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A green light flowed out of his sleeve, causing Mooh Fann's pupils to constrict. Before he could react, the green light had already closed in on his chest.    

The tip of his foot was low, and with a jolt of his strength, he quickly retreated.    

Feng Lin closed in on him, and his speed was also not slow. The green sword light soared into the sky, and with a twist of his wrist, silver light circulated, and the long sword in the air actually formed a few sword flowers.    

It transformed into sword energy and shot out, straight towards Mooh Fann's face. It was like a snake flicking its tongue, and it was as fast as lightning.    

Mooh Fann was in the sky, there was no place for him to exert strength, and he could not dodge.    

However, the corner of his mouth raised. This Dao Body of his was comparable to a Spirit Gathering Stage. So what if he took the attack head on?    

Unfortunately... he didn't want to take the attack head on!    

"Boom!"    

The Dao Body flipped in the air and a powerful force burst forth. With a punch, just the wind pressure alone exploded out with a shocking aura.    

Du Lianggong, Du Junliang, and the others' eyes suddenly trembled. This kid... Spirit Gathering Stage?!    

"Boom!"    

The sword flower exploded in the air, turning into spiritual energy that drifted away. Feng Lin slightly frowned. He would not move if he did not move. If he moved, it would be killing intent. He must not look back.    

Besides, he did not think that Mooh Fann was strong.    

In the next moment, a drunk man suddenly drank wine. The long sword in his hand swept out. The tip of the sword moved like a snake, twisting and turning, but it also had a unique path that went straight to Mooh Fann's heart.    

Mooh Fann bowed and withdrew. His arm moved as fast as lightning to the side of the sword, and with a flick of his finger, his strength was vented out.    

"Ding!"    

A crisp sound was heard. Feng Lin was shocked. The energy from the long sword almost made it difficult for him to hold the long sword. He could not help but tremble.    

He had to use all of his Divine Core Stage cultivation to stabilize the sword with the force of his arm. His eyes were filled with seriousness. This kid was just a servant of that silkpants?    

Wasn't this servant a little too strong?    

If this was a servant, then how strong would this silkpants young master be?    

He couldn't help but think as he glanced at Du Junda from the corner of his eye.    

This scene was naturally seen by Divine Void Stage cultivators, and their hearts were filled with surprise and praise. Lu Xingjun couldn't help but exclaim, "Extraordinary."    

The words of a Primordial Spirit Stage could be said to be full of weight. Even though his voice was very soft, it still shocked everyone.    

Putting aside everything else, this young man's strength was truly extraordinary. He had only used a single punch and a finger to suppress this infamous Feng Lin.    

Feng Lin took a deep breath. The sword in his hand was fluttering continuously, and symbols were dancing in the air. Finally, he began to use symbols.    

Mooh Fann grinned. He wanted to test out his Dao Body. The symbols were just right for him to use!    

Feng Lin charged forward, and his long sword descended from the sky. It brought with it the astral energy of the sword as it pressed down on Mooh Fann. Mooh Fann only let out a cold snort. It was the same finger technique.    

"Bang... Hu..."    

With a simple finger, he blew the sword away. His face was still covered with a greasy smile. He looked very unpleasant and full of disgust.    

However, Feng Lin knew that he could not be anxious. He had to fight steadily!    

He strode forward and drew a sword with his feet. With each step he took, spiritual energy surged into the runes and rapidly evolved, continuously exerting pressure.    

Mooh Fann was not in a hurry either. He placed one hand behind his back and the other accurately pointed at each of the sword strikes, causing them to tremble. The more Feng Lin fought, the more shocked he became.    

It was even harder for him to maintain his state of mind in his shock. The calmer his heart was, the more powerful his sword technique would be. However, when faced with Mooh Fann, who was beyond common sense, it was really difficult for him to maintain his calm.    

"Clang..."    

A crisp sound was heard. Mooh Fann struck out with his finger. The clash of force between him and Feng Lin actually forced him to take a step back.    

He actually used his bare finger to force Feng Lin to take a step back!    

The corner of Du Junda's eyes twitched. Even he wouldn't dare to be so careless when dealing with that sword, let alone face it head on!    

This fellow... was not simple!    

Feng Lin's face darkened. With so many people watching, he was actually forced back by a servant from the small aristocratic family. There was really no place for him to put his face.    

He had a great reputation, but who would have thought that he would encounter such an opponent?    

The blade of the sword was spinning, but he still didn't want to lose. He thrust it at a tricky angle, aiming at the side of Mooh Fann's back. At this moment, the symbols exploded to the limit.    

It was sparkling and brilliant. Divine multicolored light was released, and the pressure was incomparable.    

"Ding!"    

The long sword bent. It had indeed stabbed Mooh Fann, but the corner of his mouth curled up. Feng Lin's pupils trembled violently.    

The blade of the sword had indeed pierced through half an inch, but... after that, it was unable to go any further!    

That half an inch had broken through Mooh Fann's defense, but after it came into contact with the Dao Body, it could not go any further.    

Could this fellow be made of steel and steel?    

While feeling puzzled, Mooh Fann also felt that it was about time for him to play. Immediately, he exerted force under his feet, and actually went up against the sword.    

The shape of the sword bent. Everyone stared with their eyes wide open. This brat's Dao Body was really frightening.    

In fact, not only did Mooh Fann use the Dao Body, he had also condensed a high level defense that prevented Feng Lin from piercing through. As for making the sword bend, it was entirely because of his enormous strength.    

Feng Lin also felt his heart ache. This long sword was refined using black iron that had been tempered eighty-one times. It had even gone through the baptism of various natural treasures before it became so sharp.    

It could be said that half of his combat strength came from the sword in his hand. However, it was actually about to break at this moment.    

He hurriedly retreated while Mooh Fann approached at a high speed. The degree of bending of the sword was still increasing. His heart was bleeding.    

"Kacha!"    

Finally, with a crisp sound, the long sword that had accompanied him for many years shattered, and fragments flew in the air.    

Among the fragments that were sprinkled with auspicious light, in the next moment, a fist shuttled out.    

In his pupils, it rapidly enlarged, and solidly smashed into his chest.    

Immediately, Feng Lin's face deflated and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Everyone heard the sound of their teeth aching.    

His sternum had been shattered!    

He flew outwards like a kite with a broken string. Blood droplets danced about in the air, shocking everyone's eyes. He fell to the side and was knocked quite far away. It made everyone suck in a cold breath of air.    

Normally, those who were known for their vicious nature also suffered a crushing defeat today. Moreover, it was extremely miserable.    

From the looks of it, there was only half of their lives left. A few people secretly said, "They ate their own fruits. They deserve it."    

However, they secretly rejoiced in their hearts, but their expressions could not be expressed.    

The corners of Du Junliang's eyes twitched. This was a fierce person who had crawled out from that place. He had actually defeated his subordinates in succession. Could it be that he really wanted him to go out and fight?    

That was a servant...    

Even though they felt that there was something wrong with this servant, he still could not resist the rumors of outsiders. It was too laughable for him to lower his status to fight with a servant.    

What great families wanted the most was face. This was something he couldn't do.    

Right when he was in a difficult situation, two people walked out from behind him at this time. One was a male and one female, handsome and tall, beautiful and multicolored, both of them with extraordinary temperaments.    

These two men weren't Du Junda's subordinates, but they were also important disciples of the Sage Aristocratic Family.