Facing this overwhelming terrorist attack that could level a mountain to the ground, Nezha's expression changed, the Fire-Tipped Spear in his hand ignited a blazing fire, and Heaven-and-Earth Ring also buzzed.
"Boss! These shameless gangs are actually fighting in a group! There are a lot of people! How about we make a strategic retreat first?"
"Retreat?"
Lin Feng stretched out his hand to stop Nezha, with a crazy and excited curve at the corner of his mouth.
He looked at the torrent of spells filling the sky. There was no fear in his eyes, only a burning fighting spirit.
"Nezha, remember. In the dictionary of the strong, there is no word retreat."
"Gang fights? I like group fights best."
"It's just that they didn't attack me in a group, but I alone - surrounded them all!"
While he was talking, the attacks of the three powerful men were already in front of him.
Jian Chen's Sword Qi is unparalleled, as if it can cut through space; Young Master of the Yellow Springs's ghost claws are sinister and vicious, corroding everything; White Tiger Demon King's killing power is powerful and heavy, as heavy as a stone.
With the combined force of these three attacks, even if the real Early Immortal King Stage comes, it will have to avoid the sharp edge temporarily. If you are not careful, you will be seriously injured.
But Lin Feng did not dodge, but instead opened his arms, as if embracing the murderous intent in the sky.
"System! Turn on 'Unlimited Firepower' mode for me!"
"Crit Points opened the fire for me! Today I want them to know what the horror of 'RMB players' is! What is 'recharge to make you stronger'!"
[Ding! Host request received!]
[Deduct 100 million Crit Points! 'Unlimited Firepower' mode is on!]
[Buff blessing: Mana recovery speed increased by 10000%! Skill cooldown time returned to zero! All skill consumption halved! Casting pre-swing cancelled!]
[The current balance is sufficient, please host to spend as much as you can and blow up the whole place!]
"Cool!"
Lin Feng felt the endless mana in his body, rushing like a Yangtze River river, and couldn't help shouting to the sky.
He pushed his hands outward fiercely and flicked his fingers so fast that only an afterimage remained.
"The first move! Myriad Swords Returning to the Source--enhanced version of the local tycoon!"
Boom!
Not dozens of swords, nor hundreds of swords.
Instead, a hundred thousand golden flying swords condensed from pure immortal power instantly filled the entire sky! Each sword was extremely solid and exuded the pressure of High-Grade Immortal Artifact.
It was so densely packed that it blocked out the sky and the sun, making the originally dim secret realm instantly become dazzling with golden light, as if a golden Sun had risen.
"Go!"
Lin Feng pointed his finger forward, as if an emperor had issued a decree for massacre.
Brush, brush, brush!
One hundred thousand flying swords poured down like a torrential rain, with a sharp whistling sound, directly facing the attacks of the three powerful men.
"What?!"
Jian Chen is proud of the Sword Qi. At this moment, it was like a stream meeting the sea, being swallowed up instantly without even a wave breaking up.
"No! I can't stop it! What kind of swordsmanship is this?! Why are there so many flying swords?!"
The faces of the three powerful men changed greatly, and they tried their best to use their defensive magic weapons. However, those magic weapons shattered into pieces after being hit by the continuous flying swords.
But this is just the beginning.
Lin Feng is like a tireless magic machine gun at this time, or Gatling type.
"The second move! Nine Heavens Divine Thunder--smash it with me!"
Rumble!
Lin Feng pointed his finger at the sky. The shattered sky was instantly covered by purple thunderclouds. The next second, countless barrel-thick purple thunders were like rain, covering the entire valley entrance indiscriminately.
The ground was scorched black by the blast, and countless monks were so electrocuted that their bodies were scorched black, their hair stood on end, and they performed break dances.
"Third move! Samadhi True Fire--Burn the company!"
Lin Feng opened his mouth and spat out, and the monstrous Samadhi True Fire swept out and turned into a sea of fire, burning those Demon Race who tried to escape until they screamed, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue.
"The fourth move! Absolute Zero--frozen for thousands of miles!"
Fire in the left hand, ice in the right hand. The extremely cold air filled the air, freezing all the black mist of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect, and each of the demonic cultivators turned into lifelike ice sculptures.
The entire entrance of Divine Medicine Garden instantly turned into a colorful ocean of spells that destroyed the world.
Lin Feng stands alone in the center, with his feet in the air and his hands flying, throwing all kinds of big moves as if they are free.
This is not a fight at all.
This is bombing! This is land-washing! This is unreasonable fire coverage!
"Ahhh! Madman! This is a madman!"
"Is his magic power infinite? Why doesn't he need to recover after throwing so many big moves?! Isn't he afraid of his meridians exploding?"
"Run! My ultimate protective weapon is broken! Mom, I want to go home!"
The three major forces and hundreds of geniuses who were so aggressive just now are now running away with their heads in their hands, crying for their fathers and mothers.
The dignity of the genius and the glory of the sect were all thrown out of the window at this moment. Survival is the most important thing!
Jian Chen's bun was broken up, disheveled like a madman, and his body was covered with sword marks; Young Master of the Yellow Springs's black robe was burned into holes, exposing his white buttocks; White Tiger Demon King was the worst, his beautiful fur was struck by lightning and turned into black charcoal, turning him into a veritable "Black Cat Sheriff".
It only takes half a stick of incense.
The originally crowded valley entrance has been "cleared" by Lin Feng to create a huge vacuum zone.
The ground was lowered by three feet, there were still smoking craters everywhere, and the air was filled with smoke.
Lin Feng stood on the edge of a huge crater, blowing on the non-existent smoke on his fingers, with a face as lonely as snow.
"Run away now?"
"You fell down before I even exerted my strength? The talents of today's geniuses are really poor."
In the distance, the monks who had fled several miles away were looking here in shock, their eyes filled with deep fear.
One man surrounded hundreds of people and beat them until they ran like dogs.
Where is the wanted criminal here?
This is clearly a mobile humanoid nuclear bomb!
"Okay, the clearance is complete."
Lin Feng clapped his hands, turned around, and looked behind him at Divine Medicine Garden, who was already trembling and dim because of the aftermath.
"Fugui, don't be stunned."
"Go, chew that light curtain open for me. If anyone dares to come back and snatch it, I will let him taste the second round of 'Unlimited Firepower'."
"Squeak!"
Fugui couldn't wait any longer. It screamed excitedly and turned into a golden light and rushed towards the restriction.
In the eyes of everyone's despair and envy, the ancient restriction that even Immortal King had to go through a lot of effort to break, was like an expired wafer biscuit under Treasure-Seeking Mouse's indestructible teeth, making a crunching sound and easily biting out a big hole.
Lin Feng took Nezha and swaggered into Divine Medicine Garden.
Only a group of talented people in ragged clothes who dared to be angry but dared not speak were left, disheveled in the wind. Looking at that arrogant figure, an indelible shadow was left in their hearts.