Peerless Martial God Chapter 88: Destroy the door

"Well, that's all for now, I already gave me some of you a chance, but unfortunately, you don't know to cherish it. In this case, then ..."

Duan Tian wolf said that he paused slightly and raised his arm.

With his movement, the sound of bows and arrows being pulled apart is uniform, and the spirit of killing is stronger.

"It's time to get started."

crowd whispered secretly in their hearts, and then they saw the Duan Tian wolf's arm waving down and spit out a word.

"Off."

This word of annihilation, like the sound of death, haunts crowd.

"咻, 咻, 咻 ..."

The sound of terrible howling shattered the sky, the endless arrow broke, Zhetian covers the sky blocked the sun, the canyon was over, all the arrows fell, except for the life and death platform where the Duan Tian wolf and others stood, all the sky above was cut through the sky of arrow Covered, endless.

Yun Hai Sect, crowd looked at the dark arrow above the head, covering the sky, with confusion and despair in his eyes.

So many arrows are unavoidable, and each one is like a meteor, extremely fast, red blood iron ride, and no mediocre generation.

After a while, the sound of screams echoed into the space, with arrow, inserted into the top of Yun Hai Sect disciples' heads, chests, shoulders, arms, and bright red blood, staining the canyon red.

Only those who are strong can resist these arrow prestige and survive, but this is only the first wave of attacks.

From the stand, Nangong Ling smashed the arrow flying over his head into powder, but his eyes closed painfully. He didn't dare to look. The fallen bodies were all Sect disciples. He had worshipped him and admired him, but his Nangong Ling, as Ocean Cloud Sect Suzerain, could only watch the slaughter happen in front of himself, and could not do anything about it.

The Yun Hai Sect elders are also dizzy, with bloodthirsty pupils in their eyes. They never dreamed that Sect is a big comparison. The most important day of Yun Hai Sect will be the day of Yun Hai Sect destruction.

The first wave of arrow finally fell, and the blood of Yun Hai Sect disciples converged into a blood river, flowing quietly in the canyon.

On the stage of life and death, Lin Feng quietly looked at the river where the blood was gathered, the dazzling sunlight poured down and shone on the body of Lin Feng, but he did not feel the slightest warmth, only the endless desolation. With cold.

The disciples in the canyon, some people closed their eyes forever, some are still dying, crying on the sky, and already is mad and roaring wantonly.

If they were in previous lives, they should still be in school at their age.

They have their own parents and brothers. Their future is full of possibilities.

They came to Yun Hai Sect to pursue their strengths in order to be able to live better and be respected on the mainland.

However, with the order of the Duan Tian wolf, the infinite possibilities can be turned into a death knell for death, and all living lives have fallen into the sea of ​​blood.

Lin Feng, his heart has never been colder, colder, and bitter. Those people were just like him, flesh and blood.

"Hoo ..."

Lifting his head, Lin Feng exhaled a heavy spit, mixed with **** air, his pupils were gray, ruthless Wu Qing, desireless, deep and boundless, as if it were a bottomless pit.

In the face of great strength, a person's life is like a piece of waste paper. When you tear it at will, it breaks, and disappears with the wind.

This is reality. The brutal and **** reality. Without powerful strength, you are a cricket ant, and your life is like a mustard.

"Put ..."

Duan Tian wolf's voice came out again, vibrating in space, the sharp arrow, once again issued the sound of death, falling from the sky.

The sound of screams and crazy shouts came out, but to no avail. Yun Hai Sect, under these two sets of arrow, countless deaths, especially the young outside students, were almost extinct.

"Ah ..."

A scream came out with endless guilt and sadness.

Liu Fei squatted on the ground, looking at the corpse, holding her long hair with both hands, her beautiful face was not pale, only pale.

The murderer is Red Blood Iron Rider, her father's men.

The victim was a child of Yun Hai Sect. Her same children are also the same students of his father.

But like countless others, she can only watch this scene with tears of heart, but cannot prevent this terrible massacre.

"Duan Han, bring her here."

Duan Tian wolf glanced at Liu Fei and said indifferently.

Duan Han nodded slightly, raised his feet, and walked towards Liu Fei.

But at this moment, a figure flickered came to him, blocking the body of Liu Fei, Correct Lin Feng.

"Get out, if you want to die, you are not in a hurry."

Duan Han's tone was indifferent and he said blankly.

But Lin Feng seems to have not heard him, just staring at him, staring at the father and son quietly with the gray pupils of the cold ruthless Wu Qing.

The slaughter of thousands of people is light and windy. If nothing happens, how cold is it to be so indifferent?

"Huh?"

