Chapter Eighty-Eight: Destroying the Door (Fourteen More Flowers)
"Well, that's it, I've given some of you a chance, but unfortunately, you don't know how to cherish it, and since that's the case, then ....... ()”
Duan Tianwolf paused slightly when he said this, and raised his arm.
With his movements, the sound of the bow and arrow pulling out was uniform, and the aura of slaughter became stronger.
"It's time to do it. ”
The crowd whispered in their hearts, and then they saw Duan Tian Wolf's arm waving down, and a word was lightly spat out of his mouth.
"Extinguish. ”
This word of extinction is like the magic sound of death, lingering in the hearts of the crowd.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
The terrifying roar filled the heavens and the earth, endless arrows broke through the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and in the sky above the canyon, thousands of arrows fell together, except for the life and death platform where Duan Tianwolf and the others stood, the sky above other places was all covered by arrows that pierced the sky, endless.
Yunhai Sect, the crowd looked at the pitch-black arrows in the sky overhead, covering the sky, and their eyes showed confusion and despair.
There are so many arrows, there is no way to avoid them, and each one of them is like a meteor, extremely fast, and there is no mediocre person on the red blood iron horse.
A moment later, the sound of screams echoed in the space, and arrows were inserted into the top of the heads, chests, shoulders, and arms of the disciples of the Yunhai Sect, and the bright red blood dyed the canyon red.
Only those who are strong will be able to resist the power of these arrows and survive, but this is only the first wave of attacks.
On the stands, Nangong Ling smashed the arrows flying above his head into powder, but his eyes closed painfully, he didn't dare to look, those fallen bodies, all of them were sect disciples, and they all worshipped him and admired him, but he, Nangong Ling, as the sect master of Yunhai Sect, could only watch this slaughter happen in front of him, and he couldn't do anything.
The elders of the Yunhai Sect were also red-eyed, with bloodthirsty pupils in their eyes, they never dreamed that the most important day of the Yunhai Sect would become the day of the destruction of the Yunhai Sect.
The first wave of arrows finally fell, and the blood of the disciples of the Yunhai Sect converged into a river of blood, flowing quietly in the canyon.
On the platform of life and death, Lin Feng quietly looked at the river formed by the gathering of blood, and the dazzling sunlight poured down and shone on Lin Feng's body, but he did not feel the slightest warmth, only endless desolation and cold.
The disciples in the canyon, some have closed their eyes forever, some are still dying, looking up to the sky and crying, and some are already crazy, roaring wantonly.
If it had been placed in a previous life, at their age, they would still be in school. ()
They have their own parents, by brothers, and their future is full of infinite possibilities.
They came to Yunhai Sect to pursue strength in order to live a better and respected life on the mainland.
However, with Duan Tianwolf's order, the infinite possibilities turned into the death knell of death, and one by one the fresh lives fell into the sea of blood.
Lin Feng, his heart, has never been so cold, so cold, so biting, those people were still "......" not long ago
Raising his head, Lin Feng exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, mixed with the bloody air, his pupils were gray, ruthless, desireless, deep and boundless, as if it was a bottomless pit.
In the face of great strength, human life is like a page of waste paper, torn at will, it will be shattered, scattered with the wind, and disappear without a trace.
This is the reality, the incomparably cruel and bloody reality, without great strength, you are an ant, and your life is like a mustard.
"Putting ......"
Duan Tianwolf's voice came out again, trembling in the space, and the sharp arrows once again emitted the magic sound of death, falling from the sky.
The sound of screams and crazy shouts came out, but to no avail, the Yunhai Sect, under these two rounds of arrows, died countless deaths, especially the young outer disciples, who were almost exterminated.
"Ah......h
A scream rang out, filled with endless guilt and sadness.
Liu Fei squatted on the ground, looking at the corpses, clutching her long hair with both hands, her beautiful face was not bloody, only pale.
The killer was the Red Blooded Iron Rider, her father's men.
The person who was killed was a disciple of the Yunhai Sect, her fellow disciple, and likewise, a fellow disciple of his father.
But she, like countless people, could only watch this scene, heartbreaking, but she couldn't prevent this horrific massacre from happening.
"Duan Han, bring her over. ”
Duan Tianluo glanced at Liu Fei and said indifferently.
Duan Han nodded slightly, raised his steps, and walked towards Liu Fei.
However, at this moment, a figure flickered and came to him, blocking Liu Fei's body behind, it was Lin Feng.
"Fuck off, if you want to die, don't rush for a while. ”
Duan Han's tone was indifferent, and he said expressionlessly.
But Lin Feng didn't seem to hear his words, just stared at him, staring at the father and son quietly with those cold and ruthless gray pupils.
Slaughtering tens of millions of people, the clouds are light and the wind is light, if nothing happens, how cold-blooded should it be to be so indifferent?
"Huh?"
