The fighting spirit is boiling!

It's been a long time since Wind Scar has had this impulse to desperately want to fight, it has nothing to do with victory or defeat, or even life and death, and he has abandoned everything, leaving behind the purest kind of war intent.

Inherited from the killing of the common people, the surname of the wind scar, is somewhat similar to the killing of the common people, the killing origin is instantly urged to the extreme, that kind of crazy killing intent is enough to move the heavens and the earth, there is no unkillable person in this world, there is no thing that cannot be killed, such fearless courage and belief is the essence of the killing origin, or in other words, it is the essence of the Seven Killings Sword Codex.

Even if the common people are slaughtered, they will not blink their eyes, they will be ruthless to the world, and they will also be ruthless to themselves!

At this moment, under the pressure of Zhang Yifeng, Fengji's spirit was surprisingly good, and he stimulated his state to the peak in an instant.

"You're good!"

Unexpectedly, even if he felt the peak battle intent and killing intent of the wind scar, Zhang Yifeng still didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, his hands were still behind his back, he just watched quietly, and said a faint word, that kind of indifferent posture almost shattered the battle intent of the wind scar.

This feeling is too painful, you work hard to adjust your state, and you don't hesitate to fight with the other party at the cost of life and death, but as a result, not only did you fail to stimulate the other party's fighting spirit, but you didn't even have the interest to let the other party shoot.

"Zhang Yifeng!

The blood all over his body boiled, the wind marks were almost word by word, and the terrifying killing origin was overwhelmingly pressed towards Zhang Yifeng, with his pride and heart, he really couldn't tolerate Zhang Yifeng's contempt that he didn't even make a move.

"I want to know what's going on in the minefield. Ignoring the anger of the wind marks, Zhang Yifeng still spoke unhurriedly, but with a force that made people have to give in, he forcibly shattered the battle intent of the wind marks, and ignored the overwhelming killing intent.

"Fight Me !!"

was extremely aggrieved in his heart, and the whole person seemed to be about to explode, and shouted frantically.

"Battle?" Shaking his head indifferently, Zhang Yifeng spoke softly, like a breeze slowly blowing, "I'm sorry, you don't have this qualification." ”

There is no qualification, these four words, word by word, are ruthlessly slashed in the heart of the wind scar, and the blood is dripping!

is so contemptuous, so indifferent, if these words come out of other people's mouths, they will inevitably give people a sense of arrogance, but when they come out of Zhang Yifeng's mouth, they are so indifferent and calm, as if this is a matter of course.

"Zhang Yifeng, I know your name as a genius, and I also know that you have not tasted defeat since you realized the way of the sword, but my wind mark is the heir of the king, this heaven and earth are alive, you can't be killed, why do you despise me so much?"

staring at Zhang Yifeng deadly, there was a touch of blood on the wind scar, with this sentence out, the spirit and spirit undoubtedly raised a notch again, plus the momentum of the holy order, it gave birth to a kind of domineering spirit that is all in my hands, this question is also the confidence and courage of the wind scar, even if it is facing the world and the world, I dare to fight!

Feeling the increase in the momentum of the wind marks, the expression on Zhang Yifeng's face finally eased slightly, but he still didn't mean to make a move, just sighed softly.

"Do you think I'm crushing you with momentum?"

"Isn't it?" asked with a sneer, and Wind Scar's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of disdain.

In the duel of the really strong, spirit, momentum, environment, each of these is enough to affect the outcome of the victory, as a killer, the wind mark itself is proficient in this kind of momentum, once psychological pressure is formed, the opponent's strength is often not even seven or eight percent of the play, and it can be easily killed.

After the previous anger, he immediately calmed down, and naturally understood that Zhang Yifeng's posture was just to provoke himself, form a kind of psychological pressure, and want to make himself unable to exert his due strength! After thinking about this, he naturally calmed down, and with those words, he once again forced out his limit state, and his momentum was not only not weakened in the slightest, but was stronger, and there was a vague taste of the general trend.

Even, on the contrary, Zhang Yifeng reached such a point, and he still tried to quibble, which made him feel a trace of disdain in his heart.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Yifeng said softly, "I admit that you have some strength, but if you want me to waste my mind to suppress you with momentum, you can't help but look down on yourself too much." ”

After a pause, Zhang Yifeng continued, "I'm just telling you a fact, if it weren't for the fact that I wanted to know about the Thunder Domain, you wouldn't even be qualified to let me speak. ”

“！！！”

These words, for the wind mark, are tantamount to a fantasy, what a joke!

The name of the blood-colored wind mark resounded all over the world, even if it was the son of God, Mo Yan and these people, they might not be able to defeat the wind mark, but when it came to Zhang Yifeng's mouth, they didn't even have the qualifications to let him speak?

