Galaxy Shattering Blade Chapter 464: It’s in trouble

Familiar armor, familiar sword mark.

For the Xiaoxiang Sword School, Lin Feng's memory is clear, but since he came to Nie Xing, Xiaoxiang Sword School has been entangled with him. Rather than being the Lanyue clan on that day, it was better to say that Lan Yu was blaming him, including Lan Yinjian, a swordsman from the Xiaoxiang sword school.

There are dozens of people, and now they are coming.

"It's him!" Lin Feng looked at the Xiaoxiang Jianpai people, one of whom was quite familiar with the face. It was the woman who had stopped herself at the gate before. But this time it wasn't him who led it, but a middle-aged man in Jianyi and Qingpao. Jianmei was proud and imposing.

"Fetal week." Lin Feng flashed across the light.

Looking towards the end of the Xiaoxiang sword faction team, Lin Feng’s heart sank at once, and his back was cold.

The familiar faces are all here.

On the day of Xiaoxiang Lake, more than one disciple of the cyclone who had fought with himself once came. Lan Yu, Lan Peng Peng, and Lan Yinjian are dead, and only those few disciples of Xiaoxiang Jianpai who are able to perceive their breath at the moment.

Trouble, big.

...

"Today is my ceremony of the evil wind hall, and you don't know why you are here?" Sect Master Xiefeng was unhappy.

It’s hard to swallow anybody else.

But the Xiaoxiang Sword School is after all the tyrant of Changyang Mountain City. The evil wind lord can’t be offended too much, including Lu Qing, the sword of the same youth, and one of the 13 swords of Xiaoxiang, whose strength is not inferior to him.

"Nothing, just want to pay tribute to the windward ceremony of your school." Lu Qing lied and blushed, and gave a haha ​​to the evil wind lord: "The lord doesn't need to pay attention to us. I continue the ceremony, I promise not Impact."

Looking, Lu Qing raised his hands gently.

The disciples behind him received the signal. Scattered one by one and walked towards the outermost part of the crowd, breathing out and began to search.

"Qingtong Sword, will you overdo it a little bit!" Sovereign Evil Wind suppresses his anger.

As the suzerain. With all the disciples present, Qing Tong Jian Lu Qing did so, as if he had nothing to see.

"The Sect Master's remarks are too heavy." Lu Qingpi smiled and smiled slowly, delaying the time: "This school and Xiefengtang always respect each other and are friendly. How come the word is too much? Just Lu A curious noble school's windward ceremony, therefore came to visit."

......

Fight against each other.

Lin Feng’s heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He is in a dilemma now and is in a dilemma. Looking at the Xiaoxiang Jianpai disciples, looking for a breath. I knew that today's things are hard to do. The only hope is that the evil wind sect master can drive the Xiaoxiang swords to send everyone down the mountain, but now it seems...

Not possible.

The other party doesn't care about the evil wind lord.

But also, the Xiaoxiang Sword School is the third sword of Dongningzhou, ranking No. 153 on the 33rd Continent, and has branches in more than ten nearby cities. It is Changyang Mountain City. In comparison, the Xiefengtang, which ranks a thousand, is not worth mentioning at all.

"Once it is discovered. Xiefengtang cannot protect me, nor will it protect me." Lin Feng is very clear.

Even if you become a new style disciple, no matter how high your potential is, Xiefengtang will not offend Xiaoxiang Sword School for yourself. Lin Feng quickly swept around, and dozens of disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sword School had scattered to find it. The swordsman in Tsing Yi dragged the evil wind master over there. There was a sentence without a word.

It's the same as in the slave farm, in the magic capital Wiener.

For now. I can only rely on myself!

Run away!

There is no second way to go.

But there is something that must be done before escaping. Otherwise, if you can't get rid of the chasing soldiers at all, if you attract the stronger swordsmen of the Xiaoxiang sword faction, you will certainly die.

"Tread!"

Lin Feng leaped from the competition ring.

At this time, the disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sword School are searching from the outermost circle. The ring is located in the center of the circle, but they are not noticed. In fact, only Lin Feng and Wang Hui were on the competition stage. The figure flashed, Lin Feng went directly to the lord of the evil wind.

"Huh?" The angry sect master looked a little surprised.

The guardian of the East Evil next to him is unknown, so as for Qing Tong Jian Lu Qing, he didn’t recognize Lin Feng at all, and he was surprised. It was a bit behind him, and had a relationship with Lin Feng. His eyes flickered, quite surprised.

"Lin Feng, you..." East evil protector just started.

The land was interrupted by Lin Feng directly, and said: "Sect Master, Feng Feng, a disciple of fresh wind, there is an unsolicited invitation."

Evil Wind Sect Master's brows are slightly clustered: "Say!"

Lin Feng looked indifferent, turned halfway, and looked at Qingtong Sword Lu Qing, fell on Bo Cui, and his eyes were full of war: "Xiaoxiang sword faction is too deceiving, and he came to the door to provoke provocation. The younger generation is willing to challenge this Xiaoxiang sword faction disciple. , Compete!"

Zheng!

Lin Fengjiu's Thunder Knife is out of the sheath and his eyes are cold.

Fighting all over!

"Challenge me!?" Biao Yiyi stunned, sneered in sorrow, his eyes full of disdain: "It's up to you?" Lin Feng's strength was clear to him. When he stopped at the city gate that day, the intensity of the breath was only Fifth order during the cyclone period.

With his strength of the ninth order in the Qiyun period, he wants to kill Lin Feng...

Effortlessly.

"Oh?" Qing Tong Jian Lu Qing is also hesitated.

Looking down at Bau Chui, the latter’s eyes signaled that Lu Qing couldn’t help but smile, he couldn’t help but delay some time: “Since Xiefeng Tang has such an elegant, Bau Chui, you will give pointers to this little brother, just I don’t know Xiefengtang..." Lu Qing looked at Xiefeng Sect Master with a smile.

"I agree." Sect Master Xiefeng looked cold.

In this case, he can’t refuse it anymore, because now it’s hard to ride a tiger.

"Okay, okay!" Qingtong sword Lu Qing laughed.

Bui Cui also smiled sternly. The dark green scabbard lay like a poisonous snake. He pulled out the sword directly with a loud voice: "Come on, I let you attack." Too lazy to move, full of confidence.

Exactly!

Lin Feng’s double pupil flashes.

The Jiuyou Thunder Knife made a sonorous sound, Lin Feng clenched the handle of the knife, and felt a force from the heart, rushing out like a tiger. This time I knew very well that I had cut off all the back roads. The disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sword School were now searching the periphery, and they would soon feel his presence--

Hurry up!

It’s good for Iron Meteor~IndoMTL.com~It’s good for Wang Hui, not all of his own strength, but now...

Can't keep it anymore.

"Titanium-grade body, fifth weight!" Lin Feng directly activated the power of titanium.

The body flashes titanium-level light, one after another, and the high-tech crystals form dense lines that form on the outside of the skin. There are more layers of silver bright awns, illusory crystalline armor, the body is under great pressure, and the body is instantly strengthened ten times.

"Drink!" Lin Feng's power broke out.

For the present self, this can no longer bear the pain.

Oppression! power!

Lin Feng's breath keeps getting stronger.

At this time, a pair of eyes around him looked up, his mouth wide open and his eyes dumbfounded.

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(The first will be sent first~) (to be continued)