>
Yu Jiao's eyes stared at Lin Feng, the charm in her eyes disappeared, but there was a hint of surprise.
The aura Lin Feng released just now was only at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, but he understood and controlled the power of the sword. It was extremely powerful and killed Ke Cheng in an instant. Although Ke Cheng underestimated the enemy and did not take Lin Feng seriously. But it cannot be denied that Lin Feng's own strength is very strong, enough to threaten people at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Yu Jiao frowned slightly. She had never met Lin Feng, so she looked down on him just now. But because of this disregard, Ke Cheng lost his life.
"Gee, Zu Ning, that guy in Ke Cheng is really useless. He underestimates the enemy to this extent. Even if this guy has a permanent sword power, he is enough to deal with a person at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm." Yu Jiaojiao smiled and nodded first. It was useless to leave Kecheng and underestimate the enemy, and then told Zu Ning that the sixth level of Lingwu realm was enough to deal with Lin Feng, and he was very scheming.
Zu Ning frowned. Although he also knew that Yu Jiao's words were encouraging him, he felt that it was the truth. Even if a person at the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm controlled the power of the sword, would it be enough to deal with him
With his eyes flickering, Zu Ning dispelled the fear in his heart, and a trace of fighting spirit appeared in his eyes.
"Zuning, you won't be afraid when you see Ke Cheng being killed, right?" Yu Jiao said in a strange voice, which made Zu Ning freeze his eyes, gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Feng, saying: "How could I be afraid? He is only at the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm, and I will take his life right now.”
Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a cold smile, and he said jokingly: "Why are you still standing there?"
Zu Ning saw the indifference and confidence in Lin Feng's eyes, his face was ugly, and his mind moved. Suddenly, behind Zu Ning, a pair of eyes appeared. The eyes were suspended in the air, like the eyes of an eagle, extremely sharp, and in When these sharp eyes with a hint of illusion appeared, Zu Ning's gaze became enchanting.
"Martial spirit!" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. The eyes behind Zu Ning must be a kind of martial spirit, a martial spirit he had never seen before.
However, Lin Feng is not too surprised. He has no way of knowing how vast the Jiuxiao Continent is. Even a snowy region has four empires and nine kingdoms. He is now only in Xueyue Kingdom, an ordinary country. There are countless unknown martial arts spirits.
"A sword strikes thunder." Lin Feng's body trembled slightly, and a sword thrust out, causing thunder to explode.
Zu Ning's strange eyes were staring at Lin Feng's sword, but he stood there motionless. When Lin Feng came to him, his body turned slightly, and Lin Feng's sword grazed his body and stabbed him.
At the same time, Zu Ning's palm was raised. At this time, his palm was as mysterious as his eyes, with wisps of sharp brilliance, and he thrust directly towards Lin Feng's eyes with a vicious move.
Lin Feng's long sword buzzed and spun out, but Zu Ning's body was actually spinning against the long sword, and his palm was still moving forward, and was about to buckle on Lin Feng's head.
His body touched the ground lightly, and there was a fleeting light. Lin Feng's body floated back, and he struck out with another sword without hesitation, a life-threatening sword that was as bright as lightning and as fast as thunder.
"Don't even think about touching me with your sword."
A cold voice came out of Zu Ning's mouth, and he saw his body spinning slightly, and the life-threatening sword light flashed in front of his eyes again, with a slight difference, but it could not cause any harm to Zu Ning.
"These eyes can clearly see my movements and avoid them. They are somewhat similar to the Amaterasu martial spirit."
Lin Feng secretly thought in his heart, his breath gradually became cold, his eyes were ruthless, and those gray pupils appeared again. Burn*wen*
Seeing the changes in Lin Feng's aura, Zu Ning frowned. Lin Feng's temperament changed in an instant, becoming ruthless and cold, which made his heart tremble slightly.
If his eyes were said to be monster, then Lin Feng's eyes at this moment could no longer be described as monster. They were cold, heartless, and not like human eyes.
"Can't I touch you?"
A cold voice came out of Lin Feng's mouth, and then a bone-chilling chill fell on Zu Ning's body. The sword became even sharper, with a hint of destruction.
