Chapter 113 Top 6

A smile bloomed on his face, but soon the smile condensed on his face. The face that had not faded was instantly full of horror and other expressions.

A pervasive momentum pressed him fiercely. Lin Feng turned his neck with difficulty and finally found that the previously dull [soul-eating worm] had regained its vitality and become flexible.

Unlike before, their movements are neat and uniform. They moved slowly towards Lin Feng step by step. Although the individual's small steps were light, the pace of tens of thousands of [soul-eating insects] resounded all over the world.

Their momentum was also adjusted to a frequency by the inexplicable fluctuation, and instantly grew up and pressed on Lin Feng fiercely. Lin Feng felt that he was not moving at all now, and the golden sword has completely become a joke.

A huge suction suddenly had a fierce effect on Lin Feng's body, but the suction of [soul-eating insects] also combined, comparable to the attraction of the black hole of Lin Fengqihai.

"Damn it!" Lin Feng trebled his lips and looked at the crisis that could rush out close at hand, and an ugly smile appeared on his face. He reluctantly kept his body and stood without falling down. The broken sword struggled to block the top of his head, and the golden sword like the autumn wind came out unreservedly, resisting the irresistible huge suction.

"Damn fantasy, where on earth have you seen this damn bug!" Lin Feng cursed repeatedly in his heart: "Why didn't these damn bugs devour you at that time, so that you wouldn't harm me?"

Feeling that one-third of his consciousness disappeared in an instant, Lin Feng's mind turned around. It must not go on like this. He must find the weakness of this damn soul-eating array, otherwise he will definitely die!

His eyes flowed, and Lin Feng struggled to support his body and looked at the soul-eating array. Feeling his rapidly disappearing consciousness, he couldn't help sweating on his forehead, and his heart became more and more impatient and violent.

Where is it? Where is it? Where the hell is it?" Lin Feng's eyes were like electricity, searching quickly.

moving his body with difficulty, Lin Feng's eyes flashed over an unusual guy.

A guy with an obviously tall body and an obviously deep and complex pattern jumped into the eyes of Lin Feng. He looked at the [soul-eating worm] and moved his body left and right with difficulty. Sure enough, the guy's body also followed his movements.

After the action of the [soul-eating insect], the rest of the [soul-eating insect] began to do the same action.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Lin Feng's heart jumped and moved his body towards the guy quietly. His mind flew around: It seems that this guy is the king of this group of [soul-eating insects]. These [soul-eating insects] should not have any intelligence when forming the soul-eating array, relying on the command of this damn guy.

The [Soul-eating Worm King] is not a fool, and Lin Feng, who is getting closer and closer, also quickly became alert. The commander of the heavy [soul-eating insects] formed a pile of protection in front of himself, and his attack became stronger and stronger.

Lin Feng is more and more sure that it is this guy. As long as this damn [Soul-eating Worm King] is done, [Soul-eating Worm] will have a few seconds of free without any attack power, which is the opportunity for him to survive.

The sword rolled, and Lin Feng gritted his teeth and stabbed his divine consciousness to the autumn wind fiercely towards the [Soul-eating Worm King]. I don't know how many obstacles [soul-eating insects] have crossed, and Lin Feng finally stood in front of the [soul-eating insects king] with a smile on his face.

"Go to hell!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth and shouted, and did not hesitate to stab all his swordsmanship on the body of the [Soul-eating Worm King].

"Dong!" After a loud noise, Lin Feng was thrown away fiercely by the explosive sword spirit and fell far away from the [Soul-eating Worm] army.

Just as Lin Feng's divine sword stabbed [King of Soul Eater] fiercely, [King of Soul Eater] was also anxious. It dropped all the power of [Soul Eater] in front of him in an instant, and then there was a shocking loud noise. The [Soul-eating Worm King], who was in the middle of the two forces, was torn into pieces all over the sky in an instant.

Lin Feng coughed in pain and almost couldn't feel his consciousness, but he still laughed happily. Looking up at the deep black sky above his head, his crazy voice spread far away: "Aren't you a cow? Don't you have thousands of little brothers in front of you? Wasn't it the same thing that was killed by the young master?! Hahaha..."

