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The black hair is shawl, scattered and flowing, the body is straight like a javelin, the hands are wide and strong, the outline on the face is like a knife, and the narrow eyes are flashing with a cold light.

When you see such a person, you feel like you see the night.

This body is tall, strong, cold and handsome, completely different from Su Yan's original appearance.

The original Su Yan was just a boy with a slightly round face, and his current body looked like a young man.

Anyone who knows Su Yan will never associate him with Su Yan when he sees him like this.

"Yeah." Su Yan was slightly stunned.

"I can actually see all my body. Without a mirror, I can also see my face."

"So I've really become a warrior."

Su Yan stood on the cliff, and his handsome and cold face showed a look of melancholy.

Warrior.

On the land south of the sky, warriors are legendary existences. Even in the entire Xuanwu Continent, the number of warriors can be said to be rare.

But now, Su Yan has jumped from a young man with the fourth level of the tiger-shaped fist to a powerful warrior.

However, at this moment, he could not be happy no matter what.

He is a warrior, but he is no longer Su Yan.

Su Yan remembered what Xuanyuan Wei said to him before, and in the process of completing the inheritance, he also had a lot of memories about the inheritance itself.

"Blood Demon Refining Technique..."

"No wonder Xuanyuan Wei said that after accepting the inheritance, he must be separated from everything in the past and live in darkness. So that's it."

"Without blood, I will lose my mind and become a monster that can only kill. If I want to obtain blood, I can only kill continuously."

"I survived, but... I'm no longer the same person I used to."

Su Yan sat down dejectedly, overlooking the surging river water under the cliff, with endless confusion in his eyes...

…………

More than a hundred miles away from the cliff, in the valley.

"kill."

The heavy sword in Lin Feng's hand flashed coldly, opened and closed, and slapped it high, slashing hard towards Chu Tong.

Chu Tong shouted angrily and blocked Lin Feng's heavy sword with one sword.

After all, Chu Tong is the ninth-level powerhouse of internal martial arts. Although he was a hasty sword, he surpassed Lin Feng's power. Lin Feng groaned and took a few steps back.

As against Chu Tong, the third-level talisman puppet flashed and punched Chu Tong hard.

Chu Tong used his old moves and tried his best to return the sword to rescue him. He was hit hard by the talisman puppet. If it weren't for the good quality of the Jin Scale Guard's heavy sword, he would probably have been broken by the talisman puppet.

Chu Tong took several steps in succession, which was to stabilize his body. At this time, Lin Feng's heavy sword arrived again, and at the same time, the fist of the second-level talisman puppet Qi Wu was also hit.

"Damn." Chu Tong cursed in his heart and had to continue to retreat.

Lin Feng, Qi Wu and the third level talisman puppet were dominated by the third level talisman puppet, and surrounded Chu Tong with a strong attack, which made Chu Tong feel embarrassed. If he hadn't been a strong man in the army and had a tenacious temperament, he would have been unable to hold on long ago.

Another Jinlin Guard, the ninth level of internal martial arts, was entangled by another third-level talisman puppet, and he was also at a disadvantage and could not save him at all.

As for Mr. Jian, he was chased by Qi Ming and ran around, so how could he take care of them?

Chu Tong knew in his heart that Mr. Jian’s plan was waiting for the end of his opponent’s transformation, but Chu Tong was not sure if he could last until that time.

"This damn boy." Chu Tong glared at Lin Feng fiercely, and was also secretly annoyed in his heart.

The power of this guy is definitely not the seventh level of the Tiger Fist, and his perception ability is even more powerful. I don’t know what method he used. He took the risk of giving up his defense against the Talisman Puppet several times and wanted to kill him suddenly, but he noticed it in time and snatched it away.

Compared to this second-level talisman puppet, this boy with the seventh level of internal martial arts is obviously more threatening.

But he did not dare to give up defense completely and attack Lin Feng with all his strength.

He was not afraid of death, but once he was killed by the talisman puppet, there were only two left by Mr. Jian, and he would undoubtedly lose this battle.

He is the proud Golden Scale Guard, so he naturally has to know the importance of it.

Lin Feng slashed his sword again, but was blocked by Chu Tong again.

At this moment, a graceful figure suddenly flashed, and Liu Qingwu also came to Lin Feng's side. As the dagger was swinging in his hand, it brought out a silver light and enveloped Chu Tong.

"What trouble are you going to cause?" Lin Feng's face darkened.

"This matter is caused by me, Qi Ming is risking because of me, how can I stand by and watch? Besides, although my attack is not as good as you, you are much worse than me in terms of how to get up. I am more confident in keeping myself than you, a Manniu who only knows how to use brute force." Liu Qingwu glanced at Lin Feng lightly and said without hesitation.

Lin Feng smiled bitterly and stopped caring about her.

Indeed, Liu Qingwu's body movements were incomparable to him. They were light and clever, and Chu Tong's heavy sword slashed at her several times, but she easily avoided them.

With good perception and strong body skills, Liu Qingwu is indeed more confident of saving her life than Lin Feng.

