Chapter 37: Hatred
"Do you think I'm afraid of your small Baili family, my younger brother's Lin Tingfeng died in your hands, even if I hand it over to the sect, you will also end up with a tragic death."
Lin Tingao slowly walked towards Baili Xuanfeng from a distance.
There was nothing left in his eyes other than anger and hatred.
All I was thinking about was the tragic death of my younger brother Lin Tingfeng.
He knew the trap on the cliff.
I have also used the same methods to mutilate others, and even seen them after their tragic deaths.
But he didn't expect Lin Tingfeng to end up like this.
Baili Xuanfeng Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled: "Don't be afraid, if you're not afraid, you can try." ”
A burst of fire burst up from behind Baili Xuanfeng.
"Suzaku Fire!" The cold four words spit out heavily from Baili Xuanfeng's mouth.
The burning flames flew fiercely towards Lin Tingao, and the flames were like snakes with eyes, surrounding Lin Tingao's limbs.
Baili Xuanfeng is a Vermilion Bird Martial Soul, but he is only a second-order Great Soul Master, and the Vermilion Bird Fire is not very skilled.
This little flame is not enough in Lin Tingao's eyes.
Lin Tingao stood in place, staring indifferently at Baili Xuanfeng, not taking the Vermilion Bird Fire around him in his eyes at all.
Suddenly, Lin Tingao drank coldly.
"Whew!" The Suzaku Flame bounced back fiercely.
The fire was even bigger than just now, and when Baili Xuanfeng saw this, he closed his eyes and waited for death.
The difference between a Soul Venerable and a Great Soul Master is that they can double their strength.
Lin Tingao's hand was undoubtedly to force Baili Xuanfeng to death.
However, just as the ferocious Suzaku Fire was approaching, the door of the pavilion was suddenly pushed open.
A petite figure trespassed in, and his voice was cold and powerful: "Your younger brother Lin Tingfeng was killed by me." ”
Raised the sword in his hand and swung it towards the fire of the Vermilion Bird, although the sword power formed by combining "qi" and "power" could not completely resist Lin Tingao's rebound technique.
But it can also be resisted.
After the Vermilion Bird Fire touched the sword pressure, it dissipated a lot, and when it flew to Baili Xuanfeng's body, that burst of Vermilion Bird Fire was no longer lethal.
After Baili Xuanfeng heard Ye Zhifeng's voice, he looked back: "Zhimad, why are you here?" ”
"You are stupid, it's not your sin, you bear what kind of evil trouble for me." Ye Zhimad walked towards him and helped Baili Xuanfeng up.
But he suffered a serious internal injury, and even standing was a problem.
Ye Zhimad used his petite body to support his wounded body.
Baili Xuanfeng said with a pale face: "Crazy, I don't understand what you're talking about. ”
Ye Zhimad glanced at him, did not reply to his words, then turned around, looking at Lin Tingao with indifferent eyes.
"Lin Tingfeng was killed by me, if you want to take revenge, come to me to take revenge, don't be blind and bite people like a mad dog."
Her words undoubtedly shifted the finger to herself.
Baili Xuanfeng has suffered so much for her, how could she let Baili Xuanfeng die for her again.
He was innocent.
How stupid!
even thought of carrying the black disaster for her.
Lin listened to the arrogant hands clenched into fists, and the fists made a "gurgling" sound.
This seemingly weak Ye Zhimadness, how could he believe that she did it, and besides, where did she come from?
"Who are you, report the fame."
"If you don't change your name, if you don't change your surname, Ye Zhimad is me."
"Rubbish!" At this time, Lin Tingao didn't believe that this was what Ye Zhimad did.