At this time, Ling Feng's attributes were changed to: 79 muscles and bones (94.8), 78 physique, 86 body skills, 81 soul. The essence value was increased to 8550 points, and the combat effectiveness was improved again, especially after the power of nine cows and two tigers. The increase in strength of muscles and bones has approached the 100-point mark. ??Huoran?wen .?
Despite this, Ling Feng did not slack off and took a Jing Yuan Dan to slowly restore the power of Yuan Jing. After Yuan Jing returned to perfection, he began to practice the Canglang True Art.
The next day, early in the morning, the red sun rose.
Inspiration Temple, in front of Yuantong Hall.
In the ruins of rubble, a young man in white clothes with a sword on his waist and a middle-aged monk in gray coarse cloth monk's robes were separated by a few feet.
Ling Feng stared at Kujie for a moment and said: "Actually, I don't want to kill you. If you hand over the technique of the King Kong's Immortal Golden Body, I can pretend that I have never seen you!"
After all, he accepted the mission, and if he failed, his merit points would be deducted, and he might even be demoted. Of course, it would not be a loss if you could obtain the Immortal Golden Body of the Great Vajra. Because this body-training technique is also top-notch at the Wuzong level. The founder of the Great Vajra Temple, Lord Vajra, who originally created this miraculous skill, is a powerful man ten times more powerful than the Soul-Taking Demon King.
Moreover, his nine-turn dragon-elephant golden body is still at the innate level after all. Once the nine-turn is completed, he will definitely practice an advanced body-training technique at the Wuzong level.
However, Kujie shook his head and said: "This technique is a secret of the sect, please forgive me for not revealing it!"
Although the Great Vajra Temple has regarded him as a traitor, he still regards himself as a member of the Great Vajra Temple and will not betray him.
Ling Feng's expression turned grim. The opportunity had been given, and his trace of guilt had disappeared. As the power of the essence circulated around his body, his skin regained its light golden light. He decided not to use the Cold Dragon Sword and only used his physical body to fight, which would give him a decent way to die!
Kujie knew that Ling Feng was determined to kill him, but he had no intention of escaping. He used the mental method of the immortal golden body of the Vajra, and a faint golden light appeared all over his body. He dodged and punched Ling Feng in the chest.
Ling Feng remained motionless, letting the golden fist hit his chest with a clanging sound, like hitting a golden bell.
Kujie felt his hands were a little numb, and Ling Feng's figure was like an eternal sacred mountain, motionless. His expression suddenly changed drastically. He knew it was not good, but it was already too late. A golden fist hit his chest almost at the same time!
With a bang, Kujie's body flew out, fell heavily to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ling Feng sensed the injury on his chest, but there was only some congestion and soreness. As the power of Yuan Jing circulated, the congestion dissipated and the soreness disappeared.
When Ku Jie saw blood, his eyes immediately turned red, his expression became ferocious, and the golden light all over his body surged, like a golden Arhat, he pounced on Ling Feng.
Soon, the two golden figures kept intertwining, and the muffled banging sounds kept ringing.
Not far away, Master Yuantong, who was in charge, looked miserable, sighed and said, "Amitabha!"
About a quarter of an hour later, Kujie's body flew out like a cannonball again, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the color in his eyes quickly faded.
This time, he failed to stand up again because his injuries were too serious.
Ling Feng used his fist to break Monk Kuji's immortal golden body of Vajra, but his own injuries were extremely minor!
It can be seen from this that his physical strength has surpassed the bitter precepts!
Immediately, Ling Feng slowly approached, unsheathed his sword and said, "Don't worry, my sword is very fast, you won't feel too much pain!"
"Thanks!"
After saying the bitter precepts, close your eyes and wait for death!
Ling Feng was about to swing his sword when a voice sounded: "Master, wait a minute!"
Ling Feng turned around and found that it was Master Yuantong, but he said with a cold expression: "Master Yuantong, do you want to test whether my sword is sharp?"
"Young master's sword has cut down three extremely talented masters, Liu Hanfeng, Liu Feng, and Bai Zhenwei. How dare I test my skills? I just want to say a few words."
The old monk said calmly. Obviously he had found out Ling Feng's identity, but Ling Feng didn't cover it up. It was normal for him to find out.
Ling Feng smiled and said, "Then you say it! But if you can't come up with anything good, you have to spit out my five hundred taels with the profit!"
Yuantong was about to speak. At this moment, on the top of Yuantong's palace, a masked man in black holding a red long bow suddenly appeared. There was a long red arrow on the bowstring in his hand, ready to go!
The long red arrow aimed at Ling Feng's neck. The arrow's body was burning with red flames and shot out instantly, flying towards Ling Feng at a terrifying speed!
The moment the man in black focused his eyes on him, Ling Feng had a subtle reaction and turned around instantly. However, at this moment, the long red arrow was only a few feet away from him, but he swung his sword with his right hand at an incredible speed. !
The sharp edge of the Hanjiao Sword split the long red arrow from its center, split it into two halves and fell to the ground with a clanking sound. It turned out to be metal!
A trace of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he jumped backwards from the Yuantong Palace and fled quickly.
Ling Feng's expression was cold, and he flashed, leaving behind afterimages and phantoms, and rushed towards the man in black. The arrow just shot was obviously unusual and extremely fast. Once it hits, you will definitely be seriously injured. How could he let such an insidious villain go!
A moment later, the man in black ran to the roof of the Sutra Collection Building, but was chased away by Ling Feng.
Ling Feng looked stern and said nothing, but the killing intent in his eyes became more intense!
The man in black trembled in his heart. He already felt a strong sense of crisis, as if an ordinary person had been targeted by a ferocious tiger. The smell of death was rushing toward his face! He knew he couldn't escape, so he concentrated all his strength in his palms, gathered an inch of red palm energy and shot out quickly!
At this time, a sharp sword light flashed, and a blood line appeared on the neck of the man in black. Blood spattered and his right hand dropped weakly.
"Oops, move the tiger away from the mountain!"
Ling Feng's expression suddenly changed, and he turned around and returned quickly.
A moment later, in front of Yuantong Palace, old monk Yuantong vomited blood and fell to the ground. A masked man in black quickly approached Kujie with a long knife.
At this time, Kujie had received so many punches from Ling Feng that his muscles and bones were almost falling apart and he was no longer able to resist.
The man in black was about to swing his sword when a long white sword flew towards him!
If the man in black chooses to kill Kujie, he will definitely resist this sword! If it were an ordinary long sword, he would have resisted, but this one was a low-grade magic weapon that could cut iron like clay. Even a monk in his peak state could not withstand the sharpness of the magic weapon. Not to mention him! Therefore, he flashed and rushed away into the distance.
At this time, from the top of Yuantong Palace, a young man in white flew out quickly and landed next to Kujie. The Hanjiao Sword also swished and automatically fell into his scabbard. The magic weapon has a spirit and has functions such as automatic sheathing, automatic warning, and automatic protection. Of course, this must be the case when the weapon spirit returns to its heart. If it is a demonic weapon, it may even have violent backlash consequences such as bloodthirsty and soul-eating.
Ling Feng didn't chase anymore, glanced at Yuantong, and secretly thought he was lucky. If he hadn't stopped him, the man in black would have cut off the monk's head and taken it away. (To be continued...)
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