Thunderbolt of the End of the World

The heartless letter withdrew, Lin Feng took out the "king of hell", and left to kill the famous master coldly: "Three moves can hurt me in the slightest, and I will spare your life."

"Bragging, drink it!"

With an angry shout from the famous master of staying killed, he flew and slashed in anger. The "Angry Guan Dao" was full of domineering, sweeping and slashing horizontally, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and even more like an eagle and a wolf howling.

On the other hand, Lin Feng waved "Ye Wang" freely in his hand, letting him go wild and fierce, and I would not move like a mountain.

After staying and killing the famous family, Lin Feng said lightly: "The first move."

"Damn, blood kills ten directions!"

One move failed, and the only one left to kill the famous family, I raised the knife and then slashed, and the power was even more prosperous.

"The stars change. The wolf's teeth break through the sky!"

Lin Feng mentioned "Ye Wang", and a crescent-shaped sword qi emanated from his backhand, cracking the trick of killing the famous family, and said at the same time: "Second trick."

The power of the sword is still unabated, and the famous master knows that the person in front of him has a deep foundation, and he does not dare to take it hard. He immediately moves his body to dodge, and then smiles coldly: "I have to admit that you are really powerful, but you shouldn't be too big, now Pay for your stupidity!"

Lin Feng looked at the sword energy surrounding him and said indifferently, "This is your trump card, it's the third trick!"

"So what, now the seventeen invisible swords have blocked you, you have no escape, die! Angry horses pass!"

The famous master Liu killed angrily, mopped the floor with a long knife, and brought a string of flames, like an angry horse galloping, rushing towards Lin Feng.

"The stars change. The wolf bursts through the ground!"

In Lin Feng's hand, "Ye Wang" slashed to the ground, and then two intertwined sword qi penetrated into the ground, and the famous master was about to kill Lin Feng in anger, but he felt a dangerous aura coming out of the ground. The sword qi that came out of the ground penetrated the front and the back, splitting into two!

After the death of the famous family, Lin Feng didn't take a second glance, smashed the "Blood List" with one palm, and then left with a heartless letter.

After a while, the black and white space shattered, and the public pavilion returned to normal.

Qin Jiuxian recovered from the frozen state, and looked at the famous Liu Killer who fell in a pool of blood: "Hey, what happened just now? Why are there two halves of the corpse lying on the ground?"

The devil worshipped Jiangshan and said, "Daddy, this seems to be the person who wrote the "Blood List" before, but he is dead now!"

"When did he die? Why are there signs of fighting nearby?" Qin Jiuxian looked around suspiciously, and then asked the person next to him, "Hey, did you see anything just now...〃?"

However, when Qin Jiuxian questioned, the bodies of dozens of martial artists around him were torn apart. It turned out that they were affected by the aftermath of the battle just now, and they had already died. It was also Qin Jiuxian who wished good luck to Jiangshan and Di Peng. Jiaoyuan was spared.

"Hey, my face hurts!" Qin Jiuxian felt a burst of pain on his face at this time, and reached out to touch: "Blood, I have blood, I'm injured, oh hey, I have to hurry up. Find a doctor." He said and hurriedly left.

"Daddy, wait for me!"

Bai Jiangshan shouted, and Di Peng also hurriedly followed.

In an instant, the public pavilion was cleansed, leaving only a fragment of corpses, and after a while, a little fluorescent light dissipated.

……

"Where are we going now?"

On the trail, the unrequited love letter followed Lin Feng for a few miles, and couldn't help asking aloud.

Lin Feng heard the words and said without looking back: "I'm a little hungry, I'm going to eat something."

"Ok!"

Unlove Letter felt anger rising, holding the hand of the knife, couldn't help but tighten it, as if he wanted to draw the knife and cut people, but after thinking about it, he suppressed his anger again, and said coldly: "What do you want to eat, I will cook it for you. ."

Lin Feng turned to look at the letter and said with a smile: "Oh, you can still cook, so let's owe this meal first. I just want to eat noodles today, selling noodles from Noodles."

"Noodle boy, could it be..."

The unrequited love letter hears the sound and knows the elegance. The killer agent of the "Blood List" is a noodle seller who pushes a snack cart. Ordinary people usually come here to eat noodles. Only those who know the transaction method can buy murder and kill people, such as Qin Jiao Immortals could not enter, and ate behind closed doors.

"What does this have to do with the 'Blood List'?"

"The answer you want will be known soon!" Lin Feng's mind moved: "Well, I found it!"

　Finding the target, Lin Feng quickened his pace a little, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Not long after, the two came to a noodle stall.

Buying Mianzi was shocked when he saw Jeremy Letter and Lin Feng coming. Jeremy Letter was the killer who assassinated Lin Feng, but now they come together, no matter how you look at it, it feels unusual.

The noodle seller still can't figure out the situation, so he pretended to be crazy and said: "Welcome to the two guest officers, what do the guest officers want?"

The love letter was silent, Lin Feng sat in front of the car: "A bowl of knife-cut noodles, a little red in the snow."

The noodle seller was stunned for a moment, because what Lin Feng said was the secret code of the "Blood List" transaction. A target targeted by the "Blood List" came to trade with the "Blood List". This was the first time. Mianzi still said according to the rules: "I'm sorry, guest, I have all kinds of noodles, but I don't have knife-cut noodles."

Lin Feng smiled and said: "The knife cuts the head and the face, and the snow hides blood red, is there really no?"

Noodle seller: "How many side dishes to cut and what wine to drink?"

Lin Feng said casually: "Cut a pair of hearts and livers, and make three bowls of bone-breaking wine."

The noodle seller asked, "Whose heart and whose bones are?"

Lin Feng lowered a note and wrote three words on it.

Powerful!

The face of the noodle seller changed greatly, and he smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, guest, this business, the small one can't handle it!"

"It doesn't matter if you pick it up or not, just let me know the location."