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Forty-seven one stars and a big chapter

"You ......" Feng Lian's eyes cracked, oozing blood and waiting for energy, he had worked hard to cultivate his son over the years, and he had told him that as long as he killed a thousand people with his own hands, he would pass the position to him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dad, I hacked three of them to death by myself today! The mercenaries were so scared that they peed their pants. ”

"Dad, I hacked five to death today, and I also killed a woman. ”

"Dad, I hacked two two- and three-year-old children to death today, how about one together?"

"Dad, I've killed 300 people so far. ”

Feng Lian's mind came to mind the happy scene of his son's joint assassin maniac who had reported to him the number of 300 people killed this year ago and less than a month ago.

Now, when I see my son's face again, my eyes are forever stuck in the last moment of surprise before death, and in my eyes, which have long lost their lustre, they are still deeply surprised, extremely shocked and surprised.

What kind of shock did he see before he died? Feng Lian couldn't care about this, the golden fighting heart in his body rotated at high speed, and the fighting spirit covered the surface of his body in an instant: "You dare to kill my son? Today, I will slaughter you!"

"You still have a few hundred of your men alive. Energetic quietly looked at the hideous-looking Feng Lian: "Attack me, whether I die or not, your hundreds of subordinates are dead!"

"Die, die, die!"

Feng Lian couldn't care about anything else, the son he had worked so hard to cultivate died, and all hope was gone! Do you still care about the lives of those hundreds of subordinates? If it weren't for his son, how could he unite with the black wind? Why did he join the demon clan?

With a fertile fiefdom, his son can get a better education and enter the Demon Clan's Higher War College to study, and the future of the Thorn Maniac family has infinite brightness.

Now all this, everything, with the appearance of his son's head, has all come to naught.

"Today, who is stopping me......" Feng Lian stabbed madly and pulled out the combat knife on his waist and pointed at everyone: "It's my stabbing enemy! Hei Feng, when I kill this person, I will personally lead the death squad to break through that defense and give you an explanation! These three people must not be kept!"

Yi slowly raised his arm, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and motioned for everyone to collectively retreat: "Since they are horse thief killers, let's see if they are qualified to cooperate with us." ”

Qianjin stretched out his hand and pulled out the Jidu Chopping Saber from the Dou Realm, and the Dou Qi tore the black cloth wrapped on it again, and the snowy battle knife bloomed with a strong visual impact.

Everyone present was stunned, this kind of weapon is more of an ordinary soldier, a weapon used to attack the opponent's cavalry regiment when fighting in the big army, I didn't expect that someone would use this kind of bulky weapon as the main weapon.

Mu Ne Zhence flipped his wrist and dragged out his own weapon from the Dou Realm for the first time, a fan!

Qianjin glanced at the fighter-level fan, the weight of this thing will not be lighter than the saber, I really don't see that this person also has a lot of brute strength.

Tie Nan stood quietly aside, His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince not only had a very good mind, but also was born with divine power!

The corners of Feng Lian's eyes jumped again and again, and his hatred increased unabated in his pupils, Dou Realm! These two people actually have a Dou Realm! Just because he didn't have a Dou Realm, he had to let his son guard the headquarters, but he was killed by these two people.

A trace of fighting energy rushed into the battle knife through Feng Lian's stabbing man's body, and the snowy battle knife brought the temperature around him down suddenly, only the fighting spirit jumping on the battle knife was like a surging flame, full of weirdness!

Attribute vindictive!

Feng Lian's stinging madness stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and the grass around him suddenly turned into ice cubes, and the next moment the ice-like grass actually burned! In just an instant, Feng Lian's thorn madness rushed towards the dry under the backpush of his legs, and the grass that turned into ice cubes turned into a puddle of grass ash!

Only after the real fire has been burned can it turn into black grass ash! Now, the grass that had been frozen into ice a moment ago has turned into a puddle of black grass ash!

