Galaxy Shattering Blade Chapter 684: I will never be the Lord of the Blood House

Liu Ming was a little dazed.

He had previously believed that the arrogant of Heaven, such as Lord Lin Feng, the strongest genius in the Blood Tower is definitely high above the ground, and it is difficult to look forward to. The reason why he joined the blood building was because he was well paid and because he was born in Dongningzhou. This time, he was unprecedented when he got a blood laurel crown. He was summoned by Master Lin Feng.

The only non-tenant killer of ten blood!

Almost on par with the five main hall masters, Lord Lin Feng’s legend is well known in Xuelou.

But now...

I really saw Lord Lin Feng, but it was completely different from imagination.

"I, I..." Liu Luo was speechless for a while, and I didn't know how to answer.

At this time--

A rapid voice rang outside. Lin Feng looked around and saw Ge Lan hurriedly, his face dignified and panicked, and his heart was tight, and he said to Liu Luo: "So, I will give you 30 billion Nimes, In addition, I will give you 30 million blood to kill you, not enough to find me again."

Liu Luo's eyes widened in shock.

30 billion Nimes? 30 million blood kills?

Isn't it 60 billion Nimes! ?

Just now Wu Kui only took 10 billion Nimes, he took six times as much Wu Wu! Liu Luo ∨☆dǐng∨☆ǎn∨☆小∨☆ said, .2≈■Heartbeat accelerated, some reactions could not come, Lin Feng's last sentence was more like a hammer hitting in his heart, what is not enough to come to him again?

"A Feng." Golan's voice came.

Lin Feng’s eyes flashed sharply, and Liu Li turned sharply, and also had some eyesight. He bowed deeply to Lin Feng: "Thank you Master Lin Feng." Immediately, Liu Zhen turned away with excitement. Just calm down a little, and scene after scene came to mind.

It’s not that he is looked at differently, but...

Because Brother Liu Yi.

"Brother, are you blessing your father and your ethnic group?"

Liu Ming murmured softly. Clenched your fists: "I will not let you down!"

The determined and persistent figure left Lin Feng's sight.

Looking at Liu Lu as if looking at her former self, Lin Feng was deeply touched. What people pay attention to is a kind of fate. This is true of yourself and Liu Lu, and it is more unfortunate than your own Liu Lu. In addition to carrying the ethnic group, his eldest brother Liu Yi is no longer here.

"Come on, Brother Liu, I will take good care of your younger brother." Lin Feng lightly looked down at Ge Lan.

Gorlan’s character was the most stable and atmospheric in the five-member squad that day, and he was not disappointed, but this time it was pale and ugly. Obviously something shocking happened. Thinking of this, Lin Feng's hands were inexplicably chilled, and the unpredictable feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Shouldn't...

"A Feng. Brother Niu is dead." Golan's voice was deep and angry.

Wow! Lin Feng's eyes were cold.

Sword Hall.

Lin Feng stepped in, with a breath of killing.

Ming Xing stood with his sword. It seemed that Lin Feng had arrived. A pair of sword-eye star pupils shone, and the surging sword swelled in the center of the hall.

"Zheng!" Lin Feng was sheathed in the dark. Although the overlord's fighting force from the depths of his heart could not decipher the world of the sword of Di Xing, he was unmoved by it. Lin Feng's eyes were intense. With a scream, the whole body was golden. Thunder Dragon Ao Xiao.

Boom! boom! boom! !

Fighting fiercely, the tip of the needle is against Maimang.

As if venting, Lin Feng was attacking madly, and the death star only defended, and there was a little sadness on his expressionless face. Looking at the blood building elite in front of him that he pulled up with one hand. Di Xing knew the pain in his heart.

However, nothing can be done right now.

"Okay." The world of Death Star Sword is moving vigorously. In a flash, Wan Sword returns, and the infinite sword stabs directly at Lin Feng. The sword of Death Star stabs out of blindness. An ordinary sword penetrates the heart of the sword and breaks through Lin Feng's defense.

Boom!

Fighting hard, Lin Feng retreated after being injured.

Stop.

"Pang~" Jianqi dissipated, the world of swords no longer existed, and only the panting voice remained in the entire Jiandian, Lin Feng and the four stars facing each other.

For a long time...

"Are you all right." Said Xing.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, "Where is Brother Niu now?"

"I took my head back with Ba Ye and cremated and buried it." Shi Xing's face was cold: "I haven't seen the body, I should still be Nirvana Sect."

"How about Battle Eagle and Sister Ning?" Lin Feng asked.

"There is no news yet." Shaoxing shook his head: "But the hand of Ao Jianhui, but I am afraid it is also more fierce." There was helplessness in the voice, which was an emotion that dared not to speak.

Lin Feng stared at the star of death: "I don't understand."

"You are still young." Said Xingdao: "The Nirvana Sect can't be bothered. To be precise, it should be Ao Jianhui."

"Because Nirvana World?" Lin Feng said.

Death star head: "The Nirvana world is even more cruel. The Ao family dominates the Nirvana world and is in charge of human power, especially the Ao Jianhui itself is the bloodline directly under the Ao family. If not, he gave up power for love that day , Now the wind has risen in the Aojia family."

Lin Feng understands.

In the thirty-three continents, the Blood Tower is indeed stronger than Nirvana Sect, and the star of the sword palace is not worse than Ao Jianhui, but he can’t retaliate. Perhaps the power of the Blood Tower can be used here to destroy the Nirvana God Sect, but it will inevitably lead to a bitter fruit and cause the Blood Tower disaster in the World of Nirvana.

In thirty-three continents, it is not difficult to rise again.

Wealth, determination, and support from the strong will soon form a sect power, but in the world of Nirvana...

It’s harder than ten million times.

"We can only endure?" Lin Feng's clenched fists, blue muscles protruded.

"I am the Lord of the Sword Palace of the Blood Tower." Shu Xing closed his eyes: "At the moment I decided to become the Lord of the Hall, there will be no Dai Xing in the world."

The calm voice reveals the cruelty of reality.

As the temple master, he must put the interests of the blood tower first, rather than acting on his own likes and dislikes.

Lin Feng looked at the Death Star, and the waves and waves in his heart were not calm. If the Master Jiang Jian could understand his situation, but...

It does not mean that I will accept it.

"I understand."

"But I will never be the Lord of the Blood Building."

Leng Feng turned away when there was a sound on the floor.

Everyone has a sky in their hearts, a piece of their own boundaries and defenses. For Lin Feng, only someone has violated this forbidden territory in his heart. No matter who he is, he will strive to the end and will never flinch.

"Even if it's heaven~IndoMTL.com~ I have to poke it out of a hole!" Lin Feng's pupil was firm and persistent.

...

Forbear!

Have to endure.

Lin Feng is very clear. With his current strength, he has no chance of winning against Ao Jianhui. To improve his strength in a short period of time, Ten Blood Channel is the best choice. Three months is enough to break into a sub-week The strongest in the limit.

At that time, you will have a fight against Ao Jianhui.

Just...

In this way, the opportunity to enter the Blood Tower Hell is lost, and it is no longer possible.

“There are many ways to quickly increase the combat power, and there is no need to exhaust and fish.” Lin Feng left the training room and once again stepped into the **** gate on the ninth floor of the blood tower.

"Blood Evil Domain, the same is possible."

...(to be continued.)