Chapter 215 Talking to the Dead, How Unlucky Is That?

Lin Fengmian also felt the murderous aura coming from the other party, which made him feel a pressure.

He used to think that this thing was just a metaphysics. There was no murderous intent, just stupidity, right?

But after meeting this man, he discovered that he really had murderous intent.

The other party just stood there, making people shudder, as if they had seen some savage beast.

So without saying a word, he took out the top-quality soul-leaving pill and swallowed it in his belly, and then slowly moved forward.

Out of body state?

If you can't beat me, I'll join!

Zhang Biao glanced at several people in the team, and then his eyes fell on the unfamiliar face Lin Fengmian. His expression looked gloomy and full of murderous intent.

"Is this young master the Taoist wizard who passed several levels in just a few days?" Zhang Biao's voice had a hint of coldness.

Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and responded calmly: "It's me, what do you do for me?"

Zhang Biao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he asked unceremoniously: "Did you kill my men?"

Lin Fengmian did not hide it, nodded and said: "You mean those garbage, I was indeed the one who killed them, what's wrong?"

"How brave. I heard that your kid broke through two realms in a few days. I wonder if you have the ability to break through another realm?" Zhang Biao asked with a sneer, provocation in his tone.

Lin Fengmian laughed dumbly, shook his head and said truthfully: "Now? That's a bit difficult."

Zhang Biao laughed ferociously, he had already expected this answer, and he would not let Lin Fengmian off easily.

"Hard? Then you die!" Zhang Biao waved his hand, and six people flew out from behind and rushed toward Lin Fengmian.

These six people are all at the peak of Nascent Soul cultivation, and their auras are connected as one. Their strength is far different from those Lin Fengmian killed before, and they are extremely powerful.

The six people seemed to be one body, their movements were extremely fast, and they instantly fell into position to surround Lin Fengmian.

They had a clear division of labor and stepped in different directions, trapping Lin Fengmian in a strange formation.

Immediately, the fog was dense in all directions, and only the fog in front of me could be seen, and the outside world was completely invisible.

Lin Fengmian quickly rose into the sky, but the surroundings were still filled with fog, making it impossible to discern the direction. A dense darkness enveloped him.

The silence and the oppressive feeling of the fog in the array enveloped him, creating huge psychological pressure.

"Be careful, this is a formation!" Luo Xue reminded at the right time.

Lin Fengmian couldn't help but pay attention. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed and turned into a sword shadow to protect his whole body.

This black mist can block his spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness cannot sense where the enemy is.

Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him. Lin Fengmian moved his hands together, and several sword shadows appeared behind him, blocking the enemy's blow.

At this moment, a grimace quickly enlarged in front of him, but another enemy's knife struck him from the front.

Another person stretched out his claws from under his feet to grab him. Lin Fengmian quickly used his lotus shield, and a lotus made of sword light quickly closed.

The bright sword light surrounded him and blocked both attacks.

He did not fly around, but stopped quietly, calmly dealing with the elusive enemy.

The six monks had a perfect tacit understanding and a clear division of labor. Some were controlling from a distance, some were fighting in close quarters, and some were supporting with magic.

They are hidden in the black mist, and together with the virtual and real ghosts, they suddenly jump out like poisonous snakes from time to time, making it difficult for people to guard against.

There were bursts of eerie laughter in the black mist, and it was difficult to tell the direction, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Boy, you will be unlucky if you meet us, the Six Ghosts of Wushan."

"Hey, Third Brother, why bother talking to the dead? How unlucky is that?"

Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and said, "It's a bit unlucky!"

He keenly found one of the enemies attacking with arrows and shouted: "Death!"

The long sword turned into a big sword about ten feet long, and with the force of splitting the Huashan Mountain, it turned into a stream of light and slashed towards the man, trying to kill him under the sword.

The man stood with his bow drawn, and with a gesture in his hand, he suddenly transformed into the strong man in the team holding a giant shield.

The strong man grinned and said, "Boy, you have some skills!"

He smashed the shield down, and the shield quickly expanded in his hand, and he took the blow forcefully.

"Transformation? Is this okay?" Lin Fengmian asked in shock.

He tried several times in succession, but these people could always change positions at the critical moment, causing his long-prepared attack to fail.

Lin Fengmian had to deal with their elusive attacks and spent a lot of spiritual power to summon illusory sword shadows outside his body to wrap around him, forming a solid layer of sword energy protection.

Time seemed to be stretched out in this darkness, and every second seemed long and depressing.

In the outside world, Zhang Biao smiled slightly as he watched Lin Fengmian being shrouded in mist.

In his eyes, Lin Fengmian was already a dead person, and he slowly walked to Jun Yunshang.

He said politely: "Your Highness Sixteenth, please come with me. His Highness Jue Li is waiting for you."

Mr. Huang, who was beside Jun Yunshang, couldn't help but stood in front of her and said coldly: "While I'm here, you can't even think of touching His Highness."

Zhang Biao shook his head and said: "Huang Gongwang, if you were in your heyday, I would still be jealous of you. What can you do to stop me now?"

Huang Gongwang said in a deep voice: "Stop it with your life!"

Zhang Biao laughed ferociously and said: "Okay, then I will accept your life."

He walked forward step by step. At this moment, a scream came from the mist in the distance.

Both sides' attention was drawn to it, only to see the mist expand rapidly and then roll up.

The dazzling sword light shot out in all directions, and the sharp sword energy stung everyone, making everyone's hair stand on end.

In the formation, Lin Fengmian smiled slightly. He had already figured out the movement patterns of these six people and did not intend to waste time with them.

Although the six people could change their shapes and shadows, they could change to the most capable person to bear the damage to restrain themselves.

In this case, just attack indiscriminately. He stabbed down with a sword and shouted: "Sword Flow Reverse Waterfall!"

Endless sword energy flowed down along the sword body, and then spread out, covering the entire formation.

Like a small fish swimming, the sword energy surged from below, quickly shuttled in the black fog, and attacked all enemies indiscriminately.

One after another, the illusory ghost shadows were shattered, and the sword light continued to stab towards the Wushan Six Ghosts, forcing them to fight back.

The six people were in a hurry to deal with the endless sword light, and they couldn't help but panic.

It's not that no one has thought of this trick in the past, but few people can have such a large-scale attack method at this level.

Even if there is such a large range, it is impossible to have such power. This is the first time they have encountered such a terrible enemy.

Lin Fengmian just learned this move from Luo Xue. This technique requires a lot of true energy, but it is the most brutal way to break the law with force.

The ghost shadow technique of the Wushan Six Ghosts lost its advantage under Lin Fengmian's indiscriminate attack, and soon one of the sorcerers was in danger.