The Villain Of The Ninth Generation, The Heroine Is Collectively Blackened!

Thousands of cultivators battle son of destiny.

The battle is imminent.

Lin Feng is too tired to deal with it. Although the Cultivation Base and the combat power are stronger, the Spiritual Qi in his body is limited in the end.

soon.

The battle becomes, thousands of cultivators gang up on the son of destiny.

Although the cultivators are crazy, they still have a certain sense of reason.

They know that son of destiny is not easy to kill, so they adopt the tactics of frontal attraction and rear attack.

Thanks to "Ancient Turtle's Breathing Secret Art", sneak attack tactics are very useful.

Often, before Lin Feng noticed that someone was approaching from behind, he was poked with various spiritual tools, grinning and blood flowing. Being beaten with fists, he was dizzy and nearly fainted several times.

But after a while, Lin Feng was no longer a man.

He was already bruised.

The exposed skin was full of wounds caused by various spiritual tools, and it was devastated at a glance.

After one move pushed the cultivator back, Lin Feng gasped heavily.

Can't get angry!

"If you have the ability, go up one by one!" he shouted.

"If you have the ability, you stand and let me chop!" a cultivator countered.

"..."

Lin Feng was speechless.

"What are you fighting with a bunch of lunatics? Run away!" the old man Tianji shouted.

Lin Feng thinks about it right.

He is the son of destiny, what is he playing with a bunch of lunatics?

There are too many lunatics, he really can't kill them all, and he is indeed surrounded at this time.

But you can run away!

The issue is……

"I want to run too! But now that I am surrounded, I will be dragged down before Yukong can escape!" Lin Feng shouted in his heart.

"Let's put the ultimate move first! Push these people back and talk about it." The old man Tianji suggested.

"it is good!"

When the words fell, Lin Feng held his breath and calmed down, with red light surging in his eyes.

He is very clear.

It is extremely difficult to defeat so many cultivators at once! Only by using his newly realized one-shot killing style, can there be a reluctance to succeed!

Soon, his breath skyrocketed, and the whole person seemed to be full of murderous intent.

And just when he suddenly raised the black knife and was about to swing it down.

A strange scene has appeared!

Before he made any move, the hundreds of cultivators surrounding him retreated a hundred steps at the same time!

Be alert at a distance!

"???"

Lin Feng was stunned!

This group of lunatics must be too stubborn, right? He hasn't made a move yet, and everyone has run away!

But that's fine, at least it achieved the purpose of "repelling".

After heaving a long sigh of relief, Lin Feng wanted to cut out a knife and then ran away.

But who knows!

He just raised his hand when the group of cultivators ran back!

In an instant, he was surrounded again!

"..."

Lin Feng was speechless.

Helpless, he had to prepare to release a killer move again.

Also just raised his hand.

A group of lunatic cultivators ran away in a very tacit understanding.

As soon as he put his hand down, the group of cultivators ran back!

This cycle has continued for more than ten times!

"What are you doing?! Fight if you want to fight, and run if you want to! Don't run around, this makes me very helpless!" Lin Feng was about to cry when he was so aggrieved.

He has a feeling.

These lunatics in front of him seem to be very familiar with his moves and actions.

As soon as he made a move, people knew what he wanted to do!

And what answered him was the strange laughter of the mad cultivators.

"This is the end, only the strong man breaks his wrist! You throw the seventh-grade spirit fire, let them fight each other, and then take the opportunity to escape." Tianji old man suggested.

"what?!"

Lin Feng jumped up in shock.

The seventh-grade spirit fire that he finally got, actually let him throw it?

Isn't this funny?

Again, don't forget.

In order to refine the seventh-grade spirit fire, his original spirit fire had been robbed by others.

If he gave up the seventh-grade spirit fire at this time, then he would have no use for the spirit fire!

"Linghuo and Xiaoming, you choose! I warn you, don't try to gamble on destiny! This is the Xuanbing secret realm, there is a natural form to suppress, even if someone comes to help you, the Cultivation Base will be suppressed, the risk is too great !" said the old man Tianji.

Lin Feng felt that there was nothing wrong with these words.

But he is really reluctant!

This is an opportunity that he finally gained from under the eyes of Jiang Chen!

"Look at your worthless appearance!" The old man Tianji was anxious, "You can get another spiritual fire, but there is only one small life! Which is more important and which is more important, can't you tell?"

"..."

Lin Feng was speechless.

Seeing the crowd of mad cultivators, there was a tendency to do it again, he had to grit his teeth, took out the green bottle containing the spirit fire, and smashed it heavily on the ice!

Just hear a "bang".

The green bottle shattered, and its inner spirit fire burst out from it, hanging in the air and exuding sometimes hot, sometimes icy aura.

As the old man Tianji said.

Looking at the dangling fire, all the cultivators froze in place!

"Run now!"

The old man shouted.

heard.

Lin Feng didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately slashed out a knife, and then stepped on the knife and quickly fled.

By the time the cultivators came back to their senses, he had come far away.

"Ha ha!!"

The happiness of the rest of his life made Lin Feng laugh.

He looked back at the lunatics who were still there, and said sarcastically, "A bunch of idiots! You all came after me!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Feng felt that something was wrong.

Because even though the group of lunatics didn't chase him, they took out many round and long cylindrical objects from the spiritual ring.

When Lin Feng looked at Dingqing, he was instantly shocked!

Those long barrel objects are actually all spirit cannons!

"Fuck!"

Lin Feng blurted out.

"boom--!"

In the next second, the sound of the cannon shook the sky.

Cannonballs of various attribute spirits exploded around Lin Feng.

Lin Feng kept changing all kinds of weird poses in the air, trying to avoid it.

The effect is there.

But not much...

In no time.

Affected by the spirit cannon, the blade qi at Lin Feng's feet disintegrated, and he himself took a shot, falling from the air, and finally fell on the ice, with his feet in the sky.

All the crazy cultivators flocked to see the son of destiny, who had changed from a golden man to a black man, and laughed out loud:

"Haha, the City Lord is still wise, and lend me these spirit cannons in advance."

"These spirit cannons are the high-rank spirit cannons used to defend against foreign enemies and Demonic Beasts in Cold Realm City on weekdays. The power is really not small!"

"Lin Feng, are you continuing to run? Why did you get down?"

"Hmph, I knew you would be like this, so I'm fully prepared!"

"What now? Kill son of destiny directly?"

"son of destiny is not easy to kill, first tie it up, poke a few transparent holes in him every day, and consume his luck!"

"Yes, this is Xuan Bing's secret realm, I would like to see, who can save this son of destiny when he is suppressed in Cultivation Base!"

"It's stable! It's stable!"

"..."

These remarks are audible.

Lin Feng's body twitched, and he wanted to jump up and scold his mother.

He called out to the old man Tianji in his heart and asked him to think of a way.

"..."

Perhaps seeing that he was about to be abused again, the old man Tian Ji habitually pretended to be dead.

At this moment, Lin Feng was in despair.

He was puzzled, and roared with all his strength: "If you don't go get that seventh-grade spirit fire, why do you have to mess with me?"

"The seventh-grade spirit fire is there, and it won't run!" A cultivator replied in seconds.

"With so many of you, how do you decide to belong?" Lin Feng wanted to sow discord.

"If you let me poke a few more transparent holes in you, I am willing to give up the seventh-grade spiritual fire." Another cultivator said.

"..."

Lin Feng was completely speechless.

He wanted to ask right now!

As for?

What kind of hatred is this, what kind of hatred? !