Douluo's ghost sword

"Hehe, you can't stop me."

Lin Feng smiled slightly, and immediately waved the long sword in his hand a few times, and several sword lights emerged, which directly cut the silver-white sight that was attacking the two of them into several segments, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

"what?"

The captain of the soul master of the control department on the opposite side saw that his attack was defeated so easily, he couldn't help widening his eyes, a little surprised.

Although the silk thread is extremely thin, it is extremely tough with the amplification of his first soul skill. Except for the fear of high temperature, it is generally extremely difficult to be broken. Unexpectedly, Lin Feng hit it at will without using the soul skill. Just like cutting tofu, it is divided into several sections casually.

Seeing this, looking at Lin Feng who was less than three meters away from him, the three attacking beast spirit masters of Oakland College immediately shouted and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Compared with the three people possessed by martial souls, who were like giant humanoid beasts, they charged aggressively and with a sense of power.

There is no doubt that Lin Feng's thin figure bears the brunt of the brunt. From the surface alone, if Lin Feng chooses to meet him head-on, it is obviously an extremely irrational behavior.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, Lin Feng is just a somewhat special soul master with these two thousand-year-old soul rings, and he is not a soul sect. Even if he is a soul sect, if he does not have special soul skills, he is not a powerful attack system soul master.

Facing three soul masters of the attacking system around level 35 by one person would be powerless, and from their point of view, the strange long sword martial soul in Lin Feng's hand was obviously not a martial soul that relied on strength to attack head-on. Instead, it relies on skill and speed. In this case, choosing to temporarily avoid its edge is the right way.

However, although swordsmen generally give people the impression of a combination of skill and speed, even though Lin Feng is an orthodox "ghost swordsman", this is not the case.

Skill and speed are what he is extremely good at, but he is not lacking in the power of frontal attack!

"Crashing!"

Lin Feng looked at the three men who were rushing towards him like a meteorite, Lin Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and he muttered silently in his heart.

The first soul ring on the long sword moved, and immediately a beam of energy sank into the long sword.

Just when he was about to collide with the menacing three from the Oakland team, suddenly Lin Feng tightly grasped the long sword in his palm and slashed hard.

In fact, it seems inappropriate to use chopping to describe Lin Feng's actions at this time. After all, even though the first soul skill was activated at this time, the originally light long sword in Lin Feng's palm instantly became like a heavy hammer.

It's not so much a chop, it's better to say it's a hard hammer!

"Oh!"

The long sword slammed directly towards the ground, shaking the entire arena, and there was a loud noise immediately. The extremely hard arena was built with special stones, and a crack like a spider web appeared in an instant, and it split open in response.

At the same time, a powerful air wave instantly appeared on the ground of the arena, carrying flying stone fragments, spreading and flying towards the surroundings like a huge wave.

The original formation of the three charging was due to the shock when Lin Feng hit the ground with the "Collapse Mountain Strike" just now, and suddenly stagnated, and his figure was a little unstable, and this powerful shock wave carrying flying stone debris, And the dust mist formed by it confused their vision, and made them tired of coping.

"Well, don't resist."

Lin Feng's figure was like a bow, turned into an afterimage, and his speed was extremely fast. His long sword was like an iron rod, and he swept across the back of the blade several times, hitting the three people, and there were several painful muffled groans in an instant.

The dust and mist dissipated, and the three attacking soul masters of the aggressive Oakland team, who were the frontmost shields of the team, were all half kneeling on the ground at this time, losing their ability to resist, with painful expressions on their faces.

But fortunately, Lin Feng was merciful and didn't use the "Collapse Mountain Strike", a powerful attack that he used to defeat the thousand-year-old soul beast monitor lizard when he was only level [-], directly on them.

Instead, they shot down around them on the ground, and the most powerful force did not directly act on them.

Although there were several small wounds on his body caused by the flying stone lasing, they were not serious. Now that he looked like this, Lin Feng just used his soul power with a trace of sword energy to invade his body, making him temporarily lose his ability to resist.

In the other half, the blue-haired and tall captain also stared wide-eyed, full of disbelief. He didn't expect that the three attack-type soul masters with 35-level soul power in his team would look like just a soul master like Lin Feng. The pinnacle soul master, unexpectedly collapses at the touch of it!

The opponent just used a century-old soul skill, and all three of his team members lost their fighting ability and fell to the ground.

Is there such a big gap between Hun Zun and Hun Zun before? !

At this time, he couldn't help thinking of this question in his mind, and at the same time, in the audience, Shui Binger, the captain of Tianshui Academy, couldn't help but opened his red lips that hadn't been closed for a long time in surprise, and spit out two words.

"So strong!"

Although he had expected in his heart that Lin Feng would be the captain as a soul master, and his strength would definitely not be simple, but he saw Lin Feng fighting against the three attacking soul masters of Oakland Academy alone.

It was a bit shocking to attack directly and defeat it cleanly.

And on the other side of the auditorium, in the Shrek Academy team, the master frowned slightly at this time, watching the battle with a stiff face, with a dignified look in his eyes.

At this time, in the center of the battlefield, the tall, blue-haired man glanced at his teammates, and before he had time to think about anything else, he saw a black figure rushing towards him from the side of the team.

The pupils shrank suddenly, the third spirit ring on his body moved rapidly, and the only thousand-year spirit ring was activated, and he let out a loud shout.

"Thousands of blades!"

Without warning, it appeared in the air in an instant, and connected with it as the center, countless silver threads were densely packed, and there were traces of these threads in every corner around them. Under the sunlight, they flickered. With a sharp light.

This is a "group control" skill. Group control is the most threatening ability of a control-type soul master in battle.

At this moment, seeing Zhu Zhuqing approaching continuously, the tall and thin blue-haired man had no time to think, and instantly released the group control.

"Oh?"

Seeing this scene, even Lin Feng couldn't help being surprised. He didn't expect that the captain of Oakland College was just a soul master. The third soul skill has such a precious soul skill as group control, which is really rare.

However, facing some teams that don't even have soul sects, using this soul skill at a critical moment may be able to play a big role, and even reverse the outcome.

But facing Zhu Zhuqing of the Soul Sect with level 42 soul power, using this move is not of much use except for a little disturbance.

Looking at the silk threads all over the space, at this moment Zhu Zhuqing raised his hands together, and the dark soul power attached to them.

Immediately, he slashed forward with his hands, covering the soul power of his hands, and formed a crescent-shaped black shadow with the movement trajectory of his hands, slashing forward.

"Netherworld Slash!"