When the Tianlang Martial Saint saw the leaves that Lin Fei shot, he didn't take them seriously. In his opinion, his sixth-level strength of the Martial Saint could not withstand a few leaves?

Boom.

The qi of the Martial Saint, like a qi mask, forms a defensive layer around the Tianlang Martial Saint.

The power flows and the breath is strong, as if it is invulnerable to swords and guns.

The Tianlang Martial Saint's eyes were shining with a arrogant look. In his opinion, the leaves that Lin Fei shot out could not penetrate his Martial Saint's aura.

At this moment, Lin Fei shot out a few leaves, like flying knives, tearing open the air, and there was almost no suspense in the sound of whizzing through the air, and suddenly shot through the defense formed by the martial saint aura around Tianlang Martial Saint's body.

Crack.

The crisp sound of flying knife entering the flesh kept ringing, and blood splattered.

Tianlang Wu Sheng looked horrified and his eyes widened. He couldn't believe that he looked at his arms and legs, with several leaves as sharp as blades inserted into his muscles, and blood kept flowing out of the wound, dyeing his clothes red.

The pain spread throughout his body!

The Tianlang Martial Saint frowned and looked at Lin Fei with a sharp look.

He didn't expect that Lin Fei would shoot out a few leaves, which actually broke his defense and directly injured him.

This made him secretly surprised Lin Fei's strength: Could it be that Lin Fei's strength has exceeded his sixth level of Martial Saint?

However, he felt that he would be shot by Lin Fei's leaves this time. In addition to Lin Fei's strong strength, he was also too careless.

If he hadn't been too arrogant, he wouldn't have been hurt.

Seeing the leaves shot out by Lin Fei, the Tianlang Martial Saint shot into the Tianlang Martial Saint in one fell swoop, and the Tianlang Martial Saint was injured. Leng Ying, Song Boyan, Wu Weiwen and other people who watched the game all showed joy on their faces.

They have seen that Lin Fei's strength is obviously superior to the Tianlang Martial Saint and there is no danger.

Lin Fei, I was careless, but you won’t be so lucky next time! The Tianlang Martial Saint’s eyes were shining with gloomy light and he said ruthlessly.

Lin Fei stretched out his hand, and said with a gesture of invitation, with a relaxed expression: Please give me a call!

The next moment, the Tianlang Martial Saint attacked Lin Fei like a lightning storm, sweeping up dead leaves all over the ground. The violent Martial Saint's aura broke through the air, and a powerful and suffocating pressure suddenly spread.

This made Leng Ying, Song Boyan, Wu Weiwen and others worried about Lin Fei again when they saw him.

Bang.

Like thunder exploding, the sound shook the four valleys.

With the fierce attack of Lin Fei and Tianlang Martial Saint, the storm and dead leaves burst out like powder, suddenly, and the airflow swept out everywhere. The large open space outside the cave was terrifying.

In the huge storm of power, the Tianlang Martial Saint flew out like a broken leaf.

When he flew out, his leopard skin coat was broken.

Boom, dust rose, and the Tianlang Martial Saint smashed on the ground.

The dust dissipated, and only the close-fitting black clothes were left on Tianlang Wu Sheng. He struggled to stand up from the ground, and saw his hair messy, his face was pale, and his mouth was bleeding.

His face could not hide his surprise.

The sixth level of Martial Saint's strength, but after he and Lin Fei attacked, they found that Lin Fei was so powerful that he was unimaginably strong.

The blood in his chest was rolling, and the Tianlang Martial Saint stared at Lin Fei. He knew that if he continued to fight with Lin Fei, there would be no good ending.

Therefore, the Tianlang Martial Saint attacked Leng Ying, Song Boyan, Wu Weiwen and others around him, and thought to himself: As long as he controls any of them, he can use this to threaten Lin Fei, and then he can escape unstoppably.

Tianlang Martial Saint, you are no match for me. I advise you to tell me where Mr. Chen is? Lin Fei looked at Tianlang Martial Saint with great gaze.

Tianlang Wu Sheng sneered: I haven’t lost yet, don’t even think I will tell you where Chen Wuyue is?

As soon as the words fell, the Tianlang Martial Saint's palm burst out from the Martial Saint's aura and lifted it to the ground. In an instant, the storm rolled up dead leaves on the ground, wrapped in rolling mud and dust, bombarding Lin Fei.

At the same time, the Tianlang Martial Saint had already flew out, as fast as lightning attacking Leng Ying, Song Boyan and others.

Seeing that the Tianlang Martial Saint's hand was like an eagle's claw, tearing the air through and pulling the cold eagle's throat. At the critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed over, blocking the Tianlang Martial Saint's way.

Swish.

This figure was as fast as lightning, intercepting the eagle claws of the Tianlang Martial Saint, and quickly and accurately placing it on the Tianlang Martial Saint's wrist.

A crack sounded like a broken bone, and the Tianlang Martial Saint screamed.

This figure who intercepted the Tianlang Martial Saint and broke the Tianlang Martial Saint's wrist was Lin Fei.

After Lin Fei broke the wrist of the Tianlang Martial Saint, he asked the Tianlang Martial Saint coldly: Now do you tell me where is Mr. Chen?

However, Tianlang Martial Saint was extremely tough: Lin Fei, if you kill me, you will never wonder where Chen Wuyue is?

So, you are unwilling to tell where Mr. Chen is? Lin Fei's eyes sank.

Lin Fei, if you don’t want Chen Wuyue to have something to do, I advise you to let go of me, otherwise, once I have anything, you don’t want to find Chen Wuyue. The Tianlang Wusheng threatened Lin Fei with an arrogant look on his face.

Lin Fei's eyes were filled with anger. He didn't expect that the Tianlang Martial Saint would still threaten him so arrogantly.

OK, since you think I dare not touch you, then I will show you. Do I dare to touch you? Lin Fei was even more unexpectedly tough and said to Tianlang Martial Saint.

The Tianlang Martial Saint did not expect Lin Fei to be a little tough, which made him wonder: Isn’t Lin Fei worried about Chen Wuyue’s safety?

Just when this thought flashed through his mind, a powerful suction force suddenly came from Lin Fei's palm.

Just like a black hole, it is crazy about absorbing the skills of the Tianlang Martial Saint.

Seeing his skills flowing to Lin Fei's palms, Tianlang Martial Saint was shocked: Could it be that Lin Fei has also practiced the Demonic Devouring Art?

Lin Fei, you use the Demonic Devouring Art to devour my skills. Are you not afraid of losing your life? And don’t you care about Chen Wuyue’s life and death? Tianlang Wusheng trembled all over and shouted to Lin Fei in pain.

Lin Fei smiled: Tianlang Martial Saint, I don’t know what the Demonic Devouring Art is? But I can tell you that if I use the Heaven-Sucking Art, it won’t damage my lifespan. It doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me where Mr. Chen is. I will hand it over to the base after sucking your skills. I believe the base will have a way to let you speak.

After saying this, Lin Fei no longer talked to Tianlang Martial Saint, but directly increased the power of the Heavenly Absorbing Art.

The Tianlang Martial Saint's face was bloodless. Under Lin Fei's sucking technique, his skills were like a flood that broke the dam, and kept rushing towards Lin Fei's palm.

The screams kept ringing. For more than ten minutes, the Tianlang Martial Saint no longer had the strength to shout, his eyes turned pale, foamed at the mouth, and then he fell to the ground with a bang.

Lin Fei let out a long sigh with a gesture of expiration, and said to Song Boyan, Wu Weiwen and others with a calm expression, saying: Several martial saints in the country, take the Tianlang Martial Saint back for a good interrogation!
Chapter completed!