Chapter 35 Hard Battle

Feng Wuxiao smiled softly: "I'm really a psychopath. Do you know what I have a nickname in Feng's house?" Mad dog. I have heard enough of these words from the dead, so I have never had much feelings for the words of the dead. Just scold them casually. As soon as he waved his arm, the four people had already gathered around.

"Lily, find a safe place on the tree by yourself, understand?" Lin Feng used his divine consciousness to urge the [dementor bell] and threw his hands at the same time, throwing the little white cat high.

The crisp bell rang, and Yu Guang saw that Lily had firmly grasped a tree trunk and disappeared. Lin Feng took advantage of the gap between the four people to touch his right hand on his left wrist, and the broken sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he gently stabbed the first sober stutter.

I stashed for a while, and there was a trace of blood on my forehead. In anger, he stammered, "Look for..."

"Are you looking for death?" Lin Feng smiled and said it for him. He knew that the abilities of these four people were unpredictable. If they joined together to complement each other for a few days, they would really not be able to leave. Now I am determined to break it one by one.

He stammed coldly and hummed coldly and did not avoid the broken sword that Lin Feng was about to cut his throat. He even closed his eyes and stood there quietly.

"Well..." Suddenly, Lin Feng felt a sudden pain in his sea of knowledge, as if he had been pricked by a needle. Under the severe pain, his hand trembled, subconsciously raised, and almost stabbed through his stabbing ear. In this stunned moment, the other three people had recovered and rushed up.

"How dare you use divine consciousness in front of me?" There was an angry voice from the sea of knowledge: "Do you play a big knife in front of Guan Gong? Boy, don't worry about that stammer, hey, I want him to know what it is to devour souls and what is the real divine attack!"

Lin Feng made a decision and rushed straight towards the stab.

The stammed showed a disdainful look, and a sneer flowed from the corners of his mouth: "No, no, no, no... measure yourself!" He stared at Lin Feng with fixed eyes and wanted to carry out a divine attack.

But he suddenly fell to the ground, with a frightened expression on his face, as if he had encountered something terrible. Heartbreaking roared a few times: "No, no, no!" As a result, seven orifices of blood fell to the ground and died.

The wind and the remaining three people saw such a strange scene, all of whom were cold and hairy. They have always seen stammers make others look like this, but today they stammer like this, which makes them very uncertain.

"Kill him, or we will all die!" Feng Wuzong reacted quickly and directed the three people who wanted to go backwards to surround them again. Seeing that the three people hesitated, he kicked the lame with hatred.

"Dead, if you don't want your sister to die, just give me twelve points of skill. Humph!" Feng Wuji kicked the lame again: "And you two, if you don't do your best, you will know the future of your wife and children!"

"What a cruel man!" Lin Feng couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring. Looking at the three people who surrounded him again, he also wanted to know how much progress he had made recently and attack first again.

His body turned, his sword moved with him, and a sword light waved towards the dwarf. At the same time, his left hand moved sharply, and the martial arts honed on the back mountain hit the face of the fighting eye fiercely.

The dwarf did not hesitate. The long sword jingled with Lin Feng, and stabbed at each of his falling sword points as quickly and accurately.

The eyes of the fighting eyes returned to normal, and even emitted a breathtaking light. The light was getting stronger and stronger. He collided fiercely with Lin Feng's left hand, and did not come out of his right hand, but passively defended.

"It's so strong!" Lin Feng also felt some admiration in his heart. The dwarf's sword is no slower than himself, and even in many places is simpler and smoother than himself, and the cockfighting eye obviously did not exhaust all his strength.

Suddenly, Lin Feng's waist hurt, but he saw the lame retreating quickly, and a slip of blood sprinkled down his retreat route. As soon as Lin Feng's swordsmanship, the golden sword light sprayed out and forced three people back.

Touching the blood around his waist, Lin Feng smiled and said, "I'm happy. I haven't had such a smooth and desperate battle for a long time. Several people's skills are very powerful, and I admire them, but then I will make a unique move.

The three people didn't say a word, but their eyes couldn't help showing a trace of admiration and joy. They stood still, but the light emitted by the desire to fight in their eyes became more and more intense.

Lin Feng slowly drew his sword and rose, and a gust of autumn wind slowly gathered beside him. A kind of autumn killing, the coolness of autumn began to circle and reverberate on this land, and the land that was originally calm as water suddenly became full of fierce and domineering.

