Thirty masters above the warrior level condensed their sword light and came from all directions. There was no gap at all. As long as there was a slight obstruction, the attacks of the other twenty-nine masters would fall on him. Even if the Monk Kujie's King Kong was not strong enough, the attack would fall on him. It would be difficult for Miejin Shen to find a way out in the face of such a siege.
Ling Feng's mind is calm and he already has a plan in mind. Although there are many people in this formation, the only threats to him are Tie Zhengyang and his son, and the three great refining elders. As long as these five people are defeated, the others are just chickens and dogs, and they will be defeated in one blow!
And Guo Jinxiong was seriously injured by Kujie. Even if he took the elixir to heal his injuries, he would definitely not be healed. It was a flaw in this formation!
Therefore, the power of the essence in his body circulated rapidly, activating the dragon-elephant golden body. A faint golden light appeared on the body. He suddenly turned around and rushed towards Guo Jinxiong behind him like a wild giant elephant.
Guo Jinxiongjing knew something was wrong the moment Ling Feng turned around. A layer of dark golden body-protecting aura condensed on his body, and the black iron heavy sword in his hand changed from stabbing to sweeping, trying to force Ling Feng back.
However, Ling Feng's movement was too fast. In an instant, his left hand flashed and caught the wrist holding his sword. Ling Feng's grip was powerful enough to crush his wrist in an instant. The Black Iron Sword fell to the ground, and his right fist hit his chest with a black tiger punch.
There was a muffled bang, and the powerful palm force instantly defeated the body-protecting Qi he had gathered in a hurry, and a strong shock was transmitted to his heart. His heart could not bear such a violent tremor, so it exploded with a bang, and his chest A bloody hole exploded in the corresponding back.
The dignified oracle refining master was beaten to death by his black tiger style, which ripped out his heart!
Most of the experts around them looked shocked and fearful in their hearts.
And all this happened in the blink of an eye. At this time, Tie Zhengyang and his son, the two great refining elders, and many other masters were still maintaining the posture of drawing their swords forward.
But the four masters closest to him had already changed their sword postures. The four black iron swords slashed at his left and right ribs, but they made a clanging sound in unison, like hitting a golden bell. His eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't help but Confidence.
Two of them are innate-level elders. They hold high-grade black iron heavy swords with sword radiance to increase their sharpness. Their attacks are both heavy and sharp. The horizontally tempered bodies of ordinary innate masters can be broken with one blow, but Can't pierce Ling Feng's flesh!
It's just that they didn't know that with the blessing of the power of essence, the defense power of Ling Feng's Dragon Elephant Golden Body, which he had cultivated to Level 5, had doubled. It was much stronger than the defense power of the Indestructible Golden Body of Monk Kujie. How could it be? A mere high-grade sharp weapon can pierce it!
However, Ling Feng had no time to pay attention to the four of them because a greater danger was coming from behind. At this time, Tie Zhengyang was holding a black iron sword of inferior divine weapon level, which condensed a few inches of dark golden sword light. He stabbed Ling Feng in the back with his sword in the air. The tip of the sword was only two feet away from him, almost instantly!
The masters of the human list cooperate with the inferior magic weapons. This kind of attack power is already the strongest level under the Wuzong. No matter how powerful the Dragon Elephant Golden Body is, it cannot withstand it and will be pierced through the heart by a sword!
At the critical moment of life and death, Ling Feng became calmer and calmer. Without thinking too much, he spun rapidly. Guo Jinxiong, who was holding his left hand, swung his body behind him and hit Tie Zhengyang!
The black iron heavy sword in Tie Zhengyang's hand met Guo Jinxiong's flying corpse and stabbed him through. However, he felt a huge impact force and his body stagnated and fell to the ground.
At this time, the four masters next to him had already sheathed their swords and stabbed him again, but they hit his neck, eyes and other vital points.
Not far away, there were Tie Shaoyang, two great refining elders and other masters who quickly attacked with their swords, and the situation instantly became extremely dangerous!
