Chapter 022：Snap your arm like a twig

"This guy is so bold that he dares to talk to the elders like this."

"A madman who doesn't know how to live or die, it seems that he is tired of living."

The crowd muttered in their hearts, obviously not expecting Lin Feng to be so bold as to question the inner sect elders.

In the Jiuxiao Continent, the sects are prosperous, and the powerful sects can even influence a country and call the wind and rain. In the sects, the competition is fierce and the hierarchy is extremely strict. First, there are outer disciples, then inner disciples and core disciples, and then there are outer elders and inner elders.

Lin Feng is just an outer disciple, and his status is much different from Mo Xie. It can be said that if Mo Xie wants him to live, he will live, and if he wants him to die, he will die.

Mo Xie's heart is extremely cold, and Lin Feng obviously said something he shouldn't say.

"Hou Qing, what's the crime of contradicting the sect elders?" Mo Xie stared at Lin Feng without moving his eyes.

"Report to the elder, at the least, he will be expelled from the sect, and at the worst, his cultivation will be abolished first, and then expelled from the sect." How could Hou Qing not understand Mo Xie's meaning? How could he let go of this great opportunity?

"Elder, Hou Qing thinks that Lin Feng's behavior is really treasonous, and his cultivation should be abolished and expelled from Yunhai Sect."

"No need, his cultivation is not easy to obtain, just keep it, cripple one of his arms, and then expel him from the sect." Mo Xie said "magnanimously".

"So vicious." Lin Feng secretly hated in his heart. He and Mo Xie had no grudges in the past or in the present, but the other party convicted him as soon as he came. No matter what, he would be expelled from the sect, and once he was expelled, I'm afraid Lin Qian and the weird young man would not let him go. This is obviously to kill him.

In fact, just as Lin Feng expected, this is clearly a dead end for him.

"Martial arts is the most important thing. Without sufficient strength and talent, even the sect cannot be relied on." Lin Feng's mind is as clear as a mirror. In this world, everything can only rely on oneself. For example, now, the sect elders want to cut off his arm and expel him from the sect, accusing him of a false crime.

Lin Feng glanced at Nangong Ling. The sect master has not spoken yet, so there is still room for recovery.

"Everything depends on strength and talent. Now that I am not strong, I will show my talent." Lin Feng's mind was racing. If it didn't work, he would tell the story of the bell and drum cliff.

When all eight bells and drums sounded, two sect guardians appeared and personally sent him back to cover up. No matter how stupid Lin Feng was, he understood that the test he passed was not a simple test as he thought at the beginning.

At this time, Hou Qing had come to Lin Feng, being watched by countless people, even the sect and the great elders were watching. Hou Qing was a little nervous and a little excited. This was a good opportunity to show himself.

"Waste, cut off one of your arms. The difference between you and me is too great. I don't bother to attack you." Hou Qing said arrogantly.

Lin Feng shook his head secretly when he saw Hou Qing's flickering eyes. His will was so weak. He was just the tenth person in the outer sect.

"Go ahead." Lin Feng pulled out the long sword on his back, held it firmly in his palm, and stood there calmly, his heart was calm.

"Haha, if that's the case, then I'll do it." Hou Qing certainly knew that Lin Feng couldn't cut off his arm by himself. He just deliberately belittled Lin Feng and praised himself.

"Follow the Wind Technique."

With a low shout, Hou Qing's figure instantly disappeared from the spot. Follow the Wind Technique, move with the wind, practice to the extreme, as fast as the wind.

"Brother Hou Qing is the tenth master of the outer sect, and his light-kung skills are unparalleled. How can Lin Feng compete with him?"

"This guy can still stand so steadily, he is just asking for trouble."

When the crowd saw Hou Qing's figure floating like the wind, there were cheers. Hou Qing ranked tenth among the outer sect disciples, relying on his light-kung skills. Even those outer sect disciples ranked ahead of him may not be able to hurt Hou Qing.

Mo Xie smiled when he saw Hou Qing's skills. It seems that Hou Qing's strength has increased again. He hopes that he can break into the top five of the outer sect in the sect competition at the beginning of next year, so that he can also have face as the master.

