After the music resounded, it never stopped, but continued to attack mechanically, as if it were a machine without emotion. The increasingly violent music continued to sweep out. Compared with the drizzle just now, it was even more intense at this time. It was like a downpour, causing many people to vomit blood.
In the later stage of King Yuan's life, he was still very calm and seemed not to take action. Everyone could only wait for the rescue of other arrivals. However, almost all the people who entered from outside the barrier were in the early and middle stages. King Yuan's late stage was unbearable. There are only a handful of them, but if we really wait for someone willing to take action to arrive, I don’t know how many people will die here.
The void in the center of the music was being stirred and distorted. In less than ten breaths, even Lin Su couldn't stand it anymore. Perhaps his cultivation level was the lowest here. The energy in his body was shaking crazily, but it didn't look like it was there. Having such a big reaction as others, the feeling of wanting to vomit but not being able to vomit came over me.
However, he was not the only one who was eager to take action. Since it was better to seek help from others than to seek help from others, the previous group took action again despite the pressure. However, perhaps due to the music, the lethality of the vitality was directly reduced several times, and they were submerged in the blood mist. , but did not cause much damage.
Instead, they were swallowed by the blood mist, and Qin Le's power became more and more powerful. In the blink of an eye, they suppressed the group of people without any resistance. The defensive magic weapons on their bodies were gradually falling apart, and the situation was extremely dangerous.
At this time, many people moved forward to kill, including Lin Su. The latter immediately circled behind him. Although he was also swept by the rhythm, he was relatively weak. The Heavenly Tempered Sword in his hand was almost caught off guard and moved forward. A slash, at such a close range, he didn't believe it was useless.
But the result was beyond Lin Su's expectation. The Heavenly Tempered Sword slashed in from top to bottom, which could be said to have cut the opponent in half. However, the blood mist was completely unmoved. The crack healed again, and the music The sound never stopped.
The same is true for others. All the attacks combined did not cause any damage to it, but made it stronger and stronger. This made some people already feel fear in their hearts, and they couldn't help but retreat.
"This mass of blood mist must be killed with one strike!" The little girl's voice sounded faintly, and then she fell into trance again.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Su was thinking about what method to use. A group of people entered the barrier again in the distance. The momentum immediately made the void in the barrier tremble. The number of people almost filled the entire void. The thick crowd There were at least thousands of people, and they were almost wearing the same clothes.
"Buzz~" A big illusory hand suddenly struck from top to bottom, aiming directly at the mass of blood mist, completely covering the latter. In an instant, it forced the opponent to collapse, and an unfathomable path suddenly appeared in the ground. of palm prints.
At this time, the blood mist completely dissipated, and the music stopped suddenly. This sudden scene almost shocked everyone. This power seemed to be the cultivation of King Yuan in the later period. Could it be that it was among the crowd who just entered? ? For a moment, many people swallowed their saliva.
"He's here!" At this time, Feng Jiansheng's body shook slightly, his expression tightened, and he acted extremely serious for the first time. Lin Su and Lei Wu were not used to it, but they both knew who he was talking about.
"It's good that it came quite quickly!" Lin Su raised the corner of his mouth.
"There are people from the late Yuan Dynasty in their crowd. Do you plan to bear it forcefully?" Lei Wu frowned and looked in the distance. The blow just now seemed to everyone to be very powerful, but it was just a casual palm from the later stage. , it’s not a technical offensive at all, let alone effortless.
"Isn't it good to face the late King Yuan? I'm just looking for someone who can hurt me!" Lin Su's face changed again, and he looked indifferently in the far distance.
"That person must be handed over to me!" Feng Jiansheng gritted his teeth and said.
"Whatever, I'm afraid that the other party will directly send out King Yuan's later stage to destroy you!" Lin Su snorted coldly.
When the blood mist dissipated, everyone's attention was attracted by this group of people. The lowest cultivation level of thousands of people was actually the realm of the early Yuan King, and even the middle stage of the Yuan King. Of course, the people of the late Yuan King were temporarily It’s unclear, but he seems to be covering up his cultivation and hiding among the crowd.
After this group of people entered, they flew straight in the direction of the coffin. Everyone automatically moved out of the way. For a moment, they looked particularly eye-catching, and they seemed to be the strongest team here.
But no one seems to know which force they belong to, and everyone is secretly guessing in their hearts, when did such a force exist in the Endless Continent? Moreover, this style of gold-clad style is rare, and is somewhat similar to the Haifen Sect, but the strength of the latter sect is well known to everyone.
When this group of people approached the coffin, they slowly stopped. A large number of golden clothes shone with light. If you look closely, you will find that these clothes are all woven with gold threads. This generosity has to make people think again. Wow, a costume costs a lot of money. This sect has a lot of money at home, right?