The black sky suddenly produced a huge suction. Lin Feng was shocked and even forgot his proud smile. As soon as he wanted to resist a few times, he was sucked in fiercely.

"Congratulations, the first successful trial of the demon world scene." Just as Lin Feng closed his eyes nervously and waited to die, the familiar and hateful voice came to his ears.

"Go to hell!" Looking at the illusion of a hippie smile, Lin Feng scratched his heart and said angrily.

"Hmm, a good dog doesn't respect people! The dog bites the guy who doesn't know the good heart!" Huan's face was angry, and he stared at Lin Feng and began to chatter: "I took my hard-won vitality, used countless precious materials, and spent so much effort to make such a demon scene. For what? It's not for you to improve your divine control as soon as possible, but also for the safety and smoothness of your future trip to the demon world. You...you, you! You didn't even say thank you. That's all. You still let me die. What's your attitude?! Do you want to kill me and make me sad until you die? Have you treated your benefactor like this?!

"Thank you, no." Lin Feng looked contemptuous: "Don't put so many high hats on yourself. You know what you are thinking better than anyone else. Besides, why don't I want to go to the damn dark Laush's demon world?!"

"This is all the arrangement of fate. This is a necessary result of rolling the irresistible wheels of history..."

"Thank you, I don't need it!" Lin Feng interrupted the fantastic chatter and then quickly withdrew from the sea of knowledge.

"You..." looked at Lin Feng, who disappeared in an instant, and felt very wronged.

"Wow!" Feeling his still painful consciousness, Lin Feng stamped his feet angrily: "Damn illusion, hateful illusion, if I enter that haunted house-like demon scene again in the future, I... I will write Lin characters in reverse!"

Well, forgive this child, he is really mad.

After a while of sulking, Lin Feng sat down and honestly recovered his consciousness. Without Jianyuan, he no longer has divine consciousness, and he is really a little lamb slaughtered by others. He really doesn't have to go to tomorrow's game.

On October 24, 998, the five-year-old Lin clan finally began.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and took Xiaohui to the martial arts arena. However, the remaining 11 people have arrived a long time ago. His eyes secretly glanced at Lin Menger. Seeing that Lin Menger looked as usual, he sighed in his heart and didn't know what she was thinking.

As usual, it was the old man's nonsense and announced the candidate after everyone was impatient to boo.

Lin Jian vs. Lin Hu, Lin Menger vs. Lin Long, Lin Feng vs. Lin Qingqing, Lin Qingming vs. Lin Chen, Lin Shan vs. Lin He, Lin Lianhua vs. Lin Hai.

The extra arena has been removed, and now there are only six lonely arenas left on the huge martial arts arena.

Six games were played at the same time, and Lin Feng is now in the No. 3 ring. The one in the ring is Lin Jian and Lin Hu.

Standing on the ring with Xiaohui, Lin Feng greeted Xiaohui to prepare for attack.

Lin Qing is a taciturn guy, but taciturn does not mean that he is a fool. He quietly stared at Xiaohui on Lin Feng's shoulder and then looked at the referee.

"There is no rule that spirit beasts are not allowed in battle, which is not illegal." The referee explained.

Lin Feng's expression suddenly became complacent, and the people under the ring began to sigh.

"This Lin Fengguo is really shameless! There is nothing to do to win the battle! First, he invented and created an obscene, despicable and shameless flesh-fighting flow, and now I don't know where to get a fighting spirit beast. Tut, except for the amazing sword on the stage, I don't know what strength this guy has at all. Well, it's good to have more money."

"That is, because I don't know how to restore the first order supplier of the Lin nationality, I don't use the Lin nationality's money as money. Hey... But this spirit beast battle flow is not a means used by those rich prodigal. When did this guy learn it?

"This is to learn from the good, and learn from the bad. The so-called those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black." A fat-headed uncle shook his head and dragged the article, showing off the poor ink in his stomach.

