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At the foot of Purple Mountain, the sound of horse hooves kept rolling, and a group of iron cavalry galloped wildly, at an extremely fast speed, and the ground was constantly shaking.
There were about thirty people in this group, and most of them wore bronze masks to hide their faces, but the glances that occasionally shot out were extremely sharp and full of iron-blooded energy.
Moreover, the iron cavalry that this group of people sat on were all red-blooded. They were actually Xueyue War Horses and red-blooded iron cavalry.
On top of the red-blooded war horse at the front, unlike the iron-blooded men on other war horses, there was actually a woman with a graceful figure, wearing white clothes, and although her face was veiled, she was still holy.
It's just that aura that is as ethereal as a fairy, giving people the feeling that it can only be seen from a distance.
The leading woman is clearly Meng Qing. She is dressed in white and looks like a fairy.
The crowd following Mengqing were all members of the Red Blood Legion, the Heavenly Sword Camp, and the Red Blood Heavenly Sword.
That day, Lin Feng chased for thousands of miles on the battlefield and left alone. There was no news after that. After the war, the people of the Scarlet Blood Heavenly Sword followed Mengqing out to look for them. A few days later, by chance, they finally got the news at Ziwei Villa. , Lin Feng set foot on the Purple Mansion on the Purple Mountain.
So, Mengqing and the others rushed over thousands of miles without stopping for a moment.
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At the same time, at the top of Zifu Mountain, in front of the palace in the forbidden area, after Lin Feng forced the ancestor of Zifu back, his body moved again, without stopping even for a moment. This time, he pulled his body Duan Xinye beside him moved together, and with one step, he led Duan Xinye to Ziying.
"Roar… "
Ziying let out a roar in his mouth. Lin Feng actually regarded him as a soft persimmon. He, the majestic master of the Zi Mansion, seemed to have become a weakling. Lin Feng led someone to attack him during the break between fighting with the ancestor. , as if he could kill Ziying in an instant, which made Ziying feel endlessly insulted.
On a normal day, he, the Master of the Purple Mansion, has an extremely noble status, and possesses the strength of the pinnacle of spiritual martial arts. He dominates an area, and everyone within a radius of thousands of miles does not respect him.
But today, Lin Feng, a young man with a single sword, climbed up to his Zi Mansion and killed him. The people of Zi Mansion treated Zi Ying as a waste and came to kill him at an opportunity.
The terrifying purple shadow rose into the sky again, and the sky was filled with purple light. The purple shadow's whole body was wrapped in purple energy, and the arrogant fist struck out violently again.
"Sword of the Sunset!"
Lin Feng said indifferently, and the long sword in his hand passed through the void. This sword was not dazzling, but it gave people a lonely and desolate mood.
A hero dies and a strong man loses his strength.
No matter how energetic a genius is, no matter how dazzling a strong person is, there will eventually be a time of twilight and a lonely person.
The sword of the rising sun is full of vitality, endless vitality and surging vitality.
The sword of light is violent, powerful, and the brilliance of the scorching sun. It can illuminate everything, destroy everything, and end everything.
The sword of sunset, the sword of twilight, with one sword falling, it seems that any flashy life will end, no matter how dazzling you once were.
Ziying really felt this feeling of twilight from the bottom of his heart. He used to dominate one party, but now he is wantonly humiliated by Lin Feng. Doesn't this agree with the situation he is in
My heart trembled, and the fist shadows all over the sky seemed to dim a lot. With one sword fall, all the glitz and glamor came to an end.
When the Sunset Sword fell, Ziying's body slowly fell down, and the hearts of the crowd trembled violently.
Zi Ying, the master of Zi Mansion, dies with one sword strike!
"Strong!" The crowd felt a little numb. Ziying was dead and was also killed by Lin Feng. This temperament is strong.
"boom!"
The purple light formed a spiral shape, wrapped around the body of the ancestor of Zi Mansion, and rose into the sky.
Lin Feng forced him back, and then in an instant, he killed Zi Ying with a sword. In front of him, a strong man in the Xuanwu Realm and the ancestor of the Zi Mansion, he killed the master of the Zi Mansion, Zi Ying. .
This is not only killing his descendants, but also humiliating him naked. He, the ancestor of Zi Mansion, is useless.
"I will cut you into pieces."
With a ferocious and cold expression on his face, the ancestor of the Zi Mansion stepped onto the corridor. With one step, the entire corridor trembled violently, as if it might collapse at any time.
"Broken into pieces?" Lin Feng looked coldly and said, "You said I would never have the chance to kill him when you came here, but what happens now? He is already a dead man."
