His cultivation was lower than the other party, but Lin Qingshan was very calm. On the contrary, Old Feng on the other side had a very serious expression.

"You are indeed a genius, but your cultivation is still shallow and I can't keep you. I have to fight. It's still unknown who will win!" Old Feng said coldly.

Lin Qingshan held the sword in his hand, but did not answer the conversation, just quietly staring at Mr. Feng opposite him, firmly locking the other party's aura and not giving the other party a chance to act rashly.

"What about me?"

The two were confronting each other, and a loud voice suddenly came.

Shi Yu's figure quickly swept from not far away, landed behind Mr. Feng, blocking the other party's retreat path.

"I think you are also a talented person, so you will give you a chance to abandon darkness and turn to light." Lin Qingshan said lightly.

"Haha, abandon the darkness and turn to the light? Arrogant!" Mr. Feng laughed in anger.

He has been instilled with various ideas at Black Mass since he was a child. Over the years, he has been deeply loyal to Black Mass and the demon clan.

"Even if Feng can't leave today, as long as he can leave any of the two, he will be considered dead, haha!"

Old Feng smiled grimly, and raised his hand and a powerful Yuan power was thundered, accompanied by inscriptions, and rushed towards Lin Qingshan.

Lin Qingshan naturally didn't dare to be careless. Although he was on two against one, and the other party didn't look very good, he was in the spiritual realm after all, so he couldn't underestimate it.

With a knife, a cold light burst out, and a snow-white sword light burst out suddenly, pouring towards Feng Lao opposite him.

Each sword light condensed Lin Qingshan's sword intent that was close to Dacheng, which was extremely sharp and did not dare to take any of it in the ordinary Zifu Realm.

The rays of swords swept like the Milky Way, and the void seemed to be unable to withstand this strong sharpness, and it was slightly distorted.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sword light and the inscription collided in the void, exploded, making a violent sound.

Mr. Feng did not practice ordinary combat skills, but his every move was blessed with inscriptions, and his power was no less weak than ordinary combat skills.

In a sense, Mr. Feng's combat power is stronger than that of ordinary warriors in the main commander's combat.

But Lin Qingshan is not weak either. His sword is extremely sharp, and Mr. Feng’s inscriptions are much inferior in realm.

Moreover, Lin Qingshan's combat awareness is far beyond that of Feng Lao, who is dedicated to studying inscriptions.

This is not only the experience accumulated from repeated battles, but also Lin Qingshan’s innate talent.

Lin Qingshan slashed one after another, and the sharp sword light shot towards Mr. Feng. While attacking, he maintained a certain distance from his opponent to ensure that there would be no accident of capsizing the gutter.

Mr. Feng was very frustrated. He did not practice combat skills, nor did he deliberately practice weapons such as swords.

Although he can also use some sword skills, he is not well-versed and is not as strong as his own unique inscription tactics.

His advantage is his Yuanli cultivation. His powerful Yuanli cultivation allows him to smooth out the gap in the martial arts realm with Lin Qingshan.

But it is just to clear the gap. If he wants to defeat or even kill Lin Qingshan, he must first get close.

Because Lin Qingshan's body movements are too flexible, with the blessing of the wind, his short-distance flash movements are too perverted.

Yuanli's long-range bombing could not touch Lin Qingshan's clothes at all.

Only by close combat can you have a chance to kill with one blow!

However, Lin Qingshan always kept a distance from him. His combat power was not fully utilized and he could not pose any threat to Lin Qingshan.

Moreover, every sword light in Lin Qingshan blesses the sword intent or even the wind. They are not only sharp, but also ignore the power attenuation caused by spatial distance.

When each sword slashes towards Feng Lao, it is not only so fast that it is difficult to avoid, but its power is also at its peak.

Mr. Feng had to consume a lot of energy to resist every sword light that Lin Qingshan cut out, which made his energy quickly consumed.

"No, if this continues, I will lose." Old Feng became secretly anxious.

His Yuanli had been consumed a lot in the lake before, and his condition was not at its peak, and now he was continuously consumed quickly by Lin Qingshan like this.

This won't take long before he will be defeated by exhaustion of energy.

Besides, behind him, there was another person staring at him without taking action, which made Mr. Feng even more uneasy.

He could vaguely confront these two young men with the masked man who took action in the Shuifu Stone Cave.

The young man holding the knife has a strong combat power. Although he was beaten very uncomfortable, it is understandable.

It is difficult for him to understand the other young man's methods.

Although the opponent's combat power may not be stronger than that of the young man holding a knife, Mr. Feng is even more afraid.

Mr. Feng’s inscription tactics are already rare, while Shi Yu’s secret technique of the Earth Vein Master is unique in the Lingwu world.

