Chapter 705 Nightmares are White
Crack!
Feng Lin's long sword struck Yan Nong's palm.
In an instant, the earth and stone armor outside Yan Nong's palm fell into pieces.
The inside of the broken armor was mixed with blood.
Yan Nong's entire palm became bloody.
"Impossible! Impossible!"
Yan Nong retreated violently. He looked at his hand, which was not broken, but the bones inside were shattered.
When Feng Lin waved his weapon just now, the energy that exploded was the realm of divine orifice.
Why is it so powerful?
"Is this...a formation?"
Meng Changsheng was shocked. What level of formation master could he be able to inscribe such a strong offensive formation on his sword?
Suddenly, he remembered the Tomb of the Three Kings that Feng Lin had mentioned before.
Is this kid holding the legendary famous sword, Ganjiang or Moye?
Feng Lin was also surprised by this formation. He did not expect it to be so powerful.
"Come on, let me show you how fluorescent I am."
A black smoke cloak appeared behind Feng Lin.
The cloak wrapped around Feng Lin, gradually covering his body.
Behind him, a ball of red and blue flames appeared.
Whoosh!
Feng Lin took one step forward and appeared in front of Yan Nong in the blink of an eye.
“It’s your sword!”
Yan Nong also noticed this, and he immediately removed his armor.
Although earth and stone armor will increase defense a lot, it will also be much slower.
Since it’s because of this sword, it’s okay as long as Feng Lin doesn’t attack.
Black symbols continued to spread across his face.
Finally, his entire face was covered with black symbols.
The power in my body is getting stronger and stronger.
"Boy, be careful, what you have to face next is a battle at the true Dacheng realm."
Meng Changsheng took out his pipe and looked into the distance with a smile.
"I've been ready for a long time!"
Feng Lin was just about to attack when he suddenly found that the ground beneath his feet began to shake violently.
Brush!
A spike of earth and stone emerged from the ground, targeting Feng Lin's feet.
Feng Lin immediately dodged away, but before he landed, a few more earth and stone spikes popped out from where he landed.
Swish!
Not only were the spikes under my feet, but black spikes also appeared in the air.
Block all paths to Feng Lin.
“Death!”
Yan Nong sneered and clenched his fist hard at Feng Lin.
Swish, brush, brush!
Feng Lin spun in mid-air, waving his sword very gorgeously.
Bang bang bang!
The surrounding earth and stone spikes and the black spikes in the air were all shattered.
Feng Lin landed firmly on the ground, shook his wrist, and made a sword flower.
"A small trick."
Feng Lin walked towards Yan Nong again.
"Sure enough, it is because of this sword. If I know the reason, I can prescribe the right medicine."
Yan Nong jumped towards Feng Lin.
He slapped it out with one palm.
Boom!
The air around Feng Lin suddenly shook and rushed toward Feng Lin.
Bang!
Feng Lin was so shocked that he flew backwards.
"As expected! Only range attacks can restrain you!"
Yan Nong sneered again and again, finally finding this boy's weakness.
However, the long sword in his hand is a treasure and must be obtained.
Faced with indiscriminate range attacks, Feng Lin was indeed no match and could only avoid them through divine counterattacks.
However, Yan Nong is at the fourth level of Dacheng, and his understanding of combat is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.
He has been trying to distance himself from Feng Lin and started a war of attrition.
As long as Feng Lin came close, he would immediately avoid him without caring about his face.
Feng Lin made several sneak attacks without success.
He couldn't help but regret a little. If he had known better, he would not have attacked his hand in the first place and would have directly shattered his head.
Whoosh!
A black shadow fell next to Meng Changsheng.
Feng Lin teleported over instantly, put his arm on Meng Changsheng's shoulders, and breathed a few times, "Grandma's, Second Master, I can't beat you."
"Isn't this nonsense? The fourth level peak, you can Fighting with him for so long is already pretty good." Meng Changsheng shook his head slightly. He said this because he didn't want to make Feng Lin proud.
In the middle stage of tempering, after fighting against the fourth level peak for so long, no one would believe it.
As expected of Feng Chen’s son, this family is simply a freak, and they don’t know what to eat when they grow up.
Yan Nong didn't give Feng Lin a chance to breathe and immediately attacked here.
"Second Master, can you beat me?"
Feng Lin doesn't have much Qi left now. If Mr. Er can't beat him, he will save some for running away.
If Er Ye can beat him, then just use it to the limit.
"I can't beat him for now. If you use it at a higher intensity, you'll be close." Meng Changsheng said calmly.
"Okay!"
Feng Lin held the long sword and rushed over again.
Yan Nong was really annoyed by this flying bug.
If he reaches the fifth level, just give him compressed air to fix it.
If he is the sixth level of Dacheng, he will directly explode and kill this kid.
The high-intensity range attacks consume a lot of his Qi.
Facing the cripple in the distance, his winning rate began to decline.
Brush!
A black shadow flew directly in front of Yan Nong.
Yan Nong immediately retreated.
"Behind!"
Feng Lin roared angrily.
Yan Nong was just about to evacuate to the side, when four figures attacked him from all sides.
Whoosh!
Yan Nong immediately jumped into the air.
"So! You have no choice but to jump!"
Hit Feng Lin above his head with a sword.
Yan Nong's expression changed and he unleashed his energy to the limit.
Boom!
Feng Lin was struck by this force like thunder, sweeping across the sky.
Terrifying vibrations swept through the entire ruins.
Feng Lin was thrown straight away. His body was shaken violently and he fell next to Meng Changsheng with a thud.
“Damn it! It was almost.”
Feng Lin supported himself with his sword and got up from the ground.
“That’s enough. With your current level, you can make the other party unexpected. It’s already pretty good.”
Meng Changsheng nodded with satisfaction.
With Feng Lin's talent, as long as he steps into the realm of Dacheng, he will never move forward.
It can even surpass his father's record. At the first level of Dacheng, he can kill the fourth level of Dacheng.
"Second Master, is that okay?" Feng Lin asked in a deep voice.
“Almost.”
Meng Changsheng walked a few steps forward on crutches, "It's my turn to fight you."
I can easily escape without you."
Yan Nong narrowed his eyes.
He's just a cripple, I don't believe he can catch up with me.
Meng Changsheng smiled and glanced at Feng Lin, "Get out, I'm afraid he will take the opportunity to attack you and distract me."
"Okay! Second master, be careful."
Feng Lin immediately ran out of the ruins.
“Come on.”
Meng Changsheng leaned on his crutches, smiled and twitched his fingers at Yan Nong.
“Why don’t you come?”
Yan Nong stopped where he was and tried to calm himself.
"I'm doing it for your own good. If I came first, you might not even have a chance to take action."
Meng Changsheng's crutch hit the ground hard, and his whole body was enveloped in golden light.
The light became brighter and brighter, like the sun at noon, turning into white light.
“You know? Nightmares are actually white.”
Meng Changsheng's murmuring voice sounded in Yan Nong's ears.
Yan Nong’s eyes were wide open, and cold sweat instantly swept over his body.
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(End of this chapter)