Ice Flame Fighting Qi!Black Wind greedily stared at Feng Lian's back of the stabbing maniac, this is the rumored Ice Flame Fighting Qi!Special attribute Fighting Qi!Fighting Qi is extremely cold, it can freeze the opponent's fighting energy, and at the same time, it also has the incineration ability of flames, incinerating the opponent's fighting energy, fighting veins and body!

The rumored saint-level Dou Qi Secret Scroll! Hei Feng swallowed his saliva, he heard that Feng Lian had obtained an incomplete set of Ice Flame Dou Qi Secret Scrolls, this is a pity! This made the value of the Dou Qi Secret Scroll drop greatly, otherwise he would have to get it by all means!

Feng Lian's stabbing knife slashed out, the blade seems to be straight and not straight, and it is not crooked, like the effect caused by a stone thrown into the lake, which seems simple, but hides the mystery of the rotary knife method that has been practiced in killing people over the years.

Golden Fighting Heart! Demon Slaying Nine Battles! Feng Lian stabbed out with a frenzy, the knife qi locked on the center of the dry eyebrows less than an inch away, and the high-speed trembling blade emitted a series of buzzing knife sounds, as if the music artists in the theater were playing the strings, revealing the murderous aura of metal contention.

The energetic wrist drove the elbow to flip, and the horse chopping knife that was lying across the chest was vertically up, and it flicked to the side......

At the moment of the blade clashing, a series of metal collisions rang non-stop, as if hundreds of people were holding knives at the same time, and the rhythm changed from the initial quick and crisp ears to the final harshness, as if hundreds of broken gongs were striking at the same time, and it was like the sound of sawtooth rubbing and pulling against each other.

The fighting spirit splashed everywhere, and the blade of the Ji Du slashing knife was instantly covered with a layer of hoarfrost visible to the naked eye, and the battle knife in Feng Lian's stabbing maniac's hand wanted to press down, but he felt that there was a trace of *** on the blade of the knife, and the blade of the war knife that could break the metal actually collapsed!

That was the moment when the two knives collided, the difference in materials, and the result!

How could it be? Feng Lian clenched his teeth, and the Ice Flame Fighting Qi had just entered the blade of the Horse Chopping Knife, and most of it was stopped, and there was not much Fighting Qi that could be transmitted to the knife wielder! What kind of knife is this?

Continue to press down with the sword, force the opponent's fighting spirit to break through the opponent's fighting soldiers, or modify the attack knife position?

If you continue to fight, you are betting on your fighting spirit and luck! Gambling on your own fighting spirit can break through the lines of the opponent's fighting spirit to block the fighting spirit, freeze the dry fighting spirit, reduce its movement speed, and then shoot to kill it!

To modify the knife position, it is necessary to organize another attack, and the opportunity to seize must be re-contested.

In an instant, Feng Lian's instinct to stab the berserker made the most correct way of fighting, and the battle knife stopped pressing down with the turn of his wrist, and struck an edge diagonally, wanting to wipe the dry battle knife and slide down to cut.

The blade of the sword was like a poisonous snake climbing along the trunk of a tree, slashing at the arm of the tree with great speed, and the white frost was slashed from the place where the sword passed, like the frost of early winter.

What a ruthless knife! Energetic eyes lit up, if he changed to that position, he would also make such a reaction, the gap between the two sides is too big, that combat knife is just a second-level fighting soldier, if it weren't for the strength of the Nine Battles of Demon Slayer to support it, the strength of the two sides is equal, and he can shatter the weak point of his second-level inferior fighting soldier!

Feng Lian's stabbing knife momentum changed, less ruthless at the beginning, more poisonous snake's venom, clinging to the blade of the horse chopping knife and walking extremely fast, if the extremely sharp blade touched the arm of the energetic, even the golden body of Fengyun could not stop this terrible knife!

The strength suddenly turned his wrist, and the war knife learned Feng Lian's stabbing frenzied slippery rubbing, and also slashed and slashed on the opponent's war knife!