I haven't seen it before and don't understand it. This mystery brings extra oppression to Mr. Feng.

"Everyone and the other side are dead, fight hard!" Mr. Feng really didn't care about so much.

Even if Shi Yu behind him doesn't take action, he will die at Lin Qingshan's hands today. As for escaping, it is even more impossible.

Lin Qingshan's sword was like a maggot on his tarsal bones. Old Feng had no chance to turn around and retreat, not to mention that there was still stone feathers behind him.

"I will even kill you today!" Boss Feng shouted, no longer caring about the issue of energy consumption.

He circulated all the remaining energy, and blue light burst out from his body.

The robe was windless, and the white hair and beard danced wildly. At this moment, the wind burst out with unprecedented power.

The blue Yuanli quickly condensed into mysterious inscriptions around him, and then shot towards the void around him.

"Killing of Thorns!" Boss Feng shouted.

A series of mysterious inscriptions quickly formed complex formations in the void around him, interweaving an inexplicable force field, as if blocking the surrounding void.

Lin Qingshan felt the force field suppressing him and was not panicked.

"The secret technique of inscription? It is indeed a talent." He said intimately, and the long sword in his hand no longer cut out the sword light, but turned around to make a blocking momentum.

Although this thorn is mysterious, it does not bring much threat to Lin Qingshan.

Everything is still under his control. With the intention of swords and wind, he can break the power of the seal at any time and escape from the scope of Feng Lao's thorny killing.

But he did not do this directly, and did not even interrupt Mr. Feng to use his unique skills.

This is Lin Qingshan’s first battle with the Inscription Master. He wants to feel it more, which may inspire his future practice.

To improve the level of martial arts, you always need to read, learn and accumulate more.

"What a crazy guy!" Mr. Feng also saw that Lin Qingshan was still calm and became even more angry: "Die!"

With his angry shout, the inscriptions intertwined in the void seemed to come alive and quickly flew.

These inscriptions are extremely fast, and they instantly cut towards Lin Qingshan like sharp wind blades.

Lin Qingshan frowned slightly. This hand of thorn killing was even more powerful than he thought.

Each inscription is not very powerful, but when these countless inscriptions hit him densely, the feeling of oppression was extremely strong.

"The wound of the wind!" Lin Qingshan waved his sword in his hand and slashed out the second killing move of the Storm Sword Technique.

In an instant, countless sharp blue wind blades condensed around his blade and squirted out with the snow-white long sword.

The sharp wind blades collided with the inscription patterns in the void, devouring and annihilation, and stirring up fine airflows, shooting towards the surroundings like rain of arrows.

Although this sword and wind wound condenses the sword and wind intention, there is still a gap compared to Feng Lao's thorn killing.

There are too many inscriptions condensed in the void, as if endless.

Lin Qingshan was not stubborn at this time. After slashing out the wind's injury, the long sword did not stop, but instead cut out an arc in the void.

The man and the sword are united, and the body follows the sword.

Lin Qingshan took advantage of the situation and cut through the forbidden power field of Thorns Kill with one sword, and then directly docked out of the killing range of Mingwen.

Old Feng watched Lin Qingshan, who was leaving calmly like a swimming fish, and was so angry that he was almost vomiting blood.

"You!" He held up a word with difficulty, his face as if dead.

"This move is quite good, but unfortunately it's a bit too rigid and not perfect." Lin Qingshan gave Feng Lao a relatively high affordable price.

The power of this move of thorny killing is beyond words. He doesn't want to force himself to go on, so he can only avoid his edge.

However, the disadvantages of this move are also obvious.

The power of the ban is not strong enough, and there are even flaws in the ban field.

This is also the reason why Lin Qingshan was able to escape calmly. His extraordinary spiritual sense allowed him to sense the flaws of the power of the forbidden immediately.

However, in Lin Qingshan's view, these shortcomings are all flaws that do not conceal the merits.

Moreover, this move can continue to improve and repair these shortcomings, with unlimited potential.

Mr. Feng knew that the situation was hopeless and that he was doomed today. He closed his eyes with difficulty and accepted this cruel fact.

He would not accept surrender, nor would he allow the enemy to obtain any spoils or intelligence on himself.

The thumb with the space ring was slightly raised and it was difficult to find a gossiping force from the meridians.

Mr. Feng was about to destroy his space ring, but at this time, Shi Yu moved.

"Kun's character is a river-Zhenheche!" Shi Yu, who had been watching the game for a long time, did not do anything. He was waiting for this moment.

A series of mysterious yellow earth auras that were ready to go were instantly suppressed by Mr. Feng.
To be continued...