Chapter 87 The Fire of War Goes Out

"If you immortals fight, don't get involved with me." Lin Feng looked at Yue Mingxin with a wry smile and said, "Your random action can smash me to pieces without bones. It doesn't matter if I die myself, but it will definitely involve my family and my relatives. I can't afford to take this risk. So, I won't get in with it."

The more clearly looked at Lin Feng quietly, and suddenly laughed. She looked at Lin Feng seriously and said, "I didn't expect that there was such a hidden dragon hidden in the small vast town!" Doing things at such a young age is water-tight, cautious and meticulous. It's really good. I have a hunch that we will conclude this deal today.

Lin Feng only smiled bitterly. He even looked at Yue Mingxin with some grievance, and his big eyes were full of innocence.

"Don't make such a pitiful expression for me." Lin Feng's quiet eyes said, "You have accepted this agreement in your heart for a long time. Now you just want to sit on the ground and get better conditions."

Lin Feng just smiled bitterly, as if he was Dou E of the flying snow in June.

"You are really dishonest." Yue Mingxin stood up, and a sense of sword slowly pushed towards Lin Feng. The golden sword school hospital in Lin Feng's body counterattacked, and then was quickly restrained by Lin Feng. But even though Lin Feng saw the opportunity quickly, the more clear he was, the more he had noticed it.

"Well... you have actually become a sword. Although you are not as strong as me, you are far more comfortable and proficient than me." Yue Ming looked at Lin Feng with great interest: "Since you have sold the second elixir outside, it shows that you must have a higher elixir than the second elixir in your hand. Well, the Sanskrit people are not the two guys who have previously exclusive * your first product [Peiyuan Dan] and the second product [Buyuan Dan]. Recently, they seem to have sold a very small number of three products [original Guiyuan Dan], [Flame Buyuan Dan], [Gentle Buyuan Dan]. Oh, I'm afraid such a strange name can only be taken out by you, a man like the wind. Well, is it three different natures of [Guiyuan Dan]?

Thinking of this, the brighter your eyes become. She stared at Lin Feng fiercely with sharp sword eyes, and stared straight at Lin Feng's heart. The two battles were about to go first.

"Hey, I'm not a casual person. I don't sell my skills!" Lin Feng shouted in a hurry and issued a statement.

"Go to hell!" Yue Mingxin raised his fingers and pointed towards Lin Feng. A wisp of sword fiercely scratched Lin Feng's ear and fell on the wall behind him, leaving a faint black hole on it.

"If you dare to be slippery, it will be your heart next time!" Yue Ming looked at Lin Feng helplessly, and then a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth and said, "What do you think? Speaking of your most confidential things, deliberately messing around and changing the topic? Humph, it can refine the three unchanging [Guiyuan Dan] that have been circulating for thousands of years into three completely different [Guiyuan Dan]. I'm more and more sure that you are the person I'm looking for! A three-grade pharmacist with the strength of swordsmanship and swordsman. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and gradually became a bright spring, and the sharp sword on his face finally disappeared for the first time. She looked at Lin Feng with satisfaction and said, "With strength, scheming and ideas, you are the person I'm looking for."

"Even if you can't refine the six elixir now, I believe that you can refine it soon!" Yue Mingxin stood up, and then took out a package from behind him and threw it to Lin Feng: "That's it, I'll find you."

"..." Lin Feng looked at the more clear heart that threw the package to himself with a domineering face and was speechless.

"Ha ha, happy cooperation." Yue Mingxin blinked mischievously: "I know you. It's not a casual person, but it's not a person when you get up casually. Right? I know." Then he went away.

"..." Lin Feng blinked his big pure eyes and looked at Yue Mingxin, but secretly slandered himself: "How do you know that I'm not a human being? Are you also the kind of person who is not casual and not human?"

Looking at Yueming's handsome turn around and gradually disappearing back, Lin Feng touched his nose, picked up the bag of [Sword-eating Grass] on the table and threw away the world of broken sword marks. A satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Then, let's deal!"

