Chapter 61: Life and Death in an Instant

  Three people exchanged three moves in the blink of an eye, and Lin Feng easily broke through the joint attack of the other two. His confidence greatly increased. However, Qian Zhao was shocked. According to their cultivation level, it was impossible for Lin Feng to so easily block the joint attack of the two. According to the division of the Qi Refining stage, the spiritual energy inside each cultivator's body is about twice that of the previous layer. In other words, his spiritual power is also twice as strong. By this standard, Lin Feng was only a fifth-layer Qi Refining cultivator, while Zhao You was a sixth-layer Qi Refining cultivator, and his spiritual power should be twice that of Lin Feng's. Qian Dele's spiritual power had even reached four times that of Lin Feng's. However, such powerful spiritual power did not have the effect of defeating him in one move when facing Lin Feng. Why was this? The two were puzzled and couldn't figure it out.

  But now is clearly not the time to consider this, the night is long and fears many dreams, Lin Feng's strength far exceeds the two men's imagination, and they no longer have any reservations, beginning to fully launch an attack. As expected of a long-term partner, once fully launched, their coordination seems to be much tighter, the two advancing and retreating, jumping up and down, sword lights surrounding Lin Feng shining, rain pouring in but unable to penetrate, dense and prolonged, within several breaths the two men had already attacked more than ten moves, forcing Lin Feng to retreat repeatedly without any power to counterattack.

  Lin Feng didn't understand the current situation either. With their abilities, Ling's spiritual power should be much higher than his own, but as soon as they made contact, he felt that the other party seemed not to have used their full strength. However, judging from the other party's frantic attack, it didn't seem like that was the case either. Thinking that the other party might still have some tricks up their sleeve, Lin Feng didn't dare to be careless. He fully unleashed his Heavenly Unity Sword Technique, only defending and not attacking, using the principle of "when the enemy comes, I will meet them; when the water comes, I will cover it with earth", guarding himself tightly without any gaps.

  The scene looked a bit strange. Accompanied by the dense sound of swords clashing, Qian and Zhao stepped forward, each sword forcing Lin Feng to retreat one or two steps, and the two continued to charge forward, slashing left and right, again forcing Lin Feng back. But no matter how he retreated, Lin Feng was like a floating water lily, a falling leaf in the wind, drifting left and right, and except for his sword, the two couldn't even touch his sleeves.

  This is the subtlety of unity between heaven and man. No matter how formidable the opponent is, as long as he cannot break through Lin Feng's strongest defense with one blow, there is no way to harm his body. Even if the opponent's spiritual power is stronger than Lin Feng's, at most it can only knock him back.

  If at the beginning Lin Feng was still a bit flustered and being forced to retreat, after going through the crazy attacks of Tianyi and Zhao like a storm, he had a deeper understanding of the unity of heaven and man. He could now cope with it more easily. After more than a dozen moves, although he was still constantly being beaten back, from the initial shock of retreating unsteadily, he gradually turned to using his opponent's strength against them. The attacks of Tianyi and Zhao were fierce, but now they seemed to be coordinating with Lin Feng in his sword practice.

  Lin Feng wanted to shift one step to the left, forcing away Qian Dele's sword that was stabbing towards his throat. At this time, Zhao You happened to slash over from the right side with a sword. Lin Feng's sword body collided with Zhao You's sword body, and Zhao You felt a slight sinking sensation on his sword, while Lin Feng felt himself become much lighter, easily dodging Qian Dele's sword that was stabbing towards his throat.

  Qian and Zhao used their powerful forces to attack Lin Feng from both sides, forcing him to retreat as he couldn't dodge to the left or right. With no way to charge forward and put himself in danger, Lin Feng had no choice but to back away. As the swords of the two men struck his sword, Lin Feng's body sprang high into the air, performing a backward flip that took him out of their attacking range.

  This frame is no longer playable, as Lin Feng has always occupied the high ground, and with the help of borrowed power, his spiritual energy consumption is not great. However, Qian Zhao's two people are attacking from below, and from time to time they have to bear the weight of Lin Feng's body when he borrows power. Even if the two men's spiritual energy is higher than Lin Feng's, at this moment they are also panting with exhaustion.

  "Kid, you've got some skills! But no matter what skills you have, it's a thousand times difficult to survive today." Qian Dele finally stopped his attack and instead circled around Lin Feng to get behind him. His intention was very clear: Lin Feng's frontal defense was extremely strong and almost impossible to break through, but his back was wide open. If he were to be attacked from both front and back, Lin Feng would definitely be caught off guard.

