Chapter 779: Magic weapon

"Unexpectedly, you actually know how to compress Xianyuan?"
The strong blood sect changed his face suddenly.
Compressing Xianyuan, even in the big blood sect, there are not many people who can master it. Each of them exists as if incompetent and has a very high status in the blood lineage. The least of them is now the core elder.
Therefore, even if he knows that compressing Xianyuan can release more powerful strength, he cannot do it!
"But it's just that the control of Xianyuan's power is the most basic means. It's nothing!"
Lin Feng smiled slightly and didn't care.
There are many ways to control Xianyuan so that it can release more powerful power than the original power. Compression is only the most basic way.
"furious!"
The strong blood sect snorted.
"cut!"
Lin Feng did not continue to say much. With the power of Xianyuan, he gathered colorful blades. When he was empty, he continued to cut down to the blood sect.
The blood sect strong did not dare to be slack, and hurriedly offered his magic weapon.
Only by the power of Xianyuan's confrontation, he knew that he would definitely not be Lin Feng's opponent, only by the blessing of magic weapon.
"Boom!"
At the moment of the magic sacrifice, a proud smile reappeared on the face of the Blood Sect Strongman.
This is a sledgehammer, flashing all over the body, with dense lines carved on it. Obviously, this is still a special magic weapon blessed by Yuanwen.
The sledgehammer waved out, horrifying spirits rushed in, and the air exploded one after another, like a thunder, and the air exploded continuously. For a while, it was the same as Lin Feng's immortal power with the immortal blade.
"Bang, bang ..."
After the giant blade of Xianyuan and the horrific energy released by the sledgehammer collided, it seemed like the hardest metal, collided together, and burst into a loud noise.
Xianyuan giant blade, although powerful, but compared with the violent vigor released by the sledgehammer, it is still inferior. But just a short moment later, the original Yuanyuan Blade, which had also burst into a metal-sounding sound, had opened a crackling sound that crackled.
"Oh!"
A moment later, when there was a crack on top of the power of Xianyuan, a loud noise burst suddenly and burst.
The strong blood sect, holding the sledgehammer of the top grade artifact, struck one after the other, smashing continuously.
In an instant, there were a few counts, and the violent vigor enveloped Lin Feng completely, as if to swallow it directly.
"Stab it!"
Lin Feng sacrifice a flying sword of mixed Yuan.
A sword is cut out, and the void looks like a curtain, and a huge opening is cut. It will be like being cut off by people to carry out the cracks in the world. The power of this sword is extremely horrible. Rivers seem to have to break the flow under this sword. Even the heavens and the earth cannot bear the power of the flying sword and are directly split.
"Humph!"
This strong blood sect, after all, has been immersed in Jin Dan's perfect realm for many years.
Its strength, even in the same realm, is a leader among them. He can clearly feel that the strength of the mixed Yuan Feijian is stronger than the sledgehammer in his hand.
After holding the hammer in both hands and continuing to smash a few hammers in a row, the strong blood sect was regarded as a smashing smashing smash by the smashing hammer, releasing the horrible covering sky.
"boom!"
After Hammer Mang and Jian Mang were broken, the mixed Yuan Fei Sword and Giant Hammer sacrificed by Lin Feng and the Blood Sect respectively finally violently collided together.
It's like two aircraft carriers galloping at high speed, colliding directly.
The magic weapon's head-to-head confrontation is not only a confrontation between magic weapons, but also a direct confrontation between magic weapon holders. Lin Feng and the strong blood sect, under the fierce collision of the mixed Yuan Feijian and sledgehammer, the body directly smashed a deep hole into the ground.
"This……"
The strong blood sect was horrified.
Although there are many treasures among the top ten immortal gates, they are not qualified to possess them in their realm. For most people, it can be regarded as a good magic weapon.
It was only by chance that he got such a peak treasure. He never thought that the flying sword owned by Lin Feng was not weak at all.
"Is this also a pinnacle?"
From the perspective of this strong blood sect, how can we see the problem of the mixed Yuan Feijian.
Don't say what is the peak spirit, even if it is the peak treasure and even the peak set off, in front of the mixed sword, it is just an ant-like existence. If the level of the Feijian Feijian fell, just such a Feijian would be enough to smash Kunxu into a ruin.
"Unfortunately, the grade of the Hunyuan Feijian is still too low. Although the hardness is not inferior to the peak state, its sharpness is much worse."
At least it's an artifact, and it's very likely that it's a sacred hybrid Yuanjian sword. If it returns to its peak state, a pinnacle of peaking artifacts will be like an ant standing in front of a giant elephant.
"Boom!"
The strong blood sect, dare not have the slightest slack, continue to wave with the sledgehammer of the peak spiritual artifact grade in his hand.
Driven by the sledgehammer, the kind of horror released from the burst of the void did not strike directly at Lin Feng, but consolidated into two giant palms in the air.
Each giant palm has a size of several hundred square meters, and then slams it hard toward Lin Feng. If they are shot by these two giant palms, even the hardest celestial meteorite will be smashed in an instant, even if it is a high-rise building cast by reinforced concrete, or even a mountain, it must be transformed in an instant. For the ruins.
"broken!"
Lin Feng smiled slightly, holding the flying sword of Yuanyuan and chopped again.
In the sky, the kilometer-long Jian Mang was instantly solidified, and the speed of chopping off in the air was extremely fast.
There seems to be no words to describe the speed of this sword. Between the heavens and the earth, there is only one light that runs through the heavens and the earth, like a flash of lightning.
Below Jianmang, the two giant palms that were hard enough to destroy the mountains were cut in half directly. The two giant palms that are so hard that they can squeeze everything in heaven and earth cannot resist the mighty power of the swordman. God knows how terrible the sharpness of this swordman is.
After being cut open, the two giant palms solidified with torrential weather are like bursting balloons, and they burst completely in an instant, again turning into torrential weather, permeating the sky and the earth.
"kill!"
The blood sect strong is fast, as long as the two giant palms were cut open, they once again fell with a sledgehammer.
Almost at the same time that the two giant palms burst, the sledgehammer, which was more violently dropped, had released a more terrible spirit, bursting out.
Under this raging raging sphere, within a radius of several kilometers, the heavens and the earth seem to be completely cut off and separated from each other.
"cut!"
Lin Feng held the mixed Yuan Feijian and cut it again.
This time, the violent weather released from the sledgehammer was not directly cut off, but was cut off after supporting for a moment, and then burst.
"This time is pretty good!"
Lin Feng didn't care, his words seemed to be critical.
The sound fell, one sword after another, chopped down.
With his current physical strength and immortal realm, the speed after cutting out Feijian with all his strength is already extremely fast.
Between the breath, a huge sky filled with sky-high Jianmang. Each one is more solid, harder and sharper than before, and the kind of powerful breath released is also stronger.
"Uh, uh ..."
Every sword is cut off, and the strong blood sects must make every effort to resist, but even so, there are still many places on the body and under the raging of the sword, and the road is scarred.
The wound was very shallow and no blood flowed out, but even so, it was still enough to make the strong blood anger outrageously.
"Heaven hammer!"
The strong blood sect, with a sudden cold in his eyes, directly sacrificed the powerful immortal method that he could release with a sledgehammer.
With a violent drink, the sledgehammer in his hand was just lifted by the air, and the sledgehammer was just lifted up. The blood sect strongman seemed to be fully integrated with the sledgehammer.
As if at this moment, man is a hammer, and hammer is a man, and the two do not distinguish each other.