Chapter 767 Windless Sword Domain
The effect was similar to what Lin Changqing had estimated, which made him feel a little proud.

You have to know that his goal was to maintain the result at a draw, or a slightly lower level.

Ever since he knew that this person was the core disciple of the Tianxing Sword Sect, he had no intention of defeating him openly.

Anyway, in the eyes of others, losing to the core disciples of a big sect is not shameful at all.

For the Lin family and Lin Changqing, giving in half a step and reducing a lot of trouble is still very cost-effective.

Feng Wuhen was carefully feeling the power of the thunder technique just now, and he was already convinced of Lin Changqing's strength!

However, this also truly activated his competitive spirit, and he decided to use more powerful means to try his best to subdue Lin Changqing.

As a result, he thought about it, and more translucent green flying swords shot out from behind him, and the number was actually twice as much as before.

There were a total of seventy-two swords owned by the princess, and they were combined into an even larger green flying sword.

At this time, Feng Wuhen spoke again: "This is the real Tianxing Wanjian Zhan, you must be careful, don't blame me if you die!"

Lin Changqing was already prepared when he summoned twice as many flying swords.

Use all your strength to inject the chaotic magic power into the Yin-Yang Spirit-Suppressing Lamp and activate its defensive effect to the maximum.

And out of concern, he activated a fourth-level defensive magic weapon, which was a trophy obtained from Wei Lingcheng.

Then Lin Changqing said, "Come on! I'm ready!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the even larger green flying sword, with earth-shaking power, directly slashed on Lin Changqing's protective light shield.

"boom!"

This time the sound was even louder, and in the hundred feet distance between the two men, a straight line more than ten feet wide and several feet deep had been cut out on the ground.

This straight line destroyed the entire square and just happened to connect the two of them.

The result achieved was that Lin Changqing's black and white protective light shield shattered and disappeared.

Fortunately, the remaining power was blocked by his other fourth-level defensive magic weapon.

The monks who were watching the battle nearby were all excited. It was really too exciting. Especially the members of the Lin family, they were even more worried and excited.

In their view, their clan leader is now clearly at a disadvantage.

But the duel between the two of them opened the eyes of these ordinary monks and made them feel vaguely proud of their patriarch.

At this time, Lin Changqing was still calm, although the power of the Tianxing Wanjian Slash composed of seventy-two flying swords was obviously greater than he expected.

But he stopped me in the end, so it’s actually nothing!
Feng Wuhen nodded and said, "Not bad! To be able to take this move without any damage, your strength can be considered top-notch!
Now it's your turn to take action. Come on, show us your true strength!"

Hearing him speak such pretentious words, Lin Changqing almost couldn't help himself and wanted to directly give him a Jinlan mine with the Five Elements Guixu Technique.

But he knew he couldn't do that, so he just felt like he had won in his heart.

Seeing that Feng Wuhen was ready, he also activated a layer of green protective light shield, and then activated a green shield to protect his body. Lin Changqing used two things at once, and generated a more powerful Jinlan mine in each of his hands.

Then they shot out almost at the same time and landed at the same point.

Two extremely similar thunderous sounds spread throughout the Jiufeng Mountain. After the lightning passed, everyone could see it.

Feng Wuhen stood there holding a green shield. Although there were no obvious injuries on his body, his Taoist robe looked a little messy.

At this time, the members of the Lin family gave earth-shaking cheers.

Under their unconscious leadership, many monks watching the battle around them also cheered.

Feng Wuhen didn't care too much. After adjusting his square crown, he said:
"This is the final blow. Fellow Daoist Changfeng, please show me my own secret technique, the Windless Sword Domain!"

When Lin Changqing heard this, he was shocked. A cultivator who could create his own secret technique must be a person of extraordinary talent.

If you can't kill this kind of person cleanly and efficiently, it's better to try not to make an enemy of him!
However, this thought only flashed through his mind, and Lin Changqing quickly activated two fourth-level defensive magic weapons.

The Yin-Yang Spirit-Suppressing Lamp cannot be used for the time being. He has to wait until he goes back and refines it again before he can use it again.

Feng Wuhen saw that Lin Changqing was ready, and immediately activated his secret technique, surrounding him with seventy-two translucent flying swords.

Suddenly it accelerated and disappeared. This phenomenon shocked all the monks watching the battle.

Afterwards, Lin Changqing's three defensive magic weapons were all subjected to intensive attacks, and the sounds of these attacks were extremely sharp and harsh.

It was like using a sharp blade to cut through something made of metal, and these attacks were completely chaotic.

Lin Changqing pushed his spiritual sense to the extreme, but he could only roughly capture a part of the trajectory of the translucent flying sword.

They really appear and disappear mysteriously. Lin Changqing feels as if every flying sword has mastered the art of wind escape.

It has been captured now, but it will suddenly disappear in the next breath!

In this way, within a very short period of time, Lin Changqing's several defensive magic weapons suffered at least one or two hundred attacks.

This caused his magic power to be consumed like running water, which he couldn't stop. Fortunately, his magic power was deep, so he could still barely hold on.

This attack lasted for about a hundred breaths before it ended. Feng Wuhen recalled all the translucent flying swords into his body.

Lin Changqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. In just this short period of one hundred breaths, he had endured at least ten thousand attacks.

Now all three defensive magic weapons are covered with scars, and it is estimated that it will cost a lot to repair them.

More than 70% of the chaotic magic power in his body was directly consumed. If Feng Wuhen could hold on for another forty or fifty breaths, Lin Changqing would definitely not be able to hold on.

But at this time, Feng Wuhen, who was standing opposite, had an unstable breath and his face was a little pale, which was obviously a sign of excessive consumption of mana.

But now he looked at Lin Changqing as if he were a monster. After a while, he couldn't help but ask:
"What kind of skills are you practicing? Why is your power so profound and can last so long?
And you can also control thunder magic, you are not practicing two fundamental methods at the same time?"

(End of this chapter)