This knife slashed in the air, Feng Lian's stabbing eyes suddenly flowered, as if it was not a horse chopping knife that flew down, but a long river hanging high among the stars, countless stars gathered on the sword and rolled and flowed, making people's hearts give birth to irresistible thoughts!

Actually hit the knife and melted the smell of the stars?

Feng Lian's stabbing madness heard the roar of the knife like a long river, and his scalp tingled for a while, his fighting strength was far above his strength, but now because of the huge gap between the fighting soldiers, his fighting spirit could not be suppressed! If he fought with his fists and feet, he only needed a few punches to knock people down!

Now...... Now......

Feng Lian's ears were stabbing mad when he heard the rushing waves of the long knife, as if the long river had fallen from the sky, and his heart was beating, knowing that the result of this knife being hard with a war knife was to block it, and the war knife might also be scrapped!

Feng Lian stabbed out the strength of the old Demon Slayer Nine Battles, grabbed the ground to the right with the ten fingers of his feet, and his body seemed to be moved by someone to a length of two feet, avoiding the slash of the long river.

At the same moment, Qianjin's eyes narrowed into a slender slit, and any airflow in the entire battlefield seemed to be completely controlled, and the cultivation results of the ancient desolate sand sea in exchange for his life really broke out completely this time, and his feeling reached an unprecedented height, and every grain of sand rolling beside him in the sand sea could be clearly felt.

At the same time that Feng Lian stabbed his ten fingers and grasped the ground, he had already observed and felt everything, his knees trembled slightly, and Wanying, who was not even a half-finished product of Wanying, had already rushed up, and the slashing Ji Du knife was suddenly retracted, and the surging qi wave suddenly stopped, and the piercing sword light seemed to solidify at this moment!

The stars are gone!

The vigorous pulling and slashing of the saber is like a long river of stars falling from the sky, which is suddenly frozen! It is frozen! The sound of the waves rushing like a great river, and the boundless slashing power are all still! It is the sword light, and it is like the sword light in a painting, condensed!

In this case, only when the speed of the knife is combined with the skill, the vision will appear!

The paused sword light on Jidu's horse slashing knife broke out again, from explosive to quiet, and then from extremely quiet to explosive, the horse slashing knife was like a moody sea of ancient barren sand, the sword light and fighting spirit exploded, and the fighting spirit was like a thousand swords covering Feng Lian's stabbing madness.

Saint-level fighting skills break the ground and slash!

The momentum of the whole person is different from before, and the hard training in the ancient barren sand sea days has really made a breakthrough under the pressure of Feng Lian's stabbing blade!

This is not a breakthrough in strength, but a breakthrough in the artistic conception of the battle, a knife is no longer just a simple advance, there is an indescribable general trend hidden in the blade, with the fierceness and coldness of the ancient barren sand sea, but also with a trace of the vast mystery of the stars, they are all gathered into the momentum of the advance, which makes people face the sword with a kind of long river, alone in the face of the long river that breaks the embankment, they are so small.

The sound of the sword and the fighting spirit of the sword implied the sound of war drums, and the sword light filled every gap, and the huge war knife seemed to be no longer a knife, but a paintbrush in the hands of an art master, painting the mysterious sky stars in the sky.

Knife...... Like stars!

The endless world follows the learning of Uncle Black and others, and the vision has already become different under the subtle enthusiasm, and the moment of accumulation of years of precipitation suddenly explodes, and the explosion is to the extent that the enthusiasm is unexpected.

Tie Nan's strong suppression did not break out, and the sneak attack of the Lei family master's fighting spirit level did not break out, but it suddenly broke out in this place, and the accumulation of many times only needed a small trigger to break out, Feng Lian's stabbing frenzied shot, and finally found this point.

Huh, the corners of his eyebrows are raised high, the artistic conception of this knife is definitely not the level that a demon warrior can cut out, but it has been cut out!

Feeling the overwhelming sword momentum, the sword might, Feng Lian's stabbing expression really became solemn, and his body seemed to be struggling in the long river of stars, and it was impossible to dodge!

