Chapter 1870: Wang Zhuo

Soon, the people of the various forces learned that the news of the people in Taishan City was killed. They were shocked at all. They all looked at each other’s actions. Therefore, they were particularly sensitive to what happened. I have speculated that who killed the strongest people in Taishan City.
The forces of the various parties began to inquire, and gradually began to rumor that the people of Mount Taishan died on a mountain.
At this time, Lin Feng’s mountain peak has two figures appearing here. One of them is Wang Zhuo, while the other is the only survivor of Song Dynasty.
The figure was rolling, and when they saw the crowd on the mountain, they couldn’t help but be surprised.
"Lin Feng!" Wang Zhuo is particularly surprised. This lush green mountain range is only one person. It is not as he guessed. There is one strong man here, and this person he still knows, they are the people of Song Dynasty. Lin Feng.
"How could it be you?" Wang Zhuo walked over the void and asked Lin Feng, only to see Lin Feng open his eyes at this time, looked up at Wang Zhuo and said: "I am here, why do I need it?"
Wang Zhuo’s eyes were condensed, but he was looking for the wrong place. He saw his eyes looking toward other places. No one, only Lin Feng was sitting here.
"Have you seen someone from a certain force killing Taishan City?" Wang Zhuo asked Lin Feng. Lin Feng shook his head: "No."
Of course, he has not seen it, because the people in Taishan City are clearly killed by him.
"What do you do here?" Wang Zhuo asked indifferently, Lin Feng stared at Wang Zhuo, and there was a cold flash.
"You have too much to control." Lin Feng said coldly, there is a hint of killing in the scorpion. Wang Zhuo was extremely unsatisfactory at this time. The people of Songdi City just entered the battlefield for a few days and were attacked by various parties. The people joined hands to annihilate, and he continued to escape, and he was embarrassed. This Lin Feng was a good one. He was separated from the people of Songdi City and took a life. He was so happy and happy, sitting here to practice, there is no reason for this.
Even more, this Lin Feng even dared to show him a murderous, simply arrogant, Wang Zhuo did not smile at Lin Feng, but through the road to the cold, there is a killing in the eye.
"Lin Feng, you are afraid of death, on behalf of my Song Emperor into the battlefield, actually opened the Song Dynasty City, a person is here." Wang Zhuo body landed on the mountain peak, staring at Lin Feng, his body has a murder.
Lin Feng’s body also stood up. He didn’t have any intention in his heart. He stared at Wang Zhuodao:
You want to kill me?

"Do you know?" Wang Zhuo said coldly, stepping forward slowly, saying: "I clean up the portal, Qinglian commander will not say anything, and, if you die, Qinglian commander will not necessarily know.