At this moment, a flash of bright sword light flashed, the Cold Dragon Sword was unsheathed, the sword body trembled, and the illusion of a huge white dragon appeared, letting out a long dragon roar.
It is the soul skill of Hanjiao Sword, Dragon Roar.
The surrounding warrior masters and innate elders were shocked by the dragon's roar, and their expressions were dull for a moment.
However, in this moment, Ling Feng suddenly swung his sword and spun around rapidly.
The two innate-level elders and warrior-level elite disciples next to them had traces of blood on their necks and fell to the ground dead. The blood marks on the necks of the four people were very light, and they were frozen by a cold air. No blood flowed out, and they looked as if they had just fallen asleep.
At this time, Tie Zhengyang woke up first, pulled out the black iron sword from Elder Guo's body, jumped up, and struck Ling Feng's head in the air.
Ling Feng retreated sharply, retreating more than ten feet in a moment and blending into the crowd. If he had a head-on fight with Tie Zhengyang, it would give the other two elders of Lianqiao and Tie Shaoyang a chance to make a sneak attack.
At this time, if Ling Feng escapes, there will be endless troubles. With Ling Feng's martial arts and body skills, they are likely to be defeated one by one. Therefore, Tie Zhengyang, Tie Shaoyang, Pan, and Ge, the two elders of Lianqiao, used Qinggong to Fly into the void and pursue quickly.
The other four innate-level elders and sixteen warrior masters followed closely behind with their movements slightly slower.
The corners of Ling Feng's mouth raised slightly, he jumped up from the crowd and landed on the roof next to him.
Tie Zhengyang stepped on a pedestrian's shoulder with his toes, jumped again, and flew towards Ling Feng.
Tie Shaoyang, Pan and Ge, the two elders of Lianqiao, also tapped their toes again and rushed towards Ling Feng.
In a building not far away, the windows were open, and the county guard Zheng Haihe and the catcher Li Zixiong were staring at the battle in the distance.
Zheng Haihe suddenly said: "Captain Li, which side do you think will win?"
Li Zixiong thought for a moment and said: "It's hard to say, but it should be the Iron Sword Sect. After all, Tie Zhengyang is a master of the rankings, and the Iron Sword Sect has a large number of people!"
Zheng Haihe smiled and said nothing. With Ling Feng's unparalleled lightness skills, he could attack when advancing and defend when retreating. If the fight continued, the Iron Sword Sect might be in bad shape.
At this time, as he spoke, the battle situation in the distance had changed.
Tie Zhengyang slashed down with his sword, and a huge dark golden sword energy condensed like a solid body fell down.
Ling Feng's figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared under the sword energy, and almost instantly appeared in front of four innate-level Iron Sword Sect elders.
The four elders reacted very quickly and drew out their swords in an instant. The four dark iron heavy swords condensed an inch of sword light and stabbed from the front and left and right.
Ling Feng spat out the power of his right hand, and the Cold Dragon Sword shot out from his hand, instantly piercing the throat on the right front. At the same time, his left hand gathered white Gang Qi to grab the Dark Iron Heavy Sword thrust from the front on the left. With a strong pull, the Dark Iron Heavy Sword flew out.
At this time, the black iron heavy swords of the two innate masters on the left and right stabbed his left and right ribs at the same time, but they made a clanging sound and did not penetrate!
"not good!"
The three elders with innate cultivation were startled at the same time and hurriedly sheathed their swords and retreated.
Ling Feng rushed forward and punched out.
The Iron Sword Sect elder in front of him had no time to react, and was punched in the chest. With a bang, his internal organs were instantly shattered by the overbearing punch, and his body flew far away!
At this time, Tie Zhengyang and others were already in hot pursuit.
Ling Feng's movements did not stop at all. He pulled out the Cold Dragon Sword from the corpse of the elder next to him, and rushed towards the dozen warrior-level elite disciples of the Iron Sword Sect in front of him.
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