"Master and Emperor Yan are old people? I don't know too much about that. ”

The light sword frowned slightly, he was a little puzzled, his master was inherited hundreds of thousands of years ago, and there could be no old people at the moment, unless, Emperor Yan was also a monk hundreds of thousands of years ago. Thinking of this, the light sword couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, if this was the case, it was very normal for him to lose to Emperor Yan.

"Light sword, set off to the Warring States and ask your master, who is this Yan Emperor!"

Emperor Fu's expression was extremely solemn, the hundreds of rune masters he had sent before, along with the three monks who were at the peak of the Xiaocheng Saints, at this moment, all of the Dao Yun had disappeared.

In other words, they're all dead!

Nearly five hundred rune masters, three monks at the peak of the Little Saints, were all killed to death by Lin Feng and the others. Emperor Fu's mood at this time can naturally be imagined, he clenched his fists, and roared angrily: "Lin Feng, if you don't kill you, the emperor of the Fu Kingdom, I don't want to do it." ”

"Yes! I'm going to leave immediately. ”

Light Sword felt more and more that Emperor Yan was really likely to be a monk hundreds of thousands of years ago, if not, how could he have such a strong strength. But at this time, just as Emperor Fu said, if you want to uncover the true identity of Emperor Yan, you can only find the master of the light sword and ask one or two.

The light sword came out of the Red Maple Guild, and the whole person disappeared into the air with a swish.

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Emperor Yan hugged Lin Feng and chased after the green dragon, his figure was as fast as lightning, the moment he swept across the sky, many old immortals who were sleeping in the ground suddenly opened their eyes, and they all threw a surprised light into the sky, this Dao Yun is really too powerful, although Emperor Yan has been suppressing the Dao Yun in his body, but this still does not affect the perception of some real strong people.

"Wu Guo has arrived!"

Emperor Yan followed the trail of the green dragon all the way, he flew through the sky, did not stop at all, he stood on a beautiful continuous mountain peak, turned his head, and glanced at the foot with deep eyes, only to see a huge monument standing on the top of the mountain.

On the monument, there is engraved the country of Wu.

Immediately, in just a moment, Emperor Yan took Lin Feng to a dense forest, found a cave, and placed Lin Feng in it for him to cultivate.

According to Emperor Yan's observations, this is the closest forest to the peak of the Movement.

Now, the night was dark, and it was already late in the evening, Lin Feng's body was injured, and the first thing Emperor Yan wanted to solve was to help Lin Feng treat his injuries. But Emperor Yan knew that Lin Feng had the Human Emperor Holy Body, no matter how serious the injury was, as long as it was not an absolute fatal injury, Lin Feng would definitely be able to recover as before with his super recovery ability.

Soon, after being called by Emperor Yan, Qinglong came from elsewhere with Tomurang. At this moment, the two of them and a dragon met in the forest closest to the top of the movement.

"Take care of him. I'm going to the top of the Move. ”

Qinglong and Tomurang had just arrived at Emperor Yan's side, and Emperor Yan spoke.

"What are you going to do there?"

Tomurang's expression moved slightly, he stared at Emperor Yan and asked.

"Lin Feng's body is injured, in order for his cultivation to be able to proceed normally tomorrow, I will go to the peak of energy to get something to help him heal his injuries and let him recover as soon as possible." Emperor Yan's eyebrows tightened, his eyes locked on the black mist in the distance, which was a place filled with smoke and poisonous miasma.

This is the burial place of countless monks.

"You know that he is injured, but you still want him to cultivate, is it possible that this cultivation is more important than his life? Can't you postpone your cultivation? Tomurang looked solemn and scolded. He looked at the young man with dark blue eyes in front of him, and couldn't help but feel that he was a little too cruel. At this time, Lin Feng was already injured, but Emperor Yan still had to force him to cultivate, and it was also a loss to Lin Feng to treat him as a brother, but he forced Lin Feng to his death.

"This battle is just the first battle."

