Chapter 247: The Final Battle Until Dawn

As his strength increased, the duration of the beast's heart became longer, but it could not last forever.

Lin Feng planned to fight quickly.

His punches were as fast as one another, and sometimes he even used a fighting style that would hurt both sides. He would rather be hit by a palm from the white-faced scholar than punch him.

Anyway, he had more blood than the white-faced scholar, so he would have the advantage if he exchanged injuries for injuries.

The white-faced scholar gradually fell into a disadvantage. His Ice Beauty was not well-trained. As long as he summoned Lin Feng, he would smash it as soon as possible.

Lin Feng taunted while fighting, "Are you really a congenital strongman? How come you only have these two moves?"

The white-faced scholar took a step back and held up the Gangqi shield. He did not intend to play close combat with Lin Feng.

The folding fan in the white-faced scholar's hand turned into a four or five-meter-long true qi folding fan.

Lin Feng smiled, his face full of disdain, "I can't afford to play with you!"

The white-faced scholar did not say anything, but swung the true qi folding fan and chopped it diagonally at Lin Feng's head.

Lin Feng activated the Immortal Battle Body Golden Body, and the golden light covered his body. He raised his left arm to protect his head and took the move. He rushed forward and punched the white-faced scholar's Qi shield.

Boom, boom.

No one got the upper hand this time. Lin Feng's arm was numb, and the white-faced scholar was beaten back more than ten meters. The Qi shield on his body flickered.

Lin Feng shook his arm and didn't take it seriously. With the endless blessing of the sun and the moon, the lost Qi was quickly replenished.

The lost Qi of the white-faced scholar is not so easy to replenish. Ordinary warriors must meditate and rest to restore their Qi.

The white-faced scholar jumped up suddenly, raised his folding fan and chopped it down on Lin Feng's head from more than ten meters away.

The Qi folding fan extended more than twenty meters, with countless layers.

"Take my Thousand Fold Fan."

Lin Feng frowned. This attack was as fast as lightning and had the effect of locking the enemy. He could not dodge it at all. Lin Feng drew out the two swords behind him and held them above his head, using the Yin-Yang sword technique to resist.

Just at this moment, Lin Feng felt a chill under his crotch.

He secretly said in his heart, "Oh no!" This white-faced scholar was so shady that he actually played a trick on him.

The attack below was no weaker than the attack above.

Although Lin Feng was shocked, he did not panic. He immediately used the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art of shrinking the Yang into the abdomen, and then desperately injected the true energy into the immortal golden body.

The immortal golden body swelled up like a balloon.

In just a moment, Lin Feng turned into a golden giant five or six meters tall.

Bang, bang, bang, the Thousand Fold Fan above Lin Feng's head fell down, and Lin Feng was hit and sank down. Large patches of golden light on the immortal golden body sprinkled down without money.

Lin Feng mobilized his true energy to repair himself desperately. The Thousand Fold Fan on his head was not enough to hit him once. It continued to hit him down with the force of the waves, as if there were really thousands of fans lining up to hit him.

Bang, the ice cone below rotated and pierced between Lin Feng's legs.

The ice cone drilled the immortal golden body like a drill bit, and the golden light that fell down was like a golden river.

People who didn't know it from a distance thought that the golden giant was peeing golden urine.

Although the ice cone was blocked by the immortal golden body, the cold air still penetrated into Lin Feng's body.

Fortunately, Lin Feng used the shrinking yang into the abdomen in advance, otherwise his little brother would have been frozen to death.

The white-faced scholar's eyes were full of horror. Is this really the immortal golden body? How come I have never seen such a big immortal golden body, and it can also repair itself.

The Thousand Fold Fan is the only perfect innate true skill in the white-faced scholar's hands. He used it to break through the innate.

In other words, the Thousand Fold Fan was his last resort.

The white-faced scholar gritted his teeth and continued to output his true energy. He, a congenital strong man, could still lose to him, an acquired ant.

Lin Feng felt that the white-faced scholar seemed to be intoxicated.

He began to cooperate with the acting.

He first reduced the size of the immortal golden body, giving the white-faced scholar a feeling of insufficient true energy.

The white-faced scholar really took the bait and increased the strength in his hands.

Pretending to be gritting his teeth and holding the Thousand Fold Fan, the two swords kept sinking, giving people a feeling that they were about to collapse.

The white-faced scholar continued to increase the output of true energy.

