Full-level sword enlightenment: a new system every day

Lin Feng said lightly.

The right hand holds a green iron sword, which is used as a knife.

Although he doesn't practice swords, it doesn't mean he can't use swords.

As long as the move is a knife move, it doesn't matter what you hold in your hand.

It's just that it will affect his comprehension ability.

"Heh... such a sword can also make sword moves, I want to see, what qualifications do you have to say such a thing?"

Song Qing smiled disdainfully, picked up the third-grade long sword in his hand, and endowed it with aura.

A basic sword technique of the Xuan level is brewing rapidly.

"Young Master Song is going to use that trick, retreat quickly."

"It's over for Lin Feng. If he doesn't die, he will be disabled."

"..."

As Song Qing quickly endowed his long sword with aura.

All the monks around distanced themselves from Song Qing.

The coercion from the peak of the Qi Refining Ninth Layer's Xuan-level elementary swordsmanship made cold sweat break out on their foreheads.

Even Lin Feng deeply felt the tyranny of this sword.

Coupled with the gap in strength between the two, it is indeed a bit risky to be so tough.

"In that case."

Lin Feng didn't hesitate, his mind sank, and he immediately used the secret method, the Dou Yun Jue, which he learned just at the very moment.

Even though he has just reached the stage of infancy, this secret method is at the high level of the mysterious level, and the increase it brings to Lin Feng is not small at all.

"boom……"

Once the secret method was cast, Lin Feng's cultivation base soared in a straight line.

"What's going on? Lin Feng's strength is increasing rapidly?"

"In an instant, it has raised two heavens, and the trend has not stopped."

"The eighth level of Qi refining."

"Ninefold..."

"boom……"

a few breaths.

Lin Feng's strength soared to the fourth heaven.

Reached the realm of Qi Refining Nine Heavens.

This is just the result of his initial learning of the secret technique.

After all, the cultivation base of Qi Refining Realm is not high, so the increase is very strong.

"Give me a knife!"

"boom……"

After the strength skyrocketed.

Lin Feng immediately concentrated his spiritual energy on the third-grade green iron sword, preparing to display the middle-level Xuan-level saber technique he had comprehended and created.

"Mystery?"

Song Qing looked at Lin Feng's soaring strength, obviously very surprised.

Secret techniques are something that not everyone can possess.

Subconsciously, he felt that Lin Feng's identity was not simple.

But at this moment, the hatred between him and Lin Feng has been forged.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

"Although I don't know where you came from, our duel today is inevitable."

"Thousand Shaped Phantom Sword!"

"Shhhhh..."

Song Qing let out a low drink.

The Xuan-level primary sword skill, the Thousand Shapes Phantom Sword, stabbed at Lin Feng in an instant.

This sword skill can produce thousands of phantoms if it is practiced to great success.

It is impossible to tell which one is the real attack.

And Song Qing also practiced this sword skill assiduously, and with all his strength, a hundred sword shadows barely appeared.

At this moment, in Lin Feng's eyes, it was as if a hundred long swords were stabbing at him.

However, he didn't panic at all.

Because, in the face of absolute strength.

Any bells and whistles will be swept away!
"Give me a knife!"

"Shh..."

In a moment, the saber energy was condensed.

Lin Feng used a sword as a knife, and directly slashed at the Hundred Sword Shadows in front of him.

"boom……"

The thick power turned into a blade, directly broke through Song Qing's hundred sword shadows, swept across the void, and slashed towards Song Qing.

"how is this possible?"

Song Qing looked horrified, and quickly mobilized all the spiritual energy left in his body, gathered on the long sword, and resisted Lin Feng's attack.

"boom……"

Immediately, the blade fell on Song Qing's long sword, and after only a moment of stalemate, it cut Song Qing's long sword instantly, leaving a deep knife mark on his body.

"what……"

"puff……"

A miserable cry came from Song Qing's mouth.

Under Lin Feng Guiqi's knife, he was no match at all.

The whole person fell to the ground, horrible to look at.

"Song Shao."

The people of Xiaoyumen looked at the scene in front of them in astonishment, and were completely shocked.

"Song Shao actually lost to a rookie?"

"How is this possible? That knife just now?"

"..."

For a moment, they all panicked.

Even Song Qing lost to Lin Feng, who else could be his enemy.

"Go, take Song Shao away."

A man at the fifth level of Qi refining was the first to react and shouted loudly.

"Do you think I will let you leave so easily?"

Lin Feng smiled coldly.

Before the effect of the secret technique had passed, he quickly made a move, walking among the disciples of the Xiaoyu Sect, waving the long sword in his hand, killing the group of monks with screams.

"Ah..."

All the monks were scratched by Lin Feng's long sword, blood spurted, they had no power to parry and could only let themselves be slaughtered by him.

Not long after, all the men from the Xiaoyumen who came to make troubles were seriously injured by Lin Feng, leaving a bloody price, and ran away in despair.

"flutter……"

Immediately, the effect of Lin Feng's secret technique reached its current limit.

His strength began to decline, and the strong aftereffects made him feel a little overdrawn in his Nine Star Divine Body.

It is mainly caused by the emptiness of spiritual energy and excessive consumption.

The body is not exhausted.

"Fat Dragon!"

Although his body urgently needs to replenish spiritual energy at this moment, Lin Feng went to wait and see Fat Dragon immediately.

If Feilong hadn't bought time for himself and let him complete the cultivation of the secret method.

Today's results may not be the case.

The outer door, the Grand Elder's House.

When Lin Feng met the new disciple who had returned, he learned that Feilong had been sent to the alchemy elder of the outer sect, so he rushed over immediately.

He hurried into the yard, but was stopped by a young man.

"This is the private courtyard of the Great Elder, and no one else is allowed to enter."

Looking at the young man blocking the way in front of him, the aura emanating from his body is already that of a real warrior.

Lin Feng immediately said: "My brother is inside, I'm here to find my brother."

"Your brother?"

Hearing this, the young man frowned and pondered for a moment: "Are you Lin Feng?"

"Ah."

Lin Feng nodded.

The young man stepped aside and said, "That fat man is seriously injured and is in critical condition. The Great Elder is trying to rescue him. You'd better not go in now."

Hearing this, Lin Feng glanced at the closed door, although he really wanted to go in and see how Feilong was doing.

But it is also clear that at the moment, he can only hope that the great elder can save Feilong, otherwise he will feel guilty.

"who are you?"

Afterwards, Lin Feng set his eyes on the young man and asked.

"I am a closed disciple accepted by the Great Elder last year. My name is Li Chong. Please give me your advice."

Li Chong smiled heartily and introduced himself.

"Please advise."

Lin Feng was polite, and then stood guard outside the door.

Originally, he wanted to wait for the great elder to come out and go in to have a look at Fat Dragon, but his body was empty of aura, and he couldn't stand it, so he could only practice quietly outside the door.

And, touch the upgrade threshold.