Chapter 77 Three Tricks

"What do you want?" Confirming that his life was not in danger for the time being, Lin Feng stood up with difficulty, looked at [hey] and said firmly, "Also, what did God say? What does it have to do with me?"

"The sky is the sky, and the sky cannot be leaked." [ Hey] He said inexplicably. Then he looked at Lin Feng sticking out his tongue and licking the corners of his mouth, with a ferocious smile: "Now, two choices, take my three moves, or die!"

Lin Feng looked at his dilapidated body with a bitter smile, looked at the three little ones beside him, and then looked at the monsters that could not be seen at the distance, and then looked pitifully [hey]: "Can you allow me to recover for half an hour?"

[Hey] slowly approached, with a sarcastic smile in his eyes: "What do you think?"

"Okay." Lin Feng took a deep breath, and the golden sword in his body began to operate at an unprecedented high speed. The medicinal effect of the three-pin [gentle Guiyuan Dan] remaining in the meridians was also slowly playing a role, repairing Lin Feng's broken meridians. When Jianyuan quickly ran in the meridians for a week, Lin Feng wiped the blood on his mouth and showed a wry smile: "Then, come on."

There was a disdainful smile on the corners of his mouth. Suddenly, his whole body was released, pressing Lin Feng on the ground still, and then his body quickly started, leaving a long shadow in the air, and his claws had fiercely grasped Lin Feng's throat. And the space seemed to be [hey], and Lin Feng looked at the claws but couldn't move at all.

"Damn!" Lin Feng cursed secretly in his heart and felt the almost suffocating wind brought by his claws. The broken sword on his right wrist suddenly jumped out with his mind, and then stabbed straight into the eyes of [hey].

[Hey] A sharp turn avoids the broken sword, but also lost the opportunity to speak on Lin Feng's neck. He hummed coldly, and his right claws were strangely backward when he missed Lin Feng's body, leaving a bloody wound with deep visible bones on his thigh.

Looking at the shocking huge wound on Lin Feng's leg, [Hey] put his right paw to his mouth and licked it gently, showing an extremely satisfied expression. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it quietly for a while. [Hey] let out a very satisfied moan: "Well, I haven't tasted human flesh and blood for a long time, or I can't forget the deliciousness. Poor young man, are you ready to make my delicious dinner today?

Lin Feng coughed and slowly stood up from the ground and spit out the blood accumulated in his body that had accumulated in the meridians because of the forced lifting of the sword. He held the broken sword hard and didn't look at his horrible huge wound. He narrowed his eyes and looked at [hey] firmly: "I'm afraid it will disappoint you. It's the first move, and there are two more moves! Just come here!"

"That's right, young man, you make me like you more and more." [ Hey] I licked my right palm intoxicatedly, showing a gloomy and ferocious smile: "I like you the most. There is a rushing thing in your blood, which is like a big fire in the ice and snow, which will make my blood boil all over my body.

Walking slowly on the ground, [hey] looked more and more ferocious.

"Dong Dong..." An inexplicable voice slowly sounded in the quiet woods.

Lin Feng felt that his heart was grasped by an inexplicable hand, and his heartbeat was beating uncontrollably with the inexplicable hand.

[Hey]'s footsteps are getting slower and lighter, but the inexplicable sound in the air is getting louder and louder.

"Dong Dong..." This sound is extremely dull, like the moan of the earth. Gradually, as the footsteps of [hey] became lighter and almost inaudible, a solemn and dull voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

The whole world is echoing this sound, just like the pulse of the earth under your feet.

Lin Feng felt an inexplicable beating, like the pulse of the earth, slowly climbing along his feet, all the way up to his heart, and slowly merged with the frequency of the inexplicable hand pinching.

"Puff..." Lin Feng felt a sudden darkness in front of his eyes, but the scenery inside was blurred and overlapping. He opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of scarlet blood, as well as some pieces of his heart.

Yes, when the pulse of the earth reached the heart along the thighs and the frequency of the hand holding the inexplicable thing his heart, he felt that his whole heart was like crushed tofu dregs, broken like dumpling stuffing.

I don't know where it is or when. Lin Feng looked at the [hey] in front of him in a daze. In fact, he didn't see anything, and he almost lost his consciousness.

The pulse of the earth is still ringing solemnly between heaven and earth, and the heart is still held tightly by a hand.

