Chapter Ninety-Three: The Flame of Hatred Burns the Mountain
Lin Feng didn't expect that Yuan Shaojie's defense was already so strong, and he couldn't hurt him in the slightest with all his strength.
"Huh!" Yuan Shaojie smiled contemptuously, "If you are smart, you should go away." Now that I have thrown myself into the net, do you want to drink the wedding wine of me and Qingzhu, and make trouble for the two of us? β
Lin Feng glanced at Yun Qingzhu in a coma, this was the first time he had taken a serious look at her facial features, and he was actually moved.
Her face is bloodless, and her beauty is so beautiful that it is heartbreaking. At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly realized that no matter how annoying this girl's arrogance was, she was still his wife.
And now, someone has hurt her. Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated, and this revenge will be avenged.
Furious, Lin Feng was surprisingly calm.
He said lightly, "You know what? You made two very stupid mistakes. β
"What's wrong?" Yuan Shaojie raised his eyebrows and asked with a sneer. In fact, he didn't care about this answer at all, he just wanted to humiliate Lin Feng.
With a mere strength in the warrior realm, even if he takes some kind of elixir to improve his strength, what can he do?
Whether or not to take medicine only makes a difference between the time of death.
Lin Feng didn't answer immediately, his spiritual power was like a python, and it continued to pour out from the dantian to meet the counterattack power. The chains shook violently, and puffs of green smoke floated up.
The chain was as hot as charcoal, and Lin Feng almost didn't hold it, and it turned red from the friction of the two forces.
A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Yuan Shaojie's mouth, and an even more blazing, desperate power continued to pour out from him, and the strong wind around him was fierce.
Flying sand and rocks are charming eyes.
At some point, he had an extra sword in his hand, white and thin, with a hidden blood groove bulging in the middle, and two blades flashing edges.
The sword looks like it's made of bone.
Call!
A stream of spiritual power poured into it, and the white sword body flashed with a miserable green light. Yuan Shaojie was silent, holding the long sword in his hand, dragging a deep mark on the ground, and rushed towards Lin Feng like a lightning speed.
Snort!
His speed was too fast, and his body rubbed against the air, forming a wave of qi fluctuations, like a transparent python, tumbling and stirring, and the huge force escaped.
The surrounding rocks, grass and trees were stirred up, and the sky was full of dust.
The powerful spiritual power came to his face, and Lin Feng only felt that all the joints of his body were aching, and the flesh and skin were blown tightly against the bones, and he couldn't move.
The other party's eyes are even more terrifying.
Strictly speaking, it is no longer a human eye, the eyeball is completely atomized, and the green is like a burning ghost fire.
Swish!
The man has arrived, and the sword has come out.
At the moment when the tip of the sword approached, Lin Feng exerted all the strength of his body to break free from the shackles brought by the huge coercion.
Whoa!
The chains swung all over the sky, and the crimson of silver-gray mixed with friction formed a web in front of him.
With a crisp sound, the sword collided with the chain, and a string of fire flashed out in an instant.
The extremely aggressive huge force oppressed him, which gave Lin Feng an opportunity to take advantage of.
He tapped his toes lightly, and with the help of oppressive force, his body floated backwards like a kite. The moment he landed, he immediately hunched forward and rushed forward.
Spiritual power continued to pour out from the dantian, and the huge power brought by the Phantom Spirit Pill was superimposed layer by layer, making Lin Feng feel the expansion brought by the power.
At this moment, he just wants his fists, kicks, chains, and even teeth to fall on his opponent. Thinking of what this guy had done to his family, he hated it.
What the Wind Trick brings is not only an increase in speed, but also a change in the speed of the move and the speed of the move.
The spiritual power is like lightning, and it can go from the dantian to the hundred bones in an instant. The chains danced wildly, constantly smashing on the opponent's sword. In the sonorous sound of metal and bone colliding, the sky was full of sword lights.
