He wanted to kill, he wanted to sacrifice them with blood, to honor his loved ones.

Looking at the person lying on the ground, Ling Feng suddenly knelt on the ground, his eyes full of sadness.

Mother, Ouyang Yu'er, Shangguan Xiaoqiu, Ling Yu'er, Chu Tian, Di Yun, etc., they were all lying here, some of them blew themselves up and died, and some were killed by the enemy.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth flashed with a hint of indifference, and then he picked up the magic sword beside him and slowly stood up.

His steps faltered, as if he could fall at any moment.

The four of Dongfang Phoenix followed closely behind Ling Feng, and the four of them held various weapons and walked towards Pu Gyro and them.

Many of the monks in Fengnan County left, not because they didn't believe in Ling Feng, but because they were so strong that they couldn't believe that Ling Feng could win.

Ling Feng glanced at Fengnan County, but his heart was dripping blood.

This is where he guards, this is the people he shelters, and at the end of the day, they chose to leave.

Ling Feng's heart was dripping blood, but he didn't retreat in the slightest.

He wants to avenge his relatives and slay these enemies.

One man and one sword, the steps are faltering, but full of determination.

Pu Gyro watched Ling Feng's momentum continue to rise, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, as for the Demon Sword Immortal beside him, he looked at Ling Feng in shock.

He was already at the peak realm of a pseudo-god, and he also had a strong power of faith, but he didn't break through the last step, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't cross it.

If he wanted to break through to the last step, the power of faith he had collected was simply not enough, but now, he saw the majestic power of faith in Ling Feng's body, and saw the power of faith that was enough to support his breakthrough.

"Let me do it. The Demon Sword Immortal stood up, looked at Pu Gyro and said.

Pu Gyro was stunned for a moment, looked at the Demon Sword Immortal with a determined face, and did not stop it.

His strength is not as strong as the Demon Sword Immortal, he naturally will not be strong, the Demon Sword Immortal makes a move, but this is the best result.

The Demon Sword Immortal walked out, he quietly looked at Ling Feng, looking at this genius from the Divine Prefecture Continent.

He used to be a genius of the Shenzhou Continent, an invincible existence of the same level, and now Ling Feng is also a genius of the Shenzhou Continent now, a peerless genius who has surpassed many powerhouses of the older generation.

"Ling Feng, you are from my Shenzhou Continent, I can give you three moves. The Demon Sword Immortal took a deep breath, looked at Ling Feng and said, "Lest others say that I have no intention of bullying you junior." ”

Ling Feng didn't say anything, he just walked forward step by step, and then stopped three meters in front of the Demon Sword Immortal, and said indifferently: "Get out of the way!"

The Demon Sword Immortal frowned, and he looked at Ling Feng's gaze with some displeasure.

He used to be very arrogant and unruly, but he was very disgusted with anyone who was unruly to him, and put on a proud and cold look.

"Your opponent is me. The Demon Sword Immortal looked at Ling Feng with a smile and said lightly.

Ling Feng glanced at the Demon Sword Immortal, the magic sword in his hand was slashed down at once, and a sword qi instantly headed towards the Demon Sword Immortal.

The Demon Sword Immortal's body was slightly backwards, and he easily dodged Ling Feng's attack, then looked at Ling Feng and said, "Now you are not my opponent, if it was you in your heyday, you can still fight with me, now you are at the end of your rope, and you have no strength to use it." ”

Ling Feng didn't say anything, just looked at the Demon Sword Immortal lightly, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of indifference.

His body had indeed reached a limit, to a situation where he could not bear the load, and if it continued like this, his life would be lost because of his body.

"Ling Feng, let's do it, your body has reached its limit. At this time, Dongfang Phoenix and Bailiwei stood up and said seriously.

Their strength is very strong, especially Baili Weien, who controls thousands of desolate beasts, even in the world realm, she can resist for a while.

The Eastern Phoenix can control the phoenix between heaven and earth, and their strength should not be underestimated, but in the eyes of the Demon Sword Immortal, they still do not have the slightest threat.

In the same level, they are the most powerful existences, but in front of the pseudo-gods, they are just ants, a relatively powerful ant.

The two of them stood in front of Ling Feng, without a trace of emotion in their eyes, just looking at this scene lightly.

They wanted to resist Ling Feng for a while, so that Ling Feng had more chances of winning.

"I'm not dead, and it's not your turn to take on this responsibility. Ling Feng looked at the peak phoenix and Baili Weien and said slowly.

His heart was already filled with anger, and there was nothing but incomparable fighting intent and killing in his heart.

If he is not dead, his relatives cannot die, but now, he is not dead, but his relatives are dead.

Looking at the Demon Sword Immortal, Ling Feng pulled out ~ the magic sword in his hand, looked at the Demon Sword Immortal and said: "This sword was followed by me before I became famous, I thought that my confidante forged a sword with her body, and today, I will use her to kill the gods." ”

The Demon Sword Immortal looked at the magic sword in Ling Feng's hand, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

This sword is not an ordinary sword, and the evil energy and power contained in this sword are several times stronger than his long sword.

The Demon Sword Immortal's long sword is a fortune divine weapon, and it also contains an incomparably majestic power of faith, but the evil qi in Ling Feng's magic sword is not weaker than his own luck, and the power of faith contained in his magic sword is several times stronger than his own.

This kind of divine soldier made the Demon Sword Immortal very red.

"If I have the magic sword in his hand, breaking through this barrier is also within reach," the Demon Sword Immortal thought to himself, already determined to kill.

