"Yes, the old guy capsized in the gutter!" Ning Feng showed his white teeth.

Luo Fu pulled out a scarlet scimitar from his waist.

"Son, I'm afraid the garbage in your hand is still missing!"

Luo Fu naturally was the caries in Ning Feng's hands

Indeed, even though the Remnant Blade is a relatively powerful weapon at the ordinary level.

But it's still worse than the scarlet scimitar in Luo Fu's hand.

Is the Crimson Crescent Moon eighty-ninth on the weapons list?

Ning Feng naturally saw the scimitar in Luo Fu's hand at a glance.

"It's a pity!"

Ning Feng sighed.

Luo Fu's eyes froze.

"What a pity".

"It's a pity it's not sharp enough!"

The ones that can enter the weapon list are either passive-level weapons or B-level weapons, after all, in the era when masters are rare, even a B-rank weapon is rare.

So.

Ning Feng chose to attack the wall first.

The remnant blade turned into brilliance and flew towards Luo Fu.

The long knife spread like wind and frost from Ning Feng's fingertips.

Frost Field.

"Son, I advise you to tie your hands and arrest it!"

Luo Fu is naturally full of confidence.

In his eyes, people like Lu Mingsheng are just a little better.

Ning Feng's remnant blade soon came to Luo Fu's eyes.

The remnant blade turned into a ray of light in Ning Feng's hand, and it went straight to Luo Fu's throat.

Although the power of the first divine body is no longer there, the most important thing for Ning Feng is not the power of the divine drive, but the skill from the previous life.

This is something that Ning Feng has never forgotten, this kind of thing is not gorgeous, but practical.

For example, Ning Feng's blow at the moment is very practical.

Straight is Ning Feng's style, such as in flirting with girls.

It is better to take in the straight than to seek in the song.

"Kill!"

Silly Dog and Long Zao stood guard in front of Ning Feng's left and right, waiting for an opportunity to keep an eye on the rest of the personnel.

For example, Lu Mingsheng, for example, the first team.

They can shoot!

But they are also principled, that is, if Ning Feng does not encounter a major crisis, they will not make a move.

Ning Feng didn't plan to put his retreat on the stupid dog and the dragon.

Albeit.

Stupid dogs can kill the Holy Order.

But

I'm a man!

When the bang

The remnant blade was easily blocked by Luo Wei.

This is similar to what Ning Feng thought.

Luo Fu smiled appreciatively.

"Son, you're still far away!"

Ning Feng showed a bright smile again.

"Really?"

"I have more than one knife!"

Behind Ning Feng, dozens of remnant blades had already fallen.

"What is this?"

Luo Fu's eyes widened.

At the last moment of his death, Luo Fu looked at Lu Mingsheng.

"Why aren't you early!"

Lu Mingsheng had long been full of vigilance against Ning Feng.

When Ning Feng's remnants swept over.

Lu Mingsheng had already come to Ning Feng.

"Do you think you'll succeed?"

A helpless expression flashed on Ning Feng's face, and he was all noticed by Lu Mingsheng.

The remnants of the blade were all blocked by Lu Mingsheng and fell to the ground.

Ning Feng hadn't given up yet, the remnant blade that had just landed was controlled by Ning Feng again, but this time the target became Lu Mingsheng.

"I really didn't expect you to be a Fighter Master!"

The remnants of the pawnshop covered the ground and killed Lu Mingsheng from all angles, and Lu Mingsheng was also involved in these countless remnants.

Of course, with Lu Mingsheng's strength, he could only delay dozens of breaths by surprise.

But.

That's enough.

Ning Feng's goal was only one person from beginning to end.

Luo Fu holding the [Scarlet Crescent Moon].

The Crimson Crescent Moon is a demon knife that usually requires a blood sacrifice to wield it.

Otherwise, the blood will be sucked out of the user's body.

The [Scarlet Crescent Crescent] in Luo Fu's hand is not ten thousand people at the current scarlet level, and the thousand-for-one degree is sufficient.

"Is your strongest sword nothing but your sword?"

"Then I will destroy the strongest thing in your hands."

In the previous battle, Ning Feng Ke never put down the "short slender" in his left hand.

When Ning Feng waved out the "short" in his right hand.

Luo Fu reacted.

Hurriedly pulled out the [Scarlet Crescent] in his hand.

Luo Fu smiled.

Ning Feng's knife seemed to have become Ning Feng's last sacrificial blow in his eyes.

Such a blow was so simple that he didn't even need to spend much effort to block it.

Even, Ning Feng's blow caused his own door to open wide, and there were flaws everywhere.

"Son, die!" The corners of Luo Fu's mouth curled slightly.

There was a sense of madness in his eyes.

"Son, I asked about the smell of your blood!"

"My knife has long been hungry and thirsty."

"Whose blood is this?"

"Why is there blood on the top of my head"

Blood flowed into Luo Fu's mouth

"This blood is so sweet, I have never tasted such sweet blood in my life!"

"That's not right!"

"This, this is my own blood!"

"It turns out how sweet my blood is."

[Scarlet Crescent] horizontal in front of the "short",

There is no way back for "short" and thin.

Death is like the wind, and the sword of the king should be indestructible!

Eat me, I kill.

God stands in my way, and I slaughter God.

The demon knife blocks me.

Then shatter it!

"Short!" After all, it is something left behind by the human owner.

Despite the presence of an element of bad taste.

This sword in the middle of the story has long since lost the forty-meter big sword of Ning Feng's memory.

However, the power of that sword Ning Feng still remembers vividly.

When the Six Kings fought against Luoyang City, if the Ming King Lu Mingsheng was not holding this sword, he would be the first Six Kings to fall.

By this reasoning.

No matter how bad the human king was, it was impossible for him to leave Ning Feng with a weapon that was far behind.

"Is it really just a joke?"

"Short" proved itself.

Eighty-ninth on the list of what weapons.

I want to go out of the mountain, and the soldiers of the gods should be eclipsed in front of me.

Then [Crimson Crescent], which originally made people feel bloody and scarlet, completely lost its color and completely turned into a dead color.

And cutting off the [Crimson Crescent] is not the end.

Like the tail of a flame is the hottest.

The blade went all the way down from the top of Luo Fu's head.

For the first and last time, Luo Fu tasted the sweetness of his own blood again and again.

Luo Fu, who is proud of killing and sucking other people's flesh and blood all year round.

It ended with one last taste of his own blood.

The killer will eventually die under his sword.

This is cause and effect, and it is also samsara.

It is more belated justice.

Justice can be strong, weak, invincible, and soft.

Justice is now the knife in Ning Feng's hand,

cut off the last trace of Luo Fu's sins.

"It's a pity!"

Ning Feng let out a long sigh, he felt that it was still too cheap for this Luo Fu.

The souls of the dead under the [Scarlet Crescent] can also rest in peace.

He looked at Lu Mingsheng.

The Lu family, or the upper four, the lower four.

Rights and laws are just playthings in their control.

When power is needed by them, even if it is as evil as the [Crimson Crescent].

That is, a reasonable existence.