Chapter 83 This is war!
(Third things.
This book is almost 1.1 million. To be honest, I have entered a bottleneck period these days, so I have been very decisively updated for two days. First of all, I apologize for the interruption of the previous two days. Secondly, I don't know how long it will take to get through this bottleneck, but I will try my best to update it steadily. Then, the new cover was made by myself. It's stinky. Finally, I asked for a red vote. All the shoes who voted for the same shoes, I love you~)
"The wind is speechless! I'm here to take your life!"
Lin Fan controlled the totem of the sword and enveloped the sky. A huge extreme sword spirit crushed all the demon soldiers in Qinglong City into minced meat. In an instant, tens of thousands of people suddenly killed!
And the foot stepped on the void, like the wind of the king's birth, also felt a burst of pressure. He couldn't help but change his face and said angrily, "Who is coming!"
"Die!" Lin Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He crossed the void step by step and came directly to Feng Bu, sweeping through everything with a horizontal sword and cutting his head.
The wind rose angrily, and his hands were opened and closed. The power of the wind god was no longer reserved. The anger rolled up the clouds, rolled Lin Fan's long sword in it, and the wind danced wildly, shaking the peerless front fiercely.
But Lin Fan showed disdain on his face and snorted coldly. The sword front reversed and broke through the strong wind. The sword god's unique skill jumped into the sky again. The extreme sword was awe-inspiring and directly repelled the wind. The blood sprayed wildly in his mouth, and his white clothes were dyed by vermilion red, like a cold plum in the snow, blooming.
"Kid arrogant!"
Feng Buye was hit hard by this, and his face was also a little ugly. However, when he saw Lin Fan come to him again through the void, all the depression in his chest broke out and turned into an angry shout!
The Wrath of the Wind God!
The wind roared all over the sky. Around him, all kinds of strange scenes suddenly appeared, and even the trolls of the wind had condensed and roared crazily.
This kind of attack is enough to kill an army composed of tens of millions of divisions on the spot. At this time, Feng Bu has opened all the power of return to the body. There is no reservation. The power of destruction is brewing in the void, turning into many trolls of the wind, the giant spirit of the wind, and a terrible figure, which comes in front of it. As soon as you raise your hand, you can make the world collapse completely.
This is the strength to destroy the heavens and the earth. Even the legendary wind god is summoned to come and appear in the world, giving a devastating blow to the enemy.
Even if Lin Fan has the strength to subvert the universe, he has to be a little more cautious in the face of the virtual shadow of the weak.
"The Wrath of the Wind God!" The huge figure stood behind Feng Bute. Feng Bute's body moved, and the figure also moved with him.
There is no need to describe the power of breaking the virtual power. It is enough to destroy everything in the world. Although this is only a virtual shadow, Lin Fan still feels the pressure of terror.
But there is still a disdainful arc on the corners of his mouth. His eyes are as bright as stars, reflecting the whole world!
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"Lin Fan is back." Lin Yu took a look at Murong's desperate life and whispered, "He's going to trouble with Feng Bu."
Murong desperately opened his eyes slightly like a stone sculpture, and then slowly closed it, with an inaudible sigh in his mouth.
"His entry is too fast." Lin Yu ignored his gaffe at this moment, but said with admiration, "Since he dares to find trouble with Feng's words, it shows that he now has the strength to compete with Feng's words."
"Do you think that's the truth?"
Speaking of this, Lin Yu stared at Murong desperately with his gray pupils that could not see anything at all.
Murong desperately opened his eyes again and spit out the vitality of his chest. After touching the air, he immediately turned into a blood fog, bringing out all the injuries in his body.
His injury was very serious, and he was almost beaten into a useless man by the demon emperor. If it hadn't been for his unique life-saving stunt, he would have turned into a handful of loess at this time.
"Why, can't you accept that Lin Fan's strength is already ahead of you?" Lin Yu knocked on a stone beside him, as if he wanted to break the knot in Murong's desperate heart, and the stone also broke in response.
Murong was desperate and still didn't say anything, but there was already a hot light in his eyes.
For the return to the virtual realm, he has been chasing and longing for too long. Now Lin Fan has reached that level before him, which really makes him a little unacceptable and also ignites a fighting spirit.
Lin Yu saw the heat in his eyes and said with a smile, "Unfortunately, you can't repay our hatred for following the trend."
"Humph!" Murong snorted coldly, but he looked unwilling. Obviously, he agreed with Lin Yu's words.
"We can't continue to delay here." Lin Yu slowly stood up, pressed the hilt of the sword around her waist, and said, "The human world is now a critical moment. If we don't go out, I'm afraid those demons will be more rampant. The eastern continent is difficult to protect, but the other three continents can no longer fall into the hands of the demons.
