Invincible Leveling King

Chapter 39: Kill the Prince in Purple Clothes (Part 1)

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"...Sword God Sect will not let you go!"

"You will die and be buried, and you will not die well..." In the woods, the light of the sword was flying, like a brilliant white light, dazzling the eyes. The love fell on the two disciples of the Sword God Sect in white, as if it was chopped on two pieces of wood, on the spot Beheaded.

Hearing the sound coming from the system, Lin Fei exhaled a long breath of turbid air. The black evil sword stood horizontally. He quickly fumbled for the white jade bottle from the corpse, took out the elixir in the bottle, and swallowed it in one gulp. , the slightly pale face recovered a lot in an instant.

"This should be the twenty-eighth Sword God Sect disciple killed!"

In the past two days, Lin Fei was like a ghost, specifically hunting down the disciples of the Sword God Sect. With Sui Feng's movement skills and the Ben Lei Sword technique, before he knew it, the number of them had accumulated to twenty-eight. In other words, he could provide no less than three people. Ten white jade pills for healing. [

"With the help of Bai Jade Pill, I have fully recovered from my injuries. It's a pity that I can't meet that awesome young man. That guy must have many good things in him!"

After many days of hunting the disciples of the Sword God Sect, Lin Fei seemed to be searching for treasures as a habit, and he couldn't help but miss the young man in purple.

If it weren't for the existence of the old immortal, Lin Fei really wouldn't mind going up and killing the young man in purple. Don't doubt whether he has this determination.

"Forget it, one has to be satisfied. During the trip to the Blackwater Mountains, I got the Black Devil Sword and improved my strength. It was better than expected. I have more than a month left, so I can continue to practice. Maybe I can be promoted to the seventh level of martial arts. sky."

… …

Throwing down the two corpses, Lin flew in one of the directions, preparing to hunt the disciples of the Sword God Sect again. He would first recover from his injuries. After all, more strength would lead to more combat effectiveness.

A hundred miles away, Lin Fei, who was running at full speed, suddenly stopped. His face could not help but change slightly, his eyes wandering, full of fear.

"You must be that little thief's accomplice!"

At this time, a hundred feet in front of Lin Fei, a young man in purple stood Xiaoyao on the tree, his expression locked on Lin Fei in black robe.

The person standing on the tree is none other than Cheng Shaowen, the young master of the Sword God Sect.

Cheng Shaowen agreed with Uncle Wen's opinion, so he fully retracted the search team, creating the phenomenon of searching in an area, and he would receive the news immediately if something went wrong in this area.

Unexpectedly, only two days had passed before Cheng Shaowen finally caught the thief's accomplice.

Lin Fei looked the same as before, except that there was a long knife on his back, which caused Cheng Shaowen to mistake him for the thief's accomplice.

"The little thief's accomplice? It seems that this guy recognized the wrong person."

Lin Fei thought to himself, his mind turned, and he immediately understood what was going on, "The old immortal thing should not be here, saving a big trouble. Although this guy is the seventh level of martial arts, it is not impossible for me to defeat him. If I pay attention to it, Strategy should be able to kill the opponent.”

If it was ten days ago that Lin Fei would not have the confidence to meet Cheng Shaowen.

… …

"No matter who you are, hand over your accomplices and capture them without mercy. I will leave your body intact!"

Cheng Shaowen didn't take this kid at the sixth level of martial arts seriously at all. He was condescending as if he was pronouncing someone's death. He was a master of the seventh level of martial arts. [

"Leave you paralyzed!"

Lin Fei cursed loudly, tiptoed, and unfolded his body skills with the wind. The black evil sword fell on his hand, and he slashed out with three swords in the air. Three sharp sword lights came one after another.

Although he didn't understand why the purple-clothed young master didn't take action, Lin Fei was not a person who knew it. He clearly felt that the opponent's momentum was increasing. In other words, he was gathering momentum to defeat him without a fight.

In a master's battle, any detail can determine success or failure.

Lin Fei has heard that even if the purple-clothed master is not like this, this is not a place to stay for a long time. Once something old and immortal appears, it will be the real danger.

As for turning around and leaving, Lin Fei would not be so stupid.

A master of the seventh level of martial arts, from the moment Lin Fei appeared, Ruo Youruo's murderous intention was always locked on him. If he left, I believe that the opponent's sword light was not a vegetarian, and he would be killed immediately, violently "Exposing" the rear will lead to death.

There is only one battle!

Lin Fei was also very interested. He had an upgrade system and swallowed the Red Sun Fruit by chance. Although he had not yet refined the essence of the Red Sun Demon Monkey, the difference was one in the sky and the other in the earth.

After a battle, Lin Fei will understand how far he is from the genius of the seventh level of martial arts.

With this idea in mind, Lin Fei took the lead.

The three sword lights were just to interrupt the opponent's momentum and prevent the opponent from using his momentum to pressure him into fighting. As for killing the opponent, Lin Fei was not stupid enough to think so.

If masters of the seventh level of martial arts were really easy to kill, they would be as good as cabbage. Who would bother to practice hard

"A mere sword is worthy of hurting me!"

Cheng Shaowen really wanted to overwhelm the opponent with his momentum. Masters usually like to use this move. A little thief in the sixth level of martial arts is just a condensed form of Xuan Qi. How powerful can it be.

"break!"

Cheng Shaowen did not move, he snorted coldly, tugged his sleeves, raised his hand to face the three sword lights, and made three palm knives.

The mysterious energy condenses into shape, and the sword is wielded.

It's not a powerful attack.

From the Seventh Level of Martial Arts Literature Network, there was actually a wave of scorching heat in this palm sword, and the air seemed to be evaporated.

Three palm knives versus three sword lights! [

Boom!

In front of the two people, there suddenly became a whirlpool of sword light. If anyone was in it at this time, they would definitely be killed immediately.

"Your sword is nothing more than that!"

Lin Fei's three swords were launched together, which was a test in itself. He used the black evil sword, which was more powerful than ordinary weapons. There was a hint of sharp sword light in the sword's light, which increased the attack power.

"What a powerful young man in purple. The sword in his hand contains the mysterious energy of the living fire system. This man should be practicing the mysterious power of the fire system. He actually broke through my sword light with his sword. He is truly worthy of being from the Sword God Sect!"

This is the second master Lin Fei has met so far, the first one is that old immortal thing.

When Lin Fei was surprised, Cheng Shaowen's heart was also in turmoil.

The three-note palm sword is not a single palm sword, but is integrated with the profound energy of the blazing sun. The attack has a scorching effect. Once it invades the body, it will burn the meridians at first, and the internal organs at worst. The combat power of the whole body will be 10 to 23.

"As expected of being able to kill twenty-eight disciples of our Sword God Sect, you do have some strength. However, if you think you can escape from me like this, you will be totally wrong."

Chen Shaowen sneered and flew down from the tree, "The battle has just begun!"

"Fire Palm Sword!"

Cheng Shaowen was flying down, his hands were like knives, and the knives were sweeping towards him like falling leaves.