Exiting the trading system, Lin Feng looked at the great sunshine all over the sky, and the dark clouds accumulated in his heart finally dissipated. Finally, there is hope, and everything in the world will slowly get better, won't it?

Holding Xiaohui to avoid the wind, Lin Feng quickly walked home.

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A junction between the vast fire clan and the wind clan.

The shocking shouts resounded through the world, and the fierce impact of the bright sword pierced people's eardrums. The metal collision pulled out an unbearable sound, which aroused people's most primitive and tyrannical desire to kill. Their eyes became more and more red, and they happily enjoyed the sharp edge of the sword into the flesh, and there was a trace of lingen pleasure across the bones.

Then they pulled out their sword quickly and let it be hot. The hot blood dripping on my body. Let the splashing blood pour on himself, and then open your mouth to taste the enemy's blood, flesh and bones.

This is a very tragic battlefield.

Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at several fire people around him, with a disdainful smile at the corners of his mouth. Then his body started in an instant, leaving a series of remnants in the middle of the field and rushing straight forward.

The people stared at the wind passing by them. They stood still and took a few breaths, and then a few strands of slender but powerful blood quickly spewed out of their throats. Their eyes were wide, and they subconsciously reached out to hold their throats and make a few rattling sounds, trying to cover the vigorous blood, but finally they fell down powerlessly.

The wind faintly passed through the dense crowd, dodged the sword that hit him, and stood quietly in the shadow of the distance with a dripping blood to watch the battlefield where fewer and fewer people were.

Several people covered in blood came closer from around one after another and quietly looked at the only fireman left in the field.

"Haha, do you want to bully less with more?" The fireman laughed wildly, and the horizontal sword said proudly, "Then, come on, let's see whose head can be harder than the sword in my hand!"

"What should I do?" A wrist was cut off by a sharp weapon. At this time, the middle-aged man who was relying on a trace of skin on his arm came up and looked at Feng Yin and said, "This guy is really powerful. Our five brothers also left him a few serious wounds on his body. That guy is probably the fourth grade swordsman and killed my other four brothers. I almost lost a hand under the cover of the brothers, and one leg escaped.

Feng Yin looked down at the sword marks on the middle-aged man's leg that almost cut off his calf and did not say anything.

"Yes, Vice Lord Feng, even Lord Fenglin died under that guy's sword. You are now the highest position here. Hurry up and make an idea! Brothers are not afraid of death. As long as you give an order, even if you leave your life here, you will never say anything!"

This sentence means that the brothers have really tried their best. Now they will only die, and they don't want to sacrifice in vain. As the highest position you are now, hurry up and order your brothers to retreat. You will be more responsible when you are held accountable.

The wind looked around the people around him, and suddenly a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

He walked forward slowly with his sword, and the wind stood quietly in front of the fire clan.

The fire people looked at Feng Yin with disdain and said, "Are all the wind people dead? Did the old man stuff his head deep into his crotch? Now such a milky yellow-haired boy is sent to die, which is indeed worthy of the name of shrinking turtle bastard! Hahahaha, boy, you'd better go home for a few years before you come out to get your sword!"

Fengyin stood in front of the fire people indifferently, looking at him calmly, neither speaking nor angry.

"Ha ha, the boy is not old, but is it quite deep to nourish the spirit and the city government?" The fireman looked at him and said, "In time, your future will definitely be unlimited, but now, hehe... draw your sword!"

The hidden figure disappeared, and then strangely appeared behind the fire people.

The fire people never thought that the speed of Fengyin would be so fast and hurriedly stabbed behind the sword.

"Dingdang..." With a sound, the wind hid on the sword of the fire people, quickly turned to the front of the fire people with this power, hit his arms fiercely, and then the long sword on the right side of his body strangely stabbed the throat of the fire people with its back. The long sword of the fire clan was still behind him, and he didn't care about collecting the sword and retreated quickly.