However, Lin Feng himself did not consider saving his life at all. He never considered these things when he was on the battlefield. If he could not do this, he could not do it. How could he be called a strong man in the army?

"It's a pity that if my mount Zhuifeng was not placed in that military camp, but was here with me, the Canglang Sands would be enough to make this guy suffer a big loss. With the third-level talisman puppet, the level talisman puppet would definitely kill him." Lin Feng rushed up again, beating Chu Tong with Liu Qingwu, and sighed in his heart.

Canglang Sandian draws natural talisman lines on the ground with a mount, gathers the energy of heaven and earth and weapons, and bursts out huge power at the moment of contact. If the Feng Feng is here, Lin Feng will charge with the Canglang Sandian and the local reinforcement power, and the impact force will definitely surpass Chu Tong's power.

Unfortunately, Zhuifeng was placed in the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry Camp closest to Wanshou Town that day. Thinking of this, Lin Feng felt a little regretful.

"Um."

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Body."

"Canglang Sandist is the footwork of a mount, which is equivalent to the body movement of a human being. Canglang Sandist... can also be regarded as a riding technique."

"If I follow Canglang Sandistan riding technique and use myself to draw the talisman line instead of chasing the wind, I should be able to get the same effect."

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and he continued to attack Chu Tong, and at the same time he quickly deduced it.

Canglang Sandalis is an open riding technique recorded in the Xuanjia Heavy Riding Classic. However, only Lin Heng and Lin Feng and his son can use Canglang Sandalis to attack the moving target.

The characteristic of this riding technique is that it is unconventional and varied.

Lin Feng studied the Canglang Sandistan from the perspective of Master Talisman, and had long understood that this kind of riding is actually a mount that carves the talisman line on the earth, urging the heaven and earth element to condense on the weapon to burst out powerful attacks. Using this kind of riding requires precise control of the mount's footsteps, and at the same time, it is constantly calculated based on the changes in the target position.

"Since the mount can portray talisman lines, then the talisman lines themselves should be able to portray them as well."

Lin Feng was extremely excited, and his mental power was running at full speed, and he was rapidly deducing it in his heart.

At the same time, his feet are also changing from time to time, and his trajectory is a series of strange small arcs.

Liu Qingwu looked at Lin Feng strangely, not knowing what he was doing.

"It should be... like this."

After more than ten breaths, Lin Feng's eyes flashed and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

After fighting with Chu Tong again, Lin Feng retreated more than ten feet and stood there.

"Not it." Chu Tong looked at Lin Feng strangely. This kid was extremely powerful. How could his casual sword have such great power?

"Maybe it's a coward." Chu Tong thought to himself when he saw Lin Feng stop rushing forward.

Lin Feng's perception ability has been improved to the extreme and has taken a step forward.

The surrounding heaven and earth vital energy was slightly disturbed by this step. Although the change was slight, Lin Feng, as a talisman master, could naturally feel it easily.

"Ha ha."

Lin Feng laughed wildly in his heart.

Holding the heavy sword in both hands, Lin Feng's eyes flashed, he calculated at high speed in his heart, and stepped out step by step.

His movements were extremely awkward, as if he was walking in a swamp.

However, his momentum was suddenly rising.

Lin Feng's speed was getting faster and faster, approaching Chu Tong quickly.

"Yes." Chu Jian's eyes flashed, he glanced at Lin Feng, and his expression changed slightly.

"Not good, Canglang Sandie."

His sister Chu Xuehua died of this move, so the direct descendants of the Chu family of the Badao Sect are extremely familiar with this move.

Although Lin Feng was walking, Chu Jian could still see at a glance what Lin Feng was going to do.

"Mad, Chu Tong must not die. If he dies, the battle will be over."

Chu Jian shouted angrily, and the ancient sword in his hand suddenly flew out and stabbed Lin Feng's back.

"Hmph." Qi Ming snorted, and a fist glove came out of his hand and hit Chu Jian's ancient sword hard. Chu Jian's ancient sword was knocked to the point, rubbing Lin Feng's body and inserted into the soil.

At this time, Lin Feng's speed suddenly accelerated, and he rushed to Chu Tong along an extremely mysterious arc, and slashed down with heavy swords with both hands.

"What."

Chu Tong and Fu Pu fought hard, but at this time they reacted and quickly used a heavy sword to block it.

As Lin Feng took the last step, the two heavy swords collided fiercely.

"boom."

With a loud bang like thunder, Chu Tong's heavy sword instantly took off his hand, swung it back hard, slashing himself on his chest, and actually slashed himself into two pieces.

Lin Feng's heavy sword was just a little bit, and then followed, dividing Chu Tong's body into two.

Two heavy swords crossed into a cross, directly splitting Chu Tong into four sections.

The originally chaotic battlefield suddenly solidified, and everyone's eyes fell on Lin Feng.

Shocking, extremely shocking.

He actually killed the powerful man in the ninth level of Tiger Fist with one sword. Can a strong man in the seventh level of Tiger Fist do?
Chapter completed!