Chapter Twenty-Seven: Taking Your Chance of Your Illness!
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Take Your Illness and Kill You!
Outside the forbidden land of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group, at this time, there were already three layers inside and three layers outside, and all kinds of swords and blades, under the illumination of the sun, flashed with murderous cold light.
"Deputy Head Zhao, since that thief Lin Feng entered the forbidden secret room, he hasn't come out again!" The guard Zhang Qing said respectfully to Zhao Yongyu.
Zhao Yong snorted coldly and asked, "Is he the only one who goes in?" ”
Zhang Qing pointed to a few people around him and said, "We have so many pairs of eyes watching, it is true that he is the only one who has gone in, and he is still inside." ”
Another bearded man raised his throat and shouted: "Deputy Head Zhao, it's not a way for us to wait outside like this, it's better to rush in directly, kill Lin Feng's thief in one fell swoop, and avenge the dead brothers!" ”
Zhao Yong shook his head and said, "This is not allowed, the head of the regiment once said in advance, this forbidden secret room is not allowed to set foot in anyone except him, otherwise there will be no mercy!" ”
The bearded man said urgently: "But now the head of the regiment is ......."
Without waiting for the bearded man to finish speaking, Zhao Yong glared at him angrily and shouted coldly: "Shut up, the head of the regiment is already a master who has stepped into the martial monarch level with half a foot, how could he capsize in the gutter and be planted in the hands of a junior." In my opinion, this must be a trick played by the thieves of Lin Feng, and we must not mess with ourselves and break the previous rules. Otherwise, when the head of the regiment returns, who will take this responsibility? ”
Hearing Zhao Yong's words, everyone closed their mouths very interestingly, not daring to say anything more.
Zhao Yong snorted angrily again, and shouted: "We have already laid a net outside the forbidden land gate, I don't believe that his kid can hide inside and not show his head for the rest of his life?" ”
"Yes, Deputy Head Zhao is right, there is no food and water in the forbidden secret room, that kid won't last long, he has to get out!" The other chimed in.
However, before his voice fell, another person shouted urgently: "Look, that kid from Lin Feng has come out!" ”
After hearing this shout, the crowd that was still noisy and chaotic just now all held their breath at this time, and more than a hundred pairs of eyes locked on the young man who was slowly walking out almost at the same time.
Facing the hundreds of Dao figures, Lin Feng frowned slightly, his two eyes were like sharp swords, and he quickly glanced around.
Among these people, Zhao Yong's cultivation is the highest, and the martial artist is eightfold. The second trickier ones are the three masters of the martial arts sixfold. In addition, there are more than ten martial arts masters of the second and third levels, as well as more than a hundred samurai-level minions.
Although Zhao Yong had long known that Lin Feng was the only one in the secret room of the forbidden land, but now that he really saw him walking out alone, he was still suddenly shocked in his heart, but when his eyes fell on the sharp sword in Lin Feng's hand, a greedy light immediately flashed, and he raised his throat and shouted: "Lin Feng thief, there is really a way in heaven that you don't go, and hell has no door to cast, today is where you are buried!" ”
A cold sneering smile rose on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and said, "Deputy Head Zhao, how many times have you said this sentence, can't you change some new tricks?" ”
Zhao Yong snorted angrily and shouted: "Hmph, death is on the verge of death, and you are still so hard-mouthed." Today, I want to see, without the help of that demon girl, how can you get out of this wolf mercenary group alive? ”
Lin Feng smiled coldly and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then let's not talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter directly under our hands!" ”
Zhao Yong shouted angrily: "Good boy, arrogant enough!" ”
After speaking, Zhao Yong wanted to command his subordinates to rush forward and use wolf pack tactics to besiege Lin Feng. In this way, even if he really plays any conspiracy and tricks, he can get out of the situation when he sees that the situation is not good.
