or three moves?

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

Lin Feng's eyes were cold, his body was like a dragon, his fingers were bent into claws, he dodged the opponent's foot, approached the opponent at an incredible speed, and locked the opponent's throat.

The practitioner of the ninth level of Naqi wanted to struggle, but when he saw Lin Feng's cold eyes, he immediately stopped struggling. From Lin Feng's eyes, he felt the killing intent that made him shiver.

He suddenly realized that Lin Feng wanted to kill him, but limited by the rules, he didn't kill him.

"Hmph." Lin Feng snorted coldly, withdrew his palm, then bent his elbow and pushed it out, hitting the heart of this practitioner of the ninth level of Qi.

"puff."

The Ninth Level Naqi Practitioner spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale in an instant. The force of Lin Feng's elbow pierced through the sternum and hit his heart directly, and his heart had already been injured by Lin Feng.

Although he didn't die, his injuries were already extremely serious. He couldn't exert any more force until his heart was healed, otherwise his heart would burst directly because it couldn't bear the force.

At this moment, the spirit of this Ninth Level Naqi practitioner was a little depressed. Lin Feng did as he thought, did not deal with him within two or three moves, but subdued him within one move.

Moreover, it was because Lin Feng stopped in the end that he saved his life.

"Damn it!" Mu Shi, the leader of the Dead Leaf Tribe, had an ugly expression on his face, and within just a few words, Lin Feng crippled their helper at the ninth level of energy.

After Mu Yi saw Lin Feng destroying his teammates at the same level with one move, the doubts about Mu Shi in his heart disappeared. At the same time, he also thought of a very serious problem. It is really possible that their Dead Leaf tribe will have a round trip. And the odds are not small.

And after the wooden lion lost one opponent, he who had a slight advantage at first, immediately turned to press the opponent to fight, and it was only a matter of time before he won.

Even though the battle group of Mu Ning and another Naqi [-]th-layer member is still at a disadvantage, their morale has greatly increased. Mu Ning and the others use defense instead of offense.
If Lin Feng and the others increase their burden, the balance of victory will slowly tilt towards them.

"Good job!" Although Mu Ping is already the leader, he has experienced many things, and his mind is considered calm, but when he saw Lin Feng cleanly destroying several opponents in a row, he still couldn't control his excitement.

"This Mu Feng's skills are really powerful. He can destroy opponents of the same level so quickly, and the skills he used played a big role." Mu Tuo said.

"His skills are indeed powerful, most of which he got from the Black Flame Tribe. The Black Flame Tribe is notorious. There are many people who hate people in it, but there are also many people with real skills in their hands." Mu Ping explained.

"In just a few minutes, he actually turned the disadvantaged situation back, and even took the advantage. Father, our tribe has found a treasure." Mu Tuo was very excited. Lin Feng was recruited by him, and he has made a great contribution.

"We must find a way to keep him, he will definitely be a strong general of our Chiri tribe!" Mu Ping said seriously.

"Join hands!" Mu Shi no longer wanted to fight Lin Feng alone, he only hoped that after joining hands with Mu Yi, he could suppress Lin Feng.

Bang bang bang.

Mu Shi and Mu Yi fought at the same time, fighting with Lin Feng.

The fists and palms of both sides are intertwined, and the moves are directed at the vital points. The transition between offense and defense is extremely dangerous. Even a slight mistake will make one side completely passive.

"It didn't have an advantage."

Mu Shi and Mu Yi's faces were extremely ugly. They were the two people who ranked first and second in strength among the participants of the Dead Leaf Tribe.

However, under the cooperation of the two of them, Lin Feng did not fall into a disadvantage.

At this time, Lin Feng's expression was calm, facing the siege of Mu and Shi, he either dodged, or relieved his strength, or directly confronted him, seeming to be able to handle it with ease.

If you observe carefully, you will find that Lin Feng has not even messed up his clothes since the beginning of the war.

"Huh." Mu Yi let out a long breath, and looked at Lin Feng incredulously, his palms trembling slightly.

"Death!" Mu Shi was a little anxious, and the result of this stalemate would be extremely unfavorable to them.

With a ferocious look on Mu Shi's face, he raised his palm covered with strong source power, and slapped Lin Feng's chest fiercely with a fierce palm style.

Seeing this, Mu Yi had no choice but to grit his teeth, but his arms were numb from Lin Feng's kick, and he couldn't use his strength, so he could only jump up into the air and kick towards Lin Fengfei.

"Humph."

Seeing this, Lin Feng snorted coldly, and didn't show any sign of backing down, as if he wanted to resist the attacks from two different directions.

After Mu and Shi saw this scene, their hearts tightened. They had confronted Lin Feng head-on just now. Lin Feng's physical strength and strength made them extremely afraid.

In an instant, Mu Yi's flying kick had already reached Lin Feng, and Mu Shi's palm was about to fall.

At that critical moment, Lin Feng finally moved. He stretched out a hand and stretched it towards Mu Yi, as if he wanted to harden Mu Yi's flying leg.

Seeing this, Mu Yi was overjoyed, and Lin Feng made a move to be tough with him, which meant that Lin Feng would be slapped by Mu Shi.

Mu Yi had personally experienced Mu Shi's iron palm, and he felt that Lin Feng would definitely be injured by Mu Shi's palm, and their victory was coming.

However, Mu Yi also knew how strong Lin Feng was, and he was ready to be beaten by Lin Feng until his legs and feet became numb.

Mu Shi also saw Lin Feng's movements, so he couldn't help but increase his strength, pouring almost all of his source power into his palm, the source power on his palm became more intense, and the palm wind became more and more fierce.

He felt that Mu Yihe's head-on challenge was an opportunity, and he wanted to seize this opportunity to directly hit Lin Feng severely.

The next moment, something that shocked Mu Shi happened, Lin Feng's outstretched palm actually directly grabbed Mu Yi's ankle.

(End of this chapter)