Chapter 425: I want to kill you.

Chapter 425 I want to kill you.
In the valley, the rocks are shot.
This was originally the place where Ling Feng killed the blood beast, but now he has also fallen into a fierce situation. The eyebrows are bleeding, and the bones in the back of the head are cracked.
His eyes are dim and he feels that he is going to die. The heavy power makes him crazy and unwilling.
How could he be beaten by the old wrinkled monster? !
He violently urged the double stone, protected a direction, so that the demon could not rush over, and then sacrificed a broken blade to block a direction, he relied on the double stone, constantly vomiting blood.
"Ling Feng!"
"Ling Feng!"
Whether it is Yunxi or Liu Shushu are extremely anxious, they want to rush over, but because of the injury is too heavy, can not help, but will make Ling Feng more passive.
"Old man, I must kill you today!"
Ling Feng’s voice is pale and powerless. His blood is dying. The most important thing is that the eyebrows have been hit hard. It can’t be recovered in a short time. At this moment, the soul sea is also aroused, which makes him very painful.
He didn't want to die, so he had to understand the last kill of nine days.
It can be said that the willpower of each individual is extremely powerful. Under such a trend, Ling Feng still has no loss of confidence, but a more concise gaze.
"Hey..."
He held the broken blade and slammed it out. He leaned back against the double stone, let him breathe a sigh of relief, felt a lot safer, and then wholeheartedly realized the ninth kill, and even tried to kill that blow.
"when!"
Suddenly, the devil's face was shocked, and his shot of a shot that he had to kill would have been resisted by the Lingfeng blade, and his body was awkward. After all, the mental power could not compete with the strength of the warrior.
It is naturally weak and can hold such power, but if it is really rash, it will still suffer big losses. After all, the power of the Emperor is not absorbed, but the mental power is broken, it is impossible to recover. It is.
"The eighth kill!"
Ling Feng lightly sighed, and another blade smashed out, and the surrounding sky was lit up. The eight-pointed awning formed a violent violent murder, and the bombardment in all directions directed the demon.
"puff"
This time, the demon did not escape, he had to rush over, and the result was swept by the blade, and the fly flew out. The abdomen was cut open, and the mental power was withered, and the demon sorrowed. The light on his body also dimmed quickly.
"Children, I will make you die very badly!"
The sorcerer's anger was angry, and his body's suffocation was almost materialized. Then he disappeared from the place, and when it reappeared, it was already at the top of Lingfeng.
Kill a sword!
The spirit of violent violently spurred the Horcrux, pierced the sacred fire of the Second Sun, and then swiftly swooped in and rushed into the soul sea of ​​Ling Feng.
"Oh!" Ling Feng’s head hurts. It feels like it’s going to burst and the bones on the top of the head are cracked. He can only force the mental power to resist.
At the same time, he raised a broken blade and fiercely stabbed the demon. Under the pain, Ling Feng broke out the fastest speed, and the blade smashed over the Horcrux. The fly flew out, and even the demon was injured. The spirit was swaying and spreading into a fog.
Of course, this blow also allowed the Lingfeng scalp to explode, and the hair was pulled down and stained with thick blood.
"killing..."
Ling Feng swallowed a Dan, using the power to heal.
At this moment, his eyes were red, completely killing the mad, and the broken blade smashed out from the first to the eighth. Although his eyes were stained with blood, his mental abilities suffered a minor injury, but he felt faintly touched. A threshold.
"I have to step forward!"
Lingfeng mouth drops blood, although the continuous killing of nine days to kill, but still can not prevent the sneak attack of the demon, and, he is not only to the head of Ling Feng, it is the beginning of the big hole in Ling Feng, let Ling Feng blood Spewing, the body is getting weaker and weaker, and the lips are pale as paper.
"Hey!"
The next moment, the magical sword was stabbed in Lingfeng's eyebrows. After a sword, he quickly flashed people. He made the wretched and shameless play, but Lingfeng was helpless. The speed of the latter was killing.
Can't hurt, can only be hurt!
"bass!"
When the temperament was ruined, the second sword of the lord came again, and the head of Ling Feng smashed a long blood hole. The lord obviously did not want to kill Ling Feng. He wanted to consume Ling Feng. He was fainted and then won.
"The fusion of people and soldiers..."
At the moment, on the edge of life and death, under the murder, Ling Feng entered a wonderful realm, everything around it disappeared, he could feel the pulsation of burning in the body, and felt the pulse of the hand interrupting the blade. They are like alive.
"threshold……"
Ling Feng palely whispered, he already felt the kind of breath, as long as stepping forward, it is a different world, but this feeling is too elusive.