At this time, it was like two people with similar strength arm wrestling, and the final competition was endurance.

The two fought for more than a dozen breaths.

The sun slowly rose from the horizon, and a ray of sunlight shone on the two.

The bright sunlight pierced into the eyes of the white-faced scholar. He was shocked and recovered all of a sudden. This guy was a freak. He fought all night without his Qi running out. Why should he compete with him in Qi?

At this time, the white-faced scholar found that his Qi had run out.

The white-faced scholar had the idea of ​​retreating.

Just now, he used one move in the open and one in the dark. He couldn't do anything to Lin Feng. Why should he continue to fight with him? Going back to find helpers is the right answer.

Face is small, but his life is big.

If he continues to fight, his Qi will be exhausted, and he may not be able to save his life.

Thinking of this, the white-faced scholar retreated.

How could Lin Feng let him retreat? He flew over with his feet on the clouds and stabbed the white-faced scholar with a sword.

The white-faced scholar found that he couldn't dodge this sword at all.

His Thousand Fold Fan is about endless, while Lin Feng's move is an instant burst.

Lin Feng used his current strongest offensive martial art, the Sky-Breaking Sword.

The Sky-breaking Sword is not only an innate skill, but also has been enhanced to the perfect state by Lin Feng, and its power has reached the innate level.

Bang, crack.

The Sky-breaking Sword directly pierced into the protective qi of the white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar used both palms to hold the Sky-breaking Sword tightly, so that the Sky-breaking Sword did not pierce his body.

This consumed a lot of the White-faced Scholar's true qi.

Puff, the White-faced Scholar spit out a mouthful of blood and immediately disappeared from the spot.

Lin Feng was shocked. What kind of escape technique is this? It can disappear in the blink of an eye. He didn't even see which direction the White-faced Scholar fled.

Lin Feng flew up to the sky and looked down. He saw the shadows of trees on the ground, and he couldn't see anyone at all.

Lin Feng suddenly had an idea and opened the attribute panel.

As a result, he really saw someone. To be precise, he saw a moving attribute panel, which was the White-faced Scholar's.

In the northeast direction, the White-faced Scholar was running at high speed close to the ground.

The white-faced scholar was in a state of disgrace, his white robe was torn by the branches.

Lin Feng activated the Flying Fire Meteor, and in a few breaths, it reached the top of the white-faced scholar's head.

The white-faced scholar looked up and saw Lin Feng, his eyes widened.

He had just used the Blood Escape at the cost of his blood, but he was still caught by this kid.

How did he find me in such a big forest? Could it be that a blind cat met a dead mouse?

Lin Feng used the Sky-breaking Sword without saying a word.

The white-faced scholar spit out a mouthful of blood and disappeared again.

Boom, the Sky-breaking Sword hit the ground, cutting down several large trees.

This time, Lin Feng had experience, and immediately flew into the sky to check down.

This time, he found the white-faced scholar in the southwest.

Lin Feng flew to the top of the white-faced scholar's head in a few breaths.

The white-faced scholar's eyelids kept twitching, and he felt a sense of life and death crisis. Why was he caught up even though he used the Blood Escape?

Is this a coincidence?

The white-faced scholar's face turned even paler. This blood escape was a martial art passed down from the demonic path. Every time it was used, it would cause great harm to the body.

If it had not been refined to perfection, it could not be used more than three times a day.

The white-faced scholar had used the blood escape twice in a row, and his body was already in deficit.

But he had to dodge, because Lin Feng was right above his head. That terrifying sword move was about to be cut down. With his current state, he could not withstand two blows at all.

The white-faced scholar saw Lin Feng raise his hand.

The white-faced scholar's heart trembled, he gritted his teeth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and used the blood escape again.

This time the white-faced scholar made a wrong judgment. Lin Feng just wanted to scratch his head, but he didn't expect to scare the white-faced scholar away.

The white-faced scholar changed direction again this time and actually fled to the south.

Lin Feng was above the white-faced scholar again in a few breaths. Lin Feng smiled and watched the white-faced scholar running on the ground.

Seeing this, the white-faced scholar immediately knew that Lin Feng had a way to detect him. Unless his true energy was restored, it would be futile to run.

The white-faced scholar looked up at Lin Feng and said with a fist: "If Brother Lin can let me go today, I will be grateful.

And I will tell you a secret about the Dai family."