Chapter 231: Cold-Blooded Centurion!

The right arm suddenly exerted force, and the local strengthening power exploded instantly, and the Sun Devouring Bow was instantly pulled into a full moon!

Lin Feng has now advanced to the eighth level of the Tiger Shape Fist, and in the process of promotion, his right arm has been strengthened again, and he has already reached the ninth level of the Tiger Shape Fist. ♀ That's why I can directly pull the Sundevouring Bow like this.

Looking at Du Que and the others coldly, Lin Feng suddenly let go!

"Whoa!"

Two armor-piercing arrows burst out with a terrifying whistling sound, spun violently in the air, and flew towards the battle array!

In the next moment, two heavy arrows crossed a distance of more than two hundred zhang and slammed into the heads of Du Que and Nan Lingyun!

It is equivalent to an arrow from the ninth powerhouse of the Tiger Shape Fist, and the impact is so terrifying! The two of them didn't react at all, and the two heads burst straight open!

The expression on Lin Feng's face remained unchanged, the bowstring of the Sun Devouring Bow in his hand hummed, and one arrow after another shot quickly in that direction. In an instant, the breakout team composed of dozens of people was all shot to the ground by him!

The last bit of strength that Du Que and Nan Lingyun had accumulated in order to break through was easily destroyed by Lin Feng in this way!

After killing these people, there was no effective resistance under the city. The army of the Falling Cloud Sect slapped into the army of Kun Yu Sect like a tide, quickly reaping the lives of people, and the troops of Kun Yu Sect were like ice cubes falling into boiling water, quickly melting.

Everyone above the city looked at the city, and their hearts were extremely shocked. Such a rapid slaughter was something that no one had ever seen before. Even veterans like Chen Songsharon had never seen such a scene, after all, in the past, the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry would not kill a large number of prisoners.

Lin Feng looked at all this, his expression was extremely indifferent. ♀ There was infinite anger in his heart, and only the blood of his enemies could make him happy.

He didn't think that he had done anything wrong, Kun Yu Sect attacked the territory of Luoyun Sect, and he had always slaughtered people whenever they met the city, and the place he passed was completely white. There must have been a lot of such things that these servant armies had done with the Red Tiger Army, so Lin Feng didn't feel anything wrong with letting them pay with their lives.

What's more............ If it weren't for Kun Yuzong's attack, he would not have left Jintai City, he would not have been besieged, and he would not have issued a death order. And if a death order had not been issued, Shang Shenyan would not have left Jintai City with his entire army. In that case, how could Jin Wuyan die?

The blood of these 100,000 surrendered soldiers was a tribute to Jin Wuyan for Lin Feng!

Blood Sacrifice!

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Lin Feng put away the Sun Devouring Bow, and he also sighed slightly in his heart!

The eighth weight of the tiger-shaped fist has arrived so inexplicably!

At this moment, in his heart, he naturally remembered the tall figure that was as strong as a mountain.

His father, Lin Heng!

"My father back then, when he was the strongest, he was also the eighth strength of the Tiger Fist!"

"The father of the eighth weight of the Tiger Fist can use the three stacks of the waves to defeat Mrs. Xuehua, the ninth weight of the Tiger Fist, forcing Mrs. Xue Hua to fight hard with clear water and cold smoke. Now I rely on the three stacks of waves............ It also has the ability to fight against the ninth powerhouse of the Tiger Shape Fist!"

"And I also have the Vermilion Bird Vientiane Skill, as well as the Sun Devouring Bow and Xuanwei Arrow!"

"Before I know it, I've reached the heights that my father reached back then! I might even be stronger than my father!"

"Father, where are you now, if you know my news, you will be happy for me!"

*Color: "I will definitely recreate your former glory, and I will definitely restore your former glory!"

"Father's Old Glory ............"

Lin Feng suddenly remembered what his father's friend Uncle Fang Ba had said when he first arrived in Luoyun City. ♀

The last battle of his father Lin Heng had already been given a gag order by the sect, and those in the know were not allowed to talk about it. Uncle Fang Ba said that when Lin Feng had strong enough strength, he would naturally be qualified to know the secret of this matter back then.

Now Lin Feng thinks that he is qualified to know this secret.

Although he also knew a little bit about his father's last battle back then, from Yun Zhiya and Ma Li'er, Yun Zhiya could not know everything.

The father defeated Mrs. Xuehua and forced Mrs. Xuehua to use Bishui Hanyan, and Mrs. Xuehua herself was killed by Bishui Hanyan, which should be a great merit for the sect!

But why did my father leave the sect and return to Blackstone Town, and never recovered?

Just one broken arm, did it crush that mountain-like man?

The sad days of those years, Lin Feng couldn't forget. So he always wanted to know what happened in the last battle of the year.

Lin Feng thought that it was not far from knowing that secret now.

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Beneath the city, blood stained the ground red. ♀

In the autumn rain, the frenzied killing continued.

The exhausted Kunyu Sect's troops were completely in despair, and they had no strength to make any sound, just huddled around in a group, staggering to dodge the attack of the Luoyun Sect's army.

