Zhuo Feng is very confident, not only because of his own speed, but also because of his greed for the surname, he believes that once he peels off the God of War armor, Lin Feng will definitely take away the God of War armor first, greed, the God of War armor is a weapon with the surname of God, and his combat power will soar tenfold.

As long as Lin Feng goes to get the God of War armor, he will have a chance to escape, the so-called gentleman is not too late to take revenge for ten years, Zhuo Feng believes that he will definitely be able to kill Lin Feng one day in the future.

But......

Whew!

A sudden sound of wind came from the back of his head, Zhuo Feng subconsciously tilted his head and followed his left ear with a sharp pain, and at a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw a spear as red as blood, piercing his left ear, and the rich smell of blood came to his nose.

(He didn't go to get the God of War Armor?) Zhuo Feng couldn't help but feel a burst of horror in his heart, he didn't even care about such a big benefit.

The body slanted away, Zhuo Feng covered his left ear in pain, at this moment his left ear had been completely pierced by Lin Feng, and he was swallowed up a large amount of essence blood and fighting qi by the Weeping Blood Divine Spear.

Lin Feng casually carried the Crying Blood Divine Spear and looked at Zhuo Feng with a sneer: "What, if you make trouble on my territory, if it's over, you want to escape?" Hehe, let's stay obediently! Kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, so please be a chicken!"

For a while, the blood light on the Weeping Blood Divine Spear flowed, and the bloody aura contained seemed to be even stronger.

The Weeping Blood Divine Spear has a characteristic that it evolves, and the ingestion of blood evil qi can continue to evolve, although it may not be comparable to things like the innate spirit treasure, but the acquired treasure is still possible, the weeping blood divine spear ingests blood, evil qi, especially when the blood of the strong, the faster it evolves, just ingested Zhuo Feng's essence blood, and the weeping blood divine spear conveyed an excited consciousness.

Zhuo Feng stared at Lin Feng deadly: "Why do you want to do this, doesn't the God of War armor have the slightest temptation for you?"

"No!" Lin Feng said truthfully: "I admit that the God of War Armor is indeed a very good thing, a weapon with a god surname! But in my opinion, it is still a little low-level, and it is not worth my attention!"

Whew!

Zhuo Feng's chest rose and fell slightly, he looked at Lin Feng carefully, and said slowly after a long time: "Okay, good, I underestimated you, with your realm, it is just waiting to step into the realm of a ground-level magician in the future!"

"I don't need you to remind me!" Lin Feng casually played with the Blood Crying Spear in his hand: "It tells me that your blood is wonderful, if it can absorb your blood, it will probably be able to evolve again?"

"God of War Armor!" Zhuo Feng roared angrily, and a brilliant light appeared on his body again, and then the majestic God of War armor was attached to his body again, the light in his hand flickered, and a light spear condensed again.

"It turns out that you still have a hand! I said that the God of War Armor is such a good thing, you will choose to discard it! Feelings can still be recycled!" Lin Feng shrugged as if he didn't care about it and said, "It's a pity!"

"Yes, if you directly snatch away the God of War Armor, maybe you can erase my consciousness and let the God of War Armor recognize the Lord again, but it's a pity that you missed the best opportunity!" Zhuo Feng said gloomily: "Isn't this feeling sad?"

"That's wrong, it's a pity that I said it, it's you!" Lin Feng looked at Zhuo Feng and sighed, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "God of Martial Dao, cultivate yourself, be brave and diligent, and overcome obstacles. Fight against the might of heaven and earth with your own will and strength, the stronger you are, the more courageous you are, never admit defeat, and vow not to bow your head!"

Lin Feng looked at Zhuo Feng with a sneer: "But now you, do you still have the spirit of martial arts? Even if you are a first-class martial saint, you still have these spirits, the God of War armor is a great help for you, but it is also your shackles, if you discard the God of War armor with great perseverance, maybe you can still comprehend the will of the God of War, and it is possible to go further, but unfortunately, your dependence on the God of War armor is too strong, now you, do you still have the will of martial arts?"

Zhuo Feng's pupils contracted violently, Lin Feng's words were like a morning bell and a dusk drum striking in the depths of his soul, the will of martial arts, is it eternal, the blood in his heart, has it ever calmed down?

"Now you don't even have the courage to discard the God of War Armor, how can you compete with me?" Lin Feng looked at Zhuo Feng with disdain: "In my eyes, you are just an ant, and you are not worthy of fighting me at all!"

Zhuo Feng's face turned red and white, as if he had fallen into great contemplation.

Then at this moment, Lin Feng suddenly moved, and the Weeping Blood Divine Spear exuded a hideous blood qi and went straight to Zhuo Feng's throat.

Zhuo Feng's pupils contracted extremely much, he had already captured Lin Feng's movements, and he was about to activate the defensive power of the God of War Armor subconsciously, but Lin Feng's words echoed in his ears like a ghost.

The Armor of the God of War is a major force for you, but it is also your shackles...... Your dependence on the God of War armor is too strong, now you, do you still have the will to martial arts?

In a trance, Zhuo Feng didn't even turn on the defensive power of the God of War Armor, and watched as the spear of the Bloody Spear went straight to his throat, and then pierced his neck fiercely, blood shot out, and Zhuo Feng's pupils contracted violently.

(Damn, damn it, how can I be distracted while fighting?) Life passed extremely much, Zhuo Feng suddenly realized something, the light gun in his hand wanted to be raised, but he no longer had the strength, the explosion said that the light points in the sky disappeared in the air, all he could do was to reluctantly look at Lin Feng: "Okay, I didn't expect you, you, you actually shook my mind!"

As a first-grade martial saint, the life energy is also extremely huge, even if it runs through the neck for a while and a half, it is definitely not easy to die.

"It's not that I shook your mind, it's that you doubt your own way!" Lin Feng said lightly: "In the depths of your heart, have you been doubting whether the God of War Armor is an external force for you, and whether you can reach the peak with the help of external force?"

Zhuo Feng couldn't help but be slightly stunned, Lin Feng said coldly: "My cultivation is also improved by relying on external forces, but I have never doubted my Dao, I firmly believe that if I follow my steps, sooner or later I can step on the peak, that's all!"

"Hehe, it sees, that's the case!" Zhuo Feng slowly closed his eyes with a relieved smile on his face.

(Zhuge Liang was able to scold the dead back then, and I am almost the same today, ha, I didn't expect some of the nonsense theories I saw in the novel to be so good, well, next time I must find someone to try it well!) Looking at Zhuo Feng, who had died, Lin Feng thought.

There was a gurgling sound from the Crying Blood Divine Spear, but it sucked the blood on Zhuo Feng's body clean, and in just an instant, Zhuo Feng fell to the ground like a dry corpse.

The blood of the Weeping Blood Divine Spear lingered, and the essence blood of a first-grade martial saint was enough to make it evolve to a certain level, Lin Feng flipped his hands and threw the Weeping Blood Divine Spear into the ring, and casually took off the God of War armor on Zhuo Feng's body, and then threw out a ball of flames, burning Zhuo Feng's body cleanly, and then the soles of his feet moved slightly and rushed towards Night Feather City.