Chapter 847: Last Stand!
Lin Feng felt unprecedented despair, if he could still escape in front of one person, in front of the two of them, he had no hope at all.
"If you don't show up. I never opened my eyes for the rest of my life. Suddenly, this sentence appeared in Lin Feng's mind, and in an instant, Yun Xi, An Ruoxi, his mother, Lin Ziyi. Qing Yumei et al...... These faces appeared one by one in Lin Feng's alarm clock. Thinking of being insulted, Lin Feng suddenly came to his senses.
"My life is up to me. Since the heavens want me to die, then I will rebel against the heavens. The trace of decadence in Lin Feng's heart disappeared in an instant, and the corners of his mouth quietly curled up in a soft arc, as well as a trace of arrogance and evil charm. The icy momentum also rose higher and higher as Lin Feng's killing intent boiled, just like the momentum of death was full of killing rhapsody.
"The war drums, the blade falls, the drunk and lying on the battlefield don't laugh, kill people and listen to the howl of wolves! Whoever dares to stop me, I will kill him. Fight to the death. If you don't die, you will become a hero! ”
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Since it is despair, then let's die and live! Don't explode in despair, just die! Lin Feng clenched the dagger in his hand and waited for Mu Yunfeng to arrive behind him.
Instantaneous time. Mu Yunfeng came behind Lin Feng.
Lin Feng, who was glorious in the past, is now covered with injuries. A sight full of blood.
After all, he was still too quiet, Lin Feng looked at the two old men and a woman in front of him, and only sighed silently. Lin Feng clenched the dagger in his right hand. The palm of his hand was slowly raised, and the tip of the dagger was pointed at Mu Yunfeng. His eyes were cold.
Lin Feng's movements were very slow, but the palm of his hand was currently shuttling a little unscrupulously, when Lin Feng made these movements, any movement would bring a stream of blood from his hand, and a gloomy murderous aura filled Lin Feng's body. Then Lin Feng put away the dagger in his hand, and a blue flame sword appeared in his hand.
With a murderous look on one's face! No one else! Carrying a blue sword, wearing a white jade jue, hungry for a beautiful chieftain, thirsty for Rakshasa blood. Children's love, and throw it away, Hanhai Zhi, only this decision.
"Why, I won't give up until this time." Mu Yunfeng's voice was neither intimidating nor humble, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him at all.
Lin Feng did not answer. His eyes were cold. The power of the divine soul that disappeared in his body was recovering little by little with his strong killing intent. Standing proudly in front of the train tracks with a long sword in hand, his eyes closed, like a ghost. Lin Feng seemed to be closing his eyes and concentrating, and the blood on his hands drifted away wantonly with the sleeves of his clothes, like a blooming rose, enchanting.
Mu Yunfeng saw that Lin Feng was ready for a battle, the quaint short knife in his hand was across his chest, and one hand was behind his back, and his eyes unexpectedly exuded a strange sense of compassion and compassion, as if he couldn't bear to see the struggles of everyone in this world.
He knew that this young man was almost in a mortal situation at this time, and he liked to kill people like this, he liked to look at the helpless eyes of his opponent, and then kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, the ugliness of human nature was determined to be presented in front of him, but today he failed. Whether it was the boy or the woman from before, he failed. So at this time, there was a compassion in his eyes. Even so, he had no intention of letting Lin Feng go, for him, killing someone. It's not a problem at all. In their own eyes, human life is just a push of dung. The blood-stained broken knife in his hand would still be like a scythe of death, wantonly consuming Lin Feng's life.
Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes at this time, his eyes were cold and just indifferent killing, and his reason was terrifying.
"Knowing that it is death. Why struggle. Mu Yunfeng said softly to Lin Feng.
"Dead ...... I said it. My life has never been my own. The corners of Lin Feng's mouth cracked, and he said with some mockery.
"Wrong! Destiny has always been heaven control, so we call it Tiandao. Mu Yunfeng said inexplicably.
Lin Feng heard this very clearly. Heavenly Dao originally regarded himself as heaven, wantonly playing with the fate of others, heavenly buckles, heavenly power...... It seems that there is a little bit of truth to it.
"Tiankong zhì and if! Hell is not empty. The king of Hades can't accept me, if fate is controlled by heaven, then I will go against the sky. Lin Feng stood next to the train tracks, holding a blue fire sword, full of murderous energy.
"Really? What a pity! Pity! Those who resist the destiny of heaven will always have only one end - death. Mu Yunfeng's voice carried a hint of coldness, and the killing intent slowly appeared.
"Less. It's not up to you to decide what the ending will be, if Lao Tzu wants to live, then Lao Tzu has only one purpose today. That's to kill you. Step over your body. Let me see if you are God. Lin Feng laughed wildly. As Lin Feng suddenly stretched out his hands, his fingers flicked the sword body lightly on his sword, and the sword body suddenly let out a soft sound. seemed to be responding to Lin Feng's words.
"Shen Jiangshi! Kill ......" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed and his wrist flipped. The long sword in his hand turned into a semicircle in the air, and in an instant, he slashed at Mu Yunfeng with a sword, and a murderous aura emanated from Lin Feng's sword. An icy cold light suddenly flickered in the air.
In the night, under the moonlight, the blue fire sword, the cold sword light contained the killing intent.
After Mu Yunfeng saw Lin Feng deliver this powerful blow, there was a look of admiration in his eyes.
Just when that sword qi was about to touch Dao Mu Yunfeng's body, the short knife in Mu Yunfeng's hand suddenly slashed upwards diagonally, and a powerful murderous aura emanated from the knife, and in an instant, a light blue flame and a blue flame collided together, and then the two flames disappeared. It seemed that nothing had happened, but in front of the two of them, a trace several meters away was shocking.
Lin Feng had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he still looked at Mu Yunfeng without fear, and his figure swept out in an instant in the next moment. The next moment, Lin Feng appeared on top of Mu Yunfeng's head, and the sword in his hand made a strange arc and slashed directly at Mu Yunfeng's neck.
Mu Yunfeng, whose eyes were cold, stretched out the short knife in his hand and wiped it ethereal in the air. In an instant, it was blocked on Lin Feng's sword. The swords collided, and a loud sound was heard in the air.
Then Lin Feng's hand gently tugged, withdrew the long sword in his hand, and the figure retreated, and then a sword qi that turned virtual into reality instantly hit Mu Yunfeng.
Lin Feng's sword slashed towards Mu Yunfeng, but there was already a blank behind him, and Lin Feng was equivalent to leaving his back jealousy and arrogance to Mu Yunfeng.
Sure enough. The next moment, Lin Feng's sword qi passed through Mu Yunfeng's body, and there was no blood. It was just an afterimage in the air. Mu Yunfeng was on Lin Feng's back in the next moment. The plain and innocent one, containing a powerful power, instantly slashed at Lin Feng's back.