  Lin Feng also knew the severity, Tian Ren He Yi doesn't matter whether it's the front or back, can actually defend against both, but there is only one sword, wanting to simultaneously defend against both front and back is very difficult. Seeing Qian De Le approaching from behind, he fought with Zhao You while turning his body to try to get as far away from Qian De Le's direction as possible. However, the effect was not good, Zhao You saw through Qian De Le and Lin Feng's intentions at a glance, so always tried to stop Lin Feng's movement, and Qian De Le's speed was also very fast, although walking on the periphery, but far from being comparable to Lin Feng's speed while fighting and moving at the same time, so it seemed that the pincer attack was about to form.

  Although Lin Feng's fighting experience was not rich, he also knew how dangerous it was to be sandwiched between two cultivators with higher cultivation levels than himself. He had to break through this encirclement before it formed and strike back, or even defeat one of them, which would be the best choice. After fighting for so long, Lin Feng had already figured out that Zhao You's spiritual power was about the same as his own, maybe a bit higher, but definitely not with the two-fold difference between the fifth and sixth layers. If he faced him alone, Lin Feng also had a chance to make a move. As for Qian Dele, his strength was formidable, and the possibility of striking him back was small, so the best choice was Zhao You.

  Zhou You also knew that Lin Feng's only choice now was to defeat himself and switch positions, which would bring back the previous situation. Therefore, he also defended strictly, not seeking merit but avoiding demerit, just waiting for Qian Dele to join the battle, and Lin Feng's defeat would be a foregone conclusion.

  Lin Feng launched a fierce attack, but unfortunately, the unity of heaven and man was not suitable for offense, and the power of the Xuri Sword Technique was not strong. It was very difficult to repel Zhao You in a short period of time. Having no other choice, Lin Feng's heart suddenly became ruthless, his left hand made a swift motion, and a talisman appeared in his hand. At this critical moment, Lin Feng had already forgotten about the risk of exposing the Panlong Ring, so he didn't bother to pretend to take something out of his storage bag. He directly transmitted a lightning strike talisman into his left hand using his divine sense, and then sent it flying out with a burst of spiritual energy.

  Zhao You was fully resisting Lin Feng's sword strikes, unaware of the sudden appearance of a spiritual symbol on his hand. However, Qian Dele clearly saw it from behind, but he was still one step away from the two and couldn't reach out to help in time. He could only loudly shout: "Be careful!" Afterwards, he also took out a talisman and, without thinking, threw it at Lin Feng.

  Zhao You was also an experienced person, and upon hearing Qian Dele's voice, he saw a bright light flashing towards him. Without thinking, he retreated several steps while his long sword stabbed out, neither biased nor deviated, and precisely hit the target.

  "Ah!" Zhao You, who was just about to block Lin Feng's attack and had not yet opened his mouth to exhale the stagnant air he had been holding in, suddenly felt a wave of numbness wash over his entire body. This numbness immediately turned into sharp pain, which then shot towards his internal organs, causing him such agony that he involuntarily let out the stagnant air he had been holding in, but it came out as a heart-wrenching, ear-piercing scream.

  "Lightning strike, you used a fine steel sword to block it. No wonder it was so easy to pierce through. But isn't this similar to suicide? If Lin Feng hadn't been hesitant and used a low-grade talisman, Zhao You would have been annihilated without even having the chance to cry out. However, an all-out attack from a seven-layer Qi Refining cultivator is not something he can withstand. At this moment, his entire body was charred black, and apart from lying on the ground in agony, it was difficult for him to get up. It's likely that even if he survives, he'll be crippled."

  One strike sent Zhao You flying, leaving him half-dead, and Lin Feng was extremely shocked by the power of Fu Lu. However, before he could think further, a strong gust of wind blew from behind, and his figure shifted to the side as he met Qian Dele's fireball that had been hastily conjured. Boom! The fireball exploded on Lin Feng's sword, which hadn't even been properly positioned yet, immediately shattering it into pieces. The fine steel sword also shattered with a loud clang, leaving only the hilt still clutched in Lin Feng's hand. At the same time, the massive impact sent Lin Feng flying backward, and he heavily crashed to the ground. In an instant, the two who had been fiercely battling were now both sprawled on the ground, unable to move except to twist about in agony.

  Qian Dele succeeded with one blow, looked at Zhao You who was also lying on the ground, and laughed: "I didn't expect it to end like this, but it looks not bad." As he spoke, he didn't care about Zhao You's life or death, and walked straight towards Lin Feng, his sword raised high.

