Chapter 45

Zhao Wen was completely enraged.

Three golden blade auras, like long rainbows, slashed down, dazzling and eye-catching, each blade aura over a hundred meters long. It was clear how intensely Zhao Wen wanted to kill Lin Fei.

Lin Fei was clearly provoking, openly and shamelessly provoking, to the point where Zhao Wen could no longer tolerate it.

In theory, an Eighth Heaven Martial Arts expert should not lose control of their emotions, but Zhao Wen was an exception.

Throughout the journey, with multiple provocations and the accumulation of previous events, it would be truly strange if Zhao Wen could still control his emotions.

At this moment, Zhao Wen's only thought was to slay Lin Fei under his blade.

Kill!

Kill!!

Kill!!!

...

Zhao Wen was furious.

Lin Fei, on the other hand, laughed.

The three blade auras flashed past, their momentum even more intense than before, turning countless leaves into powder with the blade aura.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three thunderous explosions echoed in the sky.

The spot where Lin Fei had been was instantly turned into a patch of powder, no longer existing under the Vajra Blade Aura.

"Not dead yet!"

Under the three blade auras, Lin Fei was thrown back, with blood at the corner of his mouth, as if he were seriously injured.

Zhao Wen's expression changed slightly, quite surprised. However, he did not doubt it. Despite the consumption of a significant amount of mystic energy from the three mid-level combat techniques, Lin Fei was still alive. Even though he had expected it, he still couldn't understand it.

All of this no longer mattered; what mattered was slaying the opponent.

"Boy, to have survived three of my blades, you should be proud." Zhao Wen flew through the air, once again using a combat technique, the Ten Thousand Mile Blade, "Now you can die."

The golden blade aura, the Ten Thousand Mile Blade, was unleashed again, the golden blade aura slashing down from the sky.

This blade could not be avoided; only by resisting it head-on!

To deal with a mere thief, Zhao Wen directly used a combat technique, something that, if reported back to the Blade Deity Sect, no one would believe. A mere Sixth Heaven Martial Arts expert, worth such a major effort.

...

The golden blade aura slashed down, instantly splitting the air. Lin Fei's clothes were torn apart by the blade aura, and at this moment, it seemed certain that he would die under the golden blade aura.

Suddenly.

Lin Fei laughed, a hint of a strange smile on his lips.

"Old man, you fell for it."

In mid-air, with no place to exert force, Lin Fei somehow moved away from Zhao Wen's sight, strangely evading this fatal attack.

"Bad!"

Zhao Wen realized it was bad and couldn't retract his blade in time.

The dense forest, which had been lush, was instantly turned into an open field, with a light blue pond appearing in their line of sight.

This was not the strangest part.

The strangest part was that a black two-headed evil dragon, over a hundred meters long, emitting a powerful aura, was being forced to retreat, roaring continuously. Its massive head was covered in blood, one of its heads having been severed, its large eyes filled with fierce and unwilling gazes.

Zhao Wen's blade, the golden blade aura over a hundred meters long, was so sharp that it seemed to want to obliterate everything.

Lin Fei narrowly avoided the attack.

The two-headed evil dragon instantly became the target. The golden blade aura, moving at an incredible speed, struck the back of the two-headed evil dragon, causing countless scales to shatter, blood to flow, and a miserable cry to be heard.

"Roar!"

The two-headed evil dragon was enraged, a lowly creature daring to attack it.

...

"Boy, you will not die a good death!"

Zhao Wen couldn't help but curse. After becoming an Eighth Heaven Martial Arts expert, he had never experienced such a tragic day, being outsmarted by a mere thief.

When the golden blade aura struck the two-headed evil dragon, Zhao Wen immediately realized he had been used. The cold gaze that followed made him shiver, his face changing drastically, as if he had seen a cat, trembling instinctively.

"Run!"

Zhao Wen never imagined that the thief would use such extreme methods to deal with him.

But would the two-headed evil dragon give him a chance?

Definitely not.

"Roar!"

The two-headed evil dragon, a distant relative of dragons, with dragon blood, a mere creature daring to injure it, was unforgivable.

With a loud roar, its massive body twisted, transforming into a black streak of light, moving so fast that there was no time to react, rushing towards Zhao Wen, its thick tail sweeping horizontally.

Zhao Wen was terrified, his ability to fly through the air restricted, his mystic energy in chaos, unable to control it, and he fell from a great height. At the same time, the tail, like a steel whip, swept down.

"Bad, I'm done for!"

The roar of the two-headed evil dragon disrupted Zhao Wen's mystic energy, and the steel whip-like tail struck him. Despite his aura of protection, his body, like fragile wood, exploded instantly, turning into a shower of blood.

Even in death, Zhao Wen was filled with regret, having been outsmarted by a mere boy.

...

"Pu!"

Lin Fei spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he didn't resist directly, the borrowed force still caused significant damage.

"What a ferocious dragon."

Even as Lin Fei hid in the bushes, he couldn't help but be shocked. A mighty Eighth Heaven Martial Arts expert, unable to withstand a single attack from a demonic beast, was instantly turned into pieces, leaving him in awe.

If Lin Fei hadn't known in advance, he couldn't imagine whether the same fate would have befallen him.

Originally, Lin Fei didn't expect the demonic beast to kill the old man; he just wanted to hold him back,冒险引出老不死的用战技攻击。

结果成了这个样子。

老不死的这一死，林飞心口的大石头没有放下，反而提了起来，双头恶蛟带来的恐惧感，对他来说，不亚于超级大BOSS，恐怖之外，还是恐怖。

“刚解决一个敌人，又遇上一个超级大BOSS，老子什么时候这么倒霉了。”

林飞藏身在树丛中，不敢动弹，随风身法再厉害，面对双头恶蛟，也没有半分的机会，只能祈求阿弥陀佛保佑了。

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双头恶蛟冰冷的目光一转，望向林飞藏身之地，暗处的林飞顿时吓得头皮发麻，后背冷汗直流，那些什么八阶妖兽，武道八重天强者，简直是弱爆了。

“靠，不会是完了吧！”

林飞苦笑，面对一头秒杀武道八重天的妖兽，自己怎么会是对手，这一次可真的是要完蛋了。

正当林飞以为自己要完蛋了。

意外的一幕出现了。

天上飘来一道白影，由远而近，直到近前，才发现来人并不是飞行，而是踏步而来，武道九重天才有的能力。

这不是最奇怪的，奇怪的是这白衣人，乃是一个白衣仙子，莲步轻移，宛如天上仙人，冰清玉洁，不食人间烟火，让人不敢去亵渎。

“天哪，这是我的女神吗？”

当看到那美丽的容颜后。

林飞终于想起一个词语，女神，心目中的女神。

{飘天文学

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Just as Lin Fei thought he was about to die, an unexpected scene unfolded.

A white figure floated down from the sky, moving closer, and it was only when it was near that they realized the person was not flying but walking, a skill possessed only by Ninth Heaven Martial Arts experts.

This was not the strangest part. The strangest part was that the white figure was a white-robed fairy, walking gracefully, like a celestial being, pure and untainted, making one dare not to defile her.

"Heaven, is this my goddess?"

When he saw the beautiful face.

Lin Fei finally remembered a word: goddess, his ideal goddess.