Chapter 313: The terrifying Ling Feng

Quiet!

Quiescence!

Deathly quiet!

Everyone looked at this scene with disbelief in their eyes.

Ling Feng killed Liu Lao and He Jinran strongly, those strange moves, those moves that had no power to resist at all, these were not those that could resist.

Ling Feng stood in the air, his momentum climbed to the extreme, and the whole person was like a god, high above, looking down.

"You're all on the wrong track!" Ling Feng's gaze was a little sharp, and his voice was extremely indifferent.

Everyone bowed their heads, they went wrong, and if they were wrong, they would pay the price.

"You should have died!" Ling Feng's voice like a judgment resounded through the sky, but then Ling Feng's voice changed again, "I think you are all driven by people, so I won't kill you." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they had finally cultivated to the current realm, and if they were going to die just because they took a wrong step, they were a little unwilling.

Who can guarantee that you will not make mistakes? But death is the price, that is too great!

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished, and I will banish you in the Valley of Blood for ten thousand years. Ling Feng looked at those people, indifferent as water!

Everyone was shocked, looking at Ling Feng's gaze and a little shocked, they couldn't believe what Ling Feng had just said.

Ten thousand years old, the largest of them is no more than a thousand years. But now, Ling Feng opened his mouth to be exiled for ten thousand years. This makes those people simply unacceptable.

"Do you think time is too short?" Ling Feng's voice changed, and his gaze at those people also became fierce, and the momentum of his whole body pressed down, and some weak monks continued to tremble.

"10,000 years is too long. An old man stood up in the middle of the desolation period, looking at Ling Feng's gaze a little indifferent.

Ling Feng looked at the old man who stood up, a hint of a smile appeared on his face, but that smile was a little mocking.

"Then how long do you think it's appropriate?" Ling Feng played with taste.

"A hundred years is enough!" the old man looked at Ling Feng, and his face was a little proud.

Ling Feng wasn't angry, he looked at those people with a smile even more on his face, "You guys think so too?"

Those people looked at Ling Feng, and a trace of essence flashed in their eyes, and they all nodded in unison.

"Haha!" Ling Feng looked at those people and suddenly burst out laughing, his eyes full of coldness.

Ling Feng was furious, and his gaze when he looked at those people also turned cold, and the spiritual power that originally gushed out of his body was replaced by demonic energy.

The demonic aura is swirling, like a desolate beast devouring the sky, making people dare not look at it directly.

"Smack!"

A crisp voice sounded, and Ling Feng turned into an afterimage, and slapped his palm on the old man's face.

"Canopy!" The old man flew out directly, and then, Ling Feng's face froze, and the magic sword in his hand swung out lightly, and a sword qi slashed directly towards the old man.

"No!" the old man's voice was a little frightened, and his face was full of fear.

The sword qi pierced the air and came straight in!

The old man felt a little remorseful in his heart, he regretted that he had stood up, he thought that his cultivation in the barren period could attract Ling Feng's attention, but now, he found that Ling Feng didn't care about him at all.

His eyes were staring at the sword qi at this time, and his eyes were full of fear, and at this moment, he felt that death was so real.

Ling Feng was like a god of death, standing tall and swooping towards the old man again.

"Poof!" The magic sword slashed through the old man's head at once, and suddenly a stream of blood spurted out, and the red blood gushed out at once, like a pillar of blood, spurting out directly.

Everyone took a deep breath, they looked at Ling Feng's gaze and were also a little timid, they didn't dare to look directly at Ling Feng's gaze at all.

"Who of you is still unconvinced?" That cold and indifferent voice, the unstoppable expression, and the arrogant cheeks made Ling Feng become fearful.

Everyone lowered their heads, they didn't dare to look directly at Ling Feng's eyes, that sharp gaze, there was a trace of bloodthirsty fierce light in those eyes, which made people even more panicked.

"Don't be afraid, if we are banished in the Valley of Bloody Battles, then we will not be free for 10,000 years, and in 10,000 years, we will even fall in the Valley of Bloody Battles. Suddenly, a voice sounded in the crowd, and with a hint of wisdom in it, pierced the sky.

Ling Feng didn't stop those people, a smile also appeared on his face, in his eyes, these people were just clowns, some dispensable existences.

"Ten thousand years of freedom, it is even very likely to fall elsewhere!" many people thought secretly in their hearts, and their gaze as they looked at Ling Feng was also changing.

"Let's all go together, no matter how strong Ling Feng is, he can't be our opponent!" that voice sounded again.

Everyone was stunned, everyone looked at each other, and there was some change in their eyes.

"Kill!"

I don't know who shouted, and immediately after, many people rushed towards Ling Feng.

Ahri looked at the people who suddenly rushed out, her face couldn't help but change slightly, while the people of the wild bull were holding weapons and looked at the monks who rushed out with a solemn face.

"Master, you go quickly, we will resist you!" Manniu's deep voice sounded, although there was no emotional fluctuation on his face, it was not difficult to hear the anxiety in his voice.