Unfortunately, his speed was far less than that of the wind, and his throat was pierced in an instant before he took a step.

Indifferently pulled the sword out of the throat of the fire clan and put it back into the scabbard. Fengyin tore off a piece of clothing and wrapped up the bleeding wound on his back to his left waist. Without looking at the bodies of the fire people on the ground, he quickly walked towards the group of the wind clan.

"The sword in the back!" An old man of the Feng clan looked at Feng Yin with complicated eyes: "What a fast speed, what a fast sword, what a cruel heart!"

Returning to the Feng clan, Fengyin, who contributed the most and had the highest status this time, sat in the position of one of the four halls of the Feng clan. Everyone in the movie hall was disobedient, and they also saw this battle.

Of course, many people of the Feng clan are secretly dissatisfied. Such a rapid climbing speed is unprecedented, but they dare not provoke openly, because the hot-blooded young people in the hall all take Fengyin as their idols. They enthusiastically supported and defended this outstanding teenager who was the same age as them.

The wind clan lost one of the four halls this time, and naturally felt very angry. Although the four halls are only one of the most important entrances on the periphery of the Feng clan, they are not very important relative to the internal core. But the fire clan has basically fallen into a second-rate force, but you dare to be so arrogant. It's unbearable. Hey hey, I'm making an excuse that I can't touch you, so I'll send it to the door obediently?

At present, the wind clan informed the Lin clan that the aquarium was ready to take action against the fire clan again and share the cake.

The aquarium and the forest did not send troops and are still digesting the previous results, but promised to remain neutral.

The wind clan, who can enjoy this big cake alone without worries, became more and more happy and complacent. After a day of mobilization, they launched a fierce offensive against the fire clan.

The whole vast town fell into a bloody storm again.

The wind clan concentrated on conquering several industries of the fire clan, including the most important economic sources of the fire clan. Of course, under the desperate defense of the fire clan, the wind clan took this fat meat at the cost of hurting the enemy 1,000 and losing 800.

But this is obviously very cost-effective. The wind clan is becoming more and more ambitious.

Among them, the movie hall in the four outer halls performed the most, and they took a big piece of fat meat alone. And the other pieces of big fat meat, shape, trace, trace three hall joint efforts to take one piece, and the rest are taken from the core of the inner hall.

After these hard battles, the fire clan is getting more and more shaky, like the remnant candle in the wind, as if it will be extinguished as soon as it is blown by the wind. And the offensive of the Feng clan is becoming more and more fierce, but I don't know when it will press the last straw.

It is September 20, Yonghe 998.

After these days of fierce battles, the whole vast town exudes a strong bloody atmosphere.

After a night's rest and replenishment of troops, the wind clan adjusted its combat policy. They set up most of their troops on the road to the Feng clan. Seeing that the big cake of the Huo clan was about to be taken down, and the Lin clan and the Shui clan would never allow the wind clan to digest this big cake comfortably, and then jumped up and became the only one in the vast town.

A long time ago, the spy of the Feng clan noticed the abnormal transfer of troops from the forest aquarium at dusk yesterday.

The defense of his old nest could not be drained, and the patriarch of the Feng clan quietly rushed to the Huo clan with the most elite combat power of the Feng clan.

The strength of the fire clan has long been consumed. At this time, large-scale attacks will only increase casualties. It is best to carry out beheading operations while the personnel are not well-defended.

However, when the Feng patriarch first entered the fire compound, he felt a little bad. Carefully walked forward for dozens of meters. The patriarch of the Feng clan changed his face and decisively ordered the elites to break out.

But it was too late, and a domineering momentum overwhelmed them and directly pressed them to the ground. Then they watched the fire ants, who had been extremely weak in the past, cut off their heads.

However, Xu Wei, who rushed to Tianxing City, finally returned. And it brings one of the most powerful combat power in Cangzang Town - a swordsman!

The war has finally gone out again.