"But it turns out to be an extremely rare Immortal Sword Physique," Feilian showed a greedy and crazy look, "God help me. I can devour all of you and I will be restored to Late Spirit Transformation!"
The more I listened to Li Changhe, the more I felt something was wrong, and even the entire Black Wind Society Seventh Squad atmosphere became a little flustered and uneasy.
This guy always reverts to Mid Spirit Transformation or even later stages. Could it be that he was once an extraordinary existence, and is he even in Early Spirit Transformation now?
If this is the case, I don't know if Seventh Young Master can handle it...
"Who are you?" Li Changhe suppressed the panic in his heart and asked sharply.
"Feilian." Lin Fei looked calm and was the first to give the answer.
As soon as his words fell, the whole audience suddenly became horrified.
Ancient Demon God, Feilian!
"You can actually recognize me? You are quite knowledgeable." Feilian chuckled and looked at Lin Fei, "It's a pity that you are not lucky, today is the day you die!"
After the words fell, a pair of magic wings spread out behind Feilian.
The black Demonic Qi was billowing, rolling up behind him like a wave.
Violent waves emitted, and in an instant, with a loud "rumbling" sound, all the trees in the canyon were overturned and torn to pieces.
"All retreat." Lin Fei pretended to be solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Ji Yaoguang knew that he was starting to play again, and without any hesitation, he immediately retreated into the distant sky at the end of his field of vision.
But Li Changhe and others still hesitated. "But, Seventh Young Master..."
Lin Fei scolded, "Back off! This is an order!"
"Aren't you his opponent waiting to die here?"
Li Changhe gritted his teeth and immediately said to the Black Wind Society member, "Young Master has an order, follow me and leave!"
A group of Black Wind Society members also flew into the sky and hid far away.
Feilian did not ask the earth to keep everyone behind, but looked at Lin Fei with a gloomy look and hissed, "Heavenly Demon Transformation?"
Obviously, in "Heavenly Demon Divine Art" created by Lin Yuan, this move left a very deep impression on him.
Being able to allow a monk to reach a great realm in every life, even though it will bring an extremely terrible load and the time is limited, is still unparalleled.
Perhaps for others, the physical body cannot bear it at all, and even if it is forced to enter the Heavenly Demon Transformation state, it will instantly explode into blood mist. But for the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace of all generations, this is not the case.
"Wrong." Lin Fei said lightly, "It's Profound Immortal Transformation."
Feilian frowned suddenly, having never heard of such methods!
Lin Fei The sound of swords ringing around him is endless, and a forest of silver swords appears, surrounding himself.
Not only that, his whole body was emitting an extremely bright sword light, as if a hundred-foot-long Immortal Sword stood in the middle, surrounded by thousands of swords and stars surrounding the moon.
The word "immortal" suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and his aura suddenly increased.
Under the gaze of Feilian's pair of magic eyes, he could clearly see through the bones in Lin Fei's body and instantly became radiant, as crystal clear as Jade Bones.
"Heavenly Demon Transformation has the same purpose, but it's exactly the opposite." Feilian's brows furrowed even more tightly. This phenomenon made him feel too outrageous.
He stretched out his hand and grasped it in the void, and suddenly a magic light condensed into a war spear.
"Wuming Sword Art, thorn."
"Spring Thunder Flash."
Lin Fei spoke in a low voice, and the silver Immortal Sword surrounding him with murderous intent was suddenly wrapped with blazing thunder and lightning. At a glance, there was an ocean of thunder and lightning around him, and it looked more like he was holding a bunch of thunder god's blades in his hand.
Immediately, he carried a hundred and eighty thousand swords and rushed towards Feilian!
"Chi, chi, chi--"
One hundred and eight thousand sword lights, each one as thick as a bucket, contained the devastating power of Yang Lightning. In an instant, the peaks on both sides of the canyon were shattered, and the huge rocks were destroyed in the lightning.
Feilian snorted coldly and used his magical power to create hundreds of clones in an instant.
"When, when, when--"
These clones chopped the incoming sword light into pieces and made a series of sounds of gold and iron. Even though everyone was hiding in the distance, the terrifying sound still stung their eardrums.
A beam of extremely bright light rushed past in an instant.
"Click!"
The war spear in Feilian's hand was cut off, but he took the opportunity to slap Lin Fei hard.
The demonic power of this palm was so overwhelming that the surging Demonic Qi all around gathered like a tide, causing the space to collapse.
"Pah!"
There was a muffled sound.
Lin Fei relied on Immortal Sword Physique's strength to fly backwards for dozens of meters, with a surge of energy and blood.
Of course, this is just an illusion.
In fact, this kind of ant-tickling attack was just a joke to him.
Lin Fei suddenly stretched out his left hand and grasped it in the void.
"Clang--"
In an instant, one hundred and eight thousand swords merged into one, turning into a stunning Immortal Sword that reached up to the sky and reached down to the ground.
"Kill!" Lin Fei shouted coldly, and the Immortal Sword suddenly flew into the air, tearing the void apart, showing terrifying black cracks.
Feilian's face changed, and he immediately used his magic power amidst the roar.
The terrifying demonic figure standing tall on the sky and the earth, holding a war spear, is trying to defeat this Immortal Sword!
"Boom--"
The terrifying energy storm swept across the area, turning into shock waves and spreading out, shattering everything around it.
"Death!" Feilian's energy and blood were furious. Although there were slight cracks on the demon shadow, it was extremely determined to kill Lin Fei.
"Dangdangdang--"
Lin Fei held Immortal-Slaying Sword and fought with it from the ground to high in the sky.
The clouds broke away, and the two of them were as frightening as a battle between immortals and demons.
But at this moment, a faint sigh came out.
Immediately afterwards, everything in this world fell silent and fell into silence.
The people watching the battle from afar were extremely excited, and naturally knew that this was Seventh Young Master's ultimate move to beat the bottom of the box - Broken Sword Without Sound!
Even Su Tianshuang, who was as strong as Fourth Young Master, was defeated by this move!
At this moment, Lin Fei's body was cracking silently, with cracks all over it like porcelain, and the blood dyed the white clothes red.
On the other side, Feilian also felt horrified in his heart.
Not only his body, but also the demonic shadow transformed into the Dharma Appearance Body and the war spear in his hand are cracking!
However, the white-clothed swordsman in front of him was still extremely ferocious. Even though he suffered such tragic injuries, he couldn't help but launch strong attacks on himself!
"We have to retreat!" Such thoughts flashed through Feilian's mind, and he suddenly flew back.
His Dharma Appearance body shattered into pieces, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, but he showed an expression of surprise.
Because he was able to make a sound, it meant that he had escaped from that strange place where everything was destroyed.
In that fatal field, a ridiculous idea like "I am a sword" was forced upon him, which made people feel uneasy.