1247: C1247 He Easily Passed the Test!

C1247 He Easily Passed the Test!

Four black shadows, four black shadows whose faces could not be seen, stood around Lin Feng. Four cold blade lights entered Lin Feng's eyes. At this moment, Lin Feng clenched his fists and silently took out the Sword of War God. In this airtight cellar, there was no need to worry about exposing his identity, so it was time for the Sword of War God.

The moment he held the Sword of War God tightly, he felt the Sword of War God buzzing and swaying, as if it was going to cut his arm and take his blood. Lin Feng recalled the scene where the Sword of War God sucked blood with extraordinary strength and extraordinary energy. That was when he was fighting against the Six-Colored Phoenix, but now, Lin Feng could not let the Sword of War God suck blood.

Lin Feng did not know whether the Sword of War God sucking blood was a good thing or a bad thing. There were no disadvantages and limitations to him, so Lin Feng could not give it a try. Back then, it was a matter of life and death, so he had to do it. But now, it was just a test of the Dragon Ant Clan. Moreover, these four Ordinary-Grade Divine Ancestor were not as difficult to deal with as the Six-Colored Phoenix.

When the Sword of War God appeared, the blood shadow tore through the dark space. Although the four black shadows could not see their faces, they could still feel that they were very afraid of this blood light. Lin Feng did not let go of the slightest opportunity. Gripping the Sword of War God tightly, he rushed forward. With light steps, he arrived in front of a black shadow in the time it took to breathe. He slashed out with his sword, cleanly and neatly, and the blood light enveloped the entire Man In Black.

The man's expression changed drastically. He raised his machete and met force with force. It was very straightforward. Without considering anything else, the corner of Lin Feng's mouth curled up into a playful smile. His expression was the same as usual. He raised his hand and his sword fell, and the blade broke.

With a crisp cracking sound, the opponent's machete was cut off by the Sword of War God. After that, the man panicked and wanted to retreat, but Lin Feng did not give him the chance to do so. The Sword of War God stabbed out and blocked the opponent's path of retreat. At the same time, Lin Feng took a step forward and appeared behind the man. His Domineering Boxing rolled down like a mountain crashing into it.

Puff!

A heart-palpitating sound of blood spitting resounded through the dark night sky. Man In Black fell to the ground and there was no more news. Lin Feng looked up at the remaining three people, his face cold and emotionless.

At the same time, outside the secret chamber, the patriarch of the Dragon Ant Clan silently watched this scene. Seeing that one of the four great geniuses of the Dragon Ant Clan had been defeated, he could not help but sigh. Lin Feng was indeed extremely powerful. Ordinary-Grade Divine Ancestor might not be able to withstand his attack, even if there were four of them.

Just as he was thinking about this, his eyes shook once again. In the dark cellar, another blade light shattered. Man In Black was sent flying by Lin Feng's kick and landed on the ground with a muffled bang. It was extremely crisp, but it also left behind a miserable scream.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. He couldn't see what was happening in the darkness, so he ignored it and focused on dealing with the remaining two Man In Blacks. The two of them had been looking down on him from the beginning, but now, they were filled with fear and fear. They never would have thought that this Xiu Luo would be so powerful.

"Brother, we can't fight separately. We have to work together, or else we won't be able to defeat him."

In the dark night, the temperature was extremely cold, and his tone was also extremely cold. The other Man in Black nodded his head repeatedly. The two of them held onto the machete tightly, and then the two of them stood together and slashed out with the machete. Two pale white blade lights flashed past, breaking the silence of the night. The sound of weapons colliding entered Lin Feng's ears, as well as the two of them.

Lin Feng's expression did not change at all, as usual. However, in the quiet and sealed space, two miserable screams could be heard. The patriarch of the Dragon Ant Clan next door widened his eyes as he watched this shocking scene. Lin Feng clearly did not make a move. Why did these two people fall to the ground?

Suddenly, a different aura spread throughout the entire dark space. Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. While he was shocked, he also felt that it was strange. Why would a fifth person appear in this enclosed space?

"Who are you?" Lin Feng held the Sword of War God tightly and stared at him. He was shocked, but he was also shocked. This person was clearly much stronger than the four great geniuses. The four great geniuses were only Ordinary-Grade Divine Ancestor, but the person in front of him was Spirit-Grade Divine Ancestor. Moreover, he belonged to the upper-class level of the Spirit-Grade Divine Ancestor. Compared to Qing Huangtian, he seemed to be a bit stronger.

"You don't deserve the Painting of Splendid Mountains And Rivers! Get out of the Ant Clan! Get out of the Splendid Mountains And Rivers!"

The extremely cold shout made Lin Feng feel as if someone had poured ice over his head. From head to toe, he was completely frozen. This person's aura was actually so sharp that even the ice in winter was nothing compared to it.

However, what caught Lin Feng's attention the most was that this person's words clearly contained a lot of rejection and anger towards him. Unsurprisingly, this person should be an expert of the Dragon Ant Clan, and his status would definitely not be low. To be able to become a Spirit-Grade Divine Ancestor, he was probably only below the Patriarch of the Dragon Ant Clan.

"Senpai, I don't seem to have offended you." Lin Feng frowned, but there was still a trace of restraint in his tone, but he was already furious in his heart. What the hell was this? He was shouting here and there, and if he got angry, he would beat it himself.

