The moment Starfall Nine-Tribulation Blade was acquired, Psychic Power of Lin Feng automatically resonated with thirty-six Flying Daggers.
Flying Daggers came out together, floating around Lin Feng, making a fine buzzing sound.
Each Flying Daggers is only the size of a palm, and is entirely silver-white, with a cold blue light glowing at the edge.
Thirty-six Flying Daggers are automatically arranged into a three-circle concentric array under the control of Lin Feng Psychic Power, with sixteen in the outer circle, twelve in the middle circle, and eight in the inner circle.
System Panel pops up detailed operating instructions.
[Starfall Nine-Tribulation Blade is bound]
[Star Ring Shield: Thirty-six Flying Daggers form a rotating defense array]
[Strangling Storm: Flying Daggers rotates at high speed to form a storm of swords, covering a radius of thirty meters, a powerful weapon for group attack]
[Earth-Drilling Shuttle: Thirty-six Flying Daggers connected end to end, combined into one armor-piercing blade, the single Armor Piercing is the ultimate]
Lin Feng stretched out his finger and clicked casually.
Thirty-six Flying Daggers instantly gathered up and slipped back into the scabbard without making a single sound.
He put the scabbard on his waist and clapped his hands.
"Zhang Qian, gone."
Zhang Qian at the door was dumbfounded.
"Do all those things belong to you?"
"Hmm."
"How many pieces?"
"Three pieces."
Zhang Qian's mouth opened and closed. Any of the three treasures in Ancient Ruins would be enough to break the head of Provincial Capital's family.
Lin Feng got them all.
The two of them walked back along the corridor.
Just as we reached the fork, there were violent sounds of fighting and screams coming from the corridor on the left.
Yao Family's team is in trouble.
Lin Feng paused for a moment, then Psychic Power looked over there.
Of the seven people who entered, only four are still alive.
The life signals of the three people disappeared, which must have triggered some kind of trap.
The remaining four people were blocked in a secret room, which was surrounded by a large number of Exotic Beast.
"Do you care?" Zhang Qian asked in a low voice.
"What the hell, they want to kill me first."
Lin Feng Turn around and walk towards the upper level.
After walking a few steps, the rock wall of the corridor suddenly shook.
Psychic Power caught the exception.
Upper Stele District domain, something happened on Zhou Yuan's side.
Three foreign teams arrived at Stele District at the same time.
Two of them were grabbing things from Zhou Yuan and the others, while another one was watching the fun.
Lin Feng quickened his pace.
When we returned to Stele District, the scene had turned into a mess.
Zhou Yuan leaned against the stone tablet with his back, the long knife in his hand curled, and blood dripping from his forehead.
Behind him were four injured players, while the other four were scattered on both sides, barely holding up the defense.
Surrounding them in front were two teams, a total of twelve people, all in the Martial Ancestor realm.
Wearing a uniform black uniform, there is no family emblem on the chest, but the equipment does not look cheap at first glance.
It's Martial Artist Association's person.
"Put down all the things on the stone shelf!" The leader, a man with a crew cut, pointed at Zhou Yuan with a battle axe.
"I told you, we discovered these things first!"
Zhou Yuan wiped the blood from his face. "Fuck you, you were still eating dry food in the woods when we arrived!"
Without saying a word, the flat-headed man struck with his tomahawk.
Zhou Yuan raised his sword to block.
Dang!
The huge force caused Zhou Yuan's arms to go numb and he took two steps back.
The opponent is Martial Ancestor, fifth dan, three dans higher than him.
"If you don't hand it over, I'll kill them all."
The flat-headed man raised his battle ax and prepared to strike a second time.
The ax was just above his head.
A Flying Daggers flew from behind, soundlessly, and inserted into the elbow joint of his raised right arm.
That's right, it's one of Starfall Nine-Tribulation Blade.
The flat-headed man screamed and dropped his battle ax.
Immediately afterwards, the second and third Flying Daggers were shot from different angles and penetrated the knees of the two mercenaries behind him.
The three people fell to the ground almost at the same time.
Everyone turned to look in the direction where Flying Daggers was shooting.
Lin Feng walked out of the corridor entrance, his right hand resting on the scabbard at his waist. Thirty-three Flying Daggers were suspended around him, spinning slowly.
Stele District suddenly became quiet.
"Psychic Master?"
The flat-headed man climbed up from the ground, covering his arms, and the fierceness on his face turned into horror.
Control Psychic Weapon, control the knife from the air.
This is a method only available to Psychic Master.
And it's not an ordinary Psychic Master.
Those who can control thirty-six Flying Daggers at the same time must be at least level three.
The entire Northern Territory and the third grade Psychic Master can be counted on one hand.
Every one of them is a talent registered by Headquarters.
"Who instructed you?" Lin Feng walked up to the crew-cut man.
The flat-headed man gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Lin Feng is impatient to wait.
Six Flying Daggers flew out of the array and hung in front of the throats of the flat-headed man's six men.
Six people froze at the same time.
"I'll ask again."
"Chen Family!" The flat-headed man finally couldn't hold on any longer, "Chen Family's second-room manager hired us! Let us clean up the other teams after we come in, and everything we grab will belong to the Chen Family!"
Lin Feng nodded.
Six Flying Daggers were pushed forward half an inch at the same time.
Six blood lines emerged from the throats of six people.
"Wait! I said it! I said it!"
"I know you said that."
Lin Feng added a sentence after taking back Flying Daggers.
"But, killing you is two different things."
All thirty-six Flying Daggerss took off.
Strangling Storm.
The silver-white knife array rotates and spreads around Lin Feng, covering a radius of thirty meters.
The twelve mercenaries didn't even have time to scream, before their bodies were cut into pieces by the high-speed rotating Flying Blade Formation.
Blood mist filled the entire Stele District.
Zhou Yuan and the others were squatting behind the stone tablet, their faces earth-colored.
Not scared by the enemy.
I was scared by Lin Feng.
The six people from the third-party team next to them all knelt down.
The leader is a young woman in her early twenties, Martial Ancestor 3rd degree, wearing the jersey of a small aristocratic family.
"Sir, have mercy! We were not involved! We were just passing by!"
Lin Feng sneered.
Although this team did not take action, they remained neutral.
Once they fall into a disadvantage, they will definitely take big action against them.
"Sorry, neutrality, in my opinion, means stating a position."
Strangling Storm strikes again.
The six people faced such a fierce attack and lost their breath within a few seconds.
Zhou Yuan stood up holding the knife and walked to Lin Feng.
"Second Lieutenant Lin, are you Psychic Master?"
"Hmm."
"How many products?"
"Third grade."
Zhou Yuan was silent for five seconds.
"Fuck."
Lin Feng didn't answer his words.
His Psychic Power captured a new signal.
The deepest part of the corridor.
Deeper than the three treasures he obtained.