Lin Feng was as dead and had no sense of everything around him. He can only hear an extremely solemn and grand voice constantly echoing between heaven and earth, endlessly and lasting.

I don't know how long, a moment or 100,000 years have passed. Lin Feng finally felt a trace of pain, and then he reached out and touched his face, which was wet and cool. When he put it in front of him, it was shockingly red.

In his ear, the heart still echoed with the huge earth pulse, but Lin Feng finally had a trace of perception and subconsciously realized that all this was wrong. Lin Feng raised his hand blankly, and then cut it fiercely towards the earth.

The golden sword like the autumn wind also cut fiercely towards the earth with this unconscious sword.

Autumn wind, fallen leaves, sound.

Just as the golden sword hit the ground, a cool autumn wind suddenly blew around, and then the trees fell boundlessly. This cool autumn wind and the boundless falling wood seem to have some kind of magic. They danced around the world and drew beautiful tracks mixed together.

And as the falling wood dances with the autumn wind, the solemn sound is mixed with the autumn wind dance of falling wood or returns to the earth, or floats to the infinitely high sky, or flies to the mysterious and unknown distance.

The pulse of the earth finally disappeared, as if he had never appeared, and there was a solemn silence between heaven and earth.

The boundless falling trees are still under the bleak, and the cool autumn wind still tirelessly rolls up pieces of fallen trees, or sinking ponds, or treetops, or chasing each other and dancing in the air.

[Hey] The few inaudible footsteps finally reappeared. It looked at Lin Feng with complicated eyes and showed a wry smile: "The young man is really good! I don't know how many seven-grade monsters there are. Under the eight-grade swordsman who hates my [earth pulse], the strength of your swordsman's third grade actually broke him. Oh, my God!"

Small blood flowed from Lin Feng's eyes, nose and ears. Although the blood flow is extremely small, it is like a cold well in the desert, flowing out of Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng inserted the broken sword into the ground, holding the hilt of the sword, but still stood persistently. I didn't care about the praise of [hey], but reached out and gently wiped the blood from the corners of my eyes so as not to affect my vision.

Stretch out your hand full of blood in the corners of your eyes and feel the gentle wind. He reached out and pinched a piece of fallen leaves falling in his hand. Looking carefully at the fallen leaves in front of him, Lin Feng suddenly laughed.

Although it is crumbling and bleeding, oh, there is also a terrible big wound on the leg that is persistently oozing blood. But Lin Feng looked at the still green leaves and laughed.

"My dearest seven-grade monster [hey], you have to work hard to enjoy my delicious blood. And the last move, you must seize this last opportunity. Reaching out and throwing away the fallen leaves, Lin Feng said with a smile at the corners of his mouth as the fallen leaves swayed hundreds of meters with the autumn wind and the leaves flying like elves.

There was shocking blood on the leaves, and the previous green was stained with a few traces of blood, which looked inexplicably desolate and tragic. After flying leisurely in the air for a while, the blood-stained leaves staggered into the dust.

"Do as you wish." [ The voice is unprecedentedly deep, and it is obviously going to go all out.

Lin Feng's eyes gently raised, looking at the falling trees in the autumn wind, looking at the branches protruding obliquely, looking at the various monsters on the trees, looking at the dense and ready birds in the sky, and then his head moved slightly, greedily looking at the high sky through the cracks of the birds, and the white on the plateau sky. Clouds and the warm sunshine.

Step by step, Lin Feng dragged his broken sword and limped, but rushed to [hey] as fast as a ghost.

When it was still one step away from [hey], the broken sword dragged on the ground rose leisurely and stabbed into the throat of [hey] like a poisonous snake.

[Hey] I dodged sideways, but my heart was shocked. What a fast sword!

The broken sword has long been raised high, and then fiercely hit the place where [hey] was avoided. Then Lin Feng didn't look at it. The broken sword rose obliquely and cut it, blocking a dark shadow that grabbed his head. Lin Feng stabbed out with a sword.

The broken sword quietly touched a soft place, and a drop of bright blood slowly dripped down.

"Three moves." Lin Feng's hand suddenly loosened, and his broken sword fell to the ground with a bang. The wound pain all over his body seemed to break out together. His right leg could no longer support his body, and Lin Feng fell to the ground.

"God's statement is correct. Sure enough, the simplest swordsmanship is the most powerful swordsmanship." Lin Feng, who was bleeding so miserable that he was extremely soft on the ground, thought.