Chapter 212: The Flame of Hatred

Click, click, click!

Lin Feng's fists were clenched, his joints were white, blood was dripping, and his murderous aura suddenly surged.

The cold light in his eyes made the people around him involuntarily take half a step back, and Ding Zhao felt even more cold all over.

In fact, the situation just now was completely unexpected by him. His target is clearly Lin Feng!

That weird wind, is it...... He didn't dare to think about it.

"Quick, send someone down to search and rescue, and prepare the Lingyun Ladder!" Cao Chai reacted immediately, "If you live to see people, you have to see corpses when you die." ”

The people below agreed, and the disciples of the Torture Hall dispersed in an instant.

He looked at Lin Feng again and said in a deep voice: "Lin Feng, don't do stupid things!" What happened to Woodsted was purely a mistake. You go back with me first, and wait until this matter is investigated......"

"Huh!" Lin Feng sneered.

Click!

The huge figure of the Ice Owl Dragon appeared behind him, and its ice-blue body released a chill.

Suddenly, half of the cliff ground was frozen, and everyone seemed to be standing on a blue lake.

The orange spiritual power continued to roar, and a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from Lin Feng's body towards everyone.

is also in the martial arts realm, and even most of the people's strength realm is higher than Lin Feng, but they were forced to take a few steps back by this gust of wind.

The inner disciple who was a little farther away was weak, and he was directly blown over, and the ping-pong rolled out.

Everyone was shocked by his momentum, but after all, everyone was an inner disciple, and his strength was not weak. Soon Qin Xiaochuan reacted, slapped the ground with both hands, and his body jumped into the air like a fish leaping into the dragon gate.

A powerful spiritual aura erupted, and a blazing air flow rolled in, and his fist slammed into Lin Feng at a rapid pace.

Lin Feng's eyes were scarlet, his neck was tall, his face was gloomy, he roared wildly, and raised his hand to slap.

Call!

The fierce palm wind met the fist, and the cold and the blazing heat collided violently.

There was a loud bang, and the two waves of red and orange qi rippled in all directions, like a storm, with great power, sweeping the place and cutting the ground three feet.

Qin Xiaochuan spurted out a mouthful of blood 'wow', leaned back, and fell out for a few feet.

"What a guts!" How did the five elders see their beloved disciples suffer again? He slapped his palms and pulled out a fiery red long sword, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like a prison.

However, just as he was about to make a move, he saw a shadow floating in front of him, Cao chased after him, and said lightly: "Fifth Elder, today is my Torture Hall to carry out the arrest mission, and you are just assisting." I'll do the rest. ”

Without waiting for the Fifth Elder to speak, Cao Chai kicked with a limp and didn't see him moving, but he was already standing in front of Lin Feng one step at a time.

"Let's!" Lin Feng said coldly.

"Presumptuous!" Cao Chai scolded, "Even if you have a great grievance in your heart, you must put the sect first!" ”

"Huh!" Lin Feng sneered.

"That's it, you won't listen to anything I say in your state, I'll talk to you first." Cao Chai twisted his hand and drew a sword from his crutch.

This sword is as thin as a silver thread, four feet long, and the silver light flows, and it is extremely sharp.

He swung his sword, and the sword qi fluctuated out, overwhelmingly pressing towards Lin Feng.

The difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and this strong sword qi was like a mountain full of sharp rocks, suppressing Lin Feng fiercely.

"Tied up!" Cao Chai shouted in a deep voice.

"Don't think!" Lin Feng's eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth and insisted.

He turned around and walked towards Ding Zhao, under the pressure, every step was so difficult. But no matter how difficult it is, today he has to slash Ding Zhao and avenge Woodside.

The stubborn young man's hairline, the corners of his mouth, the corners of his eyes, and his ears were all bloodshot, and with the sweat flowing down, it was caused by the heavy pressure of sword qi.

Cao Chai deliberately exerted pressure in order to force him to comply. Who would have thought that Lin Feng would be so stubborn, and would rather die than take revenge.

"You dare to do it with the deacon, and the sin is the same as the deception of the teacher and the ancestor!" Cao Chai shouted.

"He's just a dog, which sect did I deceive, and which sect ancestor did I destroy?" Lin Feng squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

Ding Zhao pretended to be dazed and sighed innocently: "Lin Feng, if you do it with me, you will force me to kill you." ”

"Lin Feng, come with me!" Cao Chai scolded again and again, he still had a trace of regret for Lin Feng in his heart, and it was also out of this intention to do it before the five elders just now.

Shout! Syllable!

There was a sudden sound in the distance, followed by a firework that dispersed, and there was Zhiyang Peak.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the fireworks and the ringing, they looked up at the sky, and then looked at the Fifth Elder and Cao Chai with an inquiring gaze.

"Purple signal, something is wrong!" The Fifth Elder shouted.

"Let's go!" Cao Chai gritted his teeth, although he was very eager to catch Lin Feng and ask him clearly, but this signal was like a talisman, forcing them to evacuate immediately.

"You two go over, leave it to me here." Ding Zhao arched his hand.

Cao Chai didn't speak, just glanced at him coldly, kicked his feet, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The fifth elder nodded and said, "Dead or alive, catch him for me!" ”

"Yes!" A flash of pride flashed in Ding Zhao's eyes, and he bowed down in agreement.

"Well, I'm tired." The five elders nodded, jumped forward, and disappeared to the top of the mountain.

Everyone left, and only Lin Feng and Ding Zhao were left on the top of the cliff in an instant.

Ding Zhao sneered: "Lin Feng, are you satisfied now?" There is a chance to kill me, but whether you kill it or not depends on whether you have the ability to do it! ”

After speaking, he twisted his neck, the muscles on his face twitched, and his facial features became extremely terrifying.

It's still that face, but when I look at it at the moment, it makes people feel hairy.

His body is undergoing terrifying changes. The vascular pythons bulge like a bruiser and then turn green. This directly caused his whole person to turn dark green.

This change brought about another change - Ding Zhao's spiritual pressure increased by two percent in an instant.

He walked towards Lin Feng step by step, murderous. With every step, a thick green and disgusting viscous liquid appeared under his feet, and the smell was extremely fishy.

Lin Feng didn't wait for him to get closer, he roared angrily, turned into a cold wind, and rushed away.

Eighteen-style heavenly wind palm, the raindrops are generally intensive, the cold wind on the top of the whole cliff is whistling, the spiritual light is dancing, and the sun seems to be dim.

Ding Zhao didn't dodge either, and his fist hit him straight up.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fist and palm collided violently, rippling circles of orange and green.

The fierce wind dispersed, and the sky was full of dust.

Both of them are lethal attacks, leaving no room for themselves.

The black and blue figures staggered by, all frozen in froze.

Phew!

Ding Zhao's shirt was torn, revealing a long bloody cut. The green strange pus and blood flowed out, and the stench was stinking.

Lin Feng shook it, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Ding Zhao turned his head, with a sneer in his eyes, grabbed his hands and pounced on Lin Feng again.

"I should have killed you, I should have killed you!" Ding Zhao couldn't stop talking.

His eyes were almost crazy, and pale green saliva kept flowing from his mouth as he spoke.

Lin Feng rushed forward a few steps, turned around quickly, kicked his foot, and pounced on Ding Zhao again.

His blood was boiling at the moment, and he just wanted to avenge Woodside, and the flames of hatred were burning.

(End of chapter)