No matter how crazy you Zhang Yifeng is, there should be a limit, right? If these people are not even qualified to let you speak, then who is qualified to be your enemy?

There was a sneer in his heart, and Feng Scar sneered disdainfully, "It turns out that I am just a small person, so, in Brother Zhang's heart, who is qualified to fight with you? Isn't it the Necromantic Emperor?"

The smell of ridicule is too strong, Necromantic Emperor, what kind of existence is that? With the power of one person, subduing the Three Realms and Six Realms, even if there is only one incarnation left, it is enough to deter the heavens, guard the human realm, and make the heavens outside the heavens change color!

The only emperor in the world, let alone Zhang Yifeng, even those old guys who are the strongest in the outer heavens, I'm afraid that no one is qualified to compete with the Necromantic Emperor!

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Yifeng lightly pressed one hand on the sword and said softly, "Okay, if you don't convince me, I'm afraid you won't tell me the answer I want." ”

His eyelids raised slightly, his calm gaze slowly fell on Feng Zhen's body, and Zhang Yifeng said softly, "You see, I, only one sword!"

The moment the words fell, Zhang Yifeng finally moved, the speed was not fast, and even with the naked eye, he could clearly see him raise his hand, take out the sword, and then stab out with such a flat sword!

However, it is this seemingly plain sword, but it seems to contain the truth of heaven and earth, the color of a sword, the color of the starry sky, as if there is only this sword in this world.

Perfect sword!

This seems to be no longer a sword, but the most beautiful existence in the world, and in an instant, even the laws of heaven and earth have to give way to it!

There is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to stop it!

This sword is obviously not fast, but it is unstoppable at all, in front of this sword, any killing intent, any momentum seems to be just a joke, and even the wind scar can't even raise his hand, and when he reacts, the sword has already stopped at his throat, as long as he pokes forward an inch, it can easily pierce his throat.

The green shirt was fluttering, and there was not a word to say, and even after doing all this, Zhang Yifeng didn't even have the interest in letting the sword stay for a while, and the cold light flashed, and the sword was already in its sheath.

"Now, can you say that?"

With his hands still behind his back, as if he hadn't moved at all, Zhang Yifeng still had that calm expression and spoke again.

In an instant, the wind scar suddenly turned like ashes!

At this moment, he really understood that it turned out that Zhang Yifeng really didn't want to build momentum, as Zhang Yifeng said, his own strength was just a joke in front of others, and he didn't even have the qualifications to fight with the other party.

In the past, I was confident that I was enough to compete with Zhang Yifeng, or even defeat Zhang Yifeng, it turned out that the gap was already so big?

The terrifying killing machine had already dispersed when the sword fell, and in front of such a person, there was no difference between resistance and non-resistance.

"What do you want to know?"

Zhang Yifeng's sword had completely destroyed all of Feng Scar's confidence, and he looked at Zhang Yifeng with a blank expression and asked.

"You should know. There was no explanation, Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly, and the clouds were light.

"If, I say, I, the Divine Son, Mo Yan, and others chased all the way to the center of the thunder, but were killed by one person to the point of coldness, even if it was me, I barely escaped with my life, do you believe it?" After a moment of silence, Wind Scar finally spoke slowly.

"Is that really the case?" Unexpectedly, in the face of such an answer, Zhang Yifeng did not have the slightest suspicion at all, but had an expression that he had already guessed.

"Did you already guess?" asked with a wry smile, and asked in a low voice, "Actually, all of us underestimate you, even if he is, he won't be your opponent, right?"

Although the impression left by Fang Cun on the wind mark before was also extremely terrifying, but compared to Zhang Yifeng's sword, it was nothing at all, although Zhang Yifeng was no longer a half-step holy step, but now he had stepped into the holy stage, but he couldn't imagine that he couldn't even take the other party's sword, such strength was incredible. Even if it was to kill the king himself, I am afraid that it would be impossible to do this step, right?

"You're wrong. Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Yifeng said lightly, "If I am in the Thunder Domain when I am in the Thunder Domain when I am half a step of the Holy Rank, I may not be able to do that step." ”

"En?" This answer instantly shocked the wind scars, and even at this moment, he couldn't understand what Zhang Yifeng meant.

Could it be that the sword just now is already the limit that Zhang Yifeng can reach now? Or is there anything else he doesn't know about the secret?

"The Holy Rank, for others, is a watershed, and even more so for geniuses!" Sighing, Zhang Yifeng said softly, "When I am at the half-step Saint Level, I may not be able to easily defeat you people joining forces, but once I step into the Holy Rank, even if the number of you increases several times, it will not be enough for me to kill him." ”

"That's it, you won't understand these!" Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng turned around leisurely and disappeared into the air in one step.

(To be continued)

『三七 Chinese .〗 Hanyu pinyin "三七 Chinese" is simple and easy to remember