Blood flew and heads fell to the ground, and severed limbs flew in the air. The people at the head of the city looked down as if watching a silent pantomime, and everyone's hearts were filled with chills.

Many people's eyes quickly fell on Lin Fengqingjun's little face, and then they all turned their faces timidly.

This guy who looks so young has such a cold-blooded heart!

That's a whole 100,000 people!

An hour has passed.

The last of the Kun Yuzong soldiers was split in half by a light cavalry with a war knife, and this crazy killing was finally over.

The corpses of 100,000 Kunyuzong soldiers were piled up in the narrow open space outside the west gate of Jintai City, layer upon layer, and the blood on the ground was as deep as a foot, looking like a Shura hell.

With Shang Shenyan's order, the army from the three cities quickly left the city and returned to the position before the attack, while the 5,000 infantry of Jintai City remained, some of them began to dig a big pit far away from the city, and the other part of the people cleaned up the battlefield and carried the corpses of nearly 100,000 soldiers to the edge of the pit one by one.

The blood that had accumulated at the gate of the city slowly flowed towards the pit, forming a blood-colored lake.

In the end, all the corpses were thrown into the pit, and the scattered stumps were collected and thrown into it by the infantry.

The freshly turned earth was filled back again, and soon a huge mound appeared outside the west gate of Jintai City. The blood on the battlefield was still flowing towards the bottom of the mound, which looked like an island floating in a sea of blood.

Lin Feng looked at this scene, his gaze still calm.

The anger in his heart had not diminished in the slightest, but it was still extremely easy to keep his anger from the color.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see!" Lin Feng turned around and said to a few ten-master commanders, and then walked down the city.

Fang Qingshuang was silent and followed behind Lin Feng.

Tuoba Xue and Su Ying had already endured the bitterness on their faces, and now when they saw Lin Feng's figure disappearing under the horse road, they glanced at each other, and couldn't help but vomit at the same time.

Both of them have been on the battlefield since childhood, they are not ordinary weak women, and they are both ten-strong commanders of the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry, but this is the first time I have seen such a terrifying scene.

Nearly 100,000 people! What was a living life not long ago, but now it has become a cold corpse!

Those Jintai people who watched this scene couldn't bear it anymore when they saw the two of them like this, and for a while, the sound of vomiting sounded above the head of Jintai City............

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Killing 100,000 soldiers in one day made Lin Feng's reputation instantly louder. even surpassed Shang Shenyan, the famous butcher city lord.

In Jintai City, people are talking about this name.

However, in the face of the bloody reality, even if it was a dark room discussion, he did not dare to be disrespectful to Lin Feng.

At night, in an alley in Jintai City, in a remote tavern.

"Lord Lin Feng is so young, he actually has such a thunderous method!" a drinker took a sip of the inferior sweet potato soju in the cup and sighed loudly, "Sure enough, it's a cold-faced and iron-hearted, natural big man's style!"

"100,000 people! Damn, it's gone!" a white-bearded drinker sighed, putting down his glass, "the old man has lived half his life, and he has never seen anything like this." Kun Yuzong's army also often killed prisoners, but they had never heard of killing 100,000 at a time. It's all money! 100,000 men, all of them are strong, how much is it worth! To kill them so mercilessly, it's a big deal, it's a big deal!"

"Kun Yuzong can be regarded as suffering retribution, and he actually dares to go against Luoyun Sect, he deserves it!" A middle-aged man seemed to forget that he was still scolding Luoyun Sect yesterday, and said loudly, "In the past, these guys followed the Red Tiger Army to do bad things, but now they are killed like this, it is the cycle of heavenly principles, and the retribution is not happy, haha!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all sighed in their hearts, but on the surface they knew it. Yesterday, the Butcher City Lord's spies took away the three guys here, and today the heads of the three have been hung on the head of the city. Who dares to speak ill of the Luoyun Sect at this moment, it is a great sin to exterminate the clan!

There are many idlers here, who knows which one has already voted for the butcher city lord and become the butcher city lord's secret agent? So even if there is some emotion in his heart, he can only praise it, not scold!

The white-bearded drinker smiled and said: "Lord Lin Feng has a ruthless wrist, a cold face and an iron heart, and he is a good man! Having such a cold-blooded centurion sitting in our Jintai City is really a blessing for our Jintai people, haha!"

"Cold-blooded centurion! Haha, good! This name is domineering and loud enough! I think Lord Lin Feng will be happy when he hears it!" the middle-aged man clapped his hands and laughed.

Almost overnight, Lord Lin Feng's name of "Iron-Blooded Centurion" began to spread throughout the city from this tavern, and he became a figure on par with the Butcher City Lord.

In the early morning of the next day, in an ordinary courtyard in Jintai City, a little girl of seven or eight years old was dragged up from the hot quilt by her parents, and she was crying loudly in a daze.

The woman poured the urinals and walked back, frowning when she saw this, and said, "What are you crying about! If you cry again, the cold-blooded centurion Lord Lin Feng is coming!"

The little girl had just heard the name ^H of the iron-blooded centurion before going to bed last night, and when she heard this, she quickly stopped her sorrow, and stood there with tears in her eyes, but she did not dare to cry again............

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)