Countless phoenix feathers shot out from his body, and what I didn't expect was...
A golden long bow actually appeared in Ming Feng's hand.
The long bow is fully drawn, and the golden arrow is ready to be fired.
Then, there was only a "whoosh" sound, and the golden arrow hit Lin Zhenhua's heart without missing a beat. In an instant, his chest was smeared with blood.
Then the whole person froze in place.
"As expected, it's not Lin Zhenhua." Ming Feng put away her long bow and smiled proudly.
I didn’t know that he had seen Lin Zhenhua’s incarnation before, but he just said with a smile: “Otherwise, if Senior Mingfeng could do such a big thing, would I still coax you?”
Lei Ming was very happy to see that the matter was resolved.
But before he could get close to us, he suddenly heard a soul-suppressing soldier shouting: "Team Lei, be careful."
The next moment, the soul-suppressing soldier was split into two halves.
A face of hot blood was sprinkled on Lei Ming's face. Lei Ming was shocked when he saw that the long knife in Lin Zhenhua's hand was about to hit Lei Ming.
I immediately rolled to the ground, threw myself at Lei Ming, and then pushed his body down and dragged him to the ground.
Only then did he avoid Lin Zhenhua's knife.
Mingfeng then drew his bow and shot again. Who would have thought that this time his golden arrow had not been shot yet.
Lin Zhenhua grabbed the person by the throat and lifted him up.
When I saw this, I was shocked and said: "Senior Mingfeng!"
What's going on?
Why did the fake Lin Zhenhua in this heart-refining formation suddenly become so powerful?
"You kill him..." Mingfeng's throat was pinched, and it was inevitable that he could not speak clearly. He tried his best to spit out this sentence: "This is your heart refining formation."
But it sounded so confusing that I didn't understand it at all.
Lei Ming was even more confused: "Senior Mingfeng, what do you mean by this? Of course we know that this is the leader's heart-refining formation. But the question is what to do now?"
When saying this, Lei Ming and I both launched several attacks on Lin Zhenhua.
It's a pity that it's useless at all. There is really a big gap in strength between us.
until……
"Senior Mingfeng, do you mean that only I can kill Lin Zhenhua in this heart-refining formation?" I hesitated for a moment and said.
Although I don't know if this idea is correct, judging from the current situation.
I can only make this conjecture.
Unexpectedly, Ming Feng nodded suddenly: "Yes! Only you can do it, Zang Ling'er. Hurry!"
After saying that Mingfeng showed up as the true form of the phoenix, I finally understood.
Why was he choked but never revealed? It turned out that he was waiting for this moment.
"Okay, I understand." While Ming Feng wrapped Lin Zhenhua in his true form, I immediately pulled out the Spring and Autumn Pen and prepared to pierce his head from top to bottom.
After all, Mingfeng and I had tried it before, but it didn't work.
Then this time I will destroy his Tianling Cap. I don’t believe what he can do if his head is gone.
However, what I didn't expect was.
When my Spring and Autumn Pen was about to penetrate, suddenly Lin Zhenhua raised his head and looked at me: "Ling'er, do you really want to kill me?"
"Come on, you are not Lin Zhenhua at all. This move is useless to me." I said unceremoniously, and the Spring and Autumn Pen in my hand became more and more forceful.
But at this moment another voice sounded, and I will never forget the owner of this voice.
Because he is the Nether King.
"Zang Ling'er, do you really think that the person in front of you has nothing to do with the President of Middle-earth?" King Netherworld said with a sinister smile.
"Otherwise?" I responded coldly, not believing him at all.
If it weren't for Lin Zhenhua's strong resistance in front of me, which prevented my Spring and Autumn Pen from falling any further, I wouldn't even have said a single unnecessary word to Netherworld King.
"If it really had nothing to do with him, how could he be so powerful? Zang Ling'er, you can think about it carefully. You remember Demon God Chi Lian and King Dongling. Then do you still remember the appearance of the silver-haired man next to them?" King Netherworld looked up to the sky and laughed. said.
The silver-haired man was the one who appeared with the demon god Chi Lian.
That man with ankle-length snow-white hair that shines like bright silver folds, but an extremely bloodthirsty and cold face?
"I……"
Originally I wanted to say that of course I remember.
But except for his blood-red eyes, I couldn't remember anything. What he looked like or what his facial features were like, I had no impression at all.
But how is this possible!
"Take a closer look at his eyebrows and see if they are exactly the same as the Lin Zhenhua in front of you." At this moment, the voice of King Netherworld sounded again.
Ming Feng was also very anxious and said: "Zang Ling'er, don't be deceived by him. Lin Zhenhua is the president of Middle-earth. How could it be related to people from the Mountain and Sea Realm? And what you see in front of you is a fake created by the Heart Refining Formation."
"That's right!" I immediately closed my eyes and said, "King of Netherworld, don't try to seduce me. Why would the commander-in-chief appear here when he is sitting in Kyoto?"
"No way?" Unexpectedly, King Netherworld smiled even more: "If you really don't know how, why can I feel his breath?"
"Zang Ling'er, you are also a great fortune master. If you don't believe it, feel it for yourself."
"The leader doesn't want it." I was still hesitating and Lei Ming hurriedly said: "This may really have the residual aura of the chief, but it's not what the Netherworld King said."
Then Lei Ming explained in detail that the talisman was Lin Zhenhua's external incarnation.
After listening to this, I was touched by Lin Zhenhua's devotion to me, but also annoyed that King Netherworld was so pervasive. I immediately put a little more force in my hand, and stabbed Lin Zhenhua in front of me on the head without hesitation.
The sound of "Bala" came along with the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through flesh and blood.
The next moment, Lin Zhenhua, who was still majestic just now, instantly turned into a bloody mess.
At this time, I followed the force of Chunqiu Pen and landed on the ground, taking a heavy breath.
Mingfeng fell directly to the ground from a high place. Fortunately, he had transformed into a phoenix at this moment, and he was thick-skinned and didn't care about the fall.
Instead, he looked at me with a smile and said, "Zang Ling'er, you can do it. You're fast enough, accurate enough, and ruthless enough."
"What if this is really Lin Zhenhua?" Ming Feng asked with a smile, looking at the blood on the ground.
"No." I was very sure.
"Why?" Ming Feng looked curious.
It's rare that he is so interested in things other than Netherworld King.
I didn't want to say it at first, but I still reached out and gave him a hand, and then said, "Because Lin Zhenhua will never take action against me."
No matter when and where, no matter what state and position he is in.
"I understand. In the words of you people today, it's just a torture of a dog." Mingfeng smiled and patted the dust on his body.
Lei Ming and a group of soul-suppressing soldiers also caught up at this moment.
"Senior Mingfeng, why don't we take advantage of the victory and pursue it? Where has King Netherworld gone?" It was obvious to Lei Ming that he didn't understand what we were talking about at this time.
In fact, I didn’t understand, so I followed up and said, “Senior Mingfeng, are you seriously injured? Why don’t you tell us what to do and let’s go after the Netherworld King?”
Besides, I don't understand why Mingfeng suddenly became less active.
Unexpectedly, Ming Feng said: "My little injury is nothing compared to Nether King." This chapter has been completed!