Chapter 208 If You Survive My Sword Strike, I Will Spare Your Life
Luo Xue was surprised to see Lin Fengmian's strange body movements, "What is this?"
Lin Fengmian smiled and said, "I just learned the Phantom Trace."
Luo Xue was surprised and said, "It seems that every time you advance to a new realm, this evil emperor technique will give you a new move."
Lin Fengmian hummed and said, "It seems so at present, but it doesn't feel very practical. They are all auxiliary abilities."
"It is very practical. It can be regarded as a life-saving ability. Only by being alive can you have a future." Luo Xue smiled.
"Okay!"
Lin Fengmian could only answer like this, looking at the monks who fled in all directions, and continued to chase them.
"Do you really want to kill us all?"
One of the big men looked at Lin Fengmian chasing after him, and said fiercely.
"Fellow Daoist? Sorry, I, Ye Xuefeng, am not a fellow Taoist with you, and I am not interested in being a fellow Taoist."
Lin Fengmian said as he acted mercilessly and cleaned up the man.
"Ye Xuefeng, I remember now. He is the survivor of Kangcheng, the one who gained enlightenment and built his foundation overnight!"
The remaining Nascent Soul cultivator finally remembered Ye Xuefeng through the name that Lin Fengmian kept reminding him of.
"Congratulations on getting the answer right. As a reward, I'll give you a ride!"
Lin Fengmian smiled slightly, pointed his finger, and the long sword in his hand, with a cartoon sky lightning, instantly pierced through the opponent with lightning speed.
So far, all the cultivators who attacked Lin Fengmian, except Zuo Yueting, have died.
Zuo Yueting stood in the distance, with a long whip in her hand wrapped in a gust of wind, looking at Lin Fengmian solemnly.
Lin Fengmian looked at her and chuckled, "Fairy, do you regret not agreeing to my request just now?"
Zuo Yueting said with a complicated expression, "Regret? I do regret it a little bit. It's all my fault for being greedy."
"But people die for money and birds die for food. If you give me another chance, I will still do the same."
Lin Fengmian hummed and smiled, "You are honest. Considering that you didn't intend to kill me at the beginning and reminded me."
"I will only use one sword. If you can take it, I will spare your life."
Zuo Yueting looked strange and said in surprise, "Then I will thank you for not killing me first."
The people below also thought the same as her. Although Lin Fengmian was powerful, this was obviously a let-down, right?
Killing a well-prepared Yuanying Great Perfection cultivator with one sword?
This is probably difficult to do even if you leave your body, right?
Lin Fengmian smiled playfully: "Really? Wait until you take it."
"One sword decides the outcome!"
He swung the long sword in his hand, and all the thunder in the sky and earth within a radius of 100 miles gathered at the tip of his sword.
As the thunder and lightning danced wildly, the sword light pierced the night sky like lightning and slashed towards Zuo Yueting.
The violent thunder and the sword light blended together to form a violent thunder dragon of ten feet, baring its fangs and claws, roaring and flying towards Zuo Yueting.
This sword, Lin Fengmian was merciless and went all out!
He really didn't hold back, this sword was aimed at taking Zuo Yueting's life.
Where the violent thunder dragon passed, the thunder and lightning shone on the earth like daylight.
But everyone felt that the sky and the earth were dark, with only that bright lightning.
Zuo Yueting felt the crisis of life and death, her whole body was horrified, and her hair stood up.
She knew that once she was hit by this thunder dragon, she would definitely die.
"The protection of the wind! Breath of the wind snake!"
She instantly activated the medium-grade magic weapon in her hand, and the long whip instantly turned into a giant snake and rushed forward.
There was a whistling wind around her, and her figure seemed to be invisible, making it difficult to see her figure.
The thunder dragon instantly tore the giant snake that the long whip turned into, and then crashed into the strong wind, tearing apart the rotating hurricane.
The thunder dragon swallowed the hurricane, and continued to move forward, sweeping across the woods, advancing a hundred meters, destroying many trees, and then completely stopped.
After a while, the wind stopped and the thunder stopped, leaving a trace of five feet wide and dozens of feet long in the woods.
In this area, the land rolled, and the charred trees lay crookedly on the land, and black smoke was still coming out of many places.
The people who thought Lin Fengmian had given Zuo Yueting a way out could not help but swallow their saliva secretly, and looked at Lin Fengmian with fear.
Although it was with the help of the residual power of the heavenly tribulation, it was rare in the world that Lin Fengmian's sword could have such power with his gestures.
Huang Lao also praised him and said: "I thought his cultivation talent was already amazing, and his combat power was not behind at all."
Jun Yunshang couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Huang Lao, is there really such a person who is born with knowledge in this world?"
Huang Lao opened his mouth and finally shook his head and said: "If it was before, I would tell Your Highness that there was no, but now, I am not sure."
Jun Yunshang was so surprised. Guan Ming and Ye Ling, who were in the Nascent Soul Realm, could feel the horror of this sword even more.
Both of them were doubting their lives at this moment.
As Nascent Souls, they thought they could not stop Lin Fengmian's sword, which made them a little frustrated.
Lin Fengmian stood high in the sky, looking down at the forest below, and his voice spread far away to the people hiding in the forest.
"Get out, a bunch of cowardly rats, killing you will dirty my hands, don't show up in front of me in the future."
Most of those hiding in the forest planned to wait and see what would happen. After seeing Lin Fengmian's fierce power, they naturally did not dare to act rashly.
They all fled in all directions, fearing that Lin Fengmian would regret it.
Lin Fengmian did not chase them, but let them escape.
After all, he was not a person who enjoyed killing, and he had to rely on these people to promote his name.
"What an arrogant little guy! Do you really think that no one in the world can control you?"
An old voice came, circling in the forest, and a monk who had left his body was attracted.
Lin Fengmian had already noticed the arrival of this person in his consciousness, and was not surprised, but just frowned slightly.
"Why don't you try it?"
At this moment, the old man Huang let out a long roar, released the breath on his body, and said with a smile: "Don't panic, my friend, I'll help you!"
The man in the forest sensed the breath of the old man Huang and Guan Ming beside him, and snorted coldly: "You are lucky."
He quickly fled away, not daring to stay for long, worried that he would be defeated by Lin Fengmian and the others.
Lin Fengmian just said lightly: "It's not certain who is lucky."
He looked at the traces of black smoke, but he exclaimed lightly, and saw the land turning over, and a white little hand stretched out from it.
After a while, Zuo Yueting crawled out of the soil in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
She put on a black robe in the soil, covering her tattered clothes and avoiding the sudden exposure of her spring light.
However, Lin Fengmian, who was opposite her, still had a feast for the eyes.
If the timing wasn't wrong, Young Master Lin would have wanted to whistle.
Zuo Yueting's original veil had disappeared, and although she was wearing a hood, her pale face was still exposed.
She was still in shock at the moment. If she hadn't used a few precious talismans and disposable magic weapons, she would have died long ago.
Seeing the dangerous look in Lin Fengmian's eyes, she endured the pain, bowed and saluted, saying: "Thank you for not killing me."
She could only use words to squeeze Lin Fengmian, betting that he would save his face and not do it again.