However, without waiting for Zhao Yong to order, Lin Feng suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted: "Wait! ”
Zhao Yong saw Lin Feng stopping, and laughed coldly: "Aren't you kid quite arrogant, what's the matter, are you scared now?" ”
Lin Feng smiled coldly and said, "Deputy Commander Zhao, your Wild Wolf Mercenary Regiment is also one of the largest forces around this Qingshi Town, within a radius of a hundred miles, and now that so many people are besieging me, aren't you afraid that you will be ridiculed when it spreads?" ”
Hearing Lin Feng's words, the entire Wild Wolf Mercenary Group suddenly began to talk to each other in groups as if they had blown up a pot.
Seeing the situation, Zhao Yong hurriedly shouted: "Lin Feng, then what do you want to do?" ”
Lin Feng pointed at Zhao Yong and shouted word by word: "I want to challenge you alone, I don't know if Deputy Head Zhao dares to accept it?" ”
As soon as Lin Feng said this, everyone immediately focused their eyes on Zhao Yong.
Zhao Yong was deeply jealous of Lin Feng's strange body and the spirit sword in his hand. But now that Lin Feng is challenging him by name, if he doesn't fight, I'm afraid that the entire mercenary group will be swept away in the future.
However, Zhao Yong thought about it again, this Lin Feng's cultivation was no more than the warrior level, and his own cultivation had already reached the eightfold martial artist, far better than him. Even if his blade and body skills are not as good as his, it is easy to win against him.
And now that the whereabouts of the head of the regiment are unknown, maybe he has been poisoned by that demon girl, if he can kill Lin Feng, he will definitely be able to respond to every call and ascend to the throne of the head of the regiment.
Thinking of his wishful thinking, Zhao Yong couldn't help but raise a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Since you kid is looking for death, then I will fulfill you as the head of this regiment!" ”
With Zhao Yong's loud shout, the people of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group consciously gave up a vacant land.
Lin Feng, who was fighting the sword, and Zhao Yong, who was fighting the sword, stood opposite each other, and a fierce killing intent flashed in each other's eyes, as if they both wanted to completely devour each other.
"Arrogant boy, I'll send you on your way today!"
Before the words fell, Zhao Yong raised the golden knife, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and pounced towards Lin Feng.
Lin Feng knew very well in his heart that his cultivation was far inferior to Zhao Yong, even if he relied on the power of the spirit sword and wanted to fight with it, it was undoubtedly an ant shaking the tree, and he couldn't do anything about it.
Seeing Zhao Courage's menacing pounce, Lin Feng's body leaned back slightly, like a white crane with bright wings, and retreated with his sword.
Zhao Yong saw that Lin Feng was forced to retreat by himself, and after snorting proudly, he chased after him.
Lin Feng saw that there was no way out, his toes touched the ground slightly, and he jumped into the air like a dragonfly.
Zhao Yong snorted angrily, and slashed into the air with a swing of his knife.
Lin Feng waved the spirit sword in his hand, and when Kong Wan pulled out three sword flowers, he stabbed at Zhao Yong.
Swords collide, rubbing out thousands of sparks, falling with the wind!
At the moment when the calcium carbide sparks burst everywhere, Lin Feng's figure suddenly stabbed at Zhao Yong's throat like lightning.
Zhao Yong didn't expect Lin Feng's speed to be so fast, he was defenseless for a while, and he was afraid of the power of the spirit sword in his hand, so he didn't dare to directly confront him, and quickly took a step back.
Lin Feng immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, and swung his spirit sword to break through the air and stab over.
Zhao Yong burst out with a loud shout, and the mad knife in his hand, mixed with the power of Qianjun, slashed towards Lin Feng as if he was splitting Huashan.
Bang!
A crisp sword clash suddenly sounded, and the calcium carbide sparks that were rubbed out were as colorful as bright fireworks.
Because the difference in each other's cultivation was too great, at the moment when the swords clashed, Lin Feng only felt that half of his body was numb, as if it was not his own, and the whole person was also shocked back more than a dozen steps, and he almost fell to the ground in embarrassment.
"Lin Feng thief, arrogant man, how could he be the opponent of Deputy Head Zhao!" Seeing that Zhao Yong had completely gained the upper hand, the onlookers began to pat their ass, pull up their duck-like voices, and shout for Neville.
