Lin Feng's sudden attack stunned everyone present.
They never expected.
Lin Feng would dare to fight a crowd alone.
Wang Ji's face was filled with disbelief.
Has this kid gone mad?
Does he really think our Changchun Sect is a pushover?
Even if the monks of Wenchan Temple eat vegetarian.
The preachment sabers in their hands are not made of wood.
He stared intently at Lin Feng, completely unable to fathom the purpose of his provocation.
Regardless of his mood.
Lin Feng's move this time directly enveloped the Changchun Sect disciples who had surrounded him.
These disciples were only Level 30 ordinary disciples and Level 35 elite disciples.
How could they withstand Lin Feng's damage?
In just an instant.
All twenty-odd disciples lay on the ground.
Several millions and even tens of millions of damage values slowly dissipated.
Others could not see the damage Lin Feng dealt.
But the sight of so many people dead in the blink of an eye.
Everyone was shocked.
They had initially thought they were visitors.
Now they saw, he was a troublemaker!
Without any command or order.
Those closer to Lin Feng panicked.
The remaining Wenchan Temple disciples gathered together, looking at Lin Feng warily.
Elder Huiming spoke cautiously.
This young hero, are you here to cause trouble for the Changchun Sect?
Our Wenchan Temple will absolutely not be involved.
Wang Ji glared at him.
Look at how scared you are, you call yourselves Buddhist disciples, bah!
Huiming's old face turned red, but he did not retort.
Lin Feng shook his head.
Since you are here, it is fate.
Master, do not be afraid, my sword is very fast.
Amidst the cries of surprise from Huiming and others, Lin Feng drew his sword again!
The sky-filled sword light intertwined.
Brilliant and beautiful.
But the people of Wenchan Temple had no time to appreciate it.
All they could do was raise their weapons to resist.
Hoping to survive.
But it was all in vain.
No matter what protective arts they used.
No matter how dazzling the light that flashed around their bodies.
Under the overlap of Lin Feng's sword energy and sword aura,
No one could withstand a single blow from him.
-4111826!
-8235682!
-324834254!
Horrifying damage numbers floated above the heads of the monks.
Lin Feng's current damage had reached over 1.37 million.
This meant that anyone whose defense was not over 140,000 would have extremely poor defense.
And would suffer 3 times crushing damage.
His critical hit rate was also extremely high.
Often, with one sword strike, at least five out of the seven targets splashed by the sword energy would be critical hits.
These monks, as ordinary disciples, had defenses of a few hundred to a thousand.
Even an elder like Huiming only had a few million health points.
How could they withstand Lin Feng's destructive damage?
These people were standing together in a clump.
Thus, Lin Feng felt he hadn't even struck a few times.
The entire group of visitors from Wenchan Temple had almost all perished.
And standing before him.
Was only a calm-faced old monk.
At this moment.
A golden shield was illuminating on his body, enclosing him.
He seemed to be unharmed.
Lin Feng was somewhat surprised.
Is there still someone who can withstand my normal attacks?
He cast an insight skill.
【Wenchan Temple Abbot Huikong】
Level: 60
Tier: Legendary Boss
Damage: 8200
Health: 20000000
Defense: 13682
Skills: Wenchan Mind Method, Wenchan Buddhist Law, Lingxu Step, Vajra Finger, Golden Bell Shield, Buddha Golden Body.
Good heavens!
Lin Feng gasped.
These stats are truly monstrous!
If he hadn't obtained the Liuguang Mind Method and strengthened it beforehand.
And had rashly entered Wenchan Temple.
He truly might not have been able to defeat this old monk.
This defense and health are a bit too much.
Even now.
Under his 1.3 million damage.
He still had skills that could resist to some extent.
As expected of a Level 60 Legendary Boss.
He's got some tricks up his sleeve.
As he was sighing,
Huikong spoke with difficulty.
Sect Leader Fang, it seems our two sects are destined to suffer this calamity today.
Fang Chongxu, the Sect Master of Changchun Sect, the one they called Sect Leader, cursed inwardly.
You damned monk, what do you mean destined to suffer this calamity?
As if we are all fated to die here today.
However, seeing Lin Feng's swordsmanship, he also found it troublesome.
He had originally thought.
That an otherworldly person like Lin Feng, who dared to kill the middle-level members of their Changchun Sect, would not fare well if he dared to come again.
But unexpectedly.
Lin Feng had become this strong this time.
He couldn't help but glance at Wang Ji.
As if to say.
Is this the enemy you brought upon us?
Wang Ji was somewhat terrified at this moment.
But he was helpless.
He killed my disciple, I can't just stand by and do nothing, right?
He looked at the Sect Master with a conflicted expression and asked for instructions.
Sect Master, what do you think of this situation?
Fang Chongxu decisively ordered.
Form the formation, protect Abbot Huikong, our two sects will join forces, and we will surely take down this brat!
Huikong clasped his hands together and said gratefully.
Thank you, Sect Master Fang, for putting aside past grievances and working together.
Afterward, Huikong was invited into the midst of the Changchun Sect disciples.
Following Fang Chongxu's command.
Even more Changchun Sect disciples emerged from the various rooms in the back.
As more and more disciples appeared.
Lin Feng seemed to become increasingly isolated.
He merely smiled, watching it all.
Only when no new disciples appeared.
Did he then say indifferently.
Is everyone here?
Wang Ji said fiercely.
Why are you so arrogant, brat?
Let you witness our Changchun Sect's Spring Return Formation!
As his voice fell.
All the Changchun Sect disciples performed the same synchronized action.
They waved their horsetails.
And flickering green numbers appeared above their heads.
Lin Feng became somewhat interested.
It looks like.
This is a group healing spell?
But you're already rushing to help heal before I've even made a move.
Am I that scary?
He took a step forward.
Fang Chongxu and Wang Ji had already moved to the front of the formation.
And as Huikong chanted softly.
The two of them were also enveloped in golden light.
They turned back and said with great joy: Thank you, Master!
Huikong nodded.
Then he continued to cast his spell.
Instantly, all the Changchun Sect members were enveloped in two different colored lights.
This poor monk is casting powerful body-lightening spells for all benefactors, to lend a helping hand!
Fang Chongxu felt greatly reassured.
The characteristic of their Changchun Sect was abundant vitality and strong life force.
But their offensive capabilities were correspondingly weaker.
With Master Huikong's Golden Bell Shield augmenting him and Wang Ji.
He believed the opponent would find it difficult to break through the defenses of the two of them.
And with the augmentation of the powerful body-strengthening spells, the combat power of his disciples would also greatly increase.
He did not believe.
That Lin Feng alone.
Even with his five silent subordinates, could withstand over six hundred people on their side!
The entire Changchun Sect, plus Master Huikong.
Against Lin Feng and the Yellow Turban Warriors.
A battle of six hundred against six was about to begin!