Everyone's tense minds relaxed, the west mad battle could not be Lin Feng, he was injured, even if he continued to compare, it would be a loss.

Simon grinned cold-bloodedly: "Why not?"

"Okay, go ahead, you won't be able to hold a sword in the future, but don't blame me. After this battle, Lin Feng already had absolute confidence to defeat him, the so-called Western Madness, which was an unattainable existence in the eyes of ordinary people, in his opinion, was no longer a threat.

The Five Elements Pill is in hand, and the heaven-level is also a dog!

Lin Feng, who was excited, almost shouted this slogan.

"Slow, I want to clear the field!" Ximen suddenly made a request in cold blood: "Except for you and me, only Lu Zhendong can be left alone." ”

"Why? You are a loser now, and the loser has no right to put forward conditions!" Lin Feng sneered.

Simon said in a cold-blooded voice: "My move, just one move, if you win, I will agree to any conditions!"

"Oh, that's kind of interesting...... Lin Feng groaned slightly, nodded in agreement: "Okay, everyone avoids it." ”

Although they were reluctant, everyone still listened to Lin Feng's words and returned to the living room one after another, including Jiang Zhulian and others, who also avoided it for the time being.

In the courtyard, only Ximen Coldblood, Lin Feng, and Lu Zhendong were left.

"Why do you want to clear the field?" Lu Zhendong was puzzled, Ximen's cold-blooded move made people unable to figure out his thoughts.

"Hehe, everyone who saw this trick is dead, and I don't want anyone to know about it. You are the sword bearer, the most impartial, and you will not leak secrets. Simon held his sword in cold blood, bowed his head and smiled, his face full of evil spirit.

"Ximen, you are very confident!" Lin Feng smiled: "What if you lose?"

"I can't lose!" Simon's cold-blooded eyes suddenly revealed a hideous color, and his eyes became very crazy, as if ink was about to drip out of his eyes!

Lin Feng shook his head, "Don't talk too much, you lost just now, so let's do it, if you lose to me, change your name and call Ximen Qing." ”

Humiliated by this terrier again, Simon's cold-blooded eyes were fierce, and he pointed his sword at him and shouted: "If I lose to you, I will call you Master!"

"Master, Senior Lu, listen, you will soon have an apprentice!"

Lu Zhendong shook his head and smiled bitterly, he can force the west crazy to this point, this kid really has a hand!

"Prepare to take it!" Ximen changed his hand in cold blood, and changed to holding the sword in his right hand, the blood drinking sword slowly slid over his left arm, and the blood flowing on his arm was actually absorbed onto the sword, and the blood drinking sword seemed to come to life, and let out a slight tremble!

Lin Feng's eyes changed greatly, and Lu Zhendong also nervously clenched the handrail, his eyes were shocked!

The scene in front of him reminded him of the tragic battle back then, and realized Ximen's cold-blooded true reliance!

The Blood Drinking Sword is not an ordinary sword! This sword really drinks blood! More likely...... It's a magic sword!

Simon raised his head coldly, facing the heavy rain in the sky, letting his face be washed by the rain, his hands and arms were shaking, his body was like sifting chaff, and the bones in his body seemed to fall apart at any time. But the red glow of the Blood Drinking Sword became more and more prosperous, and the thick bloody aura was released, which was stimulated by the rain and filled the air, making Lin Feng feel like facing a pool of plasma, and tasted a strong sense of suffocation!

But this move also made Lin Feng aware of his weakness, the blood drinking sword to absorb the vitality in the blood, it was a great loss of life for Ximen Coldblood, and he couldn't hold on for long!

This move must be used against the enemy, when fighting, drink the enemy's blood, strengthen the sword, and then become more and more courageous, invincible in the bloody killing, but now, Simon cold-blooded can only let the evil sword drink his own blood, this is drinking to quench his thirst!

"Peng-" 100,000 water droplets exploded in an instant, and Simon held his sword in both hands in cold blood, and swept wildly!

The blood-red sword qi like Changhong broke through the spatial distance, and the sword light skyrocketed tenfold, slashing in an instant!

Blood fills his eyes!

"Woo!" The bloody sword aura swept in, the air was torn, and in an instant, the terrifying effect of spatial fracture was slashed!

This type of attack fell in Lin Feng's sight, and the Heavenly Frost Sword suddenly shone white, and the endless sword blossoms were like ten thousand pear blossoms blooming on the branches, facing the blood, crackling and constantly roaring.

Lin Feng's feet continued to move and change positions, and the speed of his body transformation and movement reached the limit, leaving only an afterimage, facing the opponent's sword qi, adopting a multi-point encirclement and annihilation strategy, like a group of wolves fighting tigers, and playing the effect of ten thousand swords at once.

Under his full resistance, the attack of the Blood Drinking Sword slowly stopped, and Ximen roared in cold blood and roared wildly, swinging a sword again!

This second sword is far less powerful than the first sword.

With the same move, Lin Feng used the same tactics to resolve it again!

The Heavenly Frost Sword bloomed all over the sky, entwined with the blood, and the sword qi was boiling, and the sonorous sound was endless.

Simon saw that he couldn't win like this, and with a wild scream, the blade of the sword slashed across his left arm again, like a beast, and the sword slashed and killed, rolling up a ball of bloody light.

Lin Feng killed head-on, the two collided violently, the tearing sound of the sword qi roared like a ghost's howl, the floor tiles under the feet of both sides continued to crumble, and the terrifying sword marks cut out cracks several feet long, and then became muddy again!

"Click!"

The two swords intertwined and collided together, crisscrossing each other, and a sharp sword aura vibrated to both sides!

During the battle, the sword qi had already shredded the clothes of the two, and Simon's cold-blooded long hair danced wildly, his face was hideous, covered in blood and mud, and only half of the tie around his neck was left.

Lin Feng had strips of rags hanging on his body, and his face was covered with sword qi scratches, this was destined to be a fierce battle that would not stop until he was hoarse.

The two are facing each other at this moment, holding their swords and gritting their teeth to look at each other, about to exhaust their last strength.

"Say a good move, how many tricks have you TM?"

"You're amazing...... But I haven't lost yet!" Ximen suddenly bit his tongue hard in cold blood, opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, spraying it on the blood drinking sword!

"Damn! it's really the West Crazy!" Lin Feng scolded Ximen for being a cold-blooded madman, and quickly retreated to avoid his blood.

"Stop!" Lu Zhendong, who had been silently watching the battle, shouted in a deep voice: "Ximen is cold-blooded, you have already lost, why gamble your life again!"

In order to win the opponent, Ximen was cold-blooded and did not hesitate to sacrifice his own life, he would rather vomit blood than fight to the end, which made Lu Zhendong have to intervene.

If you continue to fight, the consequences will inevitably be that both sides will lose!

"I didn't lose! No!" Ximen shook his long bloody hair in cold blood, jumped into the air, and a blood-colored sword light slashed towards Lin Feng like a full moon!

Phew!

The sword qi cut into the earth, and the earth rose from both sides!

Lin Feng flew over, roared angrily, and killed with a sword, slashing with a thunderbolt, and eighteen sword shadows pierced Changhong, pulling out one afterimage after another in mid-air!

"Dangdangdang......"

The continuous sound of sword strikes made Ximen's cold-blooded eyes tear apart, tired of coping, constantly blocking, and his hands kept trembling, to the point of running out of oil and running out!

With a sudden twist under his feet, the blood-drinking sword was thrown out of his hand, Ximen's cold-blooded face was cold, and the cold sword blade had reached his neck!