"The possession of a treasure is the crime of the treasure. Do you think you have offended me?" It was still the extremely cold voice of a man, and there was even a hint of ancient desolation and loneliness.

Lin Feng stopped talking, because there was no need to say anything more. This person was clearly determined to fight with him. Since that was the case, he couldn't let him down, right?

"Cut the crap. Please do it, Senior." Lin Feng's voice was like a cold iron on a million-year-old ice mountain. After striking it, it emitted a deafening sound that could freeze everything. The man in front of him was still wearing a black robe, but his face couldn't help but turn a little pale. It was because he was scared by Lin Feng's current aura.

However, he was unwilling to accept it. He was unwilling to let the Painting of Splendid Mountains and Rivers fall into the hands of this Xiu Luo. He was unwilling to accept that all his years of hard work had been wasted, and he was even more unwilling to stay in the Black Iron Prison of the Dragon Ant Clan for the rest of his life.

"If I kill you, the Painting of Splendid Mountains And Rivers will be mine!"

A roar from the deep forest broke through the killing intent of the sealed dark space. Lin Feng felt as if a sword had pierced his throat, and blood was flowing out. However, when he came back to his senses, he realized that this person's shout could cause him to hallucinate.

Lin Feng was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he woke up early, otherwise, he would really have lost his life. Lin Feng did not dare to be negligent, nor did he dare to be careless. Gripping the Sword of War God tightly, he rushed towards the black shadow of the opponent. In the dark night, a blood-red setting sun swept across Man In Black's bun. It was only half an inch away from the corpse.

The figure in the black shadow also took out his weapon. It was a two-meter long spear, and there were many ice-cold poisonous spikes on the spear. It gave off a cold aura that made people tremble all over. Lin Feng did not care about this feeling, and continued to attack with all his strength. The Sword of War God slashed onto the spear, making a loud sound that made people's teeth ache.

After the collision, Lin Feng and the man were both sent flying at the same time, but they both rushed over at the same time. Lin Feng raised the Sword of War God and the aura of killing with one strike and the Strength of Creation formed a shocking aura of a man and a sword that could overturn the world. The opponent's spear seemed to be able to pierce through the mountains and rivers and even the universe was about to be broken by it. The aura of the two coupled with the sharpness of their weapons was unstoppable. They would definitely win the battle.

Bang! With a clear and loud sound, coupled with the cold darkness of the cellar, everything seemed so desolate. Lin Feng suddenly changed his move midway. The Sword of War God stabbed forward as usual, but his right hand turned into a palm. The first wave of the Divine Path swept out with terrifying waves.

"Despicable." The opponent cursed. His hysterical roar was like the desolation after a lion or tiger beast was killed. It was shocking, but at the same time, it could not help but feel fear. However, Lin Feng was fearless. After a palm strike, the air wave forced the opponent to retreat several hundred steps, and the sharpness of the Sword of War God was even more difficult for the opponent to block. He could only retreat again and again.0

Lin Feng did not give his opponent any chance at all. He took a step forward and turned the Sword of War God around. It let out a roar in the air, and the sword itself buzzed. The two of them overlapped and summoned a blood-colored image of the War God. The War God held the Sword of War God with one hand and thrust it out in the air.

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped. Even the patriarch of the Dragon Ant Clan next door could only stare at everything in front of him with his eyes wide open, unable to speak for a long time.

Lin Feng didn't know how to describe his current mood. He didn't know when it started, but there was actually a flaw on his wrist. Blood was flowing on the Sword of War God, which was why the Sword of War God was so powerful and invincible.

Two sounds of collision and a miserable howl completely changed the atmosphere of the Dragon Ant Clan. The patriarch of the Dragon Ant Clan could no longer stand still, and he could no longer observe calmly. If he waited any longer, this person's life would be gone.

With a single palm strike, he shattered the walls of the entire cellar. Then, the old man who was less than one and a half meters tall hugged the pale Man In Black and disappeared into the cellar in the blink of an eye, the smell of blood still lingering in the air.

Lin Feng chased after him for a few steps, but he still gave up. The patriarch of the Dragon Ant Clan had saved this person. It could be seen that this person's status was not ordinary, and his relationship with the patriarch was also not ordinary.

He lowered his head and looked at the Sword of War God. At this moment, the Sword of War God seemed to be like a soldier who had just finished a battle, wanting to claim credit and reward. Lin Feng smiled bitterly. There was no other way. Another drop of blood dripped from the wound onto the Sword of War God.

In an instant, the Sword of War God returned to its former glory. The entire sword emitted a blood-red light, as if it had killed millions of people. It used its blood to support this shocking giant sword, but Lin Feng was a little worried. Every time he used the Strength of Buddhism to get close to the Sword of War God, the Sword of War God would emit a shrill cry, as if it could not withstand the attack of the Strength of Buddhism.

Lin Feng did not continue to try, but now that he thought about it, there must be something wrong with the Sword of War God. Putting away the Sword of War God, Lin Feng sighed. Seeing that no one in the cellar seemed to have left, no matter what, he had won easily this time. Even if he met the Spirit-Grade Divine Ancestor, he did not give him any chance.

Lin Feng looked at the broken wall and then walked out of the hole and into the hall.

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