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Text Chapter 128 The Saint¡¯s Sword Formation

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    Lin Feng said nothing and stood there quietly, staring straight at the bead curtain between him and Makoto Ye.

    "who is he?"

    The woman next to Lin Feng said quickly: "Go back to my lady, he is Bai Yun, the eldest young master of the Bai family."

    "It's not him, the one standing there."

    The woman asked Lin Feng: "The girl asked you what your name is."

    Lin Feng looked at the bead curtain and said, "Fang Jian."

    ¡°Back to you, girl, his name is Fang Jian.¡±

    There was silence in the bead curtain, and after a long while, Mu Ye's voice slowly sounded: "I knoware you really called Fang Jian? There is no other name?" At this time, Mu Ye's voice began to tremble a little,  It sounds like there is a sense of loss.

    Lin Feng was silent for a moment and said, "I only have the name Fang Jian. Girl, is there anything wrong with this name?"

    At this time, a groan came from the bead curtain. After a while, Mu Ye said: "Okay, please step aside. I'll see you at the West Lake on the outskirts of the city tomorrow at noon."

    The scrolls in the sky were turned over layer by layer, and the water surface of the West Lake was as clear and bright as a mirror. The slightest raindrops fell on it and splashed with delicate water splashes. It was really beautiful and charming. The beauty on the shore was dressed in white like mist, and her smile was alluring.

    The spring rain seemed unwilling to tarnish this beautiful woman, so everything that fell three feet above the woman was deflected, leaving a dry circle within three feet of the woman's side.

    The woman's body was spotless and white, like an angel.

    She is the saint of Tianmen, Mu Ye. In order to continue the fate of a thousand years, she left Tianmen and came to the world to find the reincarnation of the golden dragon, and Lin Feng was the person she was looking for.

    "She is Mu Ye?" Lin Feng stopped in the distance, looking at the back of the angel-like being, and felt excited in his heart.

    "The spring rain is beautiful, but it's cold. It's a feast for the eyes, but it hurts the body. The West Lake is picturesque, and the beauty makes it even more magical. But you have to pay attention to your body." Lin Feng walked to Mu Yezi's side and said calmly.  As he spoke, he held the umbrella over the woman's head.

    Makoto Ye raised his head, his body trembled slightly under the umbrella, and a crystal light flashed in his eyes.

    Looking from Lin Feng¡¯s point of view, he happened to see that group of crystal light, which looked like tears but was not tears. Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and asked softly: "Are you crying?"

    Makoto Ye shook his head slightly and said calmly: "I'm just a little excited."

    "Excited?" A hint of ferocity appeared on Lin Feng's face, and he raised his head and looked into the distance as he spoke.

    "Your name is Fang Jian?" Makoto Ye asked softly, looking at the lake in the spring rain.

    Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, followed Mu Ye's eyes, and said lightly: "Do I have other names?"

    "Have you heard of Lin Feng?" Makoto asked calmly as he watched the clear lake surface being splashed with ripples by raindrops, his heart also fluctuating.

    "Lin Feng" Lin Feng pondered softly, closed his eyes slowly, shook his head for a while, and said: "I have no impression, but I seem to have some feelings."

    The flesh on Makoto¡¯s face twitched slightly, and she was just shy of tears rolling down. She took a deep breath and said, "By the way, I really should thank you for what happened yesterday."

    Lin Feng blinked his eyes and said: "It is said that the Bai family covers the sky with one hand in Kongwu. The young master of the Bai family is a member of the immortal sect. He has never failed to get what he wants."

    "It is said that this is the case, so since you know, why do you still insist on coming forward? What are you doing for?" Makoto turned his head curiously, looked at Lin Feng and asked.

    Lin Feng fell silent. He looked at Mu Ye, whose eyes were shining brightly. After a while, he smiled hoarsely and said, "To attract your attention."

    Makoto suddenly turned his head, looked at Lin Feng under the umbrella, and said unhappily: "Surface, I didn't expect you to be as ignorant as all the men in the world Do you know the consequences of offending a young master from a hundred families? It caused me  What¡¯s the cost of attention?¡±

    Lin Feng fell silent, as if he was reminiscing about something. Now he has learned the first volume of the Heavenly Book "Taiyi" in "Jing Hua Shui Yue". Not to mention he is just a disciple of the Yin Yang family, even the leader of the Yin Yang family can't do anything to him. Lin Feng  After thinking for a moment, he finally raised his head slowly and said, "I don't know, and I don't want to know. All I want to know now is will you go in two days?"