Listening to the following discussions, Lin Feng was extremely wronged. What bad things did he do? Why is he a Lai? Why is he close to the Mexican? If it hadn't been for Jianyuan, would I have dug my mind to use the side door to win?

Looking sadly at Lin Qing standing opposite him, Lin Feng thought sadly and indignantly, really envy you people with swords!

However, he saw that Lin Qing had been holding the sword in his hand for a long time, and his momentum was as calm as a mountain and motionless as an abyss, quietly fixed on his body.

"Surely, there is no coke who can reach the top 12!" Looking at Lin Qing, who was extremely calm, Lin Feng sighed secretly.

"Start!" Under the referee's order, Lin Qing rushed towards him fiercely.

Sure enough, he is not an easy person. Seeing Lin Feng's previous games, he quickly grasped Lin Feng's weakness and wanted to defeat Lin Feng fiercely with a thunderous force and decide the winner in one move.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the shamelessness of Lin Feng and the speed of Xiaohui. As soon as he rushed out, Xiaohui rushed to his face like lightning. At the same time, Lin Feng also quickly lost several packages around Lin Qing.

Lin Qing's heart was stunned and knew that he was still a step slower after all. The fast sword dance drove Xiaohui away, but Xiaohui had already bypassed his long sword and rushed to his neck.

He carried the swordsman all over his body, and his fists also hurriedly smashed the small ashes around his neck. However, Xiaohui's speed was so fast that Lin Qing spread his hair.

Feeling the hot wound on her face, Lin Qing was not in a hurry. Running Jianyuan protected his whole body. He directly ignored Xiaohui, who was fast but had insufficient attack power, and strode to Lin Feng.

Quickly swept through the packages everywhere under his feet, Lin Qingyun's sword like the wind.

"Look at the itchy powder!" Lin Feng was not in a hurry. Seeing Lin Qing flying quickly, he stretched out his hand and threw a brown paper bag straight at Lin Qing's long sword.

Lin Qing's face remained unchanged, and the sword quickly tore the paper bag into powder, and the inexplicable and unknown powder in it was quickly swept away by the sword wind. He kept walking, and his speed increased a little more, rushing towards Lin Feng.

The people below saw the powder rushing towards them, and heard Lin Feng shouting that the itching powder was scattered everywhere, in a mess.

Who knew that the corners of Lin Feng's mouth smiled evilly, and several paper balls were thrown at Lin Qing's feet quickly. Lin Qing's long sword hurriedly moved down and saw Lin Feng's sinisterness. Naturally, he did not dare to ignore anything thrown by Lin Feng.

Then he was miserable. Two or three paper bags were thrown to the top of his head as his sword went down, and were held in his arms by a high jumping gray shadow.

"Try it again!" Lin Feng had a gentle smile, but his eyes were extremely cold, which made people chill when he saw it.

Lin Qingguo really didn't dare to move. His afterglow had seen Xiaohui happily tos something on his shoulder.

"Con admit defeat, it's good for everyone." Lin Feng's miserable and compassionate master was lonely.

"Good." Lin Qingguo is really obedient. Anyway, he can't change the result. After watching several dead guys who were tortured by him for not listening to Lin Feng's words, as a smart person, naturally he doesn't want to suffer more. So he turned around neatly and walked to the edge of the ring.

"You are really an unusual and sinister guy." Lin Qing looked at him and smiled: "Lin Qing took part in today's World War, but he is still unconvinced. I hope you can make Lin Qing really convinced in the future battles."

"I will." Lin Feng watched Lin Qing jump off the ring and waved his hand to call Xiaohui back.

He reached out to take the paper bag held by Xiaohui. He gently opened it, fed a piece of Xiaohui, carefully pinched it and put it in his mouth, and said, "Furong brand sweet cake is really sweet!"

The eyes below looked at him more and more strange, and then retreated a few steps tacitly.

Looking at the empty space of the boss around the ring, Lin Feng curled his lips disdainfully and lost another piece of sweet cake in the air. After enjoying it, he sighed, "Master, it's really lonely! Lonely as snow!"