Chapter 312 Take My Sword!

Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and said: "That's really an honor, but I don't have time to waste with you!"

He raised Zhen Yuan in his hand, and endless thunder fell from the sky. It was attracted by Zhen Yuan and smashed into Lou Zhiyi's domain.

Although Lou Zhiyi's Sword Wind Domain opened up a pure land for him, at this moment, the endless thunder was attracted and continuously attacked his domain.

At this moment, he felt like he was in the domain of another Dongxu strongman, being constantly wasted by him.

Although the sword wind field can withstand it, it will still be broken by thunder in the long run.

Nowadays, cracks have begun to appear in the field, which makes him feel distressed.

"Boy, suffer death!"

He turned into a strong wind and rushed towards Lin Fengmian. The realm moved with him, like a hurricane, sweeping in all directions.

How could Lin Fengmian be willing to let him get closer? He kept moving and dodging between the peaks.

Countless swords struck out, but they couldn't even strike his shadow, they just struck within the surrounding mountains and rivers.

With the power of the formation, he changed his appearance from time to time. Lou Zhiyi really couldn't catch up with him and couldn't help but feel very angry.

"Boy, do you think this will be fine? Let me break your formation first, and then take your life!"

He came down suddenly with the sword wind domain, covering one of the nine peaks, and opened and closed the long sword in his hand.

The bright sword light struck down, and rocks flew randomly. At the same time, the dense sword intent continued to strike at the mountain peaks, corroding the mountain body.

Lin Fengmian cursed secretly, as expected, not many of these strong men are stupid!

Luo Xue said in a deep voice: "With Ding Qiankun, he breaks into his domain, and with Nine Heavens Thunder, he breaks through his domain. If he loses his domain, he can do nothing more than that!"

Lin Fengmian hummed and used all his spiritual power to throw Zhenyuan hard.

Zhenyuan instantly transformed into a giant sword over a hundred feet long, causing countless thunderbolts to stab towards Lou Zhiyi.

"Eat my sword!"

Lou Zhiyi was not surprised but overjoyed. He laughed and rushed towards Lin Fengmian, slashing out a giant knife with his backhand.

The sword light collided with the sword light and shattered on the ground. The sword energy and sword gang were scattered in all directions.

With the power of the formation, Lin Fengmian was able to withstand the sword, thrust it into his territory, and stabbed towards him.

A huge crack was opened in Lou Zhiyi's domain. He was heartbroken and looked angrily at Lin Fengmian who fell into the domain.

"Boy, if you dare to damage my domain, you will be dead!"

Lin Fengmian fell into the domain, and his whole body was consumed by the flying sword intent all the time, and he could only constantly collide with these invisible sword intent.

Feeling the growing pressure and looking at the gradually healing gap in the field, he finally understood Luo Xue's intentions.

If he had not torn an opening himself, but fell directly into the domain, he would have been cut off from the outside formation.

This field is really domineering!

He did not dare to delay and shouted angrily: "Eight Desolate Evil Gods!"

The 30-foot-long Eight Desolate Evil Gods appeared in the formation, raising the giant sword in their hands.

"The sky thunders!"

In the rumbling sound, the nine mountain peaks collapsed instantly. The formation was drained by him, and the thunder of the entire formation was drained out in an instant.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Movement was a method of destroying this formation. At this moment, Lin Fengmian just wanted to end the battle as soon as possible and didn't care about anything else.

Endless thunder converged on Lin Fengmian in the field from all directions.

The thunder of the domain and the formation continued to wear away, and the power of the laws in the domain continued to collapse.

Lin Fengmian's eight arms of the Eight Desolate Evil Gods held Zhenyuan, sword energy surged around his body, and he said with murderous intent: "The Blood-Destroying Ten Thousand Gods Sword!"

His whole body was filled with tiny sword auras and thunder that kept returning to the sea, falling towards Lou Zhiyi like a falling meteor.

This sword was adapted from the Qingfeng Wanling Sword of the Qionghua Sect. It was originally a sword with an air of immortality.

Now, Lin Fengmian and Luo Xue have changed her into such a demonic spirit that even Supreme Qionghua will be confused if she comes to see him.

The sword energy and thunder surged around the Eight Desolate Evil Gods. His sword pierced the sky and tore apart the realm, as if he was about to kill Lou Zhiyi with one sword.

Lou Zhiyi was so angry that his eyes were split open as he watched his domain being torn apart continuously, but this was not the time to care about this.

He knew that he had underestimated the boy in front of him, so he shouted hastily: "King of Swords! Heavenly Swords!"

His body instantly expanded and transformed into a 100-foot-high heaven and earth dharma image, standing tall against the sky and the earth.

This 100-foot-long Dharma form can only be transformed when he obtains bonuses in the field. He stabs out with a giant knife that is almost as tall as himself.

The long sword and the long sword collided together, and they were constantly stalemate and consuming each other. The sword energy and the sword energy were scattered, swallowing each other.

Soon, due to the Zhenyuan level suppression in his hand and the continuous influx of thunder, the Eight Desolate Evil Gods transformed by Lin Fengmian continued to push Zhenyuan forward.

The tip of Lou Zhiyi's sword continued to collapse, countless sword energy was scattered, the blade was shattered and flew away, and the huge dharma image was trembling.

He couldn't believe it and roared unwillingly: "Impossible!"

But he didn't know that the Zhenyuan in Lin Fengmian's hand was no worse than a divine weapon in terms of sharpness.

How could he withstand a head-to-head confrontation with Lin Fengmian?

Lin Fengmian's Eight Desolate Evil Gods looked ferocious, roared, and punched the giant sword transformed by Zhen Yuan.

Zhenyuan advanced inch by inch in Lou Zhiyi's horrified eyes, and then it was like an avalanche.

Lin Fengmian's power was like breaking bamboo, and the long sword collapsed in a large area.

Lou Zhiyi roared, gathered the entire field, and shook Lin Fengmian away with all his strength.

But while Lin Fengmian flew backwards, he used the last strength of his body to throw out the sword.

One sword decides the world!

The thunder-wrapped Zhenyuan turned into a stream of light, instantly piercing through Lou Zhiyi's Dharma image.

Lou Zhiyi's Dharma image collapsed, and he held the Zhenyuan inserted in his chest with both hands, with an unbelievable look on his face.

"Boy, let's die together!"

A dark wind hole appeared on Lou Zhiyi's body, and the entire domain began to collapse.

He was the first to be sucked in instantly.

But the wind hole was not only, but also absorbing everything within the domain.

"No, this guy detonated the domain and wants to die with you!"

Lin Fengmian was powerless at this moment and couldn't move. He was about to be sucked into the wind hole.

Luo Xue was about to take action herself, but suddenly stopped.

There was a roar, and Jun Fengya and Jun Yunshang flew out on the lion roar beast, turning into a stream of light and flying towards Lin Fengmian.

When Lin Fengmian was about to be sucked into the wind hole, she opened her hands wide, hugged Lin Fengmian, and dragged him tightly.

Lin Fengmian felt that he was pressed against a soft spot, buried deep in the abyss, and almost couldn't breathe.

"Fence-sitter, run!" Jun Fengya shouted.

The Lion Roar Beast roared, flapped its wings, and kicked its four legs desperately, but it just jumped hard on the spot.

Jun Yunshang also stretched out her hand and hugged Lin Fengmian's waist tightly to prevent him from being pulled away by the strong wind.

The three people were surrounded by a whistling wind, and countless flying sand and rocks were sucked in, like a sharp blade, passing through everyone.

The Lion Roar Beast's wings were about to break, and its hair was pulled straight, but it still couldn't escape.