"bass!"
Suddenly, he smashed out with a blade, burning flames like burning, and the broken blade was shaking, but there was always something missing, which caused the two to fail to merge, and the broken blade could not burn.
"One flower and one grass, one leaf and one wood, what is a weapon?"
Suddenly, Ling Feng felt a strange problem in his heart, and then he understood it. The corner of his mouth raised a dangerous danger. Under the embellishment of blood, it was like a rose in the blood.
What is a weapon? !
There are weapons in the heart, then everything can be turned into weapons, and only in this way can we fuse ourselves, the burning flames and the weapons, while pulsing, and pulsing with the heavens and the earth.
"The blade in the heart!"
Ling Feng secretly whispered, ecstasy, although he is seriously injured now, he will die at any time, but the ecstasy is unstoppable, he feels the burning flames on his body, feeling that every piece of flesh and blood is squatting.
I feel the above-mentioned broken blade, the grievance of the grievance!
"Hey!"
In the next moment, there was a vague shadow in his heart. As Lingfeng’s nine-day killing became more and more, it became more and more clear. Finally, it emerged, and it was a blade!
It is only one inch long, like a small dagger, shrouded in a thin layer of fog, it looks very soft, without the slightest sharpness, but Ling Feng feels the killing in the heart, feels the unyielding battle soul!
People are not dead, weapons are not dead!
The war is endless!
"Kid, I have lost patience, this time will not give you another chance!" The demon face is getting more and more heavy, in several attacks, he has been injured several times, so go on, he doubts I can't beat the boy myself.
Therefore, he does not want to wait any longer.
"choke!"
The Horcruxes whispered, and the stunned swordsmanship was shot. It flew out. The castration was more smashing than the lightning. In the sky, Changhong was formed. "Tear-pull", Lingfeng did not hide, the sword directly Inserted in the brain side of Ling Feng, the two yang sacred fires collapsed.
In fact, at this time of the battle, the sacred flames of the two yangs have been dull, and when the sacred fire broke down, the face of the sorcerer with a smirk of light, all the spirits of the riots, like the sea of ​​the soul of the wind The sea is coming.
Take the lead!
Unstoppable trend!
That is the spiritual power of the Holy Spirit. It is not something that a small master can resist. It is like a giant hammer. It opens the sea of ​​Ling Feng and slams into it.
"Hey, hey..."
At the next moment, Ling Feng’s spirit was rushing, but he was smashed back by the hammer. It was not a level of battle. It made the demon ecstasy. According to this trend, he can not only occupy the wind. The body can also swallow the spirit of the latter.
However, just as he was ecstatic, the round of the moon in the Lingfeng Soul Sea, but suddenly flew out eighteen sword marks, each of which released an amazing light.
"Hey..."
They flew silently and smothered according to the spirit of the demon. The original calm sword marks, but at this moment, the power of the Holy Spirit broke out.
It is sharper than the sword!
"Oh!"
The demon screams and his face is distorted. If he sees a ghost, the mental power is pierced through a hole in an instant, making his body weaker and weaker.
"Deaning swords, this young soul, how can there be such a thing?!" The demon is terrified, and his body is shaking. Then he quickly retreats from the sea of ​​Ling Feng, and flies out like a flight. far.
"Children, you dare to hang me!" The sorcerer was so arrogant that he was almost killed by the swordsmanship. Even if he escaped, the spirited mind was hit hard and he was about to fall to the level of the Holy Spirit. It is.
"I thought you were a great one, but now you can't stay!"
At this moment, the demon king finally showed his intention to kill. Since he could not win, he could only be destroyed.
"kill!"
The next moment, he disappeared from the original place, a sword stabbed to the chest of Ling Feng, to pierce the five internal organs of Ling Feng, and his eyes were filled with resentful and cruel eyes.
"when!"
However, just as the sword was about to pierce the flesh and blood, a broken blade was suddenly placed on the tip of the sword, giving a crisp sound of loud noise.
"How is this possible?" The Devil was shocked. He had just exerted his full strength and was incredibly fast, and the boy was able to resist it accurately.
Is it coincidence? !
The hurricane was cold and the double stone stood in the air. A young boy was in the eye. His eyes were calm and he looked at the demon faintly. He sighed. "You killed me so many swords before. Is it my turn to fight back now?" Already?"
"What do you say?" The monarch glimpsed and looked at Ling Feng's gaze. Just like watching an idiot, have you been fighting back?
However, my speed is invincible, is counterattack useful? !
"I said, I want to kill you!" Ling Feng quietly smiled, gentle and powerful, but in the blood, but it is so arrogant and confident, and unlike the hysterical madness before.