Fire Refining the Starry Sky

Chapter 688

The last trump card

He is the strongest man in Yanling House!

Perhaps he is very cautious, take care, but that is his long-term habits, does not represent his strength.

Wan Mozhen, a Yanling House legendary expert!

Can be ranked first in the Yanzun Zunfu Wannian rankings, how can he be a mediocre generation, and it is the beauty of the horror! It has the best natural resources of the wild geese, has the most perfect cultivating environment, and has an enviable Martial Artist aptitude.

Proud of the entire Yanling House!

Wan Mozhen, I will be so easy to beat.

“You really irritated me.” Wan Mozhen gnashing teeth.

He has never suffered such a heavy injury!

That terrifying flame strength, as if to devour him, even his eight-star spirit treasure ‘perchedure’ is completely fragmented. Lin Feng’s attack finally made him lose patience. Wan Mozhen completely abandoned everything at this time. He was no longer the Patriarch of Yan Yan and Wan Clan. He no longer shouldered the pressure and burden of the whole family.

Now he is just a Martial Artist.

One of the purest Martial Artists, a fighting Martial Artist.

Only exist for the win!

Ji Jin miscalculated one thing, that is, Wan Mozhen’s character, really isn’t ‘cautious’.

From childhood Instilled in the concept, from childhood was nurtured into a family successor, and Wan Mozhen’s ‘caution’ came from it. But he is a Martial Artist with top aptitude. It is a Martial Artist who is eager to fight. Wan Mozhen is actually crazy.

This is also why he is known as a rare genius.

Yan Yan Wan has been the most outstanding expert for thousands of years!

“accept death!” Wan Mozhen’s direct attack to the strength is already exhausted Secret Clone

Whether it is awkward or a slap in the face, these ‘threats’ must be removed.

In Wan Mozhen’s view, the body of Lin Feng threatened him. Not as terrifying as this Secret Clone comes.

Sōu! Wan Mozhen is not fast.

But it is the perfect control of the wind, so his actual speed will not be inferior to Lin Feng too much, and the movement technique is more ghostly, it is hard to ponder.

“Boom!” “Boom!!” Lin Feng continually blasted the Fireball.

Just after the recovery of a little bit of Star Force, the Fireball shines red, as if it is bestowed life. However, it is even more difficult to make a point. It is clear that all Star Force is exhausted, and the faint light outside the body is proof of everything, but…

Where is the Star Force! !

Too strange!

Lin Feng, must be removed soon!

Wan Mozhen killing intent Bi Lu, crazy attack on Lin Feng’s Secret Clone.

The figure is constantly flashing, and it is difficult for the Fireball to ‘catch’ the position of Wan Mozhen.

Perfectly controlling the ‘wind’, Lin Feng finally encountered a presence that could easily break his Fire Spirit Master strength.

“His movement technique is too ghostly!” Lin Feng gritted his teeth, figure couldn’t stop, and the Fireball blasted like a cannon. control. It is useless, and his consciousness can’t keep up with the movement technique of Wan Mozhen, or it should be said that his own star control ‘realm’ is inferior.

In the blink of an eye, it is approaching!

There is no counter-attack force, just a shocking punch, straight out.

With a strong Star Force shine. Wan Mozhen’s attack blocked all the space and made the wind application almost perfect!

“Death!” Wan Mo’s eyes are cold and cold.

A Heavenly Spirit Master is close by Martial God. There is really only one dead end.

But Lin Feng, but not.

“Hey!” War God’s eyes sparkled and Lin Feng stood up again.

Strength, very expensive, especially the Thunder armor is almost dissipated, Star Force is used to withstand the attack just now. It also consumes a lot. Human Soul’s Star Force is different from Life Soul Star Force, lacking the resilience of Life Soul, and now War God’s strength has been a lot of retrogression.

However, Lin Feng is not willing to give up.

Yourself, and the last trump card!

来！

Lin Feng has a strong eye.

Filled with a point. It has not been forced to this limit for a long time.

Even in the purple starry world, I have never encountered such a arrogant and powerful opponent, even if I am almost exhausted now, but Wan Mozhen is still like a deep black hole.

Deep bottom!

Yan’an House strongest, the name is well-deserved!

“sōu!” Wan Mo’s eyes are cold and cold.

Anger, hate, mixed together, making him already have a murderous heart for Lin Feng.

This child, never leave!

“Old Ancestor said that’s right.” Wan Mozhen Brown Star Force broke out completely.

As if the goshawk eagerly beat the rabbit, exhausted all the strength, the thick wind cover densely the whole body, whistling. Today’s Lin Feng is still some distance away from the Star Sea Level. If he reaches the peak… Wan Mozhen is unimaginable, and then Lin Feng will become a terrifying existence.

Can he still win?

“There will be no day.”

“Because today, you will die.”

Wan Mo’s eyes are firm, like a falcon staring at prey.

Since you start, it is the root of the grass!

