Chapter 1129: Feng Escapes in Panic
Lin Yuan had not recovered all his true qi at this moment, and he had no way to use that amazing God-slaying attack.
He could only rely on the flying sword. Fortunately, the flying sword did not need true qi to drive it, but mental power, and Lin Yuan's mental power was now extremely huge and inexhaustible.
The flying sword was extremely fast and went directly to Feng's vitals.
Feng had learned from the previous lesson, so he did not dare to underestimate the enemy again, knowing that the weapons used by this person were extraordinary.
He immediately activated his true qi and prepared to interfere with Lin Yuan's control of the flying sword.
The flying sword, as a weapon, is also related to the cultivation level of each person. If the cultivators have high cultivation, they can directly interfere with or erase the marks left by people with low cultivation.
Relying on his own cultivation, Feng was ready to immediately erase the mark left by Lin Yuan in the flying sword.
But he was shocked to find that no matter how he used the true qi to influence it, it was useless.
The flying sword actually went forward without hesitation, directly ignoring the true qi he released.
Lin Yuan injected his mental power frantically, and the flying sword was like a meteor, extremely fast.
This time Feng miscalculated again, and he began to be shocked at this moment. He didn't understand why this flying sword was so evil, and his true qi couldn't interfere with it.
In an instant, the flying sword was still in front of him, and Feng immediately switched from offense to defense, and the protective true qi immediately formed a thick shield in front of him.
And the next moment was the moment that really shocked Feng, the flying sword directly passed through Feng's protective true qi and pierced his palm.
Blood spurted out, and he felt pain. He drew out the sword at his waist and entangled with the flying sword.
Feng was angry in his heart, and at the same time felt extremely aggrieved, but he still shouted: "Boy, it is your honor in this life to let you use weapons to fight with you."
When Lin Yuan saw this familiar scene, Ao's figure appeared in his mind.
He taunted, "You sea monsters are all so talkative?"
"Kill if you want to kill, fight if you want to fight, why bother talking so much?"
Feng's hands were bleeding at the moment, and he felt so aggrieved that he couldn't describe it. He didn't expect Lin Yuan to be so rampant, which made him very depressed.
His determination to kill Lin Yuan was stronger than anyone else in the world.
Feng repeatedly waved his sword at Lin Yuan. A sword that could allow a person in the late stage of illusion to be a personal sword was not an ordinary thing.
Waves of swords exploded in the air, but they were all far away and could not affect Lin Yuan at all.
The flying stone sword tightly wrapped around Feng like a poisonous snake, and the attack was unexpected, attacking from all tricky angles.
Feng now knew clearly why Lin Yuan could be so fearless. It turned out that this flying sword gave him enough confidence.
Feng had been waiting. He knew that he needed to use his true energy to activate the Ci Shen Bing, which would inevitably consume a lot of true energy. In addition, Lin Yuan had used that shocking slash before, so he must have been exhausted now.
Lin Yuan also knew that Feng was currently consuming his true qi. When his true qi was exhausted, it would be easy for him to kill him.
But think about it, Lin Yuan was facing an opponent who was one level higher than him. It was too shocking that he could force the opponent to this extent.
In fact, Lin Yuan was still frantically recovering his vitality, preparing to accumulate strength again to give this old thief a heavy blow.
He cursed: "Old bastard, you are so shameless. You are one level higher than me, but you actually use this method to consume my true qi to fight me. I guess you have no face since the day you were born, right?"
Hearing this, Feng's face turned red, and he suddenly felt a little angry. He also complained in his heart. Although he had this idea, he was now ruthlessly exposed by Lin Yuan, which made him somewhat embarrassed.
But on the other hand, he had to deal with this difficult flying sword. He actually began to hope that Lin Yuan would consume his true qi as soon as possible. This flying sword must be taken after killing Lin Yuan.
And that amazing sword, after all, the wound is still painful.
He began to think that after killing Lin Yuan, he would also kill all the people who saw him in such a miserable state today, otherwise he would be ridiculed if the news got out.
But he was still very afraid of the Nuwa clan in his heart. After all, their predecessors who were practicing and traveling outside were still very powerful, and he didn't want to provoke them from the bottom of his heart.
The Nuwa clan had a powerful secret method, that is, the clan leader could leave an indelible mark on the person, and that mark was like a shadow, and anyone from the Nuwa clan would recognize it. Those Nuwa clan members who were traveling outside would start hunting and killing when they saw this mark, no matter where they were.
However, this secret method can only be used when it affects the life of the clan leader or the whole clan is in danger.
If they kill the Nuwa clan predecessors with this mark, their cultivation will also get a breakthrough, so they will definitely chase and kill them to the end.
At this moment, his body was full of purple, and he looked at Feng who was entangled by the flying sword in the air, and his heart began to calm down.
She knew that Lin Yuan still had a killer move, and Feng couldn't get rid of the flying sword for a while.
At this moment, she heard a gentle voice in her ears.
"Zi, are you okay? I will come to you as soon as I kill this old thief."
Zi was touched. At this moment, when she was fighting against the enemy, Lin Yuan actually had time to care about her. She felt inexplicably touched.
She replied: "I'm fine, you concentrate on fighting. The enemy is strong, don't be distracted."
After hearing this, Lin Yuan didn't say anything, and immediately increased the speed of the flying sword, making it even more difficult for Feng to resist.
Feng felt that the flying sword was getting faster and faster, and it was faster and faster than Zheng Zheng.
How could he know that Lin Yuan was not using true qi, but mental power.
This mysterious ability was beyond his reach.
But he would not have thought that the flying sword driven by mental power would consume a lot of energy.
But Lin Yuan's mental power was very huge, so such consumption was nothing to him.
He faintly felt the murderous intent coming from Lin Yuan, which actually made him feel a chill behind his back.
Feng couldn't understand why Lin Yuan had an endless supply of true qi, but the next moment, a sentence exploded in his ears.
"Old thief, die! Kill the god with a sword!"
Feng was also a ruthless person. He knew what was important and what was not. He immediately ignored the flying swords around him and let them pass through his body, leaving blood splashing everywhere.
He held the sword in his hand and defended with all his strength.
Feng Neng could clearly feel the power of this knife. He was very shocked and said in his heart: "You may, absolutely not. How can he have such a powerful knife in his current realm?"
Feng took this knife. He knew that if he hadn't taken this knife, he would not have cut off an arm today.
Lin Yuan was a little out of breath at this moment. He was tired, too tired.
He felt like he was being drained. He didn't expect that this situation would occur after using the second consecutive God-Slaying Knife.
Feng was no longer interested in fighting. Knowing that he couldn't kill this man today, he retreated again and again.
Finally, he flew out of Lin Yuan's sight in a mess, and the flying sword could no longer be controlled after reaching a certain distance.