"Master, you go to Zuochen Mountain, I think Mr. Zuoqiu will help us. Ahri's voice was also a little urgent, and she looked at the dense monks, and her eyes were a little solemn.

"Teacher, let's go!" Xu Long Xu Hu's eyes were also a little anxious, and his voice was a little trembling.

"Teacher, where you once preached, Diyun is there, and if the teacher goes, he will definitely help you. Broken Lin's voice was also a little solemn, and he looked at Ling Feng, his eyes were also a little flat.

Ling Feng looked at these people, and he was also a little moved in his heart, now that there are so many enemies, they still don't give up on themselves, and they are not even afraid of death, in the remnant realm, who else is there besides these few people?

"Heavenly Flame Cold!" Suddenly, a voice sounded in the air, with a hint of domineering in that voice, and a heavy sword also appeared in his hand, and the heavy sword slowly slashed down, with a cold air, and there was a trace of flame in the cold air.

"Di Yun!" Ahri looked at the man who suddenly appeared, and her beautiful eyes were also a little shocked.

"Di Yun?" Ling Feng looked at the man, and a smile appeared on his face.

Di Yun held a heavy sword, and the original long ink-colored hair also turned red and white, and the long red and white hair fluttered in the wind, as if it would be a god of war.

"Whew!" voices rang out, and I saw those monks falling continuously, and suddenly, the corpses under Di Yun's body had reached a hundred.

"Teacher. Di Yun stood in front of Ling Feng and said respectfully.

Ling Feng looked at Di Yun and nodded with satisfaction, looking relieved.

"I'm late. Di Yun looked at Ahri with some apologies.

Ahri shook her head, her eyes were a little lost, he looked at the man with long white hair, there was a look of vicissitudes on his cheeks, it seemed to be a maturity honed over the years, which made Ahri extremely fascinated.

"Di Yun?" the monks seemed to recognize Di Yun, and their eyes were a little shocked.

Di Yun, a man who was once extremely famous in the remnant world, was once the city lord of the Demon City, which made many people know him.

"Di Yun, don't stop us. Among the monks, a burly man looked at Di Yun with a little solemnity in his eyes.

Di Yun looked up, his eyes were also a little solemn, among these monks, many of them were extremely famous monks in the remnant realm, and even a few of them were not necessarily opponents, this time, Di Yun felt that it was unprecedentedly tricky.

"I'm sorry, the woman I love so much is the Immortal Hall Holy Beast, and my teacher is the Lord of the Immortal Palace. Di Yun looked at those monks, his voice was also a little firm, and after a moment of silence, he looked at Duan Lin, and his voice was also a little high: "My brother, he will fight side by side with me!"

Everyone's faces changed, Di Yun's reputation was too great, and the two moves of ice and fire, few of the monks present could resist it.

"During the barren period, five people went to contain Di Yun, three of them forcibly broke Lin, and the rest were all rushed to me!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man among those monks stood up and looked at those monks.

The middle-aged man's whole body was wrapped in colorful spiritual power, and the majestic spiritual power covered his whole body, making people see at a glance that his cultivation was the peak of desolation.

As soon as the middle-aged man's words were closed, everyone suddenly moved, and the monks were all rushing forward, and none of them retreated.

Ling Feng looked at the people rushing over, a smile also appeared on his face, only to see that the magic sword in his hand turned, the magic sword body was full of demonic energy, and his whole body was also wrapped in demonic energy, at this moment, he was like a demon god.

"Boom!"

The magic sword was swung out, and suddenly the sky roared, and a thunderbolt fell, flashing across the sky.

The magic sword in Ling Feng's hand was constantly swinging, his moves were extremely simple, without the slightest fancy, but even so, there were very few people who could dodge.

Picking, stabbing, slashing, criticizing, swinging, teasing, and dancing, these swordsmanship are basically killing moves at this time, and when Ling Feng doesn't move, there will be a corpse lying at his feet.

Ancient martial arts!

At this moment, Ling Feng had already used the Ancient Martial Sword Technique, which was regarded as an extremely powerful secret method by the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons, how could he not be curious about the power of this secret method?

Ling Feng's whole body = demonic qi was swirling, his eyes were red, his eyes were full of murderous color, and there was a sinister aura exuding from his body, which couldn't help but make those monks stop moving forward.

Ling Feng looked at the dense corpse lying under his feet, a smile also appeared on his face, at that moment just now, his whole person entered a state, a state of sword dominance.

"Huh!" There was a sound of breaking through the air, and I saw the magic sword in Ling Feng's hand swing slightly, and the magic sword slashed towards those monks with a trace of irresistible momentum.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The sound of blood spurting out one after another, corpses fell, and suddenly Ling Feng's feet were piled up like a mountain, making people dare not look at them directly.

Ling Feng didn't pay any attention to these at all, at this time his whole person entered a state, that state could not be interrupted, he seemed to have comprehended the true meaning of this sword.

Sword move!

A cold light flashed, and suddenly a corpse appeared under Ling Feng's feet, and the demonic killing had already shocked many monks, and even made many monks dare not step forward.

At this time, Ling Feng was the demon among these monks, their nightmare, and the invincible divine residence!