Chapter 144: Shadow kill

brothers?
The old man in the prison and other people heard Lin Feng’s words, and then his eyes shook slightly, and the cold light flashed.
Lin Feng, and the slave Wu Xiu know, and the relationship is very shallow.
Looking at Lin Feng step by step, the old man's body flashed, blocking in front of Lin Feng, said: "No matter what your relationship, now, he has been branded slave, is a slave."
"If I put a slave on your face, are you also a slave?"
Lin Feng looked cold and let the old man gaze, then sneered: "You want to die?"
"Before I die, I will kill you first."
Lin Feng said coldly, the cold air, madly saved, flocked to the old man.
"Oh, don't be self-sufficient!"
The old man sneered, his body trembled, and suddenly his figure turned into a hurricane, and instantly broke through the cold air flow, came to Lin Feng's front, like a wind like a palm, floating out.
"Draw a sword!"
A dazzling cold light emerges from the icy air, and Lin Feng's soft sword is pulled out. The power of the explosion is extremely strong. The sword is drawn and a sword will kill.
However, the old man directly ignored Lin Feng's sword-drawing technique, and the light and light palms of the palms fluttered without a shadow. They walked in the gap of the sword and only fell on Lin Feng's body for a moment.
"puff!"
Lin Feng's body trembled fiercely, and blood sprang from the corner of his mouth and directly hit the prison.
"Seven heavy!"
Everyone's eyes trembled. The strength of this old man should be repaired by the spirit of the seven martial arts, and Lin Feng, he is only four souls, the difference is too big, Lin Feng is not an opponent at all, even a trick can not stand.
However, under their strange gaze, Lin Feng lifted his footsteps and his body continued to step toward the old man, his eyes still cold and firm.
Within the prison, it is full of ice and suffocation.
"You have a good strength. You can have a great future. If you want to come to die, then I have to fulfill you."
When the old man saw Lin Feng coming forward again, he suddenly smiled coldly: "The four spirits of Lingwu are repaired, and it is impossible to take my hand. As for killing me, I am crazy."
"Why do you need to kill, give him a slave print, domesticate as a slave, and let him be a slave here, isn't it better?"
At this time, the whiteness of Bai Ze said, let the old man glance, then smiled: "The young master is a good idea, this person is stronger than the wild beast, and the murder is more intense, if it is domesticated into a beast, it must be very
meaning.

"Exactly." Bai Ze looked gloomy and stared at Lin Feng, which he asked for.
However, Lin Feng did not look at him, his footsteps remained steady, stepping forward step by step, the meaning of Xiao Xiao, is strong.
"Hey!" Han Man’s mouth snorted like a beast, and his body trembled wildly, but in middle age, he still clasped him with a chain, so that he could not break free.
Another palm hit, the blood fluttered in the air, Lin Feng's body, once again hit the prison, let the prisoner slightly tremble.
As the old man said, Lin Feng, but the talented spirit of the four major repairs only, even if the talent is very strong, but still not the soul of the seven old players, a trick can not stand.
The seven realms of Lingwujing have already been regarded as the strongest in Lingwu.
Watching Lin Feng's body being shot again and again, Liu Fei and others have already stood up and wanted to go towards the prison.
"and many more."
Ask Aoxue to stop all their bodies and stop them from moving forward.
"Let's go." Liu Fei gave a cold voice, letting Ao Xue smile.
"Lin Feng is not an opponent. You are not going to die."
"Let's go." Liu Fei did not bother to ask the words of Ao Xue, the voice is still very cold.
"I am going." Asked Ao Xue shook his head, his body flashed, turned into a white phantom, and came out of prison, but he did not enter the prison to rescue Lin Feng, but stood in prison.
At the mouth, he has a feeling, Lin Feng, not being killed easily.
However, I saw Lin Feng being shot again and again, and then stepped forward, asking Ao Xue's heart to move, for the sake of friends, this guy can not die.
Breaking the army, equally frightened, the face of the slain imprint shows a strange light, can do this for friends, enough to make anyone respect.
Lin Feng's footsteps slowly stepped forward, the black pupil was ruthless and cold, without any color, only the heart of destruction.