"The sword means autumn wind, and the sword is called a broken sword." Lin Feng roared softly, and then drew his sword everywhere. The sword rippled like a drop of stones falling into a calm lake, and then vibrated rapidly in all directions.

The lame man suddenly moved, and his body suddenly appeared on Lin Feng's side, and then retreated dozens of meters with a bloody barn queen.

"Awesome!" A trace of blood flowed from the corners of the lame's mouth. He stretched out his hand and wiped his lips: "I, the lame man, have been rampant for decades with this super speed of this hand. I died today, but I'm not wronged and regret it!"

Then his hair began to fall slowly, then his clothes, and finally even his dagger broke inch by inch. The break extended along his arm. His fingers, his wrists, and his arms gradually turned into pieces and dissipated with the wind.

"The lame!" The fighting eye's eyes suddenly moved, and then jumped high, and his body twisted into a strange ball in the air. Suddenly, it drifted left and right, but the crisp sound became louder and more and touching in this bleak autumn wind.

"Fantasy, can you help me take care of them?" Lin Feng cried bitterly in his heart. Originally, he thought that he could catch them all with his sword, but the cripple alone consumed most of his sword yuan, and this fighting eye suddenly rushed up like a ** rooster and pressed him fiercely.

"Cut, I said I would only help you with your stagling." Huan Shiran walked away and seemed to be very trustworthy.

"..." Lin Feng looked at the golden area.

"Can't deal with this little enemy, and still want to be my master? No way." The cool voice came.

"You are cruel!" Lin Feng was extremely sad and angry, staring at the place where the chicken-eyed fist was about to fall, waiting intently.

"No!" Lin Feng's eyes shrank, and he faintly felt a trace of sharp sword spirit.

"Dead dwarf!" However, the dwarf hid behind the cockfighting eyes for the sake of his small body and easy to hide.

The fist of the fighting eyes was close at hand. Although his sleeves were cut and shattered by the sword light, and there were dense small blood marks on his hands, he stared at Lin Feng with burning eyes, as if he didn't realize it, and his fist hit down firmly.

And the damn dwarf's sword is also getting stronger and stronger. Previously, there were still 1008,000 hidden swords covering the four fields in the sky. Gradually, the sword became a hundred swords, and the last ten swords, only three swords and there is still the possibility of continuing to merge.

"It's miserable! Now it's a big game again!" Lin Feng stared at the unstoppable powerful fist and the dwarf who gradually became one with a sword. Suddenly, his heart was fierce. Damn, he fought!

He did not retreat and advanced, and rushed to the fist of the chicken eye. The sword of the right hand remained unchanged, and the left hand hit the throat of the chicken eye fiercely.

The momentum is like a tiger, and the huge fist hits his chest without avoiding it.

The fist of the chicken eye is getting closer and closer, and the dwarf's sword is slowing down, but there are only two swords left.

Finally came into contact. Chicken Eye and Lin Feng did not dodge, allowing the other party's fist to hit his body.

"Dong!" With the loud noise, the head and body of the fighting chicken eye flew out one after another. Lin Feng smashed into the ground fiercely and spit out blood.

His left shoulder is obviously deformed. However, when the fist of the chicken eye was about to touch his heart, the consciousness suddenly pressed against the chicken eye fiercely, delaying the action of the chicken eye for a second, and then swinging his body to avoid the key points.

Even so, his body is on the verge of breaking. Previously, the sinister knife of the lame cut his waist deeply again, and then the lifelong punch of the cock-eye smashed his shoulder. At this moment, he was a little doubtful whether his body was rotten or broken.

The dwarf's sword is finally merged into a sword. The magnificent sword spirit is like a waterfall flying down the mountain, and only the concentration on the tip of the sword gives people an irresistible invincible momentum of the mountain.

The dwarf looked at his magnificent sword affectionately, and then looked at Lin Feng with a smile and said, "Thank you. This is the most wonderful sword in my life, and the strongest sword with all my life and soul. With this sword, I will die without regret, so in order to show respect for you and the unprecedented sword, I will give you time to stand up.

"hehe." Lin Feng grinned and felt that his body was worse. He climbed out of the pit with difficulty and looked at the powerful sword and the pale but energetic dwarf. He breathed the air. Let the fresh air pass through the injured lungs and bring bursts of pain to show your survival.

Then he quietly looked at the interesting wind in the distance, looked at the unprecedented powerful dwarf, looked at the huge sword, and suddenly opened his mouth and smiled happily: "I have seen a more powerful and unparalleled sword than this. So, no matter how awesome your sword is, go to hell!"