Chapter 62: The Art of Bloodshed
"Seeing that you have good talents, as long as you kneel on the ground and become my disciple, I will not blame you for tonight's events, and I can teach you everything I have learned in my life, how about it?"
Lin Feng smiled: "You don't have this qualification yet!"
"Okay, then let's die!"
Cangshan Old Ancestor shouted, only to see that his body immediately skyrocketed, and he was more than two meters tall, full of muscles, and had unlimited strength.
"Boy, you are still the second person I have been living in seclusion here for thirty years to force me to use my whole body, in this state I can reach the peak state of the Martial Sect, it is your honor to die under my hands!"
As he spoke, Cangshan Ancestor killed him again.
This time his strength and speed were several times faster than before, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
Lin Feng must be dead this time.
Not only can the blood demon increase his strength, when his fist falls on him, the blood demon will also fall on his body, and then it will be his time of death.
Lin Feng still raised his hand slightly, but this time he stretched out a finger.
"Megalomaniacal ......"
Cangshan Ancestor was very angry, and he swore that he would kill Lin Feng.
But just when he came to Lin Feng's side, a strange scene happened.
His punch full of 10,000 jin of strength was directly blocked by Lin Feng, and it was only a finger.
How is this possible?
"You ......"
Lin Feng pointed forward, directly penetrating Cangshan Ancestor's chest.
"Haha, do you think I'm going to die like this? It's you who die, bloody, ...... moving"
Then, a hideous smile appeared on Cangshan Old Ancestor's face, and the black bugs in his body began to frantically gather towards Lin Feng.
The blood in the blood pool also flew out immediately, and instantly surrounded Lin Feng, dense and very infiltrating.
"Haha, I said just now, as long as the blood is not extinguished, I will not die, you will become my nourishment after all, die!"
However, Cangshan Ancestor's smile didn't last for a few seconds, and he felt that something was wrong.
If it was according to the speed of the blood demon, he should have absorbed Lin Feng's body to give back to himself by now, why didn't he feel any energy?
"Have you had enough?"
At this time, Lin Feng's voice came, and Cangshan Ancestor was completely shocked: "You are still alive?
"It's just an evil art that doesn't fall into the stream, you better die!"