Chapter 486

Name:God Of Martial Arts Author:净无痕
"Let's do it together. Kill them all."

Cold snow day and red old fight, snow boy suddenly sneak attack, to win by the number of people, in this case, what rules can be said, compare the number of people, afraid of who?

The eyes of the people in the red blood villa are all stiff. The old red man did not catch him, but was stopped by Lin Feng. Now, they have to bear the anger of tens of thousands of iron horses, terrible anger.

The roaring sound came out, the iron horse trembled the earth, and a terrible evil spirit soared to the sky, which made the people in the snow mountain resort show the color of panic, real panic.

"Red old, you go to rest, these two people, give me to kill."

If the red pill can't control the old medicine in time, it will hurt him too much.

"Good." However, he didn't go to be polite to Lin Feng. It should not be a problem to deal with two people of four levels in the Xuanwu realm with Lin Feng's accomplishments.

After the old man retired, a terrible murderous spirit was released from Lin Feng's body. Killing and cutting is the will.

In the cold and snowy days and the snow boy was covered by the killing and felling, his heart was cold, and the smell of ice and snow on his body was rolling and moving. Around them, snowflakes were falling. However, the snowflakes were howling in the cold wind and shaking in the cutting.

"Kill!"

Lin Feng's footstep is empty, and in an instant he arrives at the body of the fallen snow childe. The sword of killing and cutting comes out, and the sound of terrifying howling is harsh.

"Ice!"

The falling snow boy drank fiercely, and the endless snowflakes floated towards Lin Feng. Then he condensed on Lin Feng's real yuan sword and wanted to seal Lin Feng's sword.

"Ice and snow." One side of the cold snowy days, with a strong breath of ice and frost, the whole space is a piece of ice and snow.

Strong martial arts and martial arts can transform the space, which is not in vain. Lin Feng's killing and cutting can make the space become a killing place. The ice and snow villa's ice skill can turn the surrounding into a land of ice and snow. Even if the sun is shining at the moment, it can't melt the ice and snow.

Moreover, when the ice and snow gather more and more, the people of the ice and snow villa will fight more and more bravely, because what they practice is ice, and they play the strongest power in the ice and snow world, but their opponents are not. When the ice and snow become stronger, their strength will be weakened and affected.

Therefore, when the strength is similar, we must not fight with the people of ice and snow mountain villa for a long time. Their combat effectiveness is long and lasting, and it is very dangerous to fight for a long time.

But Lin Feng, also never had the idea of a long war, did not need.

A black sword appeared there, and a terrible atmosphere of destruction spread out.

The killing and cutting at this time is integrated with the will and the will to kill. Although this sword's will to kill is only one weight, it is enough.

"Kill!"

The sound of a sharp drink rolled out, and the black light flashed and disappeared.

"Hiss, hisses"

with a light sound, Lin Feng's body is stiff in the void. He is still keeping the original movement, but he can't move forward.

He lowered his head and took a look at his waist. There, the blood slowly penetrated out and even gradually cracked.

"Ah"

a sad cry echoed in the space. When the crowd looked up, they saw that their patriarch was cut off by his waist in the cold snow day. His eyes were still open, but his body had been separated.

This terrible scene made them tremble one by one. Even when the sword was about to fall on them, they forgot and killed themselves.

"Run away!"

This is the only idea in the hearts of the crowd. They don't want to fight against it. Even the patriarch is killed by Lin Feng with one sword. Is it worth it for them to face tens of thousands of iron horses?

People in the ice snow mountain villa have begun to flee. No one wants to die, no matter the elders or the gifted disciples of the clan. It is the great righteousness to live and die with the clan. But most of the time, people's fear of death is far more than the fear of loyalty. It's normal to run away.

But can you escape?

As long as it is a person who wants to escape, he will be killed by countless arrows at once. Even if the numerous arrows are not accurate, the number is enough to bury him, and they will only become living targets.

