Chapter 32 Turnaround
"What's wrong?" Lin Feng's heart was suddenly raised, and it was very unsteady to hang in the high void. He looked at Yue Jian and asked anxiously, "Is this method still not going to work?"
"No." Feeling that his expression caused Lin Feng's insolve, Yue Jian smiled shyly and explained, "I just feel that your Lin clan is fighting tonight, but you don't know where you want to attack?"
"..." Lin Feng looked at this powerful guy with great sadness. Do you dare to test other people's fragile care at such a critical time?
Lin Ruhai's expression began to be ferocious. Those sword spirit that shuttled on the surface of his body seemed to feel some kind of threat, and the resistance became more and more fierce. They could even hear the sound of the sword spirit tearing Lin Ruhai's skin.
"Humph..." Lin Ruhai snorted in pain, and a drop of blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Father..." Lin Feng watched his father suffer, and his heart became more and more worried.
"Don't move!" Yue Jian made a sound to stop everyone's abnormal movements, and his expression was also unprecedentedly solemn.
The unstable sword spirit on the surface of Lin Ruhai's body became more and more active, and even a little panicked and fierce at the end of the road. In the end, there was a kind of madness that would rather be broken than complete.
Everyone knows that at the most critical time, they all hold their breath and dare not come out, staring at every move on Lin Ruhai's body without blinking.
A soft sound of "Puff..." was in this silent space.
Listening to this soft sound, everyone felt that the tight string in their bodies was broken, and they couldn't help taking a breath in their hearts, and a happy smile gently appeared on everyone's faces.
Lin Ruhai's originally ferocious and painful expression also calmed down. After doing it quietly for a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the people around him who cared about him with a smile.
"I broke through..." He said quietly, as if to say something very trivial.
"Ye..." Lily cheered first, and then there was the cheers of the crowd that was about to overturn the roof.
Shuixianyun reached out and gently wiped the corners of his eyes, and then quickly walked into the kitchen. The previous meal had long been cold and was crushed into powder by Yuejian's sharp sword. Now it's time to have a good celebration banquet.
"Thank you, senior Yue Jian." Lin Ruhai sincerely bowed to the sword.
Reaching out his hand to drag Lin Ruhai's body. Even Lin Ruhai, who had just broken through to the realm of the Sword Emperor, was still as powerless as a child in front of Yue Jian. Looking at Lin Ruhai, who broke through the sword saint and the sword emperor in one day, Yue Jian said gently, "You really have a good son. He actually saved your life just now."
Seeing that he couldn't continue to worship, Lin Ruhai no longer insisted. Looking at Lin Feng, who smiled and looked at himself, he strode up and held him in his arms. There is no need to thank the father and son for the connection between father and son, and a hug can convey everything. Lin Ruhai gently kneaded his head and felt very proud. This is my seed of Lin Ruhai!
The meal was quickly ready, and when the happy event came, everyone cheered and drank wildly. No one forced out alcohol with Jianyuan. In a short time, Lin Xiaochen lay under the table in the hall.
Yue Mingxin and Shui Xianyun dragged these drunkards into the room with difficulty, and soon the Lin Feng family calmed down.
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The Lin Feng family calmed down, but the vast town of the Lin fire clan became lively.
Lin Xiong, who was walking with Lin Long and Lin Hu, suddenly stopped and looked at Lin Feng's family with a complicated look when Lin Ruhai broke through the Sword Emperor. After that, there was no hesitation and soon disappeared into the vast sea of people.
At the same time, in the fire aquarium, those sword emperors from Tianxing City also suddenly woke up from their dreams. Feeling another powerful momentum appearing in the Lin clan, all of them got up and stood on the roof and looked at the Lin clan, silently calculating something in their hearts.
The Lin and Huo people soon met and gathered together.
Lin Xiong and Huobatian stood together and looked at the vast torch below, which stretched for several miles, and their mood was excited.
Not to find the sword emperor sword saint of the Lieyan clan, Lin Xiong couldn't help frowning and asking, "It's a little tricky for us to attack the Feng clan with these people, right?"
"How can those sword emperorsmen in Tianxing City care about the pattern of a small vast town? A wind clan is destroyed, and the wind clan will support another one. They don't need waste, they just need winners, understand?" Huo Batian said.
"I understand." Knowing that the men of Star City had reached a certain agreement, Lin Xiong was no longer worried. In fact, he didn't worry at all. What's wrong with me if you don't die or not? He deliberately said this just to reassure Huoba.
