Chapter 239: Purple snake martial

I don't know how long it took, the top of the broken blade, occasionally blood runs down the cliff, and drips towards the gap in the middle of the sky, like a mountain spring.
Lin Feng and his dreams returned to the road that day, with a hint of coldness.
Killed, broken blade on the horizon, no more living, all were slaughtered, thinking of the past with Liu Yan standing on the broken blade city, looking at this snowy sky, Lin Feng simply did not think that one day he will personally hold the sword, Killing on the edge of the broken blade, erasing the last barrier of the snow moon.
The crowd of red blood swords also came to the canyon under the edge of the broken blade, riding on the red blood horse, in front of them, there are also many bodies, all covered with snow moon armor.
"This road, anyone who blocks, kills innocent people."
Lin Feng looked at the crowd of red blood swords, and said indifferently, from the mouths of these people, he also asked a little something.
"Now, everyone follows me and is on the road at full speed."
After all, Lin Feng stepped on the horse and flew with the dream.
The people behind are silent, stepping on horses, followed by Lin Feng.
The cross-border edge of the world is the Broken Blade City. Today's Broken Blade City is already a mess. There are black scorching things everywhere, and the whole city is burned and destroyed.
However, above the city gate of this abandoned city, there are still some figures, the Sheriff of the Snow Moon, and the gate of the Broken Blade City is open there.
This time, Lin Feng did not say anything, and rushed straight into the opened city gate, and no one blocked it.
The red-blooded horses rushed in the ruins, but soon after Lin Feng entered the city gate, the wide open city gate slowly closed, accompanied by a booming sound, broken blade city, sealed.
In front of Lin Feng, there was a row of figures wearing armor slowly appearing there, with awesome majesty on the body, they all crossed the war horse, looking at Lin Feng and others, it seems to have been deliberately here. Waiting for Lin Feng and others.
The arrow above the war horse opened, and suddenly, Lin Feng and others felt a chill of gas and locked their bodies.
"Stop, or we will drop the arrow."
A loud voice came, and the voice was cold.
However, Lin Feng has never heard of it, and the horse is still running.
The other person’s eyes shook a little, and the palms were lifted up in the air, and a chilly color flashed through the eyes.
"kill!"
The palm of the hand fell, and the low voice spit out from his mouth. Suddenly, the string of the bow and arrow was pulled open, and the sound of the broken air screamed out and shot toward Lin Feng and others.
"boom!"
The arrow stabbed in the horse, actually carrying the power of a mad tyrant, very fierce, this archery person, no one hand, all are elite sergeants who are spiritually martial arts.
The red blood horse, as long as it was stabbed by the arrow, immediately fell to the ground.
The first arrow is only facing the war horse, not shooting people.
After their first arrow was shot, the arrow once again placed on the bowstring. This time, it was against the people and the murder.
The two figures vacated, as if walking in the air, rushing directly toward the crowd, ignoring the arrow that was once again broken.
"Ice."
The dream of white wins the snow, and the low drink, the endless ice and snow spread in the void, and all the arrows in front of her are sealed by the chill, making a crisp sound and unable to move forward.
Lin Feng, next to the dream, purple brilliance blooms behind him, this purple light turns into a virtual shadow, up to 100 meters of mad tyrants, purple snake.
This illusion is actually a huge purple demon snake, the body is constantly vacating, hovering up, reaching the sky, overlooking the crowd in front.
This shocking scene changed the faces of the sergeants who shot the arrows. They looked at the purple demon snakes in the sky, and the body screamed, and the fear was spreading in the bottom of my heart.
This is the martial arts that Lin Feng was born after swallowing the purple blood lake. Although the sorcerer's soul devours the coldness of the dream, the new martial arts has not changed. It is still this powerful purple martial art. The purple martial arts of the entire purple blood lake.
As for the shocking demon snake shadow, there is a similarity between the purple snake and the demon in the forbidden land of the purple house. The lake formed by the blood of the purple snake demon is naturally like the god. ......"
A shocking roar of the sound came out, the huge purple snake shadow fiercely saved, the endless purple light emerged, turned into a purple lake, the arrows that were shot were instantly shrouded by the purple lake, and then directly melted into nothingness. , even the arrows, are melting.
The overwhelming purple lake directly rushed to the snow-mooners who were blocking the front, and suddenly they let their hearts tremble. The endless fear spread on their faces, and the coldness of the chill was long gone.
How could this be? How is Lin Feng so powerful?