"The next road will be even more difficult, if Lin Feng wants to give up, then I will definitely not force him to cultivate himself again. But if he doesn't want to give up, then I can only force him to do penance. ”

"It's a world of the jungle. Your weakness will not be exchanged for the pity of others, it will only make others look down on you, trample you under your feet, or kill you. ”

"I can't watch Lin Feng being killed by others because of his weakness, because I'm his brother!"

Emperor Yan's expression was extremely calm, looking at his face carefully, there was no expression at all, he was just recounting these words, as if he was describing a fact. In his opinion, Lin Feng was still too weak after all, so weak that it was almost unbelievable.

In Lin Feng's body, although he had so many great treasures, and even the only remaining green dragon in the world by his side, as well as the assistance of a peak monk like himself hundreds of thousands of years ago, all of this had nothing to do with Lin Feng.

Emperor Yan knew that even if he was willing to help Lin Feng and had been helping Lin Feng, Qinglong was also willing to help Lin Feng, but in this life, many roads had to be walked by himself, and no one could replace him.

In other words, sooner or later, Lin Feng will have to be alone. Blindly letting others help him, staying until the other day, when Lin Feng wants to be alone, he is afraid that it is an impossible thing.

Lin Feng is not a person who only knows how to rely on the help of others to do things.

If it is possible, he also wants to rely on his own strength, take charge of himself, protect the people he wants to protect, and help the people he wants to help, but he doesn't have that absolute strength, so he can only rely on external forces.

Now, Lin Feng forcibly fused the six flames and did not hesitate to fight with others with his life, which was enough to show that Lin Feng had the consciousness of death.

He wants to be strong, he wants to be extremely strong, even if it's death......

Accepting death, forgetting it, and no longer fearing death is the realization that every monk must have before he wants to become strong.

"Lin Feng, tell me your choice."

Emperor Yan's sharp eyes locked on Lin Feng lying in the cave and roared.

Lin Feng's arms were soaked in blood, so he had to lay flat on the bluestone slab weakly. He slowly opened his eyes, and there was some pain in his arm, but he was too tired to become numb to the pain.

He gently twitched his chapped lips, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his throat was really painful, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't seem to speak.

One move to kill the Heaven Glory Flame exploded, almost draining all the power in Lin Feng's body, causing Lin Feng's whole person to collapse directly at that moment. Lin Feng now really doesn't have the slightest strength, even if it's just a simple matter like talking, it is so difficult for him at this time.

Lin Feng's throat was very painful, his body was very tired, he wanted to speak, he wanted to say, "I want to cultivate, I want to become stronger." But with those four simple words, he really didn't have the strength to say them. He struggled weakly, rolling over and over on the stone slabs in the cave.

Outside the cave.

"This ......"

Tomurang's expression was grim, and he didn't hear any answer from Lin Feng, he smiled and continued: "In my opinion, let's let Lin Feng rest for two days first!" ”

"No, you can't."

When he said this, Emperor Yan's eyes were so firm, and the depths of his eyes were also a little unbearable, but this is the reality, no one in the world of the jungle will talk to you about mercy. Lin Feng is really too weak, the enemies he encounters in the future will be hundreds of times stronger than hundreds of rune masters joining forces, if Lin Feng is not strong, then why will he fight with others?

"Tell me your choice, Lin Feng!"

Emperor Yan shouted again.

“……”

Still silent, no one answered.

Emperor Yan was a little depressed and couldn't help but sigh.

But only a moment later, a bright voice came from the cave.

"I, Lin Feng, want to cultivate, I want to become stronger."

At this time, Lin Feng, who was staying in the cave, his face was as pale as the first snowflake, he bit his tongue fiercely, forcing himself to be more sober, a few traces of blood came out of the tip of his tongue, flowed out of the corners of his mouth, wiped his lips red, he clenched his fists tightly, endured the severe pain, struggled to get up and roared: "I, Lin Feng, even if I don't have anyone's help in the future, I will never lose." ”

"If you cultivate and want to step on the extreme side, I, Emperor Yan, am willing to escort you forever."

Hearing Lin Feng's somewhat hoarse shout, Emperor Yan's heart was very excited, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a few smart essences, and then he turned to look at the cave and responded.