Finally, the sword was wrapped in chains, and with a whoosh, it flew out, piercing straight into a rock.
The enemy's eyes were red when they met, and in their eyes, hatred erupted.
The weapon was gone, and the two of them punched each other with their bare hands, and in an instant, they threw dozens of punches to each other. At this moment, they all forgot about the pain.
Bang!
The blazing spiritual power wrapped around Lin Feng's fist, dodging the opponent's flying kick and hitting the opponent's abdomen fiercely.
Yuan Shaojie didn't care about this, he desperately let Lin Feng hit, and the moment he approached, he stretched out his hand that was as dry as a ghost claw, and his sharp nails were like daggers, and he grabbed the back of his neck fiercely.
Lin Feng's body was short, and the whole person threw himself to the ground, dodging the ghost claws. Followed by him holding the ground with both hands in turn, and kicking with both feet, the person was like a windmill spinning at high speed.
His speed was getting faster and faster, and at first Yuan Shaojie could barely block, but then he couldn't see where his legs were at all.
I saw the aura dancing, and his whole body was like a killing weapon, constantly twisting towards the other party's body. The burning of the Phantom Spirit Pill, the stubborn obsession, and the desire for revenge all made Lin Feng burst out with unprecedented strength.
His body tore through the air, and there was a loud snort, and the air seemed to burn.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, Lin Feng kicked out hundreds of kicks, and his feet hit the target.
But seeing Yuan Shaojie's body, he was deflated, and no matter how hard his muscles were, he couldn't withstand the anger of revenge. The whole person was constantly pushed back by Lin Feng.
With the last kick, Lin Feng kicked him in the chest, and with a click, his sternum seemed to be broken.
Yuan Shaojie's whole body was arched, his head was lowered and his hands were drooping, and the broken kite flew out upside down for more than 20 zhang.
Cracking sound!
His body smashed through several towering trees, eventually crashing into a mountain rock, embedded in it like a fossil.
Lin Feng fell to the ground, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his hands and feet trembled slightly.
Staring at the rock, he waited for a moment, then turned and walked towards the unconscious trio.
Of course, Yuan Shaojie would not die so easily, but Lin Feng needed to determine the condition of the three of them first.
Fortunately, Zhao Yue'er and Yun Qingzhu were just knocked unconscious by the sealing hole, and Ah Wu's situation was more serious, Lin Feng felt that although he was alive, he seemed to have no soul.
This made Lin Feng even more angry, although Ah Wu was his entourage, they grew up together since childhood, and they were like brothers.
Even when Lin Feng was at his lowest ebb and most difficult, Ah Wu never abandoned him. He silently endured humiliation and bullying, accompanied Lin Feng, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were siblings.
Suddenly, Lin Feng's body stiffened and couldn't move, and a thin green line climbed up his body, like a snake and a rope, cold and piercing, imprisoning him.
"Hehe, you think you can beat me like this? How could there be such a naΓ―ve guy? Mori Leng's hoarse laughter came from behind him.
saw Yuan Shaojie, breaking free from the rock little by little.
The scene was horrible, like a human skin torn from a stone. He jumped to the ground, twisted his neck, and made a creepy clattering sound all over his body.
There was even a terrible change in him.
In every pore of him, green pus poured out, with a rancid smell, flowing down his skin, and soon formed a pool of dark green water under his feet, gurgling and bubbling.
Yuan Shaojie's ten fingers were all stained with this disgusting pus, and his fingertips were green. He slowly raised his hand and pointed at Lin Feng: "You probably don't know yet, right?" As early as a few days ago, I planted evil on you, and I know everything you do. β
Lin Feng suddenly thought that a few days ago in the ghost market of Yunmang Mountain, when he was watching the Nine Pole Bird, he met Yuan Shaojie. When the other party left, he did shudder as he passed by.
It turned out that at that moment, a green light had penetrated into his body and had already lurked.
(End of chapter)