(1st Update)

What the fighter cultivates all his life is to live forever in heaven and earth, but this path is too difficult for human beings, war, disease, disaster, any big or small accident can take away that fragile life at any time, even if the ability becomes stronger step by step, on the narrow road to eternal life, it is still impossible to avoid the fate of falling at any time.

Tsing Yi swordsmen are exactly like this, swordsmen born from fighters take greater risks than fighters, in addition to natural disasters, they also have to experience man-made disasters, they have to face challenges every day of their lives, survival and continue to become stronger is the purpose of swordsmen's survival, so for death, they are more calm than any kind of people in this world.

So when the Bayern warrior slashed to death, the face of the swordsman in Tsing Yi was not stunned, not shocked, and not panicked, at that moment he just glanced at Wu Yue with a little apology, and then he was relieved, which made people feel relieved.

Wu Yue was holding the other three big swords, the cyan giant sword was not superior or inferior to these big swords in terms of size, but the person holding the sword was more than twice as thin as the Bayern warrior, Wu Yue bit her lip, she didn't see the dying glance of the Tsing Yi swordsman, but she understood the mood of the Tsing Yi swordsman.

Just as the swordsman in Tsing Yi can calmly accept his death, Wu Yue did not show much grief for the death of her companion, she just gritted her teeth, and then urged the sea of qi with all her might, intending to make a final fight, but even a talented swordsman, when encountering this kind of power rage, fierce and not afraid of death, and will not be seriously injured, there is nothing to do.

The big knife was chopped down, and the swordsman in Tsing Yi neatly split it into two, just like cutting a watermelon with a quick knife, the red human body on both sides fell, and then the blood and internal organs flowed to the ground, Nalan Yunsu only closed her eyes and grabbed the ground without much turf, she could not do anything, she could only close her eyes, the trembling in her heart and the destruction of her body made the always strong Nalan Yunsu painful, she came to see the heroes of all parties on this continent, but she saw a cruel river and lake that was different from the legend in the sea of flowers in Phantom Moon Valley.

Human life is like a mustard, the cruelty of reality is far from being able to imagine Nalan Yunsu who lives in the big sect, for a sect that has to mourn for a long time after accidentally falling from a mountain and dying, Nalan Yunsu's previous life is like a fairy tale, she declares her blood and martial arts with a big grin, but she never thought that there is nothing great about not being afraid of death, in this realistic world, there are many people who play with their lives, and it is rare and valuable, only face it calmly, accept death calmly, and continue to fight until the end of life。

From this point, Wu Yue and Nalan Yunsu are evenly distinguished, even if she knows that she may be chopped into a pile of minced meat in the next second, but Wu Yue does not have any fear, even if she can't make an effective counterattack, she is still resisting, she will not close her eyes like Nalan Yunsu, even if she dies, she will watch the long knife slash into her body, this is the swordsman, fearless, and unconcerned duckweed body.

The long knife is invincible, the Bayern warrior who has activated the furious bloodline is unstoppable, the only Tsing Yi swordsman who can help Wu Yue was split in half, and the rest is only herself, the three knives suppressed Wu Yue immovable, and the long knife that was still stained with the blood of the Tsing Yi swordsman had already drawn a cold and bright trajectory, slashing towards Wu Yue's slender neck that was oozing a layer of blood red.

Wu Yue took a deep breath, if she had any regrets, it was that she still didn't have a fair decisive battle with Ling Feng, she wanted to prove her sword path, but she couldn't resist the cruelty of fate, the blade hadn't been cut yet, the force that pulled the air had already made Wu Yue feel the sting of tearing, this life, it could only end here.

"When ······"

The piercing sound of golden chimes echoed like a tomb bell in an old temple in the mountains, Wu Yue frowned blankly, she didn't know that she could hear this sound after she died, and her neck didn't seem to feel cut, maybe the knife was too fast, Wu Yue thought.

"Such a big knife cuts my thin sword, can you also do it?"

The banter sounded in Wu Yue's ears with a hint of relaxation, Wu Yue was startled, and opened his eyes in an instant, if he could still explain when he heard the bell, then Ling Feng's voice could still be heard It would be too unreal, a slender silver long sword only two fingers wide was across Wu Yue's shoulder, with the joking voice, the thin sword turned over, and the sword qi lingered, only "dangdang" three soft sounds, and the three long knives that were extremely heavy in Wu Yue's eyes were easily picked up.

"If you don't mind, friend, can you step back?"

With a light smile, Ling Feng pulled up Wu Yue, who was half-kneeling on the ground, Wu Yue really didn't know what kind of mood he was, surprised, delighted, dazed, stunned, this young man who was dying not long ago, with a hole in his chest, how could he appear beside him and save her with an extraordinary sword.

Wu Yue took two steps back, Nalan Yunsu, who was deeply buried in her head, also raised her eyes, she saw the blood-stained back, I don't know when it started, Ling Feng's not strong body also became taller, especially at this time, his back was thick like a wall, which could block any bloody wind and rain in this world.

"Rage fighter? ”

Ling Feng pursed his lips, there were four Bayern fighters standing in front of him, his appearance made the crazy and bloodthirsty Bayern fighters stunned for a few seconds, maybe because his incomparably strong strength was suddenly broken by a person who looked extremely weak, in short, these Bayern fighters actually stopped attacking, but this stop was just the time for Ling Feng to sigh a word.