There is also a leader among this group of people. The Yuan Wang standing at the front is more eye-catching in the early stage, because he is only a little short of entering the middle stage, but his strength is comparable to that of the middle stage, and his appearance is not that old. Big, resembling a young man, the golden clothes on his body were also unique, with a strange monster embroidered on it, holding a golden long sword, looking indifferently at the unicorn and giant coffin in front of him.
When he saw this person, Feng Jiansheng's body trembled, and countless images flashed through his mind. It seemed that the battle was just like yesterday. This guy's appearance had not changed at all, and he tightened his grip on the sword in his hand. The clicking sound kept resounding.
Lin Su raised his eyebrows. He noticed something strange about Feng Jiansheng. It was obvious that the man in front of him holding the golden sword was the enemy he had fought with before. Of course, he had also fought against him before. He did not expect to meet him so soon. , and now he even sneered.
The two sides were not far apart, only a few miles apart. After the other party looked at the coffin, he began to scan the large number of immortal cultivators around him. Although they all came from different sects, the number of them was so large that it made people frown. There are also those from the late Yuan Dynasty.
Of course, there are not many people who can attract each other. The young man holding the golden sword kept scanning and only paused for a moment among the figures of a few people. Most of the others were just looking at the flowers. At this time, Naturally, he saw Lin Su and the others in the distance.
When he saw Feng Jiansheng, his body suddenly stopped, and the expression on his face was self-evident, ranging from indifference to various emotions, but most of them were excitement, because after many years, he had never met another person again. A decent swordsman is extremely lonely, so Feng Jiansheng has become the opponent he has always been thinking about.
Now when they meet again, they are even more excited, as if meeting a long-lost friend. It is completely unimaginable that the two of them can be enemies. However, in comparison, Feng Jiansheng's expression is one of gritted teeth. In his life, He has never lost to a master of swordsmanship at the same level. He only lost to him once. This is a lifelong shame and must be taken back today!
The other party waved his hand back, indicating that the army was waiting here, and then flew towards Lin Su and others with one foot. In the blink of an eye, he was less than a hundred feet away, and his fierce aura was instantly revealed. Everyone was shocked.
Feng Jiansheng stood indifferently and stood forward, also releasing powerful sword energy. Before the two of them could speak, they began to fight wildly in the air. In an instant, countless sword energy appeared in the void in front of them, and the killing energy stirred crazily. , the space was extremely distorted, and cracked with violent shattering sounds.
The void behind the two people also burst apart in an instant. The sword energy spread rapidly, from invisible to tangible, and directly entered the white-hot stage. The whole atmosphere seemed not right, as if even the sound of the wind had dissipated, and the two people's The contest attracted the attention of many people. They couldn't help but look over here. Many people seemed to have doubts on their faces.
Lin Su looked at him indifferently, letting the crazy sword energy pass by him. His expression remained indifferent. He could feel that the opponent did have two brushes. He was definitely a more difficult opponent, at least absolutely. Not weaker than Feng Jiansheng, but I don't know how defensive it is!
As the strongest explosion resounded in front of Feng Jiansheng, both sides took a few steps back, but the latter retreated relatively far. At first glance, there was a hint of judgment in terms of strength, but this did not It can't explain the big problem, after all, it is another matter to actually fight.
After a brief confrontation, both sides had their own judgments about each other, and the two of them couldn't wait to take action. For a moment, the sword energy overflowed crazily, and the void under the feet of both sides burst into pieces, like two rapid streams of light, and their figures became more powerful. They are the same as two sword auras glowing with sword light.
The distance between them was only a hundred feet, and in the blink of an eye, the swords of both sides were already clashing at close range. Perhaps because they were too fast, it was almost difficult to see the figures of the two people. Even at the middle stage of King Yuan, they could only barely capture some of them. Afterimage, as for the early stage of King Yuan, he could only feel the remaining powerful sword energy, unable to approach at all, and even retreating.
In the center, there seemed to be only the sword energy bursting out, spreading continuously towards the surrounding void, even in an indiscriminate attack. Many people's vitality shields were directly torn apart, and their eyes were full of fear.
"Can Feng Jiansheng win?" Looking at the cold light of one blue and one gold in the distance, Lei Wu frowned slightly. In her opinion, the former's swordsmanship was already terrifying, and there was actually someone whose swordsmanship could match it. If they were joined together, It can definitely kill the mid-stage King Yuan instantly.
"What I'm more concerned about is whether the other party can't wait to end this battle. After all, in the face of the general situation, such a personal decisive battle does not have much meaning!" Lin Su looked at the group of immortal cultivators indifferently, as if Someone was locking onto him intentionally or unintentionally, but he didn't want him to notice it, but the control of the locked aura was not perfect, so he was still aware of it.
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