  Lin Feng's injury was not as serious as it looked, the impact of the fireball was only a low-grade attack, although he didn't block it head-on, his steel sword still managed to deflect most of the attack, allowing Lin Feng to escape this disaster. However, the scattered sparks were not fun to deal with, all over his body except for his face, there wasn't a single intact place, everywhere was filled with smoldering holes. Fortunately, apart from his hands, all other places were covered by clothes, otherwise, Lin Feng's current state would be unbearable to look at. But this miserable appearance was just right to deceive Qian Dele's eyes, hoping to make him let his guard down.

  Just as Qian Dele's sword was about to strike, a sudden change occurred. Lin Feng rolled forward on the ground, and his right hand suddenly produced the Fish Dragon Sword, which stabbed fiercely towards Qian Dele's left abdomen. At this time, Lin Feng was almost close enough to touch Qian Dele's body, and even if Qian Dele was two levels higher than him, it would be difficult for him to dodge at such a close distance.

  However, Qian Dele was not completely unguarded. From the beginning of the fight, he had sensed that Lin Feng was not simple, so although he appeared relaxed on the surface, he had never let his guard down. Although he didn't know how Lin Feng's sword had come out, his rich experience told him not to think too much about it. He put away his steel sword and pressed down, causing it to collide with Lin Feng's sword at the same time. Meanwhile, he stepped forward with his left foot and shifted his body to the right side.

  Clang! A crisp sound, Qian Dele only felt a lightness in his hand, and when he looked down, his fine steel sword had shattered into pieces. He was shocked to discover that Lin Feng's sword was actually a mid-grade artifact. Qian Dele's soul was greatly stirred, not to mention that Lin Feng now had the upper hand, even if Zhao You were here at the beginning, if Lin Feng took out the mid-grade artifact Fish Dragon Sword, the two of them would only have been able to turn and run.

  There's no way, the fine steel sword can't withstand a mid-grade artifact, even if Qian Dele's cultivation is two layers higher than Lin Feng's. At most, he could use his spiritual energy to exchange a few blows, but in the end, the fine steel sword would still be shattered. Once he lost his weapon, he didn't think he had the ability to fight against someone with a mid-grade artifact bare-handed, unless that person was only a Qi Refining second or third layer cultivator.

  I couldn't understand how Lin Feng had a medium-grade artifact, but I didn't have time to think about it. Qian Dele's only thought now was to escape, the farther the better. But since Lin Feng had taken out his artifact, he had already made up his mind to kill him, so why would it be so simple? Boom! At the same time as he drew his sword with his right hand, Lin Feng's left hand had somehow already grasped a medium-grade fireball talisman. Seeing Qian Dele move, he immediately threw it out, aiming directly at Qian Dele's right waist and abdomen.

  A fireball equivalent to an 8th-level cultivator's full-force strike was not something that the currently unarmed Chandler could withstand head-on, and he had no choice but to dodge. Without hesitation, Chandler exerted force in his legs, leaping high into the air before flipping backwards with all his might. Just as it seemed like he would escape Lin Feng's attack range, a flash of light descended from the sky, crudely striking him on the exposed buttocks as he flipped over halfway, exposing them to the lightning.

  The power of the first-class mid-grade fireball symbol is roughly the same as that of the mid-grade lightning strike symbol, but in terms of speed, the thunder system symbol is undoubtedly the fastest among all spirit symbols. Lin Feng had planned this out beforehand and launched a full-force attack on Qian Dele's lower body, forcing him to jump up. Once he jumped up, it would be difficult for him to change direction in mid-air. At that moment, Lin Feng could launch the lightning strike symbol with certainty. Seeing Qian Dele jump up, Lin Feng immediately released the lightning strike symbol, and Qian Dele, who was in mid-air, couldn't avoid it and was hit right on his buttocks, which was purely coincidental.

  "Ah……!" Although not as stupid as Zhao You using his sword to guide the lightning strike, taking such a heavy hit with the chrysanthemum was even more unbearable. The strong electric current drilled into the chrysanthemum, making it truly crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Qian Dele also immediately became like Zhao You, except for that initial "ah" sound, he could only twitch in pain. The two of them completely lost their ability to move in an instant, now they can only lie on the ground in pain, with deep regret and frustration. This is not how you play, a small cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining, not only having a mid-grade artifact, but also throwing around tens or hundreds of spirit stones worth of talismans like rotten tomatoes, who the hell can beat that?!

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