It's not only other people who want to escape. Mr. Luoxue sees the cold snow day being killed and the crowd of ice and snow villa being killed everywhere. His eyes are red, but he can't mention the intention of killing.

Today's Lin Feng, too terrible, he has been unable to face.

Hands dancing, space roaring, the rolling ice and snow gathered into a piece of air flow, accompanied by the snow boy's hands spit out, the rolling ice and snow air flow crazy toward Lin Feng.

At the same time, the power of ice and snow Zhen Yuan condenses into a huge snowflake at the foot of falling snow boy, and takes him to leave with a roar, and flees in the opposite direction with the snow mountain villa.

Ice and snow villa, no rescue, destruction has become inevitable.

Looking at the fleeing figure of Mr. falling snow, Lin Feng smiles coldly. Mr. falling snow is only four levels of Xuanwu. In his hands, may he escape!"Follow the wind!"

With his mind moving, Lin Feng feels the sound of the natural wind, and his body twinkles. Every movement is extremely subtle, as if it contains countless changes and integrates with the rhythm of the wind.

Lin Feng's body seems to have no wind resistance, shooting towards the snow boy, just like a burst of wind.

The breath of death fell on him, which made him tremble. He looked back and saw only a light of will to kill.

After the sword was cut off, the body of master Luoxue was divided into two. Like Lin Feng, he came from the Imperial City, but only death was waiting for him.

Maybe when he was dying, he had some regrets. Why did he even rush to the ice and snow villa from the imperial city to save zongmen?

He should have realized that when Lin Feng decided to revive the snow moon, zongmen was no longer saved, and destruction seemed inevitable.

But now, no matter how much he regrets, it's too late. Everything has settled down.

Looking at Mr. falling snow, Lin Feng's face is expressionless. He doesn't seem to think about it. Two of the eight famous young masters of XueYue country have died in his hands.

Mr. Dapeng and Mr. Luoxue, who ranked sixth and seventh, were killed by him one after another. Eight young masters, eight talents, only two left.

Looking at the battle regiment on the ground, how can the scattered army of hundreds of people compete with tens of thousands of iron cavalry of fierce tigers? The only thing waiting for the snow mountain resort is destruction.

On the ground, one man's fighting power is particularly strong. The place where the light of the sword passes is like willow catkins, and sometimes it is overwhelming. No one can stop it. Zhenyuan's sword can kill anyone who blocks it.

"Batao, worthy of being the strongest slave at the beginning."

Lin Feng whispered in his heart that in the Yu family's prison yard, the machao was wild and wild, and no one could control it, so it was taken for auction. Finally, Lin Feng took the picture. At that time, the level of Ba Dao was higher than that of him, and he also controlled the power of the sword.

Now his cultivation has reached the triple level of Xuanwu, and Badao has also broken through Xuanwu and stepped into the first level. In addition, with the terrible determination of Badao, the soul of his sword, and the subtle state of Dao, he can fight both of them.

In Lin Feng's side, there are many people who are very talented, even not weaker than him. They are not as talented as he may be.

Duan Feng has a pure heart and is devoted to cultivation. He has a cruel and ruthless sword. Han man has a simple mind, but his talent is not weak. It seems that the spirit of martial arts has been awakened. If he does not meet these people, they will become the dazzling generation of XueYue country sooner or later.

But perhaps because of his side, their edge has been covered up, most people are paying attention to him, Lin Feng.

Thinking of these, Lin Feng raised his head and took a look at the distance, the direction of the broken edge city.

I don't know what happened to uncle Liu, Feifei and Han man who broke the army. Last time I saw Uncle Liu in the Imperial City, his will seemed to be very depressed. After the snow moon incident, I'll take a chance to see Duan blade city.

Ice and snow villa is his last stop outside the imperial city. After the collapse of the ice and snow villa, all the gratitude and resentment can be solved in the imperial city.

The rolling iron horse continued to step forward, trampling on the ice and snow on the ground. Lin Feng looked at the direction of the ice snow villa, as if he had seen the blood dyeing the snow red.

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