"Greedy is not enough to swallow elephants!" Lin Xiong looked at Huo Batian, who had wanted to annex the Lin clan before, but now he had the idea of the Feng clan. He secretly despised it, but his face smiled and did not lose his face.
After each issued inspirational words to boost morale, the Lin and Huo clan rushed to the sleeping Feng clan.
The elite of the two clans solved them before the wind sentries could react. When they quietly invaded the five miles away from the wind clan, the wind clan finally noticed and made a correct and quick decision in time.
The two armies finally got entangled in a quick fight. Although the Feng clan was quickly torn to pieces by the Lin Huo clan coalition, their fearless fighting spirit like a mad dog also successfully bought time for the Feng clan.
It is a small contact battle. The fire forest has lost 100 people each, not including the seriously injured and slightly injured. The young people who were originally eager to witness the history of history fell silent after experiencing the baptism of blood.
Watching familiar people die or become disabled is a huge impact on their hearts.
The formation of the Lin clan has changed quietly but naturally. However, the fire clan that sacrificed so many good young people did not happen, and the Lin clan itself naturally did not notice it.
The forest fire coalition silently pushed towards the wind clan. From time to time, some people were pierced through their throats by cold arrows shot from nowhere. From time to time, some people fell into strange traps and died miserably. Everyone became more and more silent, and a solemn atmosphere slowly spread.
More and more people are dead or seriously injured, and everyone's face is stained with dripping blood. From time to time, the wounded who show white bones and lack arms and legs are carried from the front to the rear.
The previous heroic blood of the young people of Linhuo and the two ethnic groups slowly disappeared and cooled down. They coincidentally remembered the bloody fight in the vast town a few months ago. The imaginary momentum did not happen, and they gradually realized that they were going to become the kind of cold-blooded animals that only knew how to kill people.
The strong-willed man squeezed his lips fiercely and wiped his sword clean and shiny, and the grinding glitter became sharper and sharper. The weaker-willed man began to cry gently and wanted to return to his family quickly.
frowning and looking at the slowly spreading negative atmosphere in the army, Huo Batian and Lin Xiong looked at each other and sent several crying people to the front as cannon fodder, which was quickly consumed, and the army resumed silence.
Everyone knows that this battle can only fight desperately to kill others and save their own lives.
People rushed up in silence and fought in silence. There is no sound in the whole battlefield except for the sound of swords intersecting or crisp or dull, and the scalp-pOUND sound of the sword cutting into the bone.
Silent fighting, silent blood, silent death or moving forward.
Finally, when they were two miles away from the Feng clan, they encountered unprecedented resistance. Although fewer and fewer people of the Feng clan killed, the Feng clan dragged the forest fire coalition forces in place.
From time to time, the wind clan rushed to the battlefield from all directions, and the people of the three clans stuck together fiercely.
There are people around, and no smart swordsmanship can be used in such a place.
The wind looked at the three clans in a state of stalemately and looked very calm although they were ugly. The beheading operation failed, and the wind clan, whose high-end strength was not enough, was even weaker in such a large-scale battle.
Fortunately, they supplemented the quality with the wanton expansion of the resources stolen from the fire clan, otherwise they would have been unable to withstand it tonight, and the wind clan would have been over long ago.
But in the current situation, if you can't wait for dawn, I'm afraid the wind clan will be doomed.
"Brother, how do you think the Lin and the fire are entangled? Wasn't the last bloody wind in Cangzang Town caused by the fire attack on the Lin people? How can they unite?" Wind Wuying is very puzzled.
"There is no eternal enemy, only eternal interests." The scene was obviously unfavorable to him, but the wind was invisible without a trace of anxiety. On the contrary, there was a kind of calm atmosphere before the collapse of Mount Tai.
"No, if it goes on like this, the wind clan will perish sooner or later." Feng Wuying shook his lips and hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother, why don't you beg those nobles of Star City? As long as they come forward, the two tribes of Linhuo will definitely retreat.
"If they care about us, do you think they will wait until now?" The wind narrowed its eyes invisibly.
"Dog. Mother bitch!" Feng Wuying cursed in a low voice, "If we don't die without a trace, how can we be like this?"
"No more about that. Even if the Lin people don't come to trouble us. After all, one day we will also kill the door to avenge without a trace. Feng said invisibly in a low voice, still staring at the battlefield.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and seemed to find something. Looking at a position behind the coalition of Linhuo, his face showed a happy look, and he suppressed his excitement and said, "No shadow, the wind clan is saved!"