"Yes, Lin Feng is an arrogant child, he dares to provoke our wolf mercenary group. Deputy Regiment Commander Zhao killed him, killed him! ”
"Deputy Head Zhao is mighty!"
"Deputy Head Zhao will win!"
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Hearing the shouts and cheers around him, Zhao Yong was also proud in his heart, the golden knife in his hand was raised, and he shouted in a condensed voice: "Lin Feng Xiao'er, look how arrogant you are, I'll send you on your way now!" ”
Before the words fell, I saw Zhao Yong jump up with his sword, like a golden snake dancing wildly, and slashed directly at Lin Feng Tianling's life.
But just when Zhao Yong's golden knife was about to slash Lin Feng's Heavenly Spirit Cover Gate, Lin Feng's entire figure disappeared directly out of thin air.
Zhao Yong's expression was shocked when he saw this, and then he suddenly felt a cold killing intent attacking from behind him, and turned around suddenly.
However, it was already half a minute late!
At this moment, the spirit sword in Lin Feng's hand had already pierced out of the void and went straight to Zhao Yong's throat.
However, even though Lin Feng had the power of the spirit sword, the gap between the cultivation of the two was too great, so he only stabbed the tip of the sword into Zhao Yong's throat at a distance of half an inch.
Looking at the dazzling bright red flowing out of his throat, Zhao Yong was like a mad beast, roaring like a lion's roar, shaking Lin Feng is defeat and retreating.
Seeing that the situation was critical, Lin Feng did not hesitate, the spirit sword in his hand picked up the ground, and the whole person jumped like a dragonfly in water, trying to step into the air in vain.
Seeing that Lin Feng wanted to escape, Zhao Yong, who was furious, kicked the ground with both feet, and chased after him, and shouted at the top of his throat: "If you want to leave, it's not so easy!" ”
But before Zhao Yong's words fell, Lin Feng suddenly turned around and slapped a palm. The big mudra was like a mountain, slamming Zhao Yong's face and leaving the door.
Zhao Yong didn't expect Lin Feng to come to such a hand, he was defenseless for a while, and he was dazzled by the big handprint in the air.
Seeing this opportunity, Lin Feng gritted his teeth lightly and shouted in a condensed voice: "Take advantage of your illness to kill you!" ”
As soon as the words came out, before they could completely reach the ears of Zhao Yong, who was dizzy, the spirit sword that flashed with cold light had already penetrated his throat.
Zhao Yong's body froze directly in mid-air, and gurgling blood flowed out along the spirit sword, staining the night red.
Lin Feng's sword-holding arm struggled, and Zhao Yong's entire body, like a stone rolling down from the top of the mountain, only heard a plop and fell to the ground fiercely. Then I saw him twitch violently twice, and then he stopped moving completely.
Seeing such an incredible scene, the guards of the wild wolf mercenary group who were watching were all stunned, and some of them were able to stuff a goose egg with their mouths open, and they squeaked to themselves in surprise: "This is ...... This...... How...... Possible...... He actually ...... Kill...... Kill ...... Deputy Head Zhao? ”
After a long time, I don't know who shouted: "Deputy Head Zhao!" ”
After hearing the shouting, the others came to their senses, but they still looked at it with a look of disbelief. Some people are still rubbing their eyes vigorously to make sure they are not mistaken.
Lin Feng's bloody clothes flew in the wind, and the spirit sword in his hand that was still dripping blood flashed with a cold light. His sword-like eyes were also burning with wild rage at this time. Then I saw him stepping on Zhao Yong's corpse, glanced around everyone coldly, and shouted: "If any of you are not afraid of death, come and fight me!" ”
Hearing Lin Feng's shout full of soaring killing intent, including those martial master-level masters, they all instinctively took a step back, not daring to look directly at Lin Feng's death-like eyes, let alone step forward to fight with him.
Lin Feng snorted coldly, holding a blood-stained spirit sword, and swaggered over from the crowd of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group. Everyone who saw it rushed to avoid it, for fear that if one was not careful, he would become the soul of the sword......