"kill!"
A ruthless anger came from Lin Feng's mouth, and the sword of death danced with a gray death scent.
"Is this the limit?"
The old man smiled coldly, his palms waved, and the palm of the wind was coming out of the sky. The gas of death was constantly blown away, and Lin Feng’s sword was erratic.
However, at this time, a cold light pierced everything and rushed to the old man, Lin Feng, who even abandoned the sword and smashed the sword in his hand and stabbed the old man.
"Useful!"
The old man’s mouth appeared to be a bit disdainful.
With both palms flying together, the palm of the sky emerges, and it is difficult to capture like the wind. When the sword reaches the old man, it stops suddenly and settles in front of the old man.
"go!"
The old man screamed and the long sword flew to the distance, and Lin Feng arrived at him at this time, and he turned to make a sword and bowed to the old man.
"court death."
The old man's mouth sneered a sneer, his palms trembled, his sword suffocated, and his palms fell on Lin Feng's body, the mouthful of red blood, rushing along the corner of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's two palms combined, not only did not retreat, but the old man's palm was tightly grasped, so that the eyes of the crowd is a tremor.
"What does he want?"
Lin Feng’s behavior is tantamount to finding death.
Sure enough, the old man’s palm trembled and stirred in Lin Feng’s chest. In Lin Feng’s chest, a huge handprint appeared, horrible.
Lin Feng’s hand still did not loosen, holding the old man’s palm tightly.
The eyes of the crowd are all staring at Lin Feng's palms. The good people are all at this point. They still don't let go, Lin Feng, is he really looking for death?
Han Man was trampled under his feet, filled with blood, and his heavy breathing continued to spurt out his mouth.
Under Han Man's body, the dust rolled up, the earth shook a little, and his eyes gradually faded.
The color of earthy yellow, Han Man's eyelids, from blood red, gradually turned into earth yellow, such as the earth, but this soil yellow, but still with the hatred of the sky.
"Roar!"
A wild animal-like roar spit out from Han Man’s mouth, and there seemed to be a hurricane between the heavens and the earth. Above the earth, the rolling yellow sand rushed, leaving Han’s body covered with a layer of yellow.
sand.
Han Man’s middle-aged face changed slightly. At this time, his heart could not help but beating.
"what happened?"
Middle-aged looking at the roaring earth yellow sand, the eyelids solidified there.
At this time, an incomparably strong force came from underneath, and the sound of the bang was constant, and the chain of iron locks broke open.
The old man who was fighting Lin Feng also noticed the anomaly here. His eyes glanced at him and his eyes narrowed.
"Ok?"
The old man's eyes flashed a strange color, but at this time, a sense of crisis came, let the old man's eyes beat, and his eyes turned instantly.
"Amaterasu!"
Lin Feng’s gray ruthless pupil suddenly burst into a radiant glow, as dazzling as the sun.
Azure, the ability of Tianzhao Wushen to wake up, Lin Feng has never used the ability, at the moment, the first use.
The old man who had just turned his eyes blinked and closed slightly. A strong sense of crisis came from him, and his body was tightened. His palms suddenly slammed and wanted to shake Lin Feng’s body, but Lin Feng’s hand.
Still pulling him, let him raging in the body.
The old man’s body drifted away, like a gust of wind, pulling Lin Feng together, erratic.
"The shadow - kill!"
A low voice spit out from Lin Feng's mouth, and the old man's figure as a wind turned into a clear trajectory. Under the gaze of the sky, there was no shape.
At the same time, Lin Feng's body turned into a shadow.
A faint enchanting cold blooms, dripping red blood, sprinkled in the air.
"The afterimage!"
The crowd trembled and saw that Lin Feng and the old man’s body were parked there. However, Lin Feng’s figure gradually turned into nothingness, that is – afterimage!
"The strength is not good, it does not mean you can't kill you!"
The sound of indifference sounded in the quiet space, the old man’s throat squirmed, the blood rushed out, and his body fell slowly!
Ps: It’s late in the morning, secretly code the word in the company, my day, so slow, just like a thief!