Yu Wenfa's words made the martial artists who came with Lin Feng all glance at each other, as if they were waiting for their answers, after all, this is a desperate matter, and it can't solve the problem just by a moment's enthusiasm.

However, Lin Feng's eyes were always staring at the Holy Blood Spring in front of him, and he felt that in that boiling blood spring, there was a huge amount of energy, as long as he went up and took a sip, his cultivation would be able to improve a lot.

Seeing that everyone didn't answer themselves, Yuwen Fa suddenly felt that his face was a little unbearable, after all, he was the eldest prince of Shang Mingguo, and what he said should be as majestic as His Majesty Yuwen Shangqing, but these warriors didn't seem to be very birdie.

"Everyone, don't you really want to wait for these outsiders to take away our treasure spring, and then improve the cultivation of their country's martial artists, and kill our Shangming Kingdom in one fell swoop, robbing our women and killing our brothers and compatriots. Since the lure failed, Yu Wenfa began to play the love card.

Unexpectedly, this trick really worked, although most of the martial artists are single, but people can not jump out of the stone without a family, so Yuwen Fa's words still made everyone react a little, and some have begun to touch the sword, ready to help Yu Wenfa fight.

"That's right, what the Great Prince said is right, if these people from outside the territory are allowed to obtain the Holy Blood Spring, where can our warriors of Shangming Kingdom still have a foothold. In the crowd, a cry of support for Yu Wenhua suddenly sounded.

Everyone followed the sound and looked at it, and found that it was none other than Lin Feng who said this.

As Lin Feng, who had just fought a big battle with the earth demon and absorbed the power of a lot of martial artists, he still had a certain weight in speaking among these martial artists, after all, when he had just killed the earth demon, Lin Feng had a lot of strength alone.

As soon as Lin Feng said this, there were more martial artists who immediately responded, and everyone picked up their weapons, looking at the Blood Goshawk and the others, as if as long as Yu Wenfa gave an order, they would go up and fight hard.

Lin Feng glanced at the people who were all ready, but he didn't have much excitement in his heart, he really thought that he would be so concerned about Shang Mingguo's affairs, but just now the Blood Goshawk said that he was going to kill himself, he was just using the power of these martial artists to be a shield, and more importantly, as soon as the battle started, he would take the opportunity to seize the Holy Blood Spring first.

Everyone is about to get ready to go, as long as Yu Wenfa gives an order, it is estimated that a large number of martial artists here will immediately rush forward and fight with the blood goshawk, a few foreign warriors, after all, in everyone's heart, there will still be a little bit of patriotism.

For Lin Feng, Yuwen Efar also took a few more looks, and showed a smile, a martial artist like Lin Feng who is powerful and can be a human being, cultivate it well, it will be a big help in the next prince competition.

This Shang Mingguang is different, the older prince may not be able to become the prince, if he wants to be the prince, it depends on the competition in all aspects, and who supports more people to win, so in Shang Mingguo, every emperor is a carefully selected talent, and the martial arts are extremely powerful.

"Hmph, just with you miscellaneous pieces, you also want Uncle Ben's life, let me send you to the West Heaven today!"

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Their faces were filled with anger at once.

"Kill them for me!" the Blood Goshawk shouted angrily, waved his big hand, and commanded the few people behind him.

Those few subordinates heard the order of the blood goshawk, took the weapons in their hands, and rushed over, not to mention anything else, now they are all masters of the Xuanjiang Ninefold, and they are not afraid of Lin Feng and these people at all, at a glance, Lin Feng and these people all look a little tired, and their cultivation has not yet recovered, and it is still easy to solve them.

"Keng!" The distance between the two sides was not very far, and several of the Blood Goshawk's subordinates quickly rushed to the front, raised the weapons in their hands, and slashed towards Lin Feng and the others.

Although the Blood Goshawk's subordinates are powerful, the forty or fifty warriors who appeared behind still have a great advantage in terms of numbers, and as soon as the two sides fought, they quickly divided into several batches and besieged the Blood Goshawk's men.

On the side of the blood goshawk, he and the Jiude monk were left without making a move, and they were all staring at the Holy Blood Spring not far away, and on the other side, they had to guard against the playboy and Dugu Yidao, neither of them were idle people.

Lin Feng still didn't make a move on the side, he felt that the aura in his body had already declined, he was afraid that he would not be able to pass many levels, and his strength, which he had finally improved, was about to fall below the Xuan General.

"No matter, let's get the Holy Blood Spring first!" Lin Feng secretly made up his mind in his heart.

"Whoosh!" Lin Feng's aura was running in his body, and he turned around and quickly flew out of the air, slashing a glimpse in mid-air, heading straight for the Holy Blood Spring not far away.

