A scene that has never happened before in Tai'an City is being staged.

Li Yang established the country with martial arts. Emperors of all dynasties were very tough wise rulers. Few people dared to object to the decisions they made on weekdays, let alone being beaten up like now.

Zhao Zhuan wanted to die. If he could beat Lin Feng, he would beat Lin Feng so hard that he would not even know him. This guy was so annoying. Whether he was a prince or an emperor, he had never had such a mess.

The most annoying thing is that Lin Feng just beat him up, but he kept his mouth shut. Every time he hit him, he would ask, "Does it hurt, or is it happy?"

"You'd better kill me now, otherwise I will definitely kill you, sure!" Zhao Zhuan was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen, and looked at Lin Feng with resentment.

At this moment, all the emperor's mind and cleverness are gone, and all the only things are the rage after being beaten and the resentful eyes.

Lin Feng twisted his neck and looked at Zhao Zhuan with a smile, "Is that true? Since that's the case, then I'll just kill you."

A strong murderous intent instantly enveloped Zhao Zhuan, and a cold air emerged from the soles of his feet. He shivered and became much more awake in an instant. He realized that since Lin Feng dared to beat him, he might dare to kill him. Excited to him at this time is not a good choice.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhuan stopped talking, but his eyes were still resentful. Judging from his appearance, he wanted to swallow Lin Feng alive.

Lin Feng let go of his clenched fists and did not continue to chase Zhao Zhuan and beat him up. Instead, he turned his head and looked towards the direction of the Imperial Heaven Prison. A shocking wave suddenly broke out from a place, and then disappeared.

At the Imperial Heaven Supervision, at the beginning, Xu Fengnian could easily deal with the surviving immortals, but when these immortals used their unique skills, he was a little overwhelmed.

The perfect defensive lineup was also broken, and then it started to be injured, and finally exchanged injuries for injuries, but this was a huge loss for Xu Fengnian.

After all, these immortals just use their bodies to descend to the earth. Even if they are injured, they will not hurt their roots. They can even wait until this body is not good before changing to another body.

Xu Fengnian has this body, and it is his own. Every time he suffers a little harm, it is actually printed on him, and it cannot be compared with these immortal bodies.

The two are like the difference between consumables and disposable products. The immortal body can be used repeatedly, but his own body can only be used this time, so the gap caused is also very huge.

Although Xu Fengnian had tried his best to avoid the attack, there were always a few attacks that would cross the defense line and hit him. After repeated recurrence, his injuries became heavier and heavier.

Even so, Xu Fengnian was still very grateful because this was a reduced immortal. If Lin Feng had not attracted the fifty immortals, his difficulty would have increased by two times, even four times or five times, because he had heard that there was a formation in Taoism that fifty Taoists formed a formation.

If he added this formation, he would probably be a little overwhelmed.

Although I am a little busy now, fortunately, it is still within a range that can be tolerated.

The wave of sword rain just now consumed huge amounts of energy, and it took a breath to slow down. But how could the immortals in the sky give him this time? They just seized this opportunity and exploded wildly, so that Xu Fengnian could not change into a new breath.

If he couldn't get the chance to breathe, Xu Fengnian had to force himself to fight against the immortals, but the situation was not optimistic, just like a drowning person. If he couldn't get a mouthful of fresh air, he would sooner or later drown in the water.

Just when Xu Fengnian was struggling, two figures appeared next to him.

The first figure was an old man with a hunchback, wearing a torn sheepskin fur. Although the old man was dressed in rags, his face was extremely energetic, especially his bright black eyes, which did not look like the look that an old man should have.

The old man Sheepskin Fur smiled at Xu Fengnian, stretched out his hand and a long sword condensed from white clouds was held in his hand.

The old man looked sighing, chuckled and cursed, then rose from the ground, and immortals kept asking questions from the sky.

"Li Chungang, you are bold!"

"Do you know what we are? How dare you disobey the immortal!"

The shouts of questions were like thunder and fury.

The old man with sheepskin fur held the cloud sword upside down and sneered, "I can't compare to Lu Zu's passing through the Heavenly Gate without entering, but he can open the Heavenly Gate by himself. You watchdogs who wag their tails and beg for mercy and look at people's faces and eat, dare to bark in front of me?"

The old man passed by a sword, and the blue-purple sword energy was like a dragon, carrying an extremely sharp aura and pounced on the high immortal.

Xu Fengnian just used this trick, but compared to the original version of the old man, it is still so bad that the sword opens the sky gate!

After a sword, the old man's figure gradually faded away. Xu Fengnian originally wanted to send the old man away for a ride, but was stopped by the old man with sheepskin fur. Li Chungang, the sword body, had never let others see him off? He came naked and left naked, without any worries. This is the sword god in people's minds.

After the old man's sword, the formation formed by the immortals in the sky was shaking, and the thin sword energy made the immortals mess up.

But this is not over yet, today is destined to be the most unforgettable day for the immortals.

Because there was another young Taoist priest in front of Xu Fengnian. Like the old sheepskin fur just now, this is a Taoist priest, a sword fairy, and an idol of all sword practitioners - Lu Dongxuan.

Lu Dongxuan, or Wudang Mountain Torrent, looked at Xu Fengnian with soft eyes, with a look of reminiscence and a smile.

The immortals who had already broken up immediately became panicked after seeing the figure. Not only them, but also in the higher heaven, it seemed like someone was asking Hong Xixiang.

Even louder than just asking Li Chungang, they were obviously very afraid of these two sword immortals.

But no matter how loudly the heavenly people shouted, Hong Xixiang was indifferent. Who made them a sword cultivator?

Hong Xixiang looked at Lin Feng with a smile, reached out to bring a peach wood sword, and said, "Brother-in-law, look good, my brother-in-law will vent your anger today."

Xu Fengnian wanted to scold, but couldn't scold him, so she just rubbed her moist eyes.

A sword was handed out, and the world was silent.

The sky seemed to have a huge crack. When Xu Fengnian looked up again, there were no immortals and Hong Xixiang in the sky.

Xu Fengnian rubbed his eyes and said softly: "Actually, I have always been very proud of having a brother-in-law like you."
Chapter completed!