The Third Thousand Fifty-Nine Chapters Purple Emperor (2)

Zitiandi's figure slowly rose into the sky. Behind Zitiandi, there were two Zimen elders in the middle stage of Mahayana.

The three of them stood there, their fierce aura almost covering half of the sky.

Experts are all experts.

Lin Feng raised his head and saw the old man and the two middle-aged men behind him. He shook his head and said, "I said you can't do it. You just killed so many Zimen disciples, and you came out."

"You!" Emperor Zitian pointed at Lin Feng, his eyes were full of anger, this kid clearly did it on purpose!

Lin Feng showed a mouthful of white teeth, and looked at Zitiandi with a smile, looking harmless to humans and animals. If it weren't for the blood dripping from the Fengtong sword now, no one would have killed the person just now and Lin Feng connect together.

Emperor Zitian looked down at Lin Feng.

Emperor Zitian could tell that Lin Feng was not very old, but with such a high level of cultivation at such a young age, this kid must have a lot of cards in his hand, no wonder it made those guys have no resistance.

"Boy, you asked for this!" Zitiandi sneered, looked at Lin Feng, and said.

"I said old man, your tone of voice is the same as those old men who fed up my precious sword just now, it is smelly and hard."

Lin Feng sized Zitiandi carefully.

Zitiandi is definitely old enough, with a head of white hair flying behind him, and an abnormal rosy face, he looks quite decent, but Zitiandi's eyes are the kind of triangular. It also looks a bit sinister, which makes people look very uncomfortable.

This old man is not a good thing at first sight.

Lin Feng flew into the sky, and made himself and Emperor Zitian stand on an equal footing.

The women followed behind Lin Feng, and their aura matched that of the three Zitiandi, forming a confrontation.

"Qianqian and I will both deal with the left guardian standing on the left side of Zitiandi in the middle of the tribulation period." Li Yutong pointed to the left guardian of Zimen and said.

"Let's deal with the one on the right!" Qin Yanran nodded, the girls each assigned their own tasks, and then moved out of space. Lin Feng looked at Emperor Zitian.

"Why, do you still want to deal with me alone?" Seeing Lin Feng's appearance, Emperor Zitian raised his eyebrows, and said with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

"To deal with you, one person is enough, there is no need to greet other people." Lin Feng chuckled and waved his hand. The Fengtong sword refracted a bewitching light in the sun, like a series of vertical and horizontal sword energy.

"It seems that you will not die until you reach the Yellow River, anyway, I will teach you well today, if you are a human being!" Emperor Zitian's face darkened instantly, he sneered, looked at Lin Feng, and said.

"What you said is well-founded and well-founded. If it weren't for my young master, I would have believed your nonsense!" Lin Feng sneered, and with a look of indifference, he took the lead towards Zi The Emperor of Heaven attacked the past.

"Zitian Emperor, Zitiandi, show your skills, let me show you, what kind of skills you, an old fellow, are capable of supporting this dilapidated body!"

The aura of Lin Feng's whole body changed suddenly, the domain of sword spread out under his feet, and he greeted Emperor Zitian.

"If it was the time when I was in its heyday, where would it be your turn to spout wild words here!" Hearing Lin Feng's words, Emperor Zitian snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face.

"It's a pity, now is not your heyday." Lin Feng sighed, shook his head, and said.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Emperor Zitian sneered, grabbed the Fengtong sword in Lin Feng's hand, and said, "Even if it wasn't in its heyday, it's definitely more than enough to deal with you, a kid at the beginning of the Mahayana period!"

"Really?" Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, sneered, and said, "But why do I look a bit wrong?"

Lin Feng's hand trembled, and the entire Fengtong Sword began to tremble continuously. Flames flew up from the body of the Fengtong Sword, and the purple-black tribulation thunder was hidden in the flames of the center of the earth, directly towards the Watching Zitiandi's palm burn.

Emperor Zitian was caught off guard by Lin Feng's attack, his pupils shrank instantly, and he let go of his hand, Brother Zheng stepped back a little.

You are waiting!

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth evoked a grotesque smile. Before Zitiandi realized what was going on, the position of potential energy directly pressed on Zitiandi. The domain of swords then unfolded, and the sky full of sword energy greeted Zitiandi past.

Under the sun, the sword energy was accompanied by a strong light, and the sword energy and the light were combined together. In a short time, Emperor Zitian couldn't tell which was the sword energy and which was the refracted light.

This kid did it on purpose.

Zitiandi kept moving back, coughed, his eyes became a little more gloomy, and with a wave of his hand, a streak of spiritual power entangled and circled towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng dodged, and walked past Lin Feng with his spiritual power. Lin Feng stood there, looked at Emperor Zitian, smiled again, and said, "I said you can't do it. This attack method is not enough for me. It's a gap between the teeth!"

All the muscles in Zitiandi's body trembled.

"Go!" A coquettish shout sounded, and then, an attack directly greeted Zuo Guardian, Li Yutong stood there, Qianqian stood behind Li Yutong, attacking Bai Shuangshuang.

Bai Shuangshuang's eyes were full of seriousness, and the magic weapon in his hand was constantly shining. With Li Yutong and Qianqian as the backing, Bai Shuangshuang didn't worry about his own safety at all.

"The little girl's treasure is not bad. From now on, let me use it." Zuo Hufa Jiejie sneered, looking at the magic weapon in the hands of the three girls, his eyes flashed with covetousness.

These three girls' cultivation levels are high and low, but the magic weapons in their hands are all the best magic weapons.

"I found that your people are just as vile as you." Lin Feng glanced back at Guardian Zuo, then turned to look at Emperor Zitian, shook his head, sighed, and said.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Emperor Zitian paused for a moment, and looked down at Lin Feng. After seeing the playfulness in Lin Feng's eyes, Emperor Zitian paused for a moment. This kid seemed to be doing it on purpose.

Zitiandi stood there with his mouth pursed, his eyes were serious.

No matter how capable this kid is, he, Zitiandi, is still defeated by a kid at the beginning of the Mahayana period!

"Boy, while you still have time, sharpen your mouth. Wait a minute, you won't have a chance." Zitiandi sneered, and his figure began to change slowly, one after another. Gathering in Zitiandi's palm, the spiritual power was continuously compressed, and finally turned into a red dot.

Spiritual power compression! This Emperor Zitian seems to have some skills!