"The idea is good." Lin Feng looked at the other person and said: "But there is another bystander, are you going to kill together?"
"He is my confidant, you don't have to worry about it." Wang Zhuo has already begun to have a strong temperament, murderous and powerful.
"Do you want to know who killed the Taishan City?" Lin Feng looked at Wang Zhuo, said the drama.
"Do you know?" Wang Zhuo stared at Lin Feng, Lin Feng nodded slightly.
"Who is it?" Wang Zhuo saw Lin Feng nod his head and asked again.
I saw Lin Feng stepping on the ground, and suddenly the road of death appeared. In an instant, the Taiji pattern appeared, and the vitality became dead. The whole piece of void was wrapped in it, and the whole world was dull. Between the other forces seems to have been drained, leaving only the power of horrible death.
Wang Zhuo’s face suddenly changed dramatically. Looking at the change of the void, his face was slightly pale. This death force is terrible.
When his eyes looked at Lin Feng, he saw Lin Feng glaring at him: "It's me!"
The voice fell, the light of death annihilated the heavens and the earth, and the horrible death storm instantly enveloped Wang Zhuo. Wang Zhuo’s eyes stared at Lin Feng, his body turned black, and he screamed: "No..."
However, it was already late, and he was drowned out by the sudden death. The other one was the same. The two had only one body left in an instant.
Lin Feng’s eyes ruthlessly rushed to the face of Wang Zhuo. Two black flames appeared in the palm of his hand, and then the palm of his hand bounced, and the flames wrapped both of them in the fire, burning their bodies. Destroyed, as for the trophy Lin Feng is still unceremoniously received, Wang Zhuo's strength is tyrannical, his identity is extraordinary, and his storage ring is bounded by many treasures.
However, at this moment, Lin Feng’s eyes suddenly lifted up and looked into the distance. I saw a figure there. The eyes seemed to be awkward and nothing could be seen, but Lin Feng felt a chill. .
"Sword blind, he even entered the battlefield." Lin Feng said in a secret voice, they waited for a strong team to enter the battlefield, there is no sword blind this person, but at this moment the figure of the sword blind appeared there, and it seems that He witnessed him killing Wang Zhuo. Although the blind eyes are invisible, the power of the martial arts people can perceive what is happening around them.
"Do you want to kill me?" The sound of the sword blind is calm, Lin Feng is undecided, Wang Zhuo's identity is extraordinary, he killed Wang Zhuo to use the road, one hit will kill, if this matter is introduced into the Song Dynasty, he will certainly not The people of the Song Emperor are the ones.
"Your path is terrible, but I won't go in. If it is out of the way, you will not kill me. On the contrary, it may be killed by me." Jianbian said slowly, as if he was analyzing Lin Feng.
"And then?" Lin Feng waited for the sword blind to continue talking.
"Of course, I have nothing to do with that person. He doesn't die. It doesn't matter to me. However, in the battlefield of Songdi City, I want to take it down." Jianbian continued to speak, making Lin Feng's killing slightly converged. Some of them do not know Wang Zhuo at all, but they can't talk about friendship, and he and the sword blind have no direct conflict of interest. The other party does not need to report him.
"Do you mean to want to join me?" Lin Feng asked.
"Yes, my strength is okay, but there are still few forces in the other side that have suffered little damage. I must be able to deal with it if I am alone. If my strength is combined with your line, it will be different. Even if only two of us are left, there is still hope to win this battlefield." The sword blind is very direct, he wants to win a victory.
"What good is this for you?" Lin Feng said.
"Prove my strength." Jianbian said straightforwardly, Lin Feng showed a smile, nodded slightly, said: "I am willing to cooperate, but I will not look for them, they will come here, if they don't come, the time limit will come again. The last battle."
"I have no opinion." The sword blindly said calmly, the two agreed to reach an agreement.
Lin Feng continued to sit on his knees, closed his eyes, and in his mind, he was doing endless derivation. For a long time, he saw his body, and there was a halo of life and death. He saw his palm tremble toward the front, and suddenly seemed to have A taiji pattern is looming.
Taiji two instruments, life and death poles, Lin Feng continues to push forward, and constantly try to use the circuit directly in the attack.
However, he did not know that at the moment of the Song Emperor City, in the city's main house, a horrible anger rushed toward the sky, murderous, this person is the father of Wang Zhuo, Wang Hao.
Wang Zhuo, talented and talented, once relying on his own tyrannical strength, he won hundreds of wins on the outer battle platform of the Songdi City, and he was very talented. The experience of going to a in this time should be the time when he made his merits. Even if it is impossible to achieve a brilliant record, but with his strength and the two supervised care and various treasures on his body, there is absolutely no problem with self-protection. However, at this moment, Wang Zhuo is dead.
"Who killed me!" Wang Hao was angry. In order to cultivate a strong son, he only gave birth to such a single son. He always wanted to train Wang Zhuo to surpass him, and he strived for perfection, whether he was a man or a person, and surpassed Wang Zhuo's peers. Many of my brothers and sisters, but now, his only root, has been smashed.
"Wang Zhen, the black rope commander, the Qinglian commander, you are good." Wang Hao began to anger the leader who stepped into the of that side, and then saw him stepping forward and rushing out of the city.