Duan Han frowned, and immediately saw Lin Feng's pair of pupils, ruthless Wu Qing's gray pupil, with a strange spirit.

Due to such a pair of pupils, Duan Han's body unconsciously exudes a little coldness.

"Since you're looking for death, then I will fulfill you."

Duan cold drank, his face was ugly, and he would rise to chill because he saw the eyes of Lin Feng, which is a shame.

In his eyes, although Lin Feng has good talents, but that's all. Lin Feng has no qualifications compared to him.

Especially, seeing that Liu Fei cares about Lin Feng, it makes him want to step Lin Feng on the soles of his feet, and let Liu Fei see that in front of him, Lin Feng is nothing.

The powerful Sword Qi is fiercely saved from Duan Han. He is the owner of the sword Battle Spirit. He has been practicing swordsmanship martial skill since childhood. He is extremely skilled at swords. Nowadays, he can substitute swords with his hands, In his eyes, anything can be used as a sword.

The palm is cut off, and a powerful sword blade is formed, like a real sword with the same handle, and it is cut to Lin Feng at will.

This sword did not even use any martial skill. Liu Fei said that his victory over Lin Feng was the advantage of the powerful martial skill, so he easily killed Lin Feng and showed it to Liu Fei.

"Broken."

Lin Feng's body moved, such as wind, shadow, light and elegant, and the sword in his hand was slashed up and chopped in the weakest place of Sword Qi.

With his powerful sense at this moment, Duan Hanzhe ’s sword towards him is fully substantiated in his eyes. It ’s extremely clear where Sword Qi is strong and where it is weak.

"click!"

With a light sound, Sword Qi dissipates abruptly, and the sword cut by Duan Han reverts to illusory and dissipates invisible.

The sword in Lin Feng's hand is full of ruthless Wu Qing's spirit. The dead spirit continues to go up towards Duan Han.

This scene made Duan Han's look congealed, his right palm trembled slightly, and the sloppy Sword Qi whistled in his palm, oppressing towards the Lin Feng's long sword.

But the power of the sword didn't stop for a moment. It chopped the Sword Qi. The sword of death was full of the meaning of death and killed everything.

Duan Han frowned. His strength was Ling Qi Layer Fourth Layer, which was two levels higher than Lin Feng, but at this moment, Lin Feng made him feel the threat of death.

The palms trembled again, blocking the power of the sword of death. Duan Han's toes point, his body took a step towards retreats, avoiding the powerful sword of Lin Feng.

"Death."

Lin Feng's lips moved slightly, a voice came out of his mouth, and the sword moved along with the sword. The aftermath of that sword had not yet dissipated, and the spirit of death came out, born from the sword.

This sword moves in harmony with the natural situation. Sword Qi is even more stingy, and the sword is more vast.

"How is that possible?"

Duan Han saw an unbelievable look at this sword. This sword is so perfect that even he may not be able to use such a perfect sword.

The lightning fast sword with a cricket's death spirit, he can't even use his powerful strength to resist, only to dodge and avoid its sharp edge.

"It can be used to such an extent that the death of the second sword of Silent Sword Skills, Lin Feng, his talent in martial skill is too scary, today, he must not die."

Protector Bei's attention is always on Lin Feng, Yun Hai Sect, anyone can die, only Lin Feng, must not die.

Protector Bei is not cruel, ruthless Wu Qing, and Lin Feng is the hope of Sect. If only Yun Hai Sect escapes, that person can only be Lin Feng. Even if he is strong, he can still die.

"Shadow Step."

Duan Han sighed, his footsteps moved, and it was incredible that his body was like a shadow, erratic, and fluttered away instantly, away from the sword of death.

The body stopped, and a tearing sound came out. Duan Han lowered his head and glanced at the cracked shirt on his body. There was a flash of light in eyesight.

Lin Feng, almost hurt him, and cut his clothes.

If he takes a step further, I'm afraid the sword just passed through his chest.

It's a shame, Ling Qi Layer Fourth Layer cultivation, he was even cut by Lin Feng of Ling Qi Layer Second Layer, and he also insulted Lin Feng who was not qualified to compare with him.

"You're lucky, but I won't play with you anymore."

Duan Han restrained his anger and kept calm. He would not admit that someone who was not qualified to compare with him almost hurt him, but just said that Lin Feng had good luck.

"Ling Qi Layer Fourth Layer cultivation, against my Ling Qi Layer Second Layer cultivation, I won. It is because you are strong, I do n’t even have the qualifications compared to you, and at the moment I cut my clothes, it ’s my good luck. Duan Han, don't you think that you are too shameless. "

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and the gray pupils were full of cold irony. This resembled a thorn directly on Duan Han's body.