He wanted to kill Ling Feng, and only by killing Ling Feng could this magic sword be truly used by him.

"Yama Saint Monarch, I would like to see if this genius of the Shenzhou Continent is you Yama Ling Feng or Demon Sword Immortal Wuxin!" The momentum of the Demon Sword Immortal's whole person also rose suddenly, and the momentum of his whole body did not retain a trace of it, and he directly pressed towards Ling Feng.

The momentum of the Pseudo-God Peak Realm was instantly pressed, but Ling Feng stood in place without the slightest movement.

He didn't let go of any momentum to oppress the Demon Sword Immortal, because his strength was too much worse than the Demon Sword Immortal, not to mention that he was now seriously injured, so he needed to maintain his strongest state and wait to meet the enemy.

"Sword Devouring Nine Heavens!" the Demon Sword Immortal shouted angrily, and the long sword in his hand instantly swung out.

The moment the long sword was swung, the air was covered with sword marks, but there was no sword shadow.

Where the sword was marked, there was no shadow of a long sword, and the sword seemed to disappear into thin air.

Ling Feng's face was solemn, he was also a master of using swords, he could naturally see the extraordinary things about this swordsmanship, he didn't move, it wasn't that he didn't dare to move, but he hadn't determined where the long sword was, and where it would appear in the next moment.

"Kill!" Suddenly, Ling Feng's figure also moved suddenly.

He didn't move like a mountain, but he moved like thunder, only to see a figure flickering by, leaving only afterimages in place, and then the magic sword in his hand instantly stabbed towards the void.

Sonorous!

With a loud bang, the Demon Sword Immortal's attack was instantly broken by Ling Feng, and Ling Feng also took a few steps back, the five organs in his lower abdomen trembled slightly, and a mouthful of blood poured towards his throat.

Ling Feng's face was a little pale, he forcibly endured the mouthful of blood in his throat, otherwise he would spit it out, looking at the Demon Sword Immortal with an indifferent expression.

The Demon Sword Immortal looked at Ling Feng and did not speak, but had a calm expression.

Although his face was calm, his heart was very shocked.

Ling Feng was originally seriously injured, but he still received his full blow intact, which was worth facing the Demon Sword Immortal.

He didn't dare to underestimate Ling Feng, nor did he dare to make random remarks to provoke Ling Feng.

The seriously injured Ling Feng was so strong, if it was Ling Feng in his heyday, he would not be Ling Feng's opponent at all.

Thinking of this, the killing intent in the heart of the Demon Sword Immortal became even stronger.

Since he can resist his own moves, then attack the people around him.

"A sword flying immortal!" The Demon Sword Immortal did not spare his hand, and this sword directly attacked several people in the Eastern Phoenix.

Dongfang Phoenix watched the Demon Sword Immortal suddenly make a move, and a feeling of suffocation hit her heart, and she couldn't even resist a little.

The coercion of the False God Realm, this is simply not something that the Immortal Realm can resist.

Even the strongest Immortal Realm could not defeat the weakest World Realm, let alone a Pseudo-God Realm that was even stronger than the World Realm.

Ling Feng looked at the long sword that was attacking the Eastern Phoenix, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the Demon Sword Immortal would actually be such a person, and he would actually attack the Dongfang Phoenix.

"Ten Thousand Demon Golden Body!" Ling Feng shouted angrily, his whole body was wrapped in demonic qi, which made a trace of blood overflow from the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, which was already seriously injured.

He had already reached the limit, and now he was using such a huge consumption skill as the Ten Thousand Demon Golden Body, how could he support it.

"Ling Feng, you hurry up, you are not their opponent now. Dongfang Phoenix also saw that Ling Feng had reached a pole, and couldn't help but speak.

Ling Feng ignored her, just stood in front of them, like a high mountain, looking at the long sword that was constantly approaching.

This sword was full of fierce sword qi, but Ling Feng clearly felt that although this sword technique was strong, it was full of flaws.

"Darkwing Frenzy!" Ling Feng used another move, this move, directly wrapping the Demon Sword Immortal's attacking long sword.

Although the Dark Wing Frenzy was strong, it was extremely expensive, and after Ling Feng used this move, the whole person suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground.

Sail!

This move directly broke the Demon Sword Immortal's Sword Flying Immortal, but after he broke it, those Troll Clan monks surrounded him.

They couldn't beat Ling Feng just now, but now that Ling Feng was seriously injured and dying, they were confident that they could catch him.

Looking at Ling Feng's appearance, the four of the Eastern Phoenix protected Ling Feng in the center, looking indifferently at the enemies around them.

None of them flinched, and at this time, they all had the heart of death, wanting to protect Ling Feng.

Two confidantes, two friends are together, but Ling Feng's heart has a trace of heroism.

He remembered the picture of entering the Beixiu Demon God and the Starry Sky Sword Saint in the void, the corpses all over the sky, the void shattered, and the blood flowed like a river.

They were just immortal realm powerhouses, but they were pseudo-god realms.

He couldn't figure out why he couldn't kill the enemy.

He looked at the approaching troll monks, his eyes twinkling with a hint of choice.

"Get out of the way, I can still fight!" Ling Feng's voice was filled with a hint of battle intent, he could still fight, since he could still fight, how could he retreat?

He was a monk, a monk who practiced against the heavens, and he was a god in his last life, the only god king in the wilderness.

Even if it fell, he fell in battle.

Looking at the Demon Sword Immortal in the Pseudo-God Realm in front of him, he decided to kill the gods!