"What?!" Wu Mou's face changed, and he looked at his treasure knife in an instant.

Sure enough, as Lin Fei said, it had broken into two. All he held in his hand was the second half of the blade, which was close to the hilt.

Not only that, but there were already huge cracks on it, and it seemed that if you touched it lightly, it would be torn apart in an instant, turning into powder and shards.

Wu Mou was terrified and looked at Lin Fei in horror.

With his Grandmaster's ninth-level cultivation, he slashed at Lin Fei with all his strength. On the premise that the latter hadn't opened the body protection qi, he actually broke his treasure sword?

The key is that Lin Fei is still unscathed, and there is not even a white spot on his forehead.

How is this possible!

"Continue," Lin Fei's tone didn't fluctuate in the slightest, "This is just the first move." I don't expect you to be able to use a sword sect like 'Chasing the Moon Meteor Slash', but you won't just learn the most introductory garbage tricks, right?"

Wu Mou's eyes were about to pop out, and he couldn't hide the shock in his heart: "You actually know the Sword Sect?"

Lin Fei said lightly: "The sect founded by my own protégé, what is so strange about it?"

Wu Mouren was stupid, and he only felt that he was caught in a brainstorm.

What is a sect founded by a protégé?

Could it be that Yang Zhenbei, the Sword Emperor who was powerful in the world four thousand years ago, was the protégé of this young man?

"Ridiculous!"

"If Sword Emperor Yang Zhenbei is your protégé, then Lao Tzu is still the master of Sword Emperor Jiang Liuyun!" Wu Mou sneered, feeling that there was nothing more absurd in the world.

Isn't the grass and mud horse just bragging, who can't do it?

"I'm just telling the truth, why don't you believe it?" Lin Fei shook his head lightly and said lightly, "Oh yes, the Sword Emperor Jiang Liuyun you said... Also my protégé. ”

Looking at him with a troubled look, Wu Mou was amused: "Lao Tzu has never seen someone who can brag, and he is the first one who dares to brag like you! What's the matter, the founding ancestors of the Sword Sect and the Sword Sect are both your protégés? You are so good, why don't you just say that the founding ancestors of the eight major sects are all your protégés?"

Lin Fei shook his head and corrected slightly: "That kid from the Demon Sect doesn't count. ”

The implication is that the founding ancestors of the other seven sects are all his protégés.

Wu Mou was almost angry to death by these words-, why can you blow it like this? The key is to blow it, such an outrageous and ridiculous thing, can you not make such a fuss?

Probably, this is the legendary "serious nonsense", right?

"Forget it, let you die clearly. Lin Fei was not interested, and he had lost his patience.

He stretched out a finger and shot a spiritual light into Wu Mou's eyebrows.

In an instant, the latter was shocked, and looked at Lin Fei with a frightened gaze, his legs were weak and trembling.

Because he saw with his own eyes, Lin Fei taught the Sword Emperor Yang Zhenbei Knife Technique!

In the picture, Lin Fei casually took out the knife in Yang Zhenbei's hand and slashed it towards the vast sea.

No wind or waves, calm and incomparable.

The knife did not appear to have had any effect.

However, Yang Zhenbei's face was full of shock, his emotions were so agitated that his whole body was trembling. His eyes widened, unwilling to miss the slightest picture in front of him, as well as the extreme knife intent remaining in the sea.

With a "bang", Lin Fei inserted the long knife back into Yang Zhenbei's scabbard. With his hands behind his back, he calmly departed, leaving only a dashing back.

And at the same time.

"Boom—"

In the earth-shattering loud noise, the endless blue sea surface was actually split in two at this moment!

The sea water was slashed by the power of this sword, and the blue water beat the white waves, surging violently to both sides.

The fault cut by this knife stretches all the way to the end of the line of sight, where the water and the sky meet. Such a visual impact is enough to make anyone feel deeply shocked.

This Nima is not a small river or stream, and even the Yangtze River and the Yellow River cannot be compared to it. You must know that the depth of the sea can reach thousands of meters, but it was cut open by Lin Fei's understatement......

It is impossible to guess the destructive power of this knife.

Tianwei.

These two words suddenly popped out of Wu Mou's mind.

He swallowed his saliva, feeling that his legs were so weak: "The Sword Sect's 'splitting the wind and waves' move was learned by Yang Zhenbei from here?"

Seeing Lin Fei bowing slightly, Wu Mou couldn't hold on any longer.

As if an invisible spiritual blow had descended, his face was extremely pale, and he completely lost his strength to resist stubbornly, and fell to his knees with a "poof".

The terrifying majesty of the heavens, the roar of the waves sweeping to both sides, the sight of the huge waves covering the clouds, made him not have the courage to fight at all.

Despair, palpitations, completely filled his mind.

"Ask the immortals to spare their lives!" Wu Mou trembled uncontrollably, kowtowing on the ground like pounding garlic.

Lin Fei ignored him, but put his gaze back on Ji Yaoguang, who had gone and returned.

Previously, she was chased and killed by Wu Mou's subordinates, and she chose to flee in a panic. Later, he was pleasantly surprised to see that Lin Fei was unharmed, so he simply ran back again.

Lin Fei really wanted to remind "You don't have to run, really".

She has an enchantment charm on her body, not to mention these stinky fish and rotten shrimp, even the most valuable great master in the ancient martial arts world can't hurt her a single cold hair......

"Lin Fei, I knew you would be fine!" Ji Yaoguang was happy and angry, and his eyes were red.

Naturally, Lin Fei is safe and sound. is angry that his acting skills of pretending to be dead before are too realistic, and he has deceived himself, which is a big shock......

If Ji Yaoguang was surprised to see this scene, then Wu Mou's subordinates were purely frightened.

"Damn, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Wasn't that kid poisoned by demonic energy, how can he still be alive?"

"Nima, why did Steward Wu kneel down and kowtow to him?!"

"Damn, could it be that he is possessed by some demon?"

Everyone was startled, and they stopped suddenly, letting Ji Yaoguang run briskly towards the two.

And at this moment, Wu Mou's dead and desperate heart finally ignited the flame of hope.

Lin Fei is an unimaginable mythical-level character, who steps on a horse, this woman will not be the same, right?

She is the only breakthrough!

Thinking of this, Wu Mou instantly burst out and swooped towards Ji Yaoguang.

He shook his claws in the air, protecting his body with great energy, and pinched Ji Yaoguang's neck.

Sensing that Lin Fei didn't make any moves, Wu Mou was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that he had seized that glimmer of life.

However, as soon as Wu Mou got angry, he was directly swept away by a huge invisible repulsion.

"Boom-"

Wu Mou crashed deeply into the stone wall of the mountain, and the protective body qi collapsed in an instant, and he spat out a mouthful of blood wildly.

At this moment, it was as if there were four big words written on his face.

Despair.

Go to pieces.