Strong hatred, killing intentions, full of Ling Feng's mind, he has almost lost control.
There were too many things that happened on this day. I met the blood sword Tianjun again, and met Lin Canglang again, and then Lin Xian'er died tragic, and Tuoba Yan did not know about life and death.
He felt that he had an invisible big hand, and seemed to hold his throat deadly, making him almost breathless.
He wanted to resist, but like a baby in front of adults, there was no room for resistance.
His eyes are full of blood, and the entire eyeballs have almost become scarlet.
Especially the blood line on the forehead seems to be tearing away at any time, and open a pupil.
Since practicing "Nine Sky Stars", Ling Feng has basically been able to control the power of Shura in his body well. This time, under the stimulus of one after another, he finally got out of control.
Well!
The next moment, a figure came from the sky.
Before the people arrived, a cold wind came to face. Wherever they passed, the world seemed to be frozen. The whole world turned into a snow and snow.
And this breath also makes Ling Feng feel extremely familiar.
"Ling Feng, fight with me!"
The familiar sound sounded, Ling Feng looked at it, and his mind seemed to explode.
Yan Jinghong!
This person is Yan Jinghong!
Another one who died!
And this time, his breath has become stronger!
"kill!"
Ling Feng, which was dominated by anger and killing intentions, had almost no consideration, and waved all the dozens of parties and cracked up.
And Yan Jinghong also split the sword.
boom!
The power of the semi -sacred level collided with heavily, and the whole world seems to be dark. In the place where the two people confront each other, the void even broke away, and a dark crack appeared.
Bang!
Ling Feng's body flew out like a shell. Under the furious, he was like a beast, with a variety of cards, but only knew the chopping of the madness.
Yan Jinghong took a few steps back. In the first confrontation, he still occupied a certain upper hand.
"This power is so strong!"
Yan Jinghong looked at his fist incredible, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, but he quickly recovered calm, and even a trace of sadness appeared.
Even if you have this shocking power, you are just a puppet.
He looked at Ling Feng, who hit a mountain on the mountain, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
He felt sad for Ling Feng, and the liquid herself felt sad.
As soon as the figure flashed, Yan Jinghong shot like an excitement. With a big hand grasping, in the palm of his hand, a frosty spear of three feet long.
Well!
In the next moment, the frost's spear, flying out, shot heavily towards Ling Feng. Wherever you pass, the air seems to be condensed. The terrible cold air contains the power of the six -order frost rules, which can solidify even time and space.
"puff!"
Ling Feng was flying by Yan Jinghong, and a sip of blood was sprayed suddenly, and before reacting, the frosty spear had come.
The power of horror, suppressing, Ling Feng sprayed another blood. Yan Jinghong's current power is no longer he can resist.
"kill!"
The killing intention in Ling Feng's body, crazy running away, finally, under the dual oppression of the external pressure and the murderousness in the body, the vertical pupils on Ling Feng's forehead finally opened again.
Shura Eye, reproduce!
For a moment, a blood -colored light curtain, like the scene of the sky, shrouded down, the range of hundreds of miles, the robberies were shrouded in this light curtain.
In the whole light curtain, it is full of a horrible killing gas.
Shura's killing world has been released automatically with the opening of Shura's eyes.
Ling Feng's atmosphere, instantly, soared countless times. He waved his fist and directly shattered Yan Jinghong's frost spear.
"roar!"
Under the extreme anger, Kai Lingfeng's consciousness was almost completely out of control. He could only faintly see Yan Jinghong. He wanted to crush the person who hurt himself into a pink.
Yan Jinghong will not forget that Ling Feng has turned into a bleak ape, and a terrible scene of opening a pupil on his forehead.
If you can choose, Yan Jinghong will run away, but at this moment, Yan Jinghong cannot dodge.
The order of the old black robe is to let him fight with Ling Feng. He cannot shrink back.
In the scalp, Yan Jinghong continued to condense the frost's spear and shot it towards Ling Feng fiercely. He supported the frost field, but under the pressure of the Shura killing world, he continued to compress and squeeze continuously.
Boom!
Under the horror increase of Shura's eyes, Ling Feng's speed and strength are greatly improved.
Out, it crushed Yan Jinghong Zhou's body's body.
The blossoming fist, directly through Yiyan Jinghong's chest, penetrated it out, and fried all his internal organs and six internal organs.
Boom!
The meaning of killing was run away in Ling Feng's mind, and he almost turned into a angry Shura, born for the killing.
Yan Jinghong sprayed a bite of blood, and the blood fog splashed on Ling Feng's cheeks. His eyes have almost turned into blood springs, without the slightest human emotions, only the terrible killing gas.
"Dead! Dead! Dead!"
Ling Feng pulled out his fist fiercely, and he fists again. The desire to kill him has completely devoured him.
Well!
At this moment, a figure rushed to this side, flying straight.
Ling Feng almost didn't think about it, or in other words, he has completely lost his ability to think.
He turned around and he punch, and he bumped out.
Bang!
The power of horror broke out, and the blood mist splashing, a beautiful body, in the high altitude, seemed to turn into the most gorgeous light.
In the next moment, Ling Feng saw an extremely familiar face.
Those beautiful eyes have crystal tear drops, some unbelievable look at Ling Feng, and then show a bitter smile, "Ling Feng, I ... don't blame you!"
"puff!"
Tuoba smoke spit out a blood arrow, his body was instantly in the high altitude, and it fell straight down.
The punch of Ling Feng under the violent state, Tuoba Yan's vitality has been completely cut off, and the fragrant jade!
"Smoke!"
The beautiful eyes were imprinted in the sea of Ling Feng, and he suddenly realized that he quickly hugged Tuoba Yan's body, but everything was too late.
I have killed Tuobacheng by myself!
The Yiren in his arms has no breath, cold and cold, full of blood.
And this is all given by him!
"No! No! No! What did I do? What I did!"
Ling Feng was completely mad. He trembled and trembled violently. He felt that his eyes were extremely hot, and the burning seemed to devour him completely.
There seems to be something broken in the body. No, the whole world seems to be broken.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
At this moment, there was a very cold laughter in the ears, "Are you angry? Hahahaha, no, this is not enough! This is just the beginning!"