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"presumptuous!"

The independent cultivators rioted, and Lin Fuping was naturally not a soft persimmon that could be bullied. Under the pressure of his spirit that was infinitely close to the Mahayana stage, everyone felt dizzy, and some of those with weaker consciousness even had blood coming out of their mouths and noses.

"Am I wrong? As a monk, I don't think about how to improve myself, but only think about taking from others.

Don't you see what you are? I gave you the things from the Buddha Temple. Do you really think that my Sword Sect is easy to bully?"

Lin Fuping suppressed his anger in his heart, his eyes turned cold as he looked at Mu Yan and the other two, and the Star Sword in his hand was ready to move.

As the cultivator with the highest level of cultivation at the moment, Zhang Dingtian felt the pressure on his spiritual consciousness and broke out in a cold sweat.

Finally I know why Cao Meng failed!

With this kind of spiritual power, is she still human? She is a demon, a monster!

How old is she now!

"You...don't be so arrogant!"

Feng Buding held his head with both hands, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked at Lin Fuping and said without thinking:

"You can suppress us, but can you protect your disciples and juniors?"

Lin Fuping looked over and snorted coldly.

"what--"

Feng Buding fell from the sky, holding his head and wailing. At this moment, he felt as if there were millions of ice needles stirring in his mind, and waves of resentment and despair kept hitting his brain.

This was the method Lin Fuping came up with after seeing Cao Meng's Scarlet Domain.

Since Cao Meng could integrate his will to fight and the unwillingness of a loser into it and use it as a method, then after experiencing so many nightmares, why couldn't he refine those despair and pain into a method?

Lin Fuping had this idea after the battle with Cao Meng. Now, by purifying the foul air in the Kingdom of Hantian Kingdom, this method has taken shape.

Lin Fuping named this method Mengying, which means it comes from a dream and ends up being an illusion.

Now, Mengying was used for the first time on Feng Buding.

"Seal your consciousness!"

Zhang Dingtian looked at Feng Buding wailing in pain, his soul showing signs of being unstable and broken, and he shouted immediately.

"Ho, ho—"

The sound made by Feng Buding was like that of an old man on his last legs. Even if he wanted to close his sea of ​​consciousness at this moment, it would be extremely difficult because the emotions brought about by Lin Fuping's spiritual attack had already interfered with his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Friend Lin, do you really want to do this?"

Zhang Dingtian looked at Lin Fuping and asked

Lin Fuping did not answer. While attacking Feng Buding with his spiritual sense, he did not forget to suppress the others.

Zhang Dingtian looked at Feng Buding and gritted his teeth.

"Are you really not worried about your younger disciples? "

Zhang Dingtian spoke at this time, not because of his good relationship with Feng Buding, but because when facing Lin Fuping, they, the casual cultivators, naturally stood together.

Feng Buding was one of the four Void-Refining masters present. If they lost him, he and Mu Yan would have no chance of winning against Lin Fuping.

After all, in addition to this spiritual power, Lin Fuping is also good at physical training, and even defeated Cao Meng, a master in the late stage of refining emptiness.

"Heh~"

Lin Fuping looked at Zhang Dingtian with a sneer and said softly

"Do you really think that I didn't notice those people you sent out?"

Lin Fuping was not reluctant to assume the greatest malice towards others, so when he teleported his senior sister and the others away, he had already been keeping an eye on them with his spiritual sense, and of course, he did not miss those who left.

"Why don't you send them a message and see if they reply to you!"

At the same time, battles broke out one after another in several places in the area.