Chapter 320 Almost!

Looking at his own field that was growing well, Lin Fengmian asked proudly: "Luo Xue, is my field almost catching up with yours?"

"Well..., almost, almost." Luo Xue's tone was very subtle.

"Almost? How big is your field?" Lin Fengmian broke the casserole and asked.

Luo Xue said with some embarrassment: "Nine hundred and ninety-nine point ninety-nine, almost a thousand feet."

Luo Xue used her humble words to blow Lin Fengmian to pieces, and he who was so confident just now suddenly shut himself up.

Sure enough, it’s just shy of 100 million points!

Jiuweiji, Luo Xue's domain has already reached the theoretical limit of the Dongxu Realm.

No wonder she didn't want Dao Jing, it turned out that he was already at the max level.

Lin Fengmian shook his head helplessly, holding the Zhenyuan in his hand and asked: "Luo Xue, will this Zhenyuan reveal your identity?"

The opponents she had encountered before were all weaker than Luo Xue, and Luo Xue's cover-up of Zhen Yuan was able to hide it from them.

But now that they enter Junyan City, the battle to enter the city must be the focus of everyone's attention.

Even if Holy Emperor Lingtian doesn't come in person, he will probably use other means to watch.

At that time, it is still unknown whether Zhenyuan can still hide it from the Holy Emperor Lingtian.

Luo Xue pondered for a moment and then said: "Don't worry, Master didn't let me come out very often. Zhenyuan hasn't appeared in front of the world a few times."

"And after injecting your Evil Emperor Art into this sword, it became very strange. The aura is different from before, and it's not that easy to recognize."

Lin Fengmian looked at Zhenyuan, who was now evil-minded, with a strange expression.

When Zhenyuan is paired with the Evil Emperor's Art, the aura is indeed different from before, and it fits perfectly, as if it should have been paired with the Evil Emperor's Art.

This sword can enter that mysterious space, and the Evil Emperor Technique is also in it. The two may really be matched.

Moreover, even if Holy Emperor Lingtian saw through the disguise, it would be time to fight against the two of them.

If the two of them succeed, he won't have a chance to tell anyone.

After all, dead people cannot speak.

If it fails, it might be a good thing to reveal your identity.

The other party would not hurt Luo Xue's life because of his status as Luo Xue's supreme disciple.

As a supreme disciple, even if someone slaps you in the face, you have to be patient.

Unless you really have the courage to offend a Supreme Being and bear His wrath.

This is a very realistic worldly thing, even in the world of immortality.

"Then will our aura leave you with a flaw?" Lin Fengmian asked.

"You can rest assured about this. The aura of our souls now is very strange. It is an aura that has never been seen before."

Luo Xue said strangely: "This breath doesn't look like you, nor does it look like me. It looks like a fusion of you and me."

Lin Fengmian suddenly laughed and said, "Then I feel relieved."

Luo Xue hummed and said, "We are about to arrive at King's Landing. I have to take the Lingxu Pill, otherwise it will be too late."

"How about we wait until we enter the city before eating?" Lin Fengmian asked hesitantly.

Luo Xue refused: "No, if you break through half a step of sainthood, the Taoist rhyme will spread."

"If you take other Lingxu Pills at that time, you will have two Daoyuns, and it will be easy for Lingtian Holy Emperor to find something wrong."

Lin Fengmian could only nod and said: "That's all."

Luo Xue took over the body, took out a golden elixir from the storage ring, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The golden Dao Yun was flying around her body, but she was controlled within one foot of her body to avoid making too much movement and disturbing other people.

But this magical Taoist rhyme still spread out, but only Fan Qiongyin, who was in the Dongxu realm, could detect it.

Fan Qiongyin was brainwashing Jun Fengya, but suddenly his expression changed slightly and he looked towards where Lin Fengmian was.

"What kind of fluctuation is this? Why do I feel so frightened, as if I'm facing the Holy Emperor?"

She didn't even know, and Jun Fengya didn't even know.

"Is Mr. Ye practicing any skills?"

Fan Qiongyin couldn't help but sigh: "Young people are scary, Fengya, you have to seize the opportunity."

Jun Fengya felt her head buzzing and nodded like garlic: "I know, I know."

After half a day, the mysterious fluctuation that had lasted for a long time stopped.

In the place of retreat, Luo Xue slowly opened her eyes, the blue light flashed in her eyes, and then returned to calm.

She shook hands and chuckled: "Is this the magical power of the saint? It is indeed miraculous."

After being promoted to half-step saint, she gained some of the saint's magical powers and abilities.

This is the power that transcends Dongxu.

Lin Fengmian breathed a long sigh of relief and became more determined.

He must help Luo Xue kill a swordsman saint within a month, otherwise Luo Xue will be locked in the realm of half-step saint forever.

This is the rule of heaven and earth. If you want to make a breakthrough, you must seize the opportunity and do not wait until the time comes.

As a Taoist, talent is important, but luck is even more important.

So in the following time, Fan Qiongyin was pestered by Lin Fengmian to practice her skills day and night, and her whole body became a little thinner.

Under Luo Xue's guidance and Fan Qiongyin's no-hidden tricks, Lin Fengmian made rapid progress.

Lin Fengmian knew that the opportunity was rare, and if Fan Qiongyin hadn't expected him to lead Jun Fengya into the city, he wouldn't have been so careful.

Although he is greedy for money, lustful, greedy for life and afraid of death, he also knows when to go all out and when to fight desperately.

He can't take away his body, his cultivation, or his status, and he can't keep them either.

Without the strength to match the status, women, status, and honor cannot be maintained at all.

Even if someone recognizes him a thousand years later, he will only be killed with one sword.

And these precious training and combat experiences are the only treasures he can bring back to the future.

He knows that such opportunities are rare, so he races against time, fearing that he will waste a minute or a second.

Lin Fengmian is not a genius, but his talent in actual combat is indeed extremely rare.

When Fan Qiongyin fought with him, she was shocked by his progress, and Jun Fengya and her sister were even more shocked.

The combat talent shown by this guy is outrageous.

He is like a puppet without emotions. Once he makes a mistake, it will never happen again.

Later, although neither of them took real action, Fan Qiongyin could no longer calmly deal with his attack.

Seeing that Junlin City was about to arrive, Lin Fengmian reluctantly let go of Fan Qiongyin, who was half exhausted.

His reluctant look like parting with a lover made Fan Qiongyin shudder.

It turns out that a good woman is afraid of being entangled by a man, and she will never deceive me!

Half an hour later, the four stood at the bow and looked at the majestic imperial city in the distance.

Lin Fengmian smiled and said, "I wonder what Jun Chengye has prepared for us?"

Fan Qiongyin looked at Lin Fengmian and asked curiously, "Sir, are you sure?"

Lin Fengmian pondered for a moment and said, "That depends on how many masters he has gathered during this period of time."

"If it's two to two, I'm sure. If it's three to two, I can only take the two of them in alone."

He didn't say another word.

If it's four to two, then he can only be unethical and switch to another number.