Chapter 452: One man against a host of enemies
The wind is howling between the sea and the sky.
Leaden clouds hung low.
Lin Feng and the angel demon Baimeng stood face to face, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.
The spiritual power of both of them exceeded 300,000 points. The pressure they exuded alone was enough to make some weak demons around them tremble.
Facing the mysterious man whose spiritual power was lower than his own, the angel demon Baimon was not at all panicked.
After the ninth level, every higher level will increase the spiritual power by 100,000 points.
There is no difference between being one level higher than before the ninth level.
Seeing Lin Feng in front of him, the angel demon Baimeng spoke with contempt.
"Agares is really arrogant. He thinks that a level 9, level 3 waste can save the Moon Demon Palace?"
Amid the crashing of the waves, the voice of the angel demon Baimon echoed in the sky.
At the same time, a gray halo appeared on his body.
As the most loyal warrior under the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu, Bai Meng's strength is naturally not low.
A powerful person who practices both magic and martial arts, his strength is ranked ninth in the Demon Pillar.
It was at the moment when the halo appeared on his body.
Bang.
All everyone heard was a loud explosion!
A circle of halo suddenly spread out from the place where Bai Meng was originally, and he appeared in front of Lin Feng without knowing when.
The silk thread in his hand was stretched straight and stabbed towards Lin Feng's vitals like a sharp sword.
When swinging, it even gives people a feeling that the air is being cut apart.
But Bai Meng thought that his sudden attack would be something the man in front of him would definitely not be able to dodge.
However, Lin Feng dodged with a very strange step and just turned sideways.
Bai Meng couldn't help feeling a little surprised, for he knew the speed he had just burst out.
Not to mention the ninth level three, even for a ninth level five warrior, it would be almost impossible to dodge unless he was good at speed.
But the spiritual power of this person in front of him was only at level nine, level three, yet he dodged...
The angel demon Baimon subconsciously thought that the person in front of him was a strong man who specialized in speed.
Just when Baimeng was thinking this.
Before he could react, scorching heat came towards him, along with a huge red sword.
Faced with this sudden attack, Baimon relied on his rich combat experience and immediately blocked a large number of angel lines in front of him.
The moment the two-handed sword chopped off the Angel's Line, he quickly retreated with the force.
But just when he adjusted his posture and counterattacked again.
Lin Feng, holding a red two-handed sword, appeared in front of him like a ghost with an extremely terrifying step.
With a heavy blow of the sword, Bai Meng was thrown towards the sea like a cannonball.
Just like a meteorite falling into the deep sea, it reminds me of huge waves!
In just two rounds, Baimon suffered such a devastating blow.
Even the love demon god Sidi and a group of demons who were watching from the sidelines widened their eyes for a moment.
This is the ninth pillar angel demon Baimon. How could he not have any ability to fight back against the man in front of him?
Lin Feng shook the greatsword in his hand, "The Thousand Burning Suns", which is the exclusive weapon of the God of Fire, Mavica.
He couldn't help but comment: "This sword is easier to use than I thought. I have been worried these days that no one would let me try this new weapon. Your arrival is quite appropriate." The moment Lin Feng finished speaking, Lin Feng swung his arm violently.
Suddenly, the vigorous fire element was like the scorching sun, transforming into a blazing flaming curved blade that flew out from the Burning Thousand Suns Greatsword.
It crashed into the demon army.
Suddenly, loud wailing sounds were heard, and the demons were also killed and wounded.
A random attack from a ninth-level strongman is no longer something that ordinary monsters can resist.
A single strike is enough to cause widespread disaster.
If you strike with all your strength, it will be no problem to split mountains and break rocks.
However, just when Lin Feng was about to swing the second sword, the sea water below suddenly churned as if it was boiling.
The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, the very embarrassed Angel Demon King jumped out from the sea.
Even though he had just flown out of the water, blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Obviously, the angel demon Baimeng was also injured in the internal organs by Lin Feng's sword just now.
But the pain seemed to have completely angered Baimon.
Bai Meng, who originally looked gentle with his single-frame glasses, now looked at Lin Feng with a ferocious face, like an enraged mad dog.
At the same time he roared: "Come on, tear him apart!"
Bai Meng was not stupid. He knew that he would have no chance if he fought alone. Lin Feng's strength and speed were far beyond his expectations.
This is obviously not what an ordinary ninth-level third-grade strong man should have.
As soon as he finished speaking, the three-headed ninth-order devil dragon that had been lurking in the clouds, covered in black mist, roared and rushed towards Lin Feng.
Their bodies are extremely large, with the smallest one being a hundred meters long.
Three pitch-black demonic dragons rolled through the clouds and came towards Lin Feng with a terrifying aura, biting at him.
At the same time, the demons below also roared, as if they wanted to tear the person in front of them to pieces.
In an instant, the aura emitted by the demons enveloped the entire sky in darkness.
Hearing the low roar above his head, Bai Meng suddenly became confident, and immediately looked at Lin Feng arrogantly and said: "I want to see how you can leave here alive today."
After all, Lin Feng is only one person, and facing so many demons, his spiritual power will eventually be exhausted.
"You know nothing about being powerful." Facing the siege of so many demons, Lin Feng's eyes were full of disdain.
If he didn't want to test his current strength, he wouldn't even have to do it himself. These demons are not enough to fill the teeth of King Ruotu and others.
At the moment when Lin Feng finished speaking, the greatsword Fen Yao Qian Yang in Lin Feng's hand suddenly disappeared. The next moment, accompanied by a violent roar, a scarlet wheeled vehicle rushed out from beside Lin Feng and stopped on Lin Feng's right hand side.
Lin Feng held the handles of the chariot with both hands, as his spiritual power was converted into fuel.
With a loud roar, two pairs of wings suddenly spread out at the tail of the chariot.
The scorching orange-blue flames instantly covered the entire car body, like the sun in the dark night, tending towards the surrounding darkness.
As Lin Feng turned the handle, he ran among the demon army like a meteor, with a trail of orange-green flames.
Even those three hundred-meter-long heaven-defying demon dragons with ninth-order strength were merely pedals of Lin Feng's wheelbarrow. The speed of the wheelbarrow driven by the element of fuel was so terrifying that it was beyond the imagination of these ordinary ninth-order ones.
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(End of this chapter)