    "Two days later" Makoto's expression changed several times, and finally he said calmly: "Then it depends on whether you can remember who you are in two days. This is your thing." Makoto said, unpacking a baggage  , handed it to Lin Feng.

    Lin Feng was stunned. He paused for a moment and then took the baggage.When he opened it, he saw that it was a rusty dragon sword.

    Boom

    The picture scroll in the air suddenly disappeared, but Lin Feng did not come back to his senses.

    After a long while, Lin Feng shook his head slightly and said to himself: "It's her, it turns out to be her, she is Mu Ye" Lin Feng suddenly raised his head, looked at Lin Zhi with a serious face and asked: "This thing,  Where did you get it?¡±

    Lin Zhi looked straight at Lin Feng and said, "I know you have lost your memory, so these things were searched in your memory."

    "My memory?" Lin Feng took a step back unconsciously, and a burst of sword light suddenly rose behind him. Lin Feng stopped quickly, looked at Lin Zhi, and said, "Could it be that I really know her?" At this time, Lin Feng's mind  The woman in the mountain behind the Sword Saint Hall suddenly flashed across his mind, because she was none other than Mu Ye.

    Lin Zhi looked at Lin Feng and said calmly: "My biggest wish in life is for Xin'er to be happy. Since Xin'er can risk everything for you, then I can also give up the hatred I once had for Xin'er. If I kill you today,  Xin'er will definitely not forgive me. I won't kill you today, but you have to prove that you have the ability to protect Xin'er. This is the sword formation left by Xin'er. If you break it, you can leave. Of course  , if you can't break the sword formation, you will die in the sword formation. When you step into the formation, the sword formation has been triggered. I will wait for you in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers." Lin Zhi said, her body fell into a trance and disappeared.  In Lin Feng's eyes.

    At this time, the sword light filled the entire square, passing by Lin Feng one after another. Lin Feng's body shuttled through the air, passing through the crisscrossing sword energy.

    Lin Feng rushed out of the square. Suddenly, before he got close to the edge, the sword energy from the sky rushed towards his face. Lin Feng was horrified and quickly stepped back. In an instant, a burst of clothes started flying in the air, and a series of signs appeared on Lin Feng's body.  The scars quickly healed after he quickly called out the sword spirit.

    Although Lin Feng was in pain, he did not dare to stop

    Lin Feng found an opportunity and rushed out of the square again, but the outcome was still the same. Every time he rushed out, he was forced to retreat. Even with the sword spirit protecting him, he still felt the pain of the sword energy stabbing his body.

    At this time, the disciples in Tianmen gradually rushed toward the sword formation, watching Lin Feng dancing in the sword formation alone.

    Lu Kui squeezed in from the crowd, looked at Lin Feng and shouted loudly: "Hey, you must come out alive, no one can understand your finger-breaking tricks."

    "It's a joke. No one can break the sword formation left by the saint except the sect master. Does he want to break the sword formation? It's really a wishful thinking." Someone said disapprovingly, and everyone looked at it as if they were watching a show.

    Lu Kui's expression changed, he looked at those people and said, "Do you want to watch my senior brother die like this? No one can unlock his Immortal Locking Finger."

    Xing Jianfei looked at the square filled with swords and said calmly: "No one can save him. No one can break the sword formation left by the saint except the sect master."

    Lin Feng had no intention of paying attention to others at this time. Suddenly, all the sword lights went straight towards Lin Feng, and a faintly flashing giant sword flashed across the square. The sword went straight towards Lin Feng.

    At this time, although Lin Feng's body was covered with a layer of orange light, the light was still unable to get close to the sword light. In just a moment, he felt as if his whole body was being torn apart.

    At this time, everyone suddenly became quiet. Although they all knew that the Tianmen Saint Mu Ye had left a sword formation here, no one saw the sword formation being triggered with their own eyes. Now, the sword formation has been triggered by Lin Feng.  Triggered, the power that exploded shocked them completely.

    Lu Kui's face turned green, and he sighed with great reluctance: "Hey, I didn't expect that I would have to fill your life for you after you died. I am really wronged."

    Suddenly, just when everyone thought that Lin Feng was certain to die, a strange scene appeared.

    Lin Feng's body suddenly burst into a golden light, with shining swastikas embedded in the golden light. Someone in the silent crowd screamed: "Buddhist magical power Buddhist magical power This is Buddhism's supreme magical power, Qingyin Jue. He  how come?"
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