The news they got, Lin Feng is only a six-fold cultivation of Lingwujing. These people, even those who are full of spirits, can kill. If Lin Feng is alive and returning to Xueyue, it will be enough for him to bury his bones forever. City, however, the power of Lin Feng clearly shocked everyone.
Regret, everyone’s face showed remorse and killed Lin Feng. For them, it was the end.
The purple lakes were overwhelming, drowning them directly, and then they melted their bodies into nothingness, only in an instant, hundreds of sergeants, all died.
Melting is inevitably the special ability of the purple demon. When the purple demon is in the vertical and horizontal, the saliva can melt people to death, but when his blood turns into a lake, it only melts the person's clothes, and then purple infiltrates. In the human body, instead of the original martial arts, this is the powerful force of the blood.
But when the purple lake was swallowed up by the celestial martial arts, it became the martial arts of Lin Feng, and it had the ability to melt.
Those who are red-blooded and swords look at Lin Feng, like a god, and their eyes are solidified, and their hearts are shaking.
Strong, Lin Feng is too strong, and after this war, the strength of their undead people has been broken, and Lin Feng is even stronger.
As for the snowy sergeants who were rushing to prepare to attack Lin Feng and others, they stopped and sat on the horse and looked up at the standing figure. At the foot of Lin Feng, it was a erected lake that supported His body stood in the air.
Stepping on the lake that supported his body, Lin Feng slowly turned around, his eyes falling behind the snowy sergeant who came after him. These people, needless to say, Lin Feng also understands that it is to attack him.
Looking at Lin Feng's gaze, these people suddenly trembled, and there was a chill in the bottom of my heart, feeling cold.
"We are also ordered by people, and this leaves."
The headed general looked at Lin Feng and said with a low voice, and even if he turned around, he wanted to leave.
"If you want to kill, you can kill, you can't kill, you want to go, ridiculous."
Lin Feng’s mouth spits out a cold voice. These people are coming to their lives. When they find out if they want their lives, they say that they are ordered by people. Then they leave, is there such a cheap thing?
"Dream, trouble you, those horses, keep us."
Lin Feng turned and said to the dream, their horse was shot by the arrow, and it was inconvenient to hurry. If he did, even the man would be killed by him.
"it is good."
The dream nodded, and the footsteps were empty, and a cold chill was released again, so that those snowy sergeants shuddered and cold.
In addition to Lin Feng, here, there is a strong person, the strong existence of Xuanwujing, that is to say, even if Lin Feng's strength is not so strong, they will die, it is a joke to intercept Lin Feng here.
There is a sense of sadness in the heart, and the order is given above, but the consequences are what they bear.
"Ice."
The palm of the dream trembled, the ice poured out, the crowd became stiff, and then from the front to the back, where the cold passed, everyone was frozen and turned into a statue, then fell under the horse, and died. !
"Get on the road, hurry."
Lin Feng quietly screamed, put away the martial arts, stepped on a footstep, and stepped on a horse directly, and everyone else was on the line.
"Lin Feng, what the is going on?"
Duan Xinye Zema went to Lin Feng's side and asked in confusion.
"Someone wants to kill us and don't want us to return to the Imperial City." Lin Feng looked at Duan Xinye.
"I, they want me to kill?"
"Correct."
Lin Feng nodded and let Duan Xinye's heart suddenly tremble. Even her princess would kill.
"Hundreds of thousands of soldiers have been bleeding, the princess is missing. Although this war is a victory, in the end, they set the death penalty of General Liu, because although it is a victory, it is a terrible victory, and it is unfavorable to protect the princess. Life and death are not clear, therefore, it is a death sin, so you, and me, can not return to the Imperial City, you appear in the Imperial City, this sin can not be implemented."
Lin Feng’s words gave Duan Xinye’s heart a cold chill, very cold.
In order to determine the death penalty of Liu Yan, even her princess will kill, is it really so simple?
Perhaps, because they don't want Liu Wei to live, they don't want his princess to live. Needless to say, Duan Xinye also understands what the matter is.
It’s just that Duan Xinye doesn’t understand why she’s being jealous, and it’s Xueyue and Mochao colluding well. If it’s also his order, why bother to let her live, and it’s okay to kill it directly.
That he is her emperor, the great emperor, the Duan Duo, the cruel and invincible, the Shunchang, the adversity.
She and the two emperors are infinitely close, and the great emperor and the second emperor are not close. Therefore, she is rebellious and has no way, it!
Ps: Flowers are so miserable, a few days of movement is not big, tears ask for flowers!