The white-faced monk's face sank: "Hmm, didn't you hear, if you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Lin Feng turned around abruptly, staring coldly at the arrogant and conceited white-faced sword cultivator, but his divine sense quietly turned, and he took out a fire emblem attack talisman from the Sumeru Illusion Ring, and silently pinched it in his hand hidden in his sleeve. [.]

The white-faced sword cultivator's killing intent rose suddenly, and Lin Feng dared to act rashly at this time, and he would immediately suffer his thunderous blow! Therefore, his hand would never dare to get close to the storage bag in the slightest, but could only carry it behind him without moving.

The white-faced sword cultivator's eyes flashed sharply, and the hand that had been hanging down suddenly rose into the air, slashing through a shallow shadow and passing through his waist, without even the slightest pause, he had already unsheathed the spirit sword!

A cold light suddenly bloomed, shooting out with an astonishing murderous aura! Whether it was speed or power, it was beyond the reach of ordinary foundation building period monks!

Zhu Zhiyao had already exclaimed in surprise beside him, but Lin Feng raised his hand and waved, and the fire pattern attack talisman was activated, and the flames were flying all over the sky, and powerful spiritual pressure filled every corner, and swept towards the white-faced sword cultivator with the momentum of angry waves!

The white-faced sword cultivator changed in shock, although his sword momentum had been raised, but it had not been completely released, if he continued to use it at this moment, he could still easily kill Lin Feng, but he himself would also be turned into ashes by the fire pattern attack talisman!

Between the line of life and death, the white-faced sword cultivator resolutely withdrew his sword momentum, and the sword light turned into an arc and suddenly turned, retreating a few feet with his light figure, and at the same time jumped up and floated into the air. [~]

And when he stabilized his figure, he was about to continue to urge the sword momentum to kill Lin Feng, but unfortunately there was only that raging flame in front of him, but Lin Feng's figure had already disappeared! The white-faced sword cultivator looked stunned, and was about to retreat again, but his eyebrows were startled, and then he raised his spirit sword and swung it towards his side!

Although Lin Feng's concealment technique was exquisite, his sword cultivation's intuition was extremely keen, and he could sense a potential threat from the faint fluctuations of spiritual power, which was what made sword cultivation different from ordinary people, and their detection of danger was often superior.

However, no matter how keen the perception is, the distance is already very close, and the sword momentum of the white-faced sword cultivation has not had time to be fully used, and in a hurry, he can only use the sword body to block horizontally, but this sharp sweep is also amazingly powerful!

The sword body came vertically, the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, and the white-faced sword cultivator didn't look at it, so he swung it sharply to a certain place on his side, and the trajectory of the sword body was less than three feet, but the power of the accumulation was also earth-shattering!

Just listening to the sound of "dang", the spirit sword collided with a certain object, and Lin Feng's figure appeared at this time, his hands were performing the quenching dragon technique, trapping the spirit sword of the white-faced sword cultivation with a metallic dragon entanglement cyclone!

The white-faced sword cultivator made a hasty move, the sword body didn't have time to stab out, the spiritual sword power could lose most of it, and the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, the spiritual power could not shoot towards Lin Feng, and the sword qi could only burst horizontally from the blade, forming a stalemate with Lin Feng's dragon entanglement cyclone!

However, after all, the power of the spirit sword was higher than the monk's spell, Lin Feng resisted the sword body of the white-faced sword cultivator with his bare hands, and the spiritual power formed by the dragon-entangling cyclone was quickly cut, torn, and dissolved by the sharp blade, seeing that the metallic dragon-shaped aura was about to collapse, the white-faced sword cultivator's eyes gradually narrowed, and a killing intent spontaneously appeared!

And at this moment, Lin Feng unexpectedly clasped his hands together and grabbed the spirit sword of the white-faced sword cultivation with a pair of palms!

The white-faced sword cultivator's face froze, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth with great coldness: "Look for death!"

With that, he got up and spun around, his entire body rose in the air, the hilt of the sword was only lightly raised, and the tip of the spirit sword pointed squarely at Lin Feng's chest!

At this time, Lin Feng was already opposite to the white-faced sword, his hands clamped the sword body, and the white-faced sword cultivation was hanging in the air, holding the spirit sword to fall from the sky with the momentum of Mount Tai, whether it was a stabbing style or a slashing style, it was the best attack direction of the spirit sword!

However, the sneer that had just appeared on the corner of the white-faced sword cultivator's mouth collapsed in an instant, and then it was replaced by an incomparably shocking shock!

Because at the moment when Lin Feng stretched out his palm to clamp the sword body, he urged the Devouring Technique of the Immortal Net!

The white-faced sword cultivator wanted to kill Lin Feng's spiritual power, but at that moment, it was not transformed into sword qi, but was quickly withdrawn from his body by the immortal net, and rushed out along the spiritual sword that was connected with him, and was sucked away by Lin Feng like a flood!

The white-faced sword cultivator was terrified, and mobilized the liliang in his whole body to resist, the surging spiritual power was like a wild horse that had escaped, surging everywhere in his body, and the spirit sword in his hand also began to be restless, and he was eager to break free from Lin Feng's hands to get rid of the devouring. [~]

Lin Feng could clearly feel that the white-faced sword correction was desperately fighting to the death, and one after another huge spiritual power came from the spirit sword, these spiritual powers were originally going to be transformed into sword qi to kill Lin Feng, but they were decomposed and poured into Lin Feng's body by the immortal net in advance, turning into the origin essence that he could devour and absorb.

The devouring process was extremely short, not even half a breath, and the white-faced monk felt the horror of death, so at the moment of life and death, he decisively withdrew the consciousness connection with the spirit sword, and waved the mana all over his body desperately, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was suddenly released, and his entire body retreated sharply!

The immortal net lost its devouring target, the devouring spell automatically terminated, Lin Feng's body lost its balance for a short time, and was also shaken back to its original position under the action of spiritual pressure, he turned several times in mid-air, and finally unloaded all the spiritual pressure wrapped around him, and then fell to Zhu Zhiyao's side with a pop.

The white-faced monk descended with a gloomy face, although there was still endless killing intent in his eyes, but at this moment, it was more jealousy and fear, because his spirit sword was still in Lin Feng's hands!

The white-faced sword cultivator who had lost his spirit sword was already vulnerable in front of Lin Feng, Lin Feng casually took out an attack magic weapon, which was enough to make him zombie on the spot, but at this time, Tang Yan and the shopkeeper had already walked out of the inner room, and the fight just now alarmed them, but when the two came out, the battle happened to be over.

The battle between Lin Feng and the white-faced sword cultivator lasted less than ten breaths!

The white-faced sword cultivator was weak, his face was even more pale, and there was even a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, he stood with his body bent over his chest, and his whole body was like a decadent momentum, and the murderous aura of Ling Ran before was like two people.

As soon as Tang Yan appeared, she noticed that something was wrong, she walked up to the white-faced monk and said, "What's wrong, Kong Xi?"

The white-faced monk turned out to be called Kong Xi, and he reluctantly raised his head and said to Tang Yan: "My spiritual power has been sucked away, the princess must be careful, the other party is a Demon Sect monk, I have already suffered a loss just now!"