As for whether Hou Qing can deal with Lin Feng, Mo Xie did not consider this at all. He is only at the eighth level of Qi Wu Realm. It is estimated that he can't get out of three moves in Hou Qing's hands.

Among the crowd present, I am afraid that only Lin Feng believes in himself. He holds the sword with one hand, standing still as a mountain, watching Hou Qing's elusive figure disappear.

At this moment, a whistling wind blew, making Lin Feng's clothes rustle, and his long hair fluttered in the wind, and Hou Qing's figure suddenly disappeared at this moment.

"It's over, Brother Hou Qing is so good at Qinggong."

The battle has not yet begun, but the crowd has already made a conclusion.

Lin Feng closed his eyes and quietly felt the whistling wind. His breathing and heartbeat all stopped at this moment. Only his keen sense caught the elusive figure.

The sword in Lin Feng's hand suddenly moved, moving with the wind. The trajectory of the sword was light and elegant with the wind.

"Break." The domineering shout came from above Lin Feng's head, and with it came a huge force of oppression.

"Get out."

Lin Feng uttered a word, the sword flashed, and then everyone saw blood splashing.

A piercing wail sounded throughout the space, and the crowd looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Hou Qing failed to hit Lin Feng. He was defeated. One of his arms was cut off by Lin Feng's simple and casual sword.

"How could it be? How did Lin Feng do it?" The outer disciples exclaimed in their hearts, especially those who had heard of Lin Feng's waste. Lin Feng cut off Hou Qing's arm with one sword.

These outer disciples did not see clearly how Lin Feng did it, but those who were above the inner disciples saw it clearly. Lin Feng's sword was like a sword and like wind. The sword moved with the wind, as if it was not the sword that cut off Hou Qing's arm, but the wind.

"Integrating swordsmanship into the wind, does Xingchen Pavilion have this set of swordsmanship?" Nangong Ling's eyes fluctuated for the first time. Lin Feng's simple sword was too beautiful, almost perfect, without any extra power. The sword moved with the wind and cut off the arm with one sword. Moreover, this was the result of Lin Feng's control. I believe that if Lin Feng wanted Hou Qing's life, that sword would be enough.

Of course, Lin Feng had never practiced martial arts that blended swordsmanship into the wind. It was just that on the cliff, he realized that everything in the Heavenly Sword has momentum, the sword has sword momentum, and the wind has wind momentum. He just used the wind momentum to hide the sword in it, just like the swordsmanship blended into the wind, and defeated the enemy with one sword.

"Could it be momentum?" Nangong Ling thought of another possibility, but then he denied this guess. Lin Feng was only at the Qi Wu realm, how could he comprehend momentum?

Not to mention the Qi Wu realm, even among the strong men in the Spirit Wu realm, only some geniuses can comprehend a little momentum. If a strong man in the Qi Wu realm wants to take advantage of momentum, he can only use the power of the martial soul to take advantage of momentum with the martial soul, and cannot comprehend and use it, but Lin Feng didn't even release his martial soul just now.

"This rubbish has indeed become stronger, no wonder he is so rampant, but to me, rubbish is still rubbish, don't think about turning over." Lin Qian secretly said in her heart when she saw Lin Feng cut off Hou Qing's arm with a sword. She is now a strong person in the Spiritual Martial Realm, and her martial soul has also awakened her life. Ice and fire come from the same source. How can this little rubbish like Lin Feng compare to her?

Mo Xie's face was very ugly at this moment. He asked Hou Qing to cut off Lin Feng's arm, but he didn't expect Hou Qing to be cut off by Lin Feng's sword. This was undoubtedly a slap in his face. This kid must die.

Lin Feng didn't care about the eyes of the crowd at all. His face was still calm. He sheathed the long sword. Lin Feng glanced at Hou Qing who was kneeling on the ground, without any pity in his heart.

"The tenth person in the outer sect? Don't bother to attack me?" Lin Feng sneered: "I really don't understand, what is your pride based on."