Chapter 661: You Can't Escape Death Today!

Déjà vu.

As if in a dream, in a distant dusty memory.

This murderous aura, this terrifying arrogance, was a lingering nightmare for Lin Feng, a heart-wrenching killing. A white and flawless face appeared in her mind, like the most beautiful crystal jade, with green silk falling on her shoulders, and the white dress and light gauze reflecting her temperament like a hollow valley orchid.

But in an instant—

"Woohoo!" The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, tearing the white figure to pieces.

A man dressed in blue armor with ten scabbards hanging from his waist, exuding an aggressive gaze in his eyes, and a murderous aura. His sword perfectly matched the ruthlessness in the depths of his pupils, and at this moment, the memory was like reappearing, and Lin Feng's heart was like a raging fire.

It's him!

He's coming!

"Come out." Lin Feng shouted deeply, and the black sword in his hand was revealed.

A vicious battle was inevitable, but Lin Feng didn't have any cowardice or fear at the moment, and now he was the same as he was a year ago. Bai Yun's residence was destroyed, Bai Yun's predecessors were killed, and he was forced to take poison, and every scene was clearly imprinted in his eyes, all because of one person-

Sect Master of Nirvana, Ao Jianhui.

"Hmph." The void shuddered with Ao Jianhui's angry snort.

Holding an antique brown sword in his hand, Ao Jianhui was dressed in blue armor and wore combat boots on his feet, like an immortal god of war. In particular, the ten scabbards on his waist exuded a terrifying sword intent, and the killing aura filled the entire area with a murderous aura.

He's been waiting for a long time.

"We meet again." Ao Jianhui looked directly at Lin Feng, and the cold tiger eyes had profound sword intent.

Burnt hatred, anger, and... Some fears.

"Yes." Lin Feng was very calm, but his heart was already ready for battle.

It was only now that he really saw the level of strength of the sect master of the second largest sect in the thirty-three continents.

Not only is he a strong Nemer, but he also has a sword heart.

"A fierce battle." Intuition told Lin Feng that he was not only at a disadvantage in this battle. And—

It's a big disadvantage!

Ao Jianhui is much stronger than he expected.

"The revenge of killing the son is not shared with the sky, today - you will not escape death." Ao Jianhui's sword came out, and the aurora bloomed at the apex, like a sun, moon and stars illuminating, the whole space vibrated violently, and the thick and heavy suffocating feeling sank straight to his heart.

World of Swords!

Massive, heavy, and ruthless. Suffocating, Ao Jianhui's sword world has a different artistic conception from the dream fairy.

The realm of swordsmanship, only strong, not weak!

"Peng!" Lin Feng instantly burst out with the eighth weight of the titanium-level body.

In the face of an opponent like Ao Jianhui, if he didn't go all out, he didn't even have the slightest chance of winning, the golden titanium-level light flashed, Lin Feng's physical fitness skyrocketed instantly, and the black power in his hand was monstrous, and the overlord's combat power directly resisted the coercion of the sword world.

But this time, it's completely different.

Scold!

Ao Jianhui stabbed at him. The tip of the sword shone brightly, as if walking on the path of heaven without a trace, the holy qi perfectly merged into the two completely different energies, and the entire sword world shook violently. Fierce pressure came from all directions.

Fusion of Holy Aura!

Exclusive to the Nemo Strong.

"It is the light of the holy energy of heaven and earth, and... Earth energy. Lin Feng had clearly judged in an instant, the five kinds of heaven and earth holy qi, the light and the earth merged into the path to heaven. Ao Jianhui's heavenly holy qi is unparalleled. Supplemented by his swordsmanship, his attack power is better than that of the dream fairy of the day.

Disheveled!

The outbreak of Lin Feng's attack did not give up half a step. In the first encounter, there was a terrifying energy that penetrated the body. The swordsmanship of the dream fairy is elegant. Full of aura; But Ao Jianhui's swordsmanship is tricky and weird, like a sinister poisonous snake, and the holy qi of the sky rotates sharply, penetrating the heart.

"Bang!" Lin Feng's reaction was not unpleasant.

The True Dragon Sacred Power instantly set up a defense, and the Immortal Thunder Bead Armor resisted, and was directly repelled by the amazing impact force, and the vortex body consumed its strength. His eyes burned, the golden light flashed in Lin Feng's hand, and the Hongmen Ball, which had made a miraculous feat in the battle with the Ruomeng Fairy, reappeared, endowed with a direct soul attack.

Ao Jianhui's sword is very strong, but his willpower may not be as good as that of Ruomeng Fairy.

However, to Lin Feng's surprise, Ao Jianhui did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, the moment he saw the Hongmen ball, he had already opened the distance, his cold pupils narrowed, the essence flashed, Ao Jianhui shouted in an instant, and the entire sword space shook violently.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

Sword after sword flew out of its scabbard.

Colorful, hovering in the air, like a pair of invisible hands controlling.

"Ten Swords Killing Array." Lin Feng felt the pressure of the heavy restraint increase several times, and instantly understood everything, he and Ruomeng Fairy Ao Jianhui saw it in his eyes, and now his trick was probably already known to him.

Trouble!

"Hmph." Ao Jianhui sneered.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, he knew that Lin Feng's trick, the Holy Power Cultivator was not easy to mess with, even if the strength was inferior, but if he really provoked the Holy Power Cultivator, maybe he would die with you. Your body is strong in defense and strong in attack, not necessarily strong willpower, but strong in the soul of talent.

Although he hated Lin Feng to the bone and wanted to kill him quickly, Ao Jianhui also cherished his feathers.

For him, Lin Feng at the moment was just a caged bird.

"Catch a turtle in an urn!" Ao Jianhui controlled the entire sword world, and the ten swords rose, and the heavenly holy qi formed the center of the sword array, and the energy flowed rapidly. He is determined to win against Lin Feng, and if he looks carefully at the battle with Ruomeng Fairy, Ao Jianhui is completely sure.

The current Lin Feng is definitely not his opponent!

But......

"This kid, in just eight days, his strength has improved again!" Ao Jianhui's eyes showed a cold light, and the fear in his heart was even stronger.

As the sect master of the Nirvana Sect, he is not only excellent in strength, experience, scheming, and all aspects of ability.

"A year ago, when the tiger returned to the mountain, Lin'er died at his hands, and this time I want to let him go again......"

"I'll be the one who dies next time!"

Kill it and be fast!

Ao Jianhui knows the importance of cutting grass and eradicating roots.

"Go!" Ten swords stabbed straight towards Lin Feng, and the world of swords changed dramatically, but at this moment, the entire space shook violently. Ao Jianhui's face changed, his eyes were suddenly angry, and blood was scattered, it was a sword aura that was not inferior to him, collapsing the entire sword world.

Like two comets colliding.

Boom!!

Lin Feng's pressure suddenly relaxed.

In an instant, the storm rose, the wind howled and blew the entire space, attacking and defending, driving the whirlpool body to give full play to the power of the storm whirlpool, and the image of Chi You behind him gathered strong power, and the thunder dragon rose into the air, and Ao Jianhui's face changed suddenly.

Angry Tie Qing!

"I didn't expect that." The corners of Lin Feng's mouth were slightly drawn.

The power that broke through Ao Jianhui's sword world is very familiar to me, the same sword world, different swordsmanship. Dressed in a white dress, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, her whole body exudes holy light, and her temperament is eye-catching.

The top-grade heavenly holy soldier, the sword of Yu Yu shines brightly.

She's coming.

(It's back, busy New Year's Day~) (To be continued.) )