"You will be buried with him."
The ancestor of the Zifu took another step, and the trembling of the ground made Lin Feng's heart tremble. He became angry. The ancestor of the Zifu who was in the Xuanwu Realm was completely angry.
"You still have to try it before you know."
Lin Feng placed Duan Xinye behind him, stepped forward, and his fighting spirit soared into the sky.
Everyone in the space can clearly feel Lin Feng's fighting spirit. Even when facing a powerful being in the Xuanwu Realm, he still does not flinch. There is no fear or fear, only a burning fighting heart and full of blood.
This is the real martial arts. With such a will, how can it not be strong? Lin Feng's current strength is definitely not just because of his talent, but also his extremely determined heart.
"good!"
The ancestor of the Zi Mansion felt Lin Feng's fighting spirit, roared angrily, stepped forward, surging power surged through his body, and the purple true energy roared towards Lin Feng fiercely.
"The Sword of Death."
Lin Feng swung out his sword. In the realm of unity between man and nature, he used the sword of death again. It was much more powerful than before. This sword merged with heaven and earth, and contained the artistic conception of death.
"Boom!"
The purple true energy collided with the sword, and extremely powerful power came from the sword. Lin Feng felt that his arms were carrying a mountain, heavy and oppressive.
People in the Xuanwu Realm condense True Yuan, which is made up of the endless energy of heaven and earth. The power of True Yuan is many times more powerful than the power emitted by the energy of heaven and earth.
When the ancestor of Zi Mansion was angry, he used all his true energy. Even though it was just a random blow, Lin Feng couldn't bear it. The arm holding the sword was injured and his body retreated.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
The ancestor of Zifu said coldly, stepping forward again, and the ground made a roar.
Another fierce and domineering punch was thrown at Lin Feng. The purple true energy turned into a spiral and spat out along his arm.
"boom!"
There was another violent explosion, Lin Feng grunted, and pulled Duan Xinye back again. The angry Zifu ancestor was like a demon god.
"This is the difference between the Lingwu Realm and the Xuanwu Realm. Different from the cross-level challenge, there are essential changes between the Lingwu Realm and the Xuanwu Realm."
Lin Feng secretly thought in his heart that fighting is for experience, to experience the Xuanwu realm, and also to test himself and stimulate his strength.
Sooner or later he will step into the realm of Xuanwu. The deeper his understanding, the more helpful it will be for him to enter the realm of Xuanwu in the future.
"Although I can't fight, I still have to leave something behind."
The fighting spirit burning in Lin Feng's body remained undiminished, and he stared closely at the ancestor of Zi Mansion.
"Don't look at me. Facing the Xuanwu Realm, you won't have any chance. Don't even think about touching me at all. You can only wait for death."
The ancestor of the Zi Mansion said indifferently, the roaring purple true energy becoming more and more intense.
"Yeah?"
Lin Feng whispered, his body suddenly disappeared, Shadow Kill, and his body turned into a shadow.
"is that useful?"
The ancestor of Zi Mansion sneered, Xuanwu Realm's vision and sensing ability are so strong. Although Lin Feng's martial arts are very powerful, Lin Feng's cultivation is still at the Spiritual Martial Realm and he cannot exert his full power.
The purple light roared, killing everything, but at this moment, a sword pierced the purple light directly, the sword struck by the shadow.
"Abandon the sword!"
The ancestor of the Zi Mansion sneered, and his palm trembled violently. The sword was immediately wrapped in purple light and stopped in front of his throat, unable to move forward even half a step.
Lin Feng's figure appeared, standing in front of the ancestor of Zifu, and said coldly: "Who said that the Lingwu realm can't hurt the strong Xuanwu realm."
"Cross Shadow Kill!"
As the words came out, Lin Feng's whole body turned into a sword, a sword that was extremely sharp and could destroy everything.
His hands passed through the void, and the light of the cross lit up brightly. It was incredibly fast, so fast that the crowd could only see a cross of light and shadow condensed in the void, as if it had always been there, but they understood that this cross of light and shadow , it just appeared instantly.
When Lin Feng finished speaking, the ancestor of the Zi Mansion felt the danger. He also instantly put the purple true energy on the back of his body to defend himself, but it was still too late. The purple energy on his chest was instantly annihilated under the cross shadow killing. His clothes were torn, and there was a huge clear cross on his chest. The cross was the same as the light in the void. It was so terrifying that even flesh and blood could be seen.
Just a little bit close, if he was weaker, this cross would disembowel him and kill him.