It was too late, it was fast, Lin Feng's body had just moved, and when he was still some distance away from the Holy Blood Spring, another figure flew over from a distance, and directly kicked out a kick, kicking Lin Feng's body and kicking Lin Feng away.

After being kicked, Lin Feng fell to the ground in a flash, and took a few steps back before he slowly stood up, looking at the person who kicked him a little out of breath.

"Little donor, don't be so anxious, you want this holy blood spring, but you have to pay the price! Amitabha!" After kicking Lin Feng away, the Jiude monk called a Buddha and said amiably,

If he hadn't known that this Nine Virtues Monk was a scum who colluded with foreign martial artists to plot his own country's things, Lin Feng really wouldn't have recognized the true nature of this Nine Virtues Monk at a glance.

"Hmph, you traitor, what qualifications do you have to talk to me here again, if you want to fight, come on!" Lin Feng was furious, and he was not afraid of the Jiude monk.

He knew that as long as the Jiude monk did it with him, there would be only one blood goshawk left, and he would not be able to resist the dandy and Dugu, and they would definitely suffer at that time.

Being provoked by Lin Feng, the Jiude monk was still a little angry at first, and he was about to go and fight Lin Feng, but he soon understood that this was Lin Feng's agitation method.

Smiling, the Jiude monk said: "Hehe, you want me to do it with you, and then let the playboy and Dugu fight for this holy blood fountain first, I tell you, there is no door." ”

Lin Feng shrugged helplessly on the side and said, "Then since that's the case, then I'll go and take out the Holy Blood Spring first, haha." "Saying that, Lin Feng is really not afraid of death, in front of it

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With so many faces, they slowly walked towards the Blood Fountain of Pilgrimage.

"Shaft, look for death, how can this be the first thing you get!" Suddenly, a loud explosion in the sky, an angry shout, came from not far away.

The blood goshawk in a blood-red robe jumped up, jumped into the air, slammed out a palm, and blasted towards Lin Feng, and the blood-red light directly came out of his palm and blasted towards Lin Feng.

"Big Dream Footwork!" Lin Feng hurriedly moved physically and mentally, and the Big Dream Footwork was formed in his heart, and the whole person flashed quickly, and he went from here to the distance, leaving only a faint phantory shadow.

"Boom!" The red light didn't hit Lin Feng, but instead knocked down a big tree not far away, collapsing and shattering in all directions.

"It's so dangerous!" Lin Feng was a little anxious to congratulate himself on his good luck, if he hadn't flashed fast, he was afraid that he would have been hit by this blow, and the attack of the Xuanjiang Ninefold Master was not a joke.

The blood goshawk didn't hit Lin Feng with a blow, and without saying a word, he blasted out another palm and hit Lin Feng, the palm wind was fierce, the speed was extremely fast, and wherever the palm wind passed, a strong wind swept away.

Lin Feng frowned, and shouted in his heart, "Again!"

This time the speed was even faster than last time, Lin Feng had to use the aura of his whole body, the big dream footwork was running to the extreme, the figure flashed quickly, several afterimages flashed in a row, and the whole person dodged left and right, dodging this blow.

"Boom!" didn't hit Lin Feng, the blow of the blood goshawk swept up a lot of trees and land, making this mountain forest a mess.

In another place, the Blood Goshawk's subordinates who fought with forty or fifty martial artists gradually gained the upper hand, after all, they were all Xuan General Ninefold martial artists, and it was still very easy to deal with some martial artists who had given Lin Feng all their aura before.

"Boom!" Between the mountains and forests, this huge sound resounded everywhere, and many warriors were constantly wailing, and everyone was working hard between killings.

Finally, the playboy Dugu who was watching coldly from the side couldn't stand it anymore, and the two of them shot at the same time, turning into a rapid impact of light, passing through the blood fountain of pilgrimage in place.

They don't have any real patriotism, it's just that the Blood Goshawk and others had to compete with them for the Holy Blood Fountain before, so they had to fight with them, and they just rested and recovered a lot of strength, and now they are finally going to strike again.

The Xuan Soldier in the hand of the playboy continued to swing rapidly, and everywhere he went, there was a constant rumbling sound, and the red sword qi of the sword was gushing out from his red Xuan Soldier Sword, and everything around was killed by his sword qi.

And Dugu Yidao didn't make a move, he just went to the Holy Blood Spring, he didn't care about everything around him, and he only thought about the Holy Blood Spring in his heart.

"If you want to get the Holy Blood Spring, you asked us first!" the Blood Goshawk jumped over from nowhere, blocking in front of Dugu Yidao.

Dugu Yidao is a martial artist who has no cultivation, all his strength is relying on a broken knife in his arms, how strong the sword intent is, how high his cultivation is.

For such an opponent, the blood goshawk did not dare to be careless, and he almost suffered a loss in the hands of Dugu Yidao before.

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