When the voice of hatred and pain came down, Lin Feng's handsome face suddenly grew old for 50 years,

his eyes exuded a drop of blood and tears, and the silver scales on his skin suddenly disappeared, revealing a rickety body. Only the sword in his hand hummed and rushed away into the night!

"The moment when the spirit comes into the world is the prelude to the death of Wang Mang.

speaking, the first and the second in the combat power ranking all die on the same day, so the powers in the major gathering places must have many puzzles. Tut Tut, I really hope to see their puzzled eyes!"

The old and hoarse voice came from Lin Feng's mouth, and his turbid old eyes were no longer proud.

his wrinkled face was completely covered by the black fog cage. Just a few moments later, a rickety body in white robe fell from the air, and smashed to the ground, turning into a pool of blood mud!

"Yingling?" Wang Mang just glanced at the dead Lin Feng, then focused his eyes on the sky of the long sword,

on the long sword, a pale blue whirlpool of time and space twisted and rolled. Suddenly, a white hand with five fingers suddenly stretched out from the whirlpool and gently grasped the handle of the sword!

A handsome man, dressed in the service of an ancient aristocratic childe, appeared from the whirlpool with a smile on his mouth,

he walked down from the sky with a sword, as if there were stairs in the air. Every step he took was steady, and every step showed a natural and unrestrained temperament!

"Next, lingxiaozi! Hello, brother With a gentle smile, lingxiaozi walked slowly up the air ladder to the place that was only tens of meters away from Wang Mang, and gave an ancient gift with his sword in the distance!

With a wave of one hand, Wang Mang summoned the evil dragon halberd again, and his limbs tensed in an instant, and an unprecedented sense of oppression floated to his heart.

he looked at lingxiaozi quietly, and replied in a somewhat bad tone: "I'm here, Wang Mang! Lingxiaozi! Are you here to kill me? "

Lingxiaozi takes out an elegant paper fan from nowhere, smiles two times, and slowly fans the wind,

"brother, I think you are very angry and angry. You must have done a lot of murders over the years. Look at your eyes, there are so many karma obstacles. I'm sorry to say so..."

lingxiaozi says that, shaking his head, "I'm sorry to say so, Brother, you deserve to die! "

"Oh Wang Mang couldn't help sneering,

"I, Wang Mang, have lived in the infernal hell, and I deserve to die!"?! Hell can't kill me, so you can say that I deserve to die? How ridiculous

After hearing Wang Mang's words, lingxiaozi didn't get angry, instead, he gave a friendly smile,

"brother, the hell you stayed in can't clear your karma, so God sent me to take your soul and make atonement for those undead who died unjustly!"

"If you can take my soul today, just come and let me make atonement. I have no complaints. But if you are killed by me, you deserve it! It is worthy of death

Wang Mang gave him a cruel smile, showed his snow-white teeth, waved one hand, turned into a thick black fog, and immediately went towards him!

"Oh?! What is the nature of pain? " Lingxiaozi looked at the dense black fog attacking him, and read it in surprise,

just waved his sleeve, and the black fog seemed to be scattered in the sky!