"No, is there something weird here?" Lan Qinghai immediately sent out his spiritual consciousness, and sure enough, there was something fishy. He immediately stretched out his hand forward, but his hand disappeared.
"It turns out it's a concealment formation, break it for me..." Lan Qinghai shouted, instantly attracting the attention of Wang Datou and others, who rushed over.
The concealment formation had been broken, and Ye Lingfeng was seen sitting under the tree. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his fierce gaze instantly shocked everyone.
Lan Qinghai was the first to bear the brunt and subconsciously took two steps back. His sharp gaze could kill people.
"Wang Datou, you Wang Datou, I didn't expect that I let you live that day, but you repaid kindness with hatred. You should be killed..."
Ye Lingfeng took action as soon as he finished speaking. After his cultivation reached the late Nascent Soul stage, his state of mind also changed a lot, and the power of the combination of man and sword became stronger.
If in the past, once the human-sword fusion was performed, it would be majestic and sharp, then now the human-sword fusion is silent and invisible.
The sword light flashed, and a scream was heard. Wang Datou groaned, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
It took a while for everyone to react and hurriedly came forward to greet Wang Datou. Unexpectedly, as soon as Wang Datou's body was touched, the big head fell towards him. The frightened man quickly ran away and the big head rolled to the ground until he reached Lan Lan. At the foot of Qinghai.
Lan Qinghai was shocked. Such a fast sword could actually make a person hit by the sword without being noticed and still look like a living person.
"Surround him." Lan Qinghai shouted. Although Ye Lingfeng was very strong, he was the most powerful swordsman in the Yuan Ying stage he had ever seen, but he was still in the Yuan Ying stage. Words are not covered.
Ye Lingfeng stood here, looking at more than 20 people surrounding him, and said with a cold smile: "Why are you surrounding me? I don't intend to run away. You are a Void Transformation monk who didn't expect to be beaten by this young master at the Nascent Soul Stage." You are so scared, you are no match for me, if you leave now, I can forget about it."
Lan Qinghai's face was ashen. Ye Lingfeng was right. He was indeed scared the moment Ye Lingfeng drew his sword. If the person Ye Lingfeng wanted to kill was him, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
"Hmph, who said I'm scared? Come on, whoever can hurt him will be given a hundred pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones and a Baby Shaping Pill." Lan Qinghai ordered with a cold snort.
As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. With the temptation of a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones and the Baby Shaping Pill, these people are not afraid of death, no matter how powerful Ye Lingfeng is.
Upon seeing this, Ye Lingfeng glanced at the twenty-three people coldly. It is true that people will die for money, but it depends on whether they have fame or not.
Immediately, Ye Lingfeng danced his long sword, and the sword energy turned into a dragon. Waves of dragon roars resounded through the mountains and forests. Every time a dragon roar fell, a sword light flashed by, taking away a life.
In just a few breaths, Ye Lingfeng found his limbs broken in front of him, blood stained the ground red, and even the clothes he had just changed were stained with blood.
In response, Ye Lingfeng shook his head, obviously dissatisfied with all this. It would be great if he could kill without blood and without touching his body.
"This? Damn it." Lan Qinghai saw in his eyes that Ye Lingfeng was so strong. He was worthy of being wanted by the Emperor's Palace. His strength was indeed extraordinary.
"They are all dead, it's your turn now," Ye Lingfeng glanced at Lan Qinghai coldly. Wherever the sword pointed, wherever the heart went, the sword and man became one, invincible.
Lan Qinghai was shocked, but after a quick glance, he immediately realized that the cultivation level of the Void Realm was not just talk. Although he was suppressed by Ye Lingfeng in terms of momentum, the gap in strength was still there.
Immediately turning their magic power to resist, the two of them stepped back one after another. Ye Lingfeng took five steps back, while Lan Qinghai took four steps back. The difference was clear and they met their opponents.
Ye Lingfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pointed his sword at Lan Qinghai and said disdainfully: "Void Transformation Monk, you're just mediocre." This was the first time he had formally faced a Void Transformation monk, and he wasn't particularly strong.
"Damn it." Lan Qinghai was also extremely surprised. Ye Lingfeng could not reach the late Yuanying stage, but his magic power was as good as his. He could be said to be invincible at the Yuanying stage.
"Virtual skills, stormy waves..." However, the Yuanying is always the Yuanying, and the transformation of the void is still the transformation of the void. The reason why the transformation of the void is called the transformation of the void is because the use of magic power transforms the reality into the void, which is exactly the transformation of the void. environment symbol.
As Lan Qinghai's words fell, no wind rose, but Ye Lingfeng could feel being swept by a strong storm, and then he felt as if he was on a rough sea.
His whole body was surrounded by a violent torrent, and he was unable to control his body and drifted with the current.
Seeing a huge wave crashing onto the shore, Ye Lingfeng was shocked. Could this be the true strength of the Void Realm?
Bringing people from reality into illusion, launching phantom attacks, but the damage caused is real, true and false, false and true, false and true, there is reality in the imaginary, there is fictitiousness in the reality, the virtual reality realm is indeed extremely powerful.
Ye Lingfeng's face was solemn, and he immediately calmed down. He used the earth method to be immovable like a mountain and urged the sword to unite. The sword cut the angry waves. The waves were turbulent, and a huge wave was cut across the waist.
The downpour suddenly fell, Ye Lingfeng was panicking, but he still held his breath and calmed down, using all his strength to move the immovable mountain in order to regain his balance.
However, a huge wave fell from the sky and hit Ye Lingfeng. Even if Ye Lingfeng tried his best to use the Fushanrushan technique, it was useless.
The spirit wind angrily slashed at the sword, the light was cold, and the waves of the sea crashed. When the clouds and rain are waiting for a while, the sea and sky are ripples.
Ye Lingfeng's figure was suddenly swept away by the roaring waves and disappeared. Lan Qinghai laughed when he saw this and said: "Haha, Ye Lingfeng, no matter how talented you are, you are still too young after all, so die."
Lan Qinghai took advantage of the fire and immediately activated the power of the flood, creating turbulent waves and swallowing up the mountains and rivers.
Ye Lingfeng, on the other hand, secretly screamed in pain, being swept away by the raging waves and unable to move. In addition, Lan Qinghai did not hesitate to get injured and sacrificed his blood to his soul, making the powerful flood even more powerful.
Poor Ye Lingfeng was so dizzy that he was swept away by the roaring waves. His chest was so heavy that he couldn't help but want to vomit.
Gradually, Ye Lingfeng stopped struggling. Although the power of this torrent was extremely fierce and turbulent, all things in the world were interdependent. As long as the right method was used, all things could be dealt with.
As everyone knows, it is still when it is violent to the extreme. The power of this flood relies on the power of water. Within this understanding of water, it is obviously impossible to use other powers to deal with the power of water.
Then there is only one way, and that is to also use the power of water. The power of water can be strong or weak, moving or still, and it is endlessly changing.
As the old saying goes, there is nothing weaker than water in the world, so if you attack a strong person, no one can win, because it cannot be easily defeated.
In other words, the weak can defeat the strong, and the soft can defeat the strong. No one in the world knows it, and no one can do it.
Ye Lingfeng used this method to find the link between movement and stillness while drifting with the current, and only by stopping with stillness could he crack it.
