The smell of blood permeated the air, carrying a disgusting smell.

Mutilated corpses were scattered all over the ground.

The children and women who were taken captive, were crying.

But... What is it like to hear some once pleasant sound in such a scene?

Feng Lin coughed dryly, and put away the 'magic weapon' in his hand as if nothing happened.

Cover up those pictures that attract countless eyes and affect the hearts of young people.

"Uh... I'm just a passing idler, you go on... You go on. Feng Linwan made a gesture of please.

It's just that even if Feng Linwan said so, in fact, the atmosphere was almost destroyed.

Taizhang's face was cold, and his heart was even colder.

At this moment, he felt that he was being teased, and when he fought with Mu Feng before, he didn't feel that there was someone next to him.

Now there is such an uninvited guest suddenly.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it's passing by.

"Kill him!" said Taizhang, and with a wave of his hand, many warriors, waving their sharp blades, rushed towards Feng Lin with a cold light.

Feng Linwan had an indifferent smile on his face, but suddenly, his expression became fierce and brutal.

Like a volcano bursting into rage, he drew his long knife and unleashed his rage.

At this moment, Feng Linwan's knife, with a glass-colored flame, cut out a large piece of knife light.

It is true that Feng Lin Wan has not systematically learned the sword technique, and his true qi is not based on fire power.

But cultivation is not a game, it is not to say that when you reach level 80, because you don't have a certain skill point, you don't know anything about it or don't know it at all.

Cultivation is a process of drawing inferences from one another.

Feng Linwan's true qi is ever-changing, and with his cultivation attainments, it is really not surprising that he knows some sword techniques without a teacher.

At this moment, his blade swept like a huge scythe, and these people who rushed up were like wheat in a wheat field, and they broke one after another under the harvest of the sickle.

The bright red blood instantly stained half of the skyscraper peak.

"What a cruel knife!"

Everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Of all the people present, there was no one who had not killed. But killing can be so crisp and neat, so ruthless, and so domineering.

The person in front of them is the only one they have seen in their lives.

All the people who rushed up were stunned at first, and then rushed towards Feng Lin Wan even more frantically.

The sword light flickered, and the white rainbow-like fire turned into a circle of fire, and his face was full of bloodthirsty excitement and arrogance.

This is a madman!

At this time, Feng Linwan played the role of the character he set for himself.

With strength, there is indeed more 'freedom'.

For example, at this time, he does not have to be too cautious, but can be wanton and arrogant.

Swaying his usual side, which can't be shown.

Every time he goes out, it seems that he has done his best, but the next knife, he will inevitably be more fierce, more ruthless, more decisive, and more lethal.

Patches of enemies fell like grass, and more enemies poured up.

Forward and forward.

Those real masters were hiding in the rear, and the edge exuded by Feng Lin Wan at this time was too great, like a killing god who had fallen into the mortal world, and it was irresistible. They were all waiting, waiting for Feng Lin to be tired, waiting for him to show his flaws, and then they would make a move, killing with one blow.

But Feng Lin has repeatedly disappointed them, he is like a tireless perpetual motion machine. No matter how many enemies come, his sword can always be ferocious and unleashed, bringing a bloody storm.

Gradually, around the closed forest, a high wall of corpses has even been piled up.

Disappointment gradually turned into despair, and the warriors, who were originally fearless of death, began to become cowardly. They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that death is worthless. For those who died under the butcher's knife of Feng Linwan, it was worthless to them.

The enemies were terrified.

Those warriors who fought a hundred battles, faced with the approach of Feng Linwan alone, began to subconsciously retreat.

Taizhang's face became even more gloomy.

He looked at Feng Linwan and Mu Feng murderously at the same time.

In his mind, Feng Linwan was the helper invited by Mu Feng.

Therefore, Taizhang has quietly instructed his subordinates to kill a group of prisoners first, which is used to shake the minds of Feng Linwan and Mu Feng.

"Get a good night's sleep, but someone wants to call around me, and finally force me, a good old man, to make a move, you say... Isn't it cheap?" Feng Lin said unscrupulously for no reason.

But no one contradicted him... For example, what he did just now didn't look like he was sleeping at all.

When no one is sleeping, they still look at that kind of thing... Perhaps except.

And he's by no means a good guy.

The corpses all over the ground are proof of this.

"Since I came to this world, my murderous intent has unconsciously become stronger, has this world affected me, or have I suppressed myself for too long?" Feng Linwan didn't ask himself for too long.

In any case, I am who I am.

Only by strengthening our hearts can we forge ahead all the way.

Some people will always question their existence because they are different from their former selves. Some cultivators who don't know what to call it even call it a mental obstacle or a demon...

It's just a no-brainer.

If a person's cultivation grows and changes, then the mind will naturally change along with it, so what's so strange about that?

Basic physics knowledge shows that everything is in motion and changing.

How can people be exceptional?

"Boy is rampant, give me death!"

The raging true qi surged towards the sealed forest from all directions, and the surging power seemed to be able to crush everything that stood in front of it.

However, he saw Feng Linwan's left hand stretched out, and the boundary bead appeared in his hand.

The demarcation bead seal Lin Wan is the first to get it, and it is not suitable for use, so I just need to be familiar with it.

As he single-handedly knocked out the Boundary Bead.

The roar was followed by patches of flesh and blood.

The Boundary Orb spun rapidly, and the purple pillars of fire turned into raging fire dragons and shot towards those enemies.

"Monster! He's a monster! We can't defeat it, we can't defeat it!" Under Feng Lin's repeated killings, someone's spirit finally collapsed. They began to flee to the rear. I want to stay away from the closed forest.

Whew!

Tang Taizhang swung out several streaks of ice qi, freezing all the guys who escaped into pieces of ice sculptures, staring at Feng Lin Wan with frost on his face.

He found that even many people from the Mu family were killed by cutting their throats.

Feng Lin Wan didn't stop the killing in his hands, and he didn't even frown.

He... It seems that it really has nothing to do with the Mu family.

"Could it really be passing by?" such a ridiculous thought flashed in Taizhang's mind for a moment.

He then quickly dismissed the possibility.

"If it's not for the Mu family, it's the adventure that the Mu family gets, since that's the case... Or should I kill it!"