Gao Wu Arrives

The fate of this man was already doomed, Lin Feng rushed forward, his middle door opened wide, and he couldn't react at all. He was hit by the crystal clear purple dragon corpse. Thunder followed the iron armor into the interior, and he screamed all of a sudden.

"I'm killing you!" He roared, and then waved the silver fan and slashed towards Lin Feng.

But Lin Feng also left after sticking, not in love with war, and let his attack fall in the open again.

Then, what happened to this person was that the old Fucheng who had just disappeared reappeared, still a snow-white senhan hand knife, like a heavenly guillotine, and once again slashed at the back of his neck.

"Crack!" This time, the man's neck vibrated violently, and most of his bones were broken.

He quickly raised his hand, grabbed his neck, stabilized his injury, and kept his head from falling.

But this is destined to be useless.

In the next few rounds, Lin Feng, Fucheng, An Long, and Jiang Ji shot one after another, all with one blow, but within a dozen breaths, this person was exhausted and lost the power to resist.

In the end, Lin Feng slashed to the back of the neck with a knife and cut him on the head.

The blood mist is permeated in the Qingwu Sea, and the smell is full of blood. But Lin Feng and others did not have any sympathy.

The four stood in front of the man's body wrapped in broken iron armor, silent.

After a while, Lin Feng put away the Qiankun bag and the most important silver fan.

"This sacred artifact is handy, it's gratifying and congratulations." Lin Feng said, "but they lost such a sacred artifact, I believe they will not stop."

An impeccable sacred artifact is extremely important to any sect.

The reason why this person died was not that the sacred instrument was not powerful, but that it did not exert the power of the sacred instrument at all. His strength is insufficient, and he must rely on external forces. If he were in his own sect, with the help of the mountain guard to fully activate the sacred artifacts, it would be very terrifying, even facing a supreme holy realm, it would be able to fight for a long time.

And in the most holy realm, no creature can hold it.

"Let them come!" The old man Fucheng had a calm expression, but his words were sonorous and powerful.

Lin Feng nodded, and felt quite relaxed. Today's Funiu Mountains are no longer what they used to be.

After the innate human race came out of the cave, they brought a lot of things they lacked, including a formation. Now in the Funiu Mountains, Wu Qingfeng is no longer alone in setting up the formation.

Believe that, as short as three to five years, and as long as ten years, the formation of the Funiu Mountains can be achieved. At that time, even a few saints will not be afraid to come.

"Go on to the next one!"

At this point, it is still very early to end, and there is a new battle waiting behind.

The old man Fu Cheng slightly closed his eyes and sensed it, and then flicked his sleeves, leading Lin Feng and the three of them to move directly, and appeared in another place inside the Shending.

In front of the person who fled earlier.

"It seems that Lin Jiannan has been killed by you..." After seeing the four of Lin Feng, this person suddenly smiled miserably.

Lin Feng was silent, the "Lin Jiannan" that the other party said should be the one they just killed. Lin Feng didn't know which sect the opponent came from, but he thought that such characters, even in the area where they are located, are not unknown people.

The person in front of him was not too sentimental, his eyes soon became sharp and crazy, and he roared, "Come on!"

He was holding a golden short halberd, which was the supreme holy artifact made of real gold with Dao-patterns. After being activated, the golden light suddenly flourished.