Duan Han frowned, and then he saw Lin Feng's pair of pupils, ruthless gray pupils, with a demonic aura.
Seeing such a pair of pupils, Duan Han's body unconsciously flushed with a trace of coldness.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you. ”
Duan Leng snorted, his face was ugly, he actually felt a chill rise from seeing Lin Feng's eyes, this was a shame.
In his eyes, although Lin Feng has a good talent, that's all, Lin Feng doesn't even have the qualifications to compare with him.
Especially seeing that Liu Fei cared about Lin Feng, it made him want to trample Lin Feng on the soles of his feet, so that Liu Fei could see that in front of him, Lin Feng was nothing.
The powerful sword qi rushed out from Duan Han's body fiercely, he was the owner of the sword martial soul, he had practiced the martial arts of swordsmanship since he was a child, and he was extremely skilled in swords, and now, even if he didn't use a sword, he could replace the sword with his hand, in his eyes, the palm of his hand was cut down, and a powerful sword was formed, like a substantial sword, slashing towards Lin Feng at will.
This sword didn't even use any martial arts, Liu Fei said that he defeated Lin Feng because he took advantage of the powerful martial arts, so he easily killed Lin Feng to show Liu Fei.
"Broken. ”
Lin Feng's body moved, like the wind, like a shadow, light and elegant, and the sword in his hand slashed up diagonally, slashing at the weakest place of the sword qi.
With his strong perception at this moment, the sword that Duan Han slashed at him was completely materialized in his eyes, and it was extremely clear which place the sword qi was strong and which place was weak.
"Click!"
A soft sound came out, and the sword qi dissipated abruptly, and the sword that Duan Han slashed out returned to the illusory and dissipated into nothingness.
And the sword in Lin Feng's hand was filled with a ruthless aura, the aura of death, and continued to go up, heading towards Duan Han.
This scene made Duan Han's expression condense, his right palm trembled slightly, and the cold sword qi roared in his palm, pressing towards Lin Feng's long sword.
However, the power of the sword did not pause for a moment, slashing the sword qi, and the sword of death, full of the intent of death, killed everything.
Duan Han's brows furrowed, his strength was the fourth level of the Spirit Martial Realm, two realms higher than Lin Feng, but at this moment, Lin Feng's sword actually made him feel the threat of death.
His palms trembled again, blocking the power of the Sword of Death, Duan Han's toes touched the ground, and his body took a step back, avoiding Lin Feng's powerful sword.
"Death. ”
Lin Feng's lips moved lightly, a voice came out of his mouth, the long sword moved along the sword momentum, the afterglow of the sword just now had not yet dissipated, and the breath of death radiated out, born from the sword.
This sword, moving with the trend, is natural, the sword qi is more awe-inspiring, and the sword momentum is more vast.
"How is that possible?"
Duan Han showed an unbelievable look when he saw this sword, this sword was too perfect, even he might not be able to wield such a perfect sword move.
The lightning-fast sword carried a chilling aura of death, and he didn't even have time to use his powerful strength to resist, so he could only dodge and avoid its edge.
"Being able to use the second sword of the Silence Sword Technique between death to such an extent, Lin Feng's talent in martial arts is too terrifying, today, he definitely can't die. ”
Bei Lao's attention is always on Lin Feng's body, Yunhai Sect, anyone can die, but Lin Feng must not die.
It's not that Bei Lao is cruel and ruthless, and Lin Feng is the hope of the sect, if there is only one person in the Yunhai Sect who escapes, that person can only be Lin Feng, even if he is himself, his strength is strong, but he can still die.
"Shadow Walk. ”
Duan Han snorted lightly, his footsteps moved, incredibly fast, his body was like a shadow, fluctuating, and instantly floated away, away from the sword of death.
The body stopped, and a tearing sound came out, Duan Han lowered his head, glanced at the torn clothes on his body, and a hideous color flashed in his eyes.
Lin Feng almost hurt him, if he was one step slower than his clothes, I am afraid that the sword just now would have slashed directly through his chest.
It was a great shame, he who had cultivated in the fourth level of the Spirit Martial Realm, was actually torn by Lin Feng of the second level of the Spirit Martial Realm, and moreover, he had just insulted Lin Feng, who was not qualified to be compared to him.
"You're lucky, but I'm not going to play with you anymore. ”
Duan Han restrained his anger and kept his calm voice, he naturally wouldn't admit that a person who was not qualified to compare with him almost hurt him, just said that Lin Feng's luck was good.
"Lingwu Realm Quadruple Cultivation, against me, Lingwu Realm Quadruple Cultivation, win, it is your strength that is strong, I don't even have the qualifications to compare with you, and at this moment, I have torn my clothes, it has become my luck, you didn't do it seriously, Duan Han, don't you think that you are too shameless." ”
The corners of Lin Feng's mouth flashed with a mocking smile, and his gray pupils were full of cold irony, and these words were like a thorn, directly piercing Duan Han's body.