"I don't have such a great mentality." Murong stood up desperately and walked out of the dark cave with a blank face.
Outside the cave, there is a steep cliff, surrounded by clouds and fog, and birds are singing endlessly.
But under this cliff, there are countless black heads, and they are all demon soldiers, who aggressively surround the peak.
Lin Yu also came out. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "It seems that we have been listed as a must-kill person."
"Hmm."
Murong's desperate life was still a cold snort, but immediately the man had already jumped into the clouds, and the long sword came out of its sheath and entered the demon army!
Among the demon clan, although there is no demon king as the fighting power now, the army composed of tens of thousands of big demons and a group of demon king leaders still has very terrible lethal power!
Although Murong Desperate is a sword emperor, his strength is unfathomable. However, in the face of this kind of terrorist army, unless he returns to the weak, any personal strength will be compared with it.
Lin Yu was worried that Murong had just recovered from his desperate injury, and suddenly there would be an accident, so she also fell from the cliff into the demon army.
The two people's two swords, like the two lights of the world's destruction, fiercely fighting into the demon army from the front, and all the way was like a broken bamboo!
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The battle is over. When the heart-eating ghost pulled his hands out of the chest of the demon king leader in front of him, the remaining people in the sword gate finally burst into an earth-shaking cheer!
No one doesn't want to live, even these outlaws who once licked blood with a knife.
In the face of the demon clan, an army with terrible strength, although the morale of the sword gate is like a rainbow, they can also understand in their hearts that this battle is likely to be the last battle in their lives.
After the war, they will sprinkle their blood on this land and become a pool of blood that is difficult to melt in the notorious blood wilderness of the slaughter area.
But...
After many sword disciples came to their senses, they all cast their fanatical eyes on the heart-eating ghost.
Although the heart-eating ghost now has countless wounds all over his body, his face is also full of scars and blood, but in the eyes of everyone, he is like a god!
The thin body has turned into a peak and stood on the bloody wasteland to stop all the invaders!
"Master..." A trusted believer saw the solemnity and fatigue on the heart-eating ghost's face from the side, and wanted to say something slightly. Unexpectedly, the heart-eating ghost raised his palm and shook his head faintly.
"Alas."
This cronin knows the temper of the heart-eating ghost. In the current situation, even if he is injured and killed in the battle, he will never take a step back.
Sure enough, although the heart-eater's face was extremely pale and his blood had lied all over the ground along the wound, he still did not move.
Those sharp eyes like eagles stared at the front, where another group of demon soldiers gradually appeared in the eyes of the crowd.
The cheers that had been ringing through the wilderness slowly extinguished, and everyone's breathing gradually began to be short.
"Kill!"
All kinds of words, only one kill!
The few remaining Jianmen disciples did not hesitate to attack the demon clans that were coming again. The first of them was the heart-eating ghost who was seriously injured!
There was no expression on his pale face, but there was a trace of ferociousness in the depths of his eyes.
It's like a hungry wolf, showing fierce fangs.
Standing among the people on the wall, Lin Yanyu was already crying, and the knuckles of the evil heart holding the sword turned pale, and his whole body trembled with inexplicable emotions.
"Let them come back. They can't continue like this!" The representatives of the people in the city were also very shocked. After wiping the wet corners of their eyes, they resolutely said to the evil heart, "We are not useless waste, we can also fight!" We can't go on like this. The heart-eating ghost is bleeding for us in front of us, but we can only watch the play indifferently... This is unfair!"
"Shut up!"
The evil heart suddenly shouted angrily, and the pressure emitted scared the representative of the palace soul master's realm to stay in place.
"This is his own choice. Even if he dies, he will die on his way." The evil heart looked deeply at the back, but sighed in his heart.
"I don't want him to come back!"
"But..."
The evil heart turned over the sword, and a murderous intention flashed in his eyes. This is war, and sacrifice is inevitable. Since he chose to fight as the first line of defense, there is no way out anyway.
"As for the next." The evil heart glanced at the silent people around him and said coldly, "It's our battle."
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Qinglong City is tens of millions of miles away, and the wind is blowing. The people in the city are full of panic and don't know what happened.
For them, the return to the virtual strength is equivalent to a god-like existence, and the pressure that the teacher does not dare to look directly at, and these mortals who have not practiced can't raise their heads.
But they faintly realized that there seemed to be a powerful person to save them.
About hundreds of miles away, in the middle of the collapsed sky, the temperature change caused by the wrath of the wind god caused white snow in the air.
Lin Fan was wearing a wind and snow cloak and holding a sword in one hand. Looking at the opposite wind that controlled the power of the wind god, he slowly raised his palm and brushed the snowflakes on his shoulders.
The expression is disdainful!