"The one in the middle is Saint Son Xue Shihang, right?"

"With three red-blooded dragon-scale horses driving the chariot, it should be him."

"The stage is huge!"

"By the way, haven't all his knights been killed by Lin Feng? Why are there more than 20 people gathered?"

"How can a big man like him lack followers? If you think about it, he will come without beckoning?" A young man smiled and said, "A few days ago, a half-sage of Tianxianzong specially supplied him!"

The identities of these young people should be very ordinary. At this time, standing on the mountain and watching the situation below, everyone is envious.

"Hey, what about the fellow Taoist under the tree?" Suddenly someone noticed that the old tree was empty and Lin Feng's figure was gone.

"Maybe it's gone." Others glanced at the words and didn't care too much.

Suddenly, a beautiful girl in the crowd was surprised, pointed to the front and said, "Is that him?"

A few young people on the side immediately looked at him, and sure enough, they saw the ordinary practitioner. He was walking at an extremely fast speed. Every step he fell, it was hundreds of feet, as if shrinking into an inch.

"This is a strong man!" Several young people's pupils shrank.

They did not expect that the ordinary looking young man under the old tree was not weak.

At this moment, the faces of these young people showed strange expressions, because they saw that the ordinary young man was running in the front of Xue Shihang and the others.

"Do they know each other?" These people thought to themselves.

But the next moment, they all changed color, their eyes were about to pop out, and the three girls in the crowd were even more horrified and disfigured.

Because they saw that the ordinary young man started without warning, rushed into the group of knights, slapped with his big hands, and flew the three knights away in an instant, his body was torn apart in mid-air, and blood was all over the sky!

"Who is this who dares to attack Saint Son Xue Shihang?"

"Oh my God, doesn't he want to die!"

This group of young people turned pale with fright. They never thought that someone would dare to attack Xue Shihang and his party here.

Suddenly, a terrible guess flashed through someone's mind. For a moment, he was struck by lightning, sweating profusely, and he couldn't speak properly, and said, "He, he can't be... that Lin Feng, right? "

As if to prove something, at the moment when his voice fell, on the plain below the mountain, there was a rumbling sound, thunder rolled, and purple-blue lightning bolts, like waterfalls, like oceans, drowned the area.

"puff!"

Of the more than 20 knights, some coughed up blood, some were numb from the electric shock, and some were hit by the thunder, and they fell down without saying a word.

"Lin Feng!!"

With a long whistle, Xue Shihang burst into anger and his eyes widened in anger.

He didn't expect that Lin Feng actually appeared at this time and took the initiative to attack him!

Xue Shihang responded quickly, and immediately drove the ancient chariot to the sky. He knew how tyrannical Lin Feng's body was, and it was impossible to fight against Lin Feng.

With a flash of divine light, a long halberd made of bronze divine gold appeared in Xue Shihang's hand.

"It turned out to be Lin Feng!"

A group of young people on the mountain looked at each other, trembling all over, and a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.

"Boom!"

Lin Feng was bathed in thunder, like the ancient **** of thunder, striding to the sky, slapping his hands, endless thunder rushing, hitting the halberd made of bronze divine gold, making a terrible roar, and a metal trembling sound like a gold-piercing stone. Almost shattered the eardrums.