In a short period of time, Qiang Jin relied on the war knife to seize back the opportunity and advantage, Feng Lian stabbed madly in the center of the sword qi and jumped wildly, dodging? Lucky is also injured! This knife, this abominable war knife! If there is no such knife......

"Open!"

Feng Lian's stabbing eyes crossed a trace of determination, get rid of this knife first!

With a burst of shouts, countless strips of blue-blue fighting qi visible to the naked eye spurted out from his battle knife! The air cooled down in an instant, and the area around the blade dropped directly below zero! More than below zero! The moisture in the air was solidified in an instant, and then the condensed moisture actually burned strangely......

Feng Lian roared wildly, and the breath that erupted from his mouth froze the air, and in an instant, he was about to freeze the sword momentum of the mighty river.

At the same time, Feng Lian's stabbing knife turned into a white knife line and slashed at the Jidu knife, crashing into a buzzing sound, and the second-level fighting soldier broke into hundreds of metal fragments in an instant, and the strong fighting spirit impact was not to rush through the fighting soldiers, but to produce a strong impact force, impacting the combat knife in the hand of the open force!

minus 30 degrees! Feng Lian stabbed the fighting sequence of the exclusive fighting technique, minus 30 degrees! The distress made the muscles of the whole body ache!

Ice Flame Fighting Qi's exclusive fighting skills, zero degrees, minus ten degrees, minus thirty degrees, minus 100 degrees, great advancement, true zero! ultimate advancement, absolute zero!

Over the years, Feng Lian's stabbing maniac has finally completed the condensation of the third fighting sequence, minus thirty degrees!

In the blink of an eye, the aggressive arms were directly frozen in ice! Although the impact of the powerful fighting order could not be transmitted into the body of the fighting soldier to form the strongest impact, the impact of the brutal simple fighting spirit that exploded at the speed was enough to make the fighting soldier feel like he was about to fly out.

The sword momentum of the great river has stopped!

The impact of Feng Lian's stabbing frenzied battle knife explosion made Qianjin's arm numb, and his person had already broken through most of the knife crack and approached at high speed, and his fist jumped ten degrees below zero in the second fighting order of the Ice Flame Fighting Qi, and hammered hard at Qianjin's head!

The paralysis appeared quickly and disappeared very quickly, but the temperature of minus 30 degrees had no effect on the dryness at all, and the paused knife movement moved again!

How is it possible? Feng Lian felt the sword qi around him, his pupils contracted again and again, although his Ice Flame Dou Qi could not enter Qianjin's body, but the air was frozen, and the temperature of minus thirty degrees was enough to make Qianjin unable to move!

The battle knife has been shattered! The fighting order has also exploded! Feng Lian has no way to retreat, and his shoulders suddenly sink! There is a momentum that has no return to blast into the chest of Qianjin! Ten degrees below zero, it will be broken for me!

Grab the time, grab the space! Grab the upper hand!

In an instant, Feng Lian's stabbing speed was a little faster again, the horse slashing knife pulled and slashed and fell, the frozen blade slashed into Feng Lian's stabbing maniac's shoulder, and the ground-breaking slash attached to the blade rushed into his body, and the power that the earth could split directly into it, and the blood sprayed into the air and turned into ice slag.

Feng Lian's body twisted hard to the side! The horse chopping knife fell, his left shoulder and arm were cut off alive, blood gushed out from the wound, and his right fist pressed against Qianjin's chest, and the shattered minus ten degree fighting order spurted out from the fist.

Qianjin's expression was as quiet as a mysterious star, and it was impossible to guess, his body felt the rolling of every grain of sand around him, his legs shook at high speed below the knees, and his body forcibly shifted to the side to dodge.

A mass of frozen air visible to the naked eye erupted from Feng Lian's fist at the same time! 200,000 ...... 300,000 ...... 400,000 ...... 500,000 ...... 700,000 rpm!