"The deadly sword."
Lin Feng swung out his sword and slashed towards Zu Ning like a phantom.
Zu Ning snorted coldly, and those strange eyes shot out a sharp aura, his body flashed softly, and the sword failed again.
"The Sword of Death."
Lin Feng's face was expressionless, and he danced out another sword. The gray intention of destruction bloomed. The chill of death shrouded Zu Ning, making Zu Ning's body slightly stiff. Even the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm did not dare to take a direct blow. Lin Feng's sword, a sword wielder with sword power, has too strong attack power and must avoid its edge.
The body turned into a phantom. Although the sword of death was fast, the trajectory it drew became particularly clear under his strange eyes, and it could not touch him.
But at this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were staring closely at Zu Ning. The trajectory of Zu Ning's body moving slowed down in his pupils, making it extremely clear.
Lin Feng looked at Zu Ning as Zu Ning looked at his sword.
The gray energy of destruction flowed on the long sword. Lin Feng's movements did not stop for a moment. Zu Ning kept dodging back as he swung the sword.
Quietly observing the movement of Zu Ning's body, Lin Feng's lips showed a hint of indifference and whispered: "It's over."
The very calm voice, but with extremely strong confidence, made Zu Ning's heart tremble slightly. Then, he felt that the sharp sword force between heaven and earth suddenly disappeared and turned into nothingness in an instant.
There was no coldness, no sharpness, only one sword, an extremely ordinary sword, stabbing towards him.
Zu Ning's demonic pupils stared at this sword with doubt in his eyes. He wanted to see how this sword would end.
His body trembled, Zu Ning dodged to the left, and then the next time, his pupils shrank.
The sword was still in front of him, pointing at his heart.
The demonic eyes released a sharp light, and Zu Ning's body dodged again, staring at the simple sword. However, what shocked Zu Ning was that this sword was like a tarsal bone. The insect followed him like a shadow without any deviation, still pointing at his heart. What frightened Zu Ning even more was that the sword was getting closer to his heart.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? My Eagle Eye Martial Spirit cannot possibly see the sword's trajectory wrongly."
Zu Ning's heart began to tremble, and he suddenly discovered that this simple sword was a sword that returned to nature, a sword of death that killed people.
Seeing the sword getting closer and closer, Zu Ning wanted to dodge, but found that he was unable to do so.
He raised his palms, since he couldn't dodge, and fought over there. However, at this moment, suddenly, a sharp and extremely sharp intention burst out, making Zu Ning's heart twitch fiercely, and there was a flash in his eyes. There was a flash of despair, the sharp sword intention was stronger than the sword intention when the endless sword power bloomed.
This is no ordinary sword, but a subtle sword.
Lin Feng also looked at his sword, finessing it from strength to strength, but it shouldn't just be a subtlety of strength to increase its attack power.
It is meticulous to the extreme, subtle to the smallest detail; it is a tiny attack, but it contains various changes, including the sword's power and the sword's intention; it is every inconspicuous sword move, but it has the most powerful attack. This That is the real micro, from the majestic trend to the micro realm.
His eyes regained their radiance, no longer cold and ruthless, but with a hint of understanding smile.
The subtle realm is the same as the potential, and it belongs to a realm. Some people comprehend more, and some comprehend less. Only when you have fully comprehended the potential can you enter the realm of subtle. And it is also the realm of subtle, and the understanding can also be thousands of miles away. At this moment, Lin Feng's understanding of the realm of subtlety deepened.
"Chichi!"
With a soft sound, the long sword in Lin Feng's hand penetrated Zu Ning's body without any accident, piercing Zu Ning's heart. The sword intent contained in the subtle sword instantly destroyed Zu Ning's internal organs.
Zu Ning's eyes stared straight, the strange luster dissipated, and he whispered: "I...so...regret!"
After saying that, Zu Ning's head tilted and there was no breath of life.
Lin Feng's eyes were expressionless, and he drew out his long sword. Zu Ning's body fell down, and Lin Feng's eyes fell on Yu Jiao not far away, making Yu Jiao tremble all over.