This is a tragic decisive battle,

Stumps and broken wrists flew around, shouts of killing echoed in the sky, and the sky was full of crimson blood, some enemies, some own.

Everyone was red-eyed, no one on either side of the enemy took a half step back, and they all had only one belief in their hearts, that is, to kill and slaughter the enemy in front of them until the last drop of blood on their bodies was exhausted, and then they fell unwillingly.

Ling Zifeng held the Soul Devouring Sword in his hand, and used all his killing moves, and the corpses of a dozen cyclops were piled up around him, like a small hillside.

Airplanes!

A huge axe struck in the air, Ling Zifeng lowered his head and turned around, letting go of the axe that had been chopped off at the moment, and his crimson eyes stared coldly at the three cyclops who surrounded him.

"If you can't fight alone, you're ready to work together!"

Ling Zifeng smiled coldly, hooked his fingers indifferently, and the expression of blood flowing on his face looked extremely hideous at the moment.

"Kill!"

In response to him, the ferocious roar of the three cyclops, and Ling Zifeng's contempt, aroused the violent killing intent in their hearts, and it was difficult to calm the hatred in their hearts if they didn't kill Ling Zifeng.

"Good time!"

Ling Zifeng shouted, the Soul Devouring Sword in his hand danced loudly, and the blood-red sword light blocked all the giant axes of the three of them, but the huge anti-shock force shook his mouth for a while.

"It's such a powerful force, I'm afraid these guys have the power of a thousand catties at will, even if the Terran Heavenly Extreme Realm martial artist pushes his strength to the extreme, it's just that. ”

Ling Zifeng's eyes were fixed on the three guys, and all three of them had a strange pattern carved on their arms, which was different from the pattern on the ordinary cyclops.

"It seems that these three guys still have some status among the cyclops, and they can attract the three of them to join forces to kill me, could it be that the people I killed just now were all their men, which made them want to take revenge. ”

Ling Zifeng's mind was racing, I'm afraid only this explanation is more reasonable, look at these three guys' undying posture, they really killed their subordinates and made them feel painful.

"Humph!"

"If you want to kill me, then you have to see if you have enough weight, the ethereal sword, the sword is like the wind, and there is no trace of a thousand mountains with a sword. ”

Ling Zifeng snorted coldly, the long sword turned into blood-colored sword qi, and hundreds of sword lights were divided into three ways to attack the enemy in front of him, each sword light was like an entity, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

However, the three cyclops did not panic, raised the giant axe in their hands, and smashed the attacking sword qi to pieces, without giving them any injuries at all.

"It's too weak!"

One of the cyclops, who split his blood-red mouth, spit out words that were extremely sarcastic, seemed to be very disappointed in Ling Zifeng's strength.

"Really!"

Ling Zifeng lowered his head and smiled indifferently, and his figure suddenly turned into a gust of wind and dissipated.

"What's going on?"

The eyes of the three cyclops were wide open, and they couldn't figure out how Ling Zifeng had weathered so well, and disappeared without a trace, they attacked just now, but they didn't hit Ling Zifeng at all.

Shout!

The three of them were thinking clearly, but there was a cold sound of breaking the air from behind, and the three of them were shocked, and they didn't think about throwing up the giant axe in their hands and smashing it behind them.

No matter who the person behind it is, even if it is their own people, they can't take care of it so much, otherwise they may be the ones who die.

Laugh at......

It was the cracking sound of the long sword cutting through the bones of the throat, and the three cyclops fell unwillingly with a pair of big copper bell eyes.

After all, they were slow, they ate the loss of being huge and too bulky, and they didn't expect Ling Zifeng's degree to be so fast, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake with the naked eye.

"Unwilling!"

The three bucket-sized heads rolled around on the ground, and they didn't understand until they died, how did Ling Zifeng do it, the person had disappeared, but the afterimage was actually in place like a real person, and the realistic demeanor and words couldn't see the slightest loophole at all.

"Hmph! Death under this trick is not unjust. ”

Ling Zifeng smiled coldly and kicked the head in front of him far away, but as soon as he raised his foot, he felt a cold wind coming from the back of his head.

"Not good!"

Ling Zifeng secretly shouted, quickly dodged in place, retreated, rolled, and made a series of movements dazzling.

Bang!

The huge axe slashed into the air, and the wide blade of the axe cut a complete crack in the earth, which frightened Ling Zifeng into a cold sweat.

But before he could come to his senses, a huge shadow hung over his head.

It was a foot, the big foot of a cyclops, that seemed intent on stomping him into flesh with one kick.

"Go away!"

A clear shout sounded, and I saw a figure covered in blood suddenly appear, pushing Ling Zifeng out, and she herself was trampled under the feet of the cyclops.

This is a middle-aged woman, he still has huge scars on his chest, and the liver in his body is exposed, which should have been scratched by a giant axe.

"Why did you save me?"

Ling Zifeng half fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he just looked at the middle-aged woman who was trampled on the ground, only revealing a head, with an empty and hideous expression.

In this Shura killing field, people are not sure of self-preservation, why should they give up their lives to save a person who has nothing to do with them.

Even if they stand on the same path, but no one wants to die, the more they struggle in such a human purgatory, the more people don't want to die, and they are afraid of death, so they can only let others die, this is the cruelty of the battlefield.

"Ho!

"Yue Hate is dead, Yun'er is also dead, there is no point in my life, child, live well, don't give up......" The woman gasped and said the reason with difficulty, but before she finished speaking, the expression on her face was distorted, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Moon Hate ......

Under this starry sky, the only one with the moon as the surname is the Moon God family in the Canglan Snow Region.

It's just that Ling Zifeng didn't think so much at this time, and in his empty eyes, his memory returned to a few years ago.

That rainy night,

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and the rain almost flooded the earth, and even if you stood on the ground, you could still hear the roar of the torrent rushing in the abyss under the Valley of Sadness. Ling Zifeng's most important person in his life and the only mother in the world who loved him, Ling Piaoping, died of illness.

"Child, live well, my mother will miss you, don't hate him......"

Yes......

It was like a scene in another world, and at this time, such an image overlapped together, evoking the long-hidden resentment in Ling Zifeng's heart.

The hatred in the world is not that he doesn't hate, he just doesn't want to think about it! And at this time, Ling Zifeng, the scar that had been calmed for a long time, was torn apart by blood again.

The Soul Devouring Sword was entangled with strange blood qi, like a tiny river, spreading all the way to Ling Zifeng's body.

"You deserve to die, you all deserve to die......"

Ling Zifeng stood up with cold eyes, the soul devouring in his hand pointed to the sky, and the killing intent that rose into the sky, and there was blood in his blood-red eyes, which shocked the surrounding cyclops and retreated in horror.

It's horrible!

It wasn't a human eye at all, it was a demon, the eyes that only a demon from hell should have.

"Jie Ji ......"

"What a bunch of poor reptiles, I can already smell the fishy smell of you. The vicissitudes of life and shriveled strange laughter spread out from Ling Zifeng's mouth, and the crimson eyes swept around for a while, and he walked forward so casually with the Soul Devouring Sword.

(End of chapter)

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