“Dead!” Sensed the flaming flame that Lin Feng had in his hands, and Wan Mozhen was not afraid. Compared to the oversized Fireball, the two flames are not enough. Although the control is perfect, what about it? Attack, elegantly isn’t fancy, but practical, attack power!

Today, no matter how much he pays, he will kill Lin Feng.

Always get rid of the trouble!

…

“Come!”

“As near as possible!”

“If I die, I will pull you to die!”

Lin Feng is cold and cold, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth, the fire of Rebirth and Fire of Devour in his hand, and Lin Feng’s eyes are very bright.

Although he was seriously injured, he calmly faced the dead, but it was a central god.

This strike is his last trump card.

“Control strength, it’s getting stronger.”

“Because Life Soul is stronger, the control of Star Sea Level is stronger!”

Lin Feng’s mouth is suddenly raised, and the flame strength in his hand is constantly increasing.

The stronger the control strength, the more you can make the ‘magnetic explosion’ might, the more extreme!

In front of me, the suffocating pressure came again.

Looking up, Lin Feng seems to be able to see the cold face of Wan Mo, and the astonishing terrifying killing. The goshawk’s ray shines on the forehead, and the brown Star Force will surround thes. Everything is shrouded and the wind is clear. Bring strong pressure.

The last strike.

On the chest, sense to severe pain.

That is the strength of the boxing wind, that is the emergence of Wan Mozhen killing intent.

Has reached the limit.

“Dead!” Lin Feng closed his eyes.

The mind is condensed to the extreme, and the Fire of Rebirth blends with the Fire of Devour, as if the Heavenly Thunder hooked the Earth Fire. Lin Feng’s look is full of decisiveness, it is a manifestation of death. This time, the magnetic explosion is hard to imagine.

Will it die?

Lin Feng doesn’t know.

I will not consider this.

A Martial Artist, if you are afraid of death in battle…

Then he can’t be called a real Martial Artist.

The two flames condense the star force of the Star Force, and the most intense collision contact between clanging. A terrifying to the extreme strength, just like a catastrophe, seems to burn everything, as if to flatten the land.

“No!!” Wan Mo’s eyes wide open. I feel very shocked.

Startled in one’s heart The extreme of the movement, he seems to fall into the deep fire of hell, like crazy.

Wan Mo cle clench one’s teeth off, look fierce like a demon, at this moment he finally understands what Lin Feng wants to do.

“Ah!” The twisted sound, tearing heart, bind in the fire.

boom! ! !

The ultimate shine, clanging broke out.

The fire glowed over the entire land. All the sounds are annihilated.

No longer exists!

…

Thunder in the stars.

“Hey!” It was the thunder who opened his eyes and closed his eyes.

The one-horn on the head flashed, and the six tails behind it floated gently. Eyes bright.

“pā !” Complexion changed slightly, Thunder blinked, muttered, “Fortunately, leave a strength on the thunder, if not trouble…”

“Human feelings are really hard to ponder. This brat is cold and hot. The feelings are especially rich.”

“tch 啧, the ‘inheritor’ that was hard to find.”

Shaking his head, the Thunder felt helpless, and immediately closed his eyes.

…

The flames burst wildly and spread to the surrounding area.

Many of the geese of the Martial Artist. The Yantianmen’s Martial Artist has been affected, and the bloody and vomiting is light. The near-pointing Yanling Wanjia expert is directly bombarded into fine powder. And this is just the edge zone. If it is in the middle of the flame explosion, what will happen?

Mighty, too big to imagine.

Lin Feng was lying in a pool of blood and was extremely hurt.

But qi like a hairspring, but still alive.

On the forehead, the lightning-like two-segment one-angle flashed the last faint thunder light. During the time, the Thunder Armor disappeared and Lin Feng returned to its normal human form. The body was bloody, but under the extreme might bombing, Lin Feng still survived tenaciously!

“Hey…” Gently groaned.

Lin Feng opened his eyes with difficulty and his eyes were blurred.

However, it is faintly visible that the surroundings, sense to this piece seems to be a land of wild soil.

“I am still alive…” Lin Feng’s in the mind emerged.

Move make a move, it seems that there is still a last bit of strength, Blood of the Phoenix is diligently repairing that broken body. The blood seems to be re-flowing, and the cells seem to slowly regain their vitality. Lin Feng trembled and supported the ground with both hands, and stood up.

Although I don’t know why, but I am still alive!

Undoubtedly lucky!

“What about him?”

“Is he dead?!”

Lin Feng whispered softly, looking forward in the eyes.

Suddenly gathered, I saw a figure lying on the ground, bloody and fuzzy.

The large type of lying on the back, as if there is no life, isn’t it that?

Positively long, relaxed –

A cold, chilly voice, hoarse and fierce.

“I thought I was dead?”

“It’s too early to be happy!!”

Lin Feng heart suddenly stunned, unbelievably watched not far from the ‘corpse’ lying on the ground, ‘pā’ clenched fists.