Peerless Martial God 2

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"Can you still pick up the tenth trick? Kid, give up."

"Yeah, Shura brothers, we can't bear to see you hurt, anyway, you have been able to sign a contract with your fourth brother and nine brothers." The old five chasing the face complex face of Lin Feng, they all interfered with Lin Feng's mood and will at this time.

Especially the old seven bones are even more humiliating, but Lin Feng has ignored the gossip, because Lin Feng's attention is all on the head of the Eight Diagrams, and can not pay attention to too many others.

Lin Feng is holding a tired and seriously injured body. As long as the meridian meridians will tear the general pain, this last move is the key. If it can't be successfully taken, then it will fall short and no chance to get the ancestors. The approval of the ant family, so Lin Feng has decided that rather than die.

"Kids, gossip is the second strongest among us, tightly weaker than the old man. You want to take the tenth trick under her hand. Oh, it is impossible. Before she played against you, she actually used the spirit. The tactics of the ancestors, this, the tenth trick is the trick of the spiritual ancestors, how can you succeed in the next?" The old man’s worried face, he was afraid that the Eight Diagrams would kill the kid.

Among the human races, Tianjiao like Shura is really rare. It can just break through the ancestors of the gods and fight with the spiritual gods. But the tenth trick is definitely the trick of the sacred gods. How can Lin Feng be able to withstand it? This is simply noisy.

"Brother, don't waste your life, this is simply not worth it. Since ancient times, the Jinxiu Mountain River map has been opened twice, the first time is in the magic domain, the second time is in the human race, the third time is in the octagonal domain, but no one can There are ten strokes in the head of the Eight Diagrams Head. I believe that you will not be an exception. Therefore, the brothers, give up, and accept the soul contract of the Four Brothers and Lao Jiu, OK?" The old six ants are full of serious looks, But there is still some contempt in the speech.

This is also normal. Young and strong people who have appeared in the ancestors of the past and present have not been able to support the tenth trick of the Eight Diagrams. How could Lin Feng accidentally hold on? This is not realistic.

"Shu Luo, a little bit of fun!" The second child sneered with sneer, ridiculed Lin Feng's incompetence.

"Sura, don't waste time, quit." The second child was not a waste of time for Lin Feng, and he couldn’t help but scream.

"Looking for death does not look at the place!" The funeral is a cold tone, completely a humiliating gesture to face Lin Feng, and even more concerned about Lin Feng's thoughts and sight.

Lin Feng looked at the members of several ancestral ants at high altitude, and looked at the eyes of the eight-headed girl with a look of embarrassment. Lin Feng sighed deeply, but did not mean to retreat, even if you look down on me? Even if you are jealous of me, what about me? What if you suspect that I was wasting my time?

This battle, since I participated, I never thought about retreating. If even the ten tricks of the sacred ancestors could not be accepted, what can I do in the future? Danger, may appear at any time, deal with Kundao, to deal with the northern ancestors of today, that is the strength of the ancestors of the land, and it is the peak of the hegemony.

What happened to that time? If you give up now, it is better to go back completely, go to the nine continents, and spend a lifetime in peace, always better than this.

However, Lin Feng is very clear that he can't give up. If he only withdraws because of the ridicule and irony of the other party, he will look down on himself.

"Don't talk nonsense, you can't represent me, even if you are the sacred ancestor, but I am me, gossip, take it!" Lin Feng glanced at the ancestors who opposed their own shots. Mo, the tone is cold.

Hearing the words, the fire could not help but anger and sneer, ridiculed: "The kid who is not self-sufficient, after the tenth trick, you will have no bones."

"Oh, no matter how dead the bones are, there will be a broken soul and no more resurrection." The second child was cold and ridiculed, and did not give Lin Feng a face. The mean face was so bitter.

"Don't say it, he wants to die, by him." The pursuit of the face is also the color of regret, he really did not want such a good seedling to be killed by the Eight Diagrams head, but Lin Feng is looking for his own death, and there is no way.

Gossip listened to the words of the brothers, although a bit harsh, but it is true, if Lin Feng really continues to fight, it is really possible to die in his own hands, this is what he does not want to see.

However, Lin Feng’s idea has been fixed, there is no possibility of change, and the Eight Diagrams sighed, no matter what the final result, at least she admired Lin Feng’s timidity and courage. In the past two times, she gave up at the last minute, so there is no Pass the test.

Lin Feng is the first person to take the initiative to take the 10th move. Regardless of winning or losing, the ancestors will not forget this stubborn kid.

"Ready, Shura." Gossip finally warned and prepared to shoot.

Lin Feng's body is tight, even though the pain on the chest is unbearable, it makes him unbearable, but he will not give up.

"When I win, I will shut you up!" Lin Feng pointed to a few people at high altitude, and the voice was cold and firm and screamed, but the boss fire and the second child, even the third child, did not bother to grin and smile. Take it for granted.

"If you hold on, I am your slave." The fire was cold and cold, a ridiculous joke.

"I am the same." The funeral was also a bitter smile, staring at Lin Feng.

Hearing the words, the old man frowned, always felt that something was wrong, but could not say it, he silently prayed to God, do not let the ancestors have other changes.

"People, you, you quit." Qinghuang Tianqi red face, but also persuaded Lin Feng, she is not optimistic about Lin Feng, and it is not good to do this, but she will not lose her husband, and she does not want to be widowed before she gets married.