The blade was raised again, followed by the kind of energy that stabbed people's faces, Ling Feng was dressed in a black long robe, and there was a big ~ piece of darkness on his chest, and the wound poked out by Nalan Yunsu was shocking, such a person faced four two-meter-long giant knives, no matter how you look at it, there is a bit of a mantis arm as a car.

And in fact, if Ling Feng was just standing there stunned, then he was really using his mantis arm as a car, with his extraordinary swordsmanship, he could use his skillful strength to pick up their long knives when the Bayern fighters were dealing with Wu Yue, but if he wanted to face each other and fight against the four furious fighters alone, Ling Feng was just being funny.

Two beast roars came unexpectedly, and Wu Yue's eyes instantly broke into two huge beasts, which were two galloping black giant bears, with a strong body as high as five or six meters like a mountain rushing over, and when the sense of surprise was covered up, Wu Yue suddenly realized that they were not two real giant bears, but phantoms shrouded in Ling Feng's two subordinates~ bodies.

"Teng" with a loud sound, although it is a phantom, but the impact is extremely real, Ling Twelve and Ling Thirteen are still a few meters away, but the earth bear they summoned has already hit the bodies of the four Bayern fighters, obviously the four Bayern soldiers from the military background still abide by the army fight even after activating the bloodline, they will not fight separately, even if one of them moves uncoordinated, it is also to protect the other three, but no matter how the knife is used, the four people always stand in a straight line.

It's like two slaps squeezing a steamed bun in an instant, fearless, the Bayern warriors who block and kill gods, and the Bayern warriors who block and kill demons are almost squeezed into sandwich biscuits by two giant bears in a blink of an eye, and the force that is even more violent than them squeezes the four people together, and the seemingly indestructible long knife suddenly comes out.

Ling Feng grinned and stood in the position where he was standing before, his eyebrows and eyes were quietly twitching~, he was actually acting as a decoy just now, if it wasn't for him attracting the attention of the Bayern fighters, it was really not easy to let Ling Twelve and Ling Thirteen come to such a perfect bear hug.

The collision of the two giant bears is not the end, but only the beginning, with a leopard roar, an extremely vigorous figure rushed out from Ling Feng's side, and in an instant, the Bayern warrior who was squeezed in the middle was one less person, and not far away, a few dozen meters away, a thin figure was shrouded in the phantom of a cheetah, and in the roar, the claws flew and the minced flesh flew sideways.

Wu Yue was completely stunned, it was not that she had never seen a fierce beast, but she had never seen a human being more fierce than a fierce beast, where was Ling Shiyi's subordinate a terrifying Bayern warrior, it was clearly a lamb to be slaughtered, and when the remaining three Bayern warriors roared and jumped out from under the squeeze of the two giant bears, the Bayern warrior who was pounced out by Ling Shiyi had turned into a pile of white bones.

There is no bloodier attack method in this world than the broken corpse, but at the same time, there is no more suitable way to crack it, Bayern soldiers are not seriously injured but relatively speaking, but to tear them to pieces, no matter how strong this bloodline is, it will not be able to reunite the pile of broken flesh and bones into a human body.

Ling Feng never believed that there was any immortal body, that was just a relative statement, how about the long-eyed turtle in the Sea King's Palace, known as immortal for ten thousand years, immortal by heaven, and it was not thrown into the ding by Ling Feng to refine, so after most of his injuries were healed, he joined the battle as soon as possible, and with lightning speed, he first sent Ling Shiyi to kill a Bayern warrior in seconds.

Raging fighters are not stupid~, Ling Feng's method can only work once, and raids can often only succeed if they are not careful, but what Ling Feng needs is to succeed once, and cut off a fierce Bayern warrior at one time, even if the Titan Mission and the Jiang Yue Mission combined, they can't do it.

The death of his companion stimulated a deeper bloodlust in the furious bloodline, and the tumbling blood became more and more intense, and the two giant bears were also directly knocked out by the round long knife, and Ling Twelve and Ling Thirteen, who had rolled for more than ten meters, turned over almost at the same time, and instantly changed their body shapes, putting on a leopard pounce posture, and with a roar, the giant bear that shrouded the body was gone, replaced by two vigorous cheetahs.

"Go!" A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and the stinging divine sword that looked very thin came out of his hand, only to see a scream, the sword body was shrouded in colorful divine light, and instantly swelled to more than two zhang, and then galloped towards the Bayern warrior who rushed angrily, and the angry Bayern warrior raised his arm is a split, and the long knife steadily slashed towards the speeding stinging sea, as if this knife would be split into a pile of astigmatism.

With a soft sound of "stabbing", the sea of stings like a sharp arrow turned weirdly, very cleverly avoiding the long knife that was cut straight down, and then the sword body bent, and with a touch of red, the slender sword body walked around the neck of the Bayern warrior like a dexterous poisonous snake.

Walking through this circle, a flesh ~ visible blood mark suddenly appeared on the neck of the Bayern warrior, the sword wound was not very deep, that is, it cut through the epidermis, but the blood burst out, Wu Yue looked at Ling Feng who was standing in place and shaking his fingers in shock, she couldn't have imagined that after a year's absence, Ling Feng at the beginning would have been able to resist the sword.

In addition to the fact that the holy weapon can leave the control for a short-distance flight attack, if you want to reach a hundred steps away and hurt people's lives, you must practice swordsmanship, and to achieve this level of swordsmanship cultivation, not only the strength must be strong, but the talent perception is more important, as far as Wu Yue knows, there are no more than five swordsmen on the Divine Apocalypse Continent, how old is Ling Feng, he is only seventeen years old!