The slashing knife shattered the heavy wound, reducing the explosive power of the fighting qi, and the explosion of the second fighting order was mixed with the special fighting qi of the ice flame, and once again burst out with a power beyond the limit of the fighting energy.

Bang! Like the muffled sound of a wooden stick hitting a sack full of weeds, it exploded in the middle of the battlefield, and the Jidu swords flew high and rotated in the air and landed at the feet in front of Mu Ne Zhence.

Qianjin's body moved three feet horizontally, and his feet changed again and again, and the ground with each step was to freeze the weeds, and then burn them in an instant, and the clothes on his right shoulder had already turned to black ash.

Didn't dodge! Slow down for a moment! The power of the top level of the Golden Fighting Heart is really too much, even if you punch in the air and give up the power of using the fist as a medium to explode, you can still beat the demon slayer to death with one punch!

On the right shoulder of the bronzed skin, there were stains of oil on the flesh and the flames, and the white ice adhered to the dry shoulder, like countless small insects burrowing into the body.

The corners of his eyebrows jumped, but he was not killed? This kid's body is so strong? Although the punch was released in the air, it lost its ** as a backing, and its power was greatly reduced.

But, after all, it is a fighter who has trained to the top level of the golden fighting heart, and it is obvious that he has exploded a powerful fighting skill, even if this punch shatters half of the shoulder, there is nothing strange about it, it just hit his shoulder like a burn, how tough is this person's body?

Not dead? How could it be! Feng Lian stabbed maniacically covering the severed arm with one hand, and his body was about to faint with shaking and pain, but he saw that his face was moving in pain, and the shoulder that should have been shattered by a punch to the point that there were no bones or flesh.

Damn knife wounds! Feng Lian's stabbing maniac eyes lit up, he was stabbed first, and his body was severely injured and he couldn't exert his full strength, otherwise even a punch in the air would be able to shatter this person's body.

"Since you're not dead!" Feng Lian's stabbing legs and knees bent suddenly, ignoring the blood on his arms, like a fierce beast rushing straight to Qianjin, his free palm slapped his own wound, and the high-speed freezing and burning stopped the bleeding of the wound, and his wrist flipped in the air, and the volley shrouded Qianjin's head.

There was no fighting soldier, Feng Lian was confident that in terms of fists and feet, even if his body was severely injured and his strength was rapidly weakening, it was enough to kill the energy! Wherever the open palm passed, four traces of air condensed into ice in the sky, and everywhere he passed, there was the sound of ice cracking, and a big hand shrouded the energy.

The fighting veins in Qianjin's body are cold, but at the same time, it is like being in a burning sea of fire, but this flame is not hot, but cold, burning the fighting energy, burning the fighting veins, and even attacking the fighting knots.

600,000 turns...... 550,000 turns...... 500,000 turns......

In the flash of light, Feng Lian's body was severely injured, the fighting veins of one arm disappeared completely, becoming incomplete, the rotation speed of the fighting qi decreased rapidly, and the 400,000 rpm of fighting qi was slammed down, just like a titan picking up the stone pillar and striking with all his might.

It's too late! The minus 10-degree fighting technique that exploded in Qianjin's body scurried around under the leadership of the Ice Flame Fighting Qi, like a gang of thugs slaughtering into a peaceful town, slashing and burning everywhere.

In a hurry, what can be done is to sink the waist and bend the knees, the whole person is like sitting on a stone bench, the body frame is like a big clock, and the arm is lifted from the bottom to the top, not like drawing a knife, or even like raising a fist, but more like lifting the hammer to forge and strike iron, rushing up with the palm, choosing the simplest hard hit.

The third hammer of the eighteen hammers of the peak is full of toughness at this moment, like a giant elephant raising its head, a fist that is not too huge is surrounded by fighting energy, and the three fighting hearts rotate at the same time and burst out with an extreme speed of 300,000 revolutions, as if Beamon is dancing a sledgehammer and setting off a whining wind.

This time, it was hard to fight, and it was impossible to judge whether it was more fierce than Meng or stronger Titan.