"Nothing, rest assured." Lin Feng took a picture of Qing Huangtian's cold hand, and encouraged her while encouraging her.

Qinghuangtian slowly retreated, but clenched the pink lips, and decided that if Lin Feng died, she would not be alive, and would also go with Lin Feng.

Eight-headed head looked at Lin Feng's proud standing figure, and the heart admired it, but this tenth trick she would not release water.

"Shen, kill one person!"

Silent attack, no colorful tricks, only a piece of blood-like light, blink of an eye disappeared in Lin Feng's body, the Eight Diagrams slowly retracted his left hand, his face pale, if not strong, she will fall to the ground Can't afford it.

Among the sacred gods, the more advanced Shinto technique, the only one who has died, but only a **** flower, but it will take life. It is like a locust, able to eat a little bit of internal organs, but this trick No one has been able to destroy it so far.

At this moment, the ancestral ant world is silent and silent, and the accelerated breathing can be clearly heard. Whether it is ice or burial, all staring at Lin Feng, waiting for the result to appear.

Lin Feng was a little dizzy in front of this moment. From the moment he shot his head, he felt dizzy when he saw the blood flower. It seems that the body is set up in general, it is unbearable, and gradually the blood is like a worm. Bite the sound.

The creaking sound, followed by Lin Feng fell to the ground a little bit, Lin Feng face not only blushing, but also a blood in front of him, who looked at the two eyes, people feel that death is coming.

Lin Feng wanted to talk, but she couldn't say anything. Not only could she say nothing, but her hearing disappeared. She was like a blind man, dumb, and gradually disappeared.

A **** flower, Lin Feng's three senses disappeared, sitting on the ground, Lin Feng's eyes from the initial blood red to the current bleeding, ears, nose, and even the corners of the mouth overflowed with purple blood.

Qinghuangtian endured the despair in his heart and silently hugged Lin Feng. So the two men cuddled each other. Qingfeng didn’t talk, and Lin Feng couldn’t speak, only to hear the weak breath.

Eight-headed girl wants to cry, but she resists it. Such a cruel trick is that she is unwilling to use it. It can be used in three kinds of Shinto techniques. It is only a person who can kill Lin Feng, and the other two tricks. There are no opportunities.

Silence is a person, blood flower is the introduction, people are decadent and gray primers, may choose to survive, is the problem left to Lin Feng, as long as Lin Feng's mind is firm, this move is not only a bad thing, but an opportunity.

Lin Feng’s thoughts are very clear, but they can’t stand up, they can’t hear the sound, they can’t see the sight in front of them. All this seems to be the feeling before death. Is it really going to die?

No, how can you die? I have so many women waiting for myself, and so many children are waiting for myself, Lin Zu, Lin Nianer, Lin Henger, and Lin Shengqi, Lin Shengyi and Lin Shengxie, covering the sky and Qiongsheng, themselves How can you die if you have so many children?

Dreams are still waiting for myself, parents waiting for themselves, how can they die?

The mission of the ancestors has not been completed, and the Lin family has not been established. How can it die?

"Lin Feng, you, will not die!"

Suddenly, Lin Feng heard the sound of the ice spirit, followed by the cold and cold breath into the brain, reaching the whole body, gradually the blood flower to a little weakened his own influence, the eyes blurred, can also listen To the sound around.

Breathing gradually and evenly, the legs have strength.

The Eight Diagrams Head was in a sad mood. After I squinted at Lin Feng, I couldn’t speak for it. The fire and ice were even buried. They looked at Lin Feng with a ugly look, and stood up a little, then at Under the watchful eyes of all people, carrying their hands is like a generation of masters.

Qinghuang Tiandu was completely in the same place. She clearly felt that Lin Feng was going to die, and the breath was almost disappearing. How is Lin Feng more like a child who is alive and kicking? There is no injury at all, not only is there no injury, but Lin Feng's breath is even more hungry and pure ~www.readwn.com~ It seems that blood is a supplement.

"Oh, this is a enchanting ah." The grinning old man’s bitter laughter came, and the shock was full of hope for the future.

Lin Feng ignored the old man, but looked at the fire, ice and funeral, and then the three faces turned red, some burning, the face is more painful, it seems to be fanned by others.

"Let you shut up, I, do it!" Lin Feng smiled brilliantly, looking at three people, raised his chest and stood up.

Three people can no longer humiliate Lin Feng, because they don't deserve, they can't, they don't dare!

"I am a fire, and I have been a slave to Shura. If there is a violation, it will be destroyed!"

"I, bury, from then on is the servant of Shura, if you violate it, you must not die!"

"I am ice, and I have become a servant of Shura. If it goes against it, the Thunder kills me!"

Three people, at the same time, lowered their high heads, but they kept their promises, Lin Feng did not die, they could only become slaves.

Lin Feng looked at three people, did not speak, as for other people's chest high and low undulating, the heart accelerated a lot, the vertical tiger in Lin Feng behind his face admiration and excitement, clenched his fist.

Big Brother is the big brother, so many talented people, isn’t it a slave to the big brother?

"I don't accept slaves, I don't need slaves!"

Lin Feng's shallow words completely shattered the last dignity of the three people.

The world of ancestors is completely silent.