Zhan Yue - Chapter 1650

[Chapter 28: Hold Festivals and Keep Troubled Times]

“Oh!?”

Seeing that a kendo ban from Lin Yixin could actually block his own knife, Feng Jixing couldn’t help but look horrified: “Now the girls are so powerful? Tsk tsk, do you have a husband? Your brother Feng is still single. …”

“Shut up.”

Lin Yixin had a black line: “Lord Feng Jixing, please respect yourself, I have a husband, and my husband is unparalleled in the world!”

“Oh……”

Feng Jiexing nodded: “Then let’s eat Lao Tzu’s hating the heavens and the gods and demons!”

Two terrifying knives fell from the sky, and after Feng Jixing failed to confess, his murderous aura was awe-inspiring!

…

“Pongpeng~~~”

Amidst the loud noise, Lin Yixin still held it abruptly, but the corners of her mouth had already overflowed with blood, and in this precious time, Ling Yue’s spells and the blade of the shadow with the wind had taken Chu Huaimian’s last vitality. It was all tortured, and in the swift shot of the “puff puff” ice cone, Chu Huaimian staggered and fell to the ground, but he wasn’t dead yet, spitting blood, his whole body was like a stone sculpture, Has lost its fighting power.

“You bastard!”

Qin Lei drank violently, and the Martial God’s Binding Chains opened from behind him, and the sword was wrapped in the light rain that covered his forehead, so he slashed towards the shadow with the wind.

“Next, Qin Lei!”

Lin Yixin blocked Feng Jiexing’s offensive with the kendo restriction, and suddenly he used his sword to split three lines of sword qi, and went straight to Qin Lei, while the shadow swept past with the wind, giving way to Lin Yixin’s sword qi. At the same time, his body slid close to the ground, and he slashed Qin Lei’s ankle with a sword from a very tricky angle.

“Pfft!”

Qin Lei’s ankle was injured and his body was crooked.

The thunder crack knife in his hand swept across, and the shadows flew out obliquely with the wind. He vomited blood, and he was finally injured, but just as Qin Lei was about to swing the second knife, a scarlet meteorite fell from the sky. Overwhelmed it to the ground, the meteorite shattered, Qin Lei’s blood spattered, and the armor on his body began to shatter.

Lin Yixin + Shadow with the Wind + Ling Yue, such a fierce offensive is indeed not something that Qin Lei can resist. After all, Qin Lei’s strength can only be regarded as the middle level in the world of “Refining God’s Domain”. Except for a god-binding lock inherited from the Qin family’s royal bloodline, there is almost no advantage.

However, the fighting spirit of the titan still made one have to be convinced. Even though he suffered heavy losses one after another, Qin Lei still moved forward step by step, facing the spells that Ling Yue kept firing, and had no intention of retreating. However, the injury became more and more serious. , coupled with the sword qi that Lin Yixin and the shadow swept out from the distance, finally, the fierce general of the Qin family in Lan Yancheng knelt down on one knee, holding the sword in his hand, the blood was almost draining, so he just knelt on the ground. There is no life on the stone road in Wuzhen.

“Next, the wind continues!”

Lao Ding has pulled out his pistol and moved in the direction of Feng Jixing: “Feng Commander, although you are one of my favorite characters, I’m sorry!”

“Bang Bang Bang~~~”

Lao Ding’s shot was extremely ruthless, he just emptied the magazine before stopping.

But Feng Jixing just stood there, holding the sword in his right hand, and waving his left hand up and down. When Lao Ding was emptying the magazine, he raised his hand slightly, and the bullets fell from his palm with a rush. He thought about it. Looking at Lao Ding, he smiled and said: “Father, don’t you know how strong our wind, rain and thunder are? This modern weapon can’t break our strong flesh at all, not to mention I still have qi to protect the body… …”

Old Ding frowned.

“superior!”

Shadow with the wind and Lin Yixin have already split up.

Ling Yue’s spell fell from the sky, besides, just as “Commander Feng” was about to rise from the ground, he was struck by a silence from Qin Yun, like a deflated ball, he said helplessly: “Is it okay? ”

As he said that, he drew his sword directly and slashed at Lin Yixin and Shadow Suifeng with a normal attack. In the light of the sword, Feng Jixing was handsome and posing a constant threat to his opponents. He also had to say the personal strength of the commander of the forbidden army. It is indeed far better than Qin Lei, and even stronger than Chu Huaimian, but inferior to Lin Muyu in the air.

Thinking of this, Lao Ding couldn’t help but look up at the sky. In the sky, a figure was like a hob meat. He had already attacked Lin Muyu many times in a row. The figure and displacement have been avoided until now, otherwise, it would have been cut off by Lin Muyu long ago.

…

“Hurry up!”

Lao Ding looked solemn: “The sad and crisp breeze can’t hold it anymore!”

“understood!”

On the ground, Lin Yixin and Shadow Suifeng exerted almost all their strength, wisps of sword light and skills descended from the sky, causing Feng Jixing to burst into flesh, while Ling Yue controlled the field with AOE spells, and layers of frost fell, letting Feng Jixing go It was almost impossible to move an inch. As for Qin Yun, she was the most relaxed and the most important one today. She kept raising her staff and dropping group healing techniques into the crowd. Wounded without dying.

After about three minutes, Feng Jixing finally couldn’t hold it anymore, and his cultivation base couldn’t withstand the siege of the four masters. He was finally pierced by Lin Yixin’s heart, and fell heavily to the ground, and knelt on one knee on Chu Huaiming. On the edge, there is no breath.

…

At this moment, a golden sword light erupted in the air!

“Pong!”

In the light of the sword, a figure was split into the air, and then, when Lao Ding, Lin Yixin and others looked up, they saw a terrifying scene, only to see Sadness and Breeze all crippled and crippled with 300+ swords. He died, but he was about to be chopped into a twist, covered in blood, and just as he was chopped away with a sword, Lin Muyu poured the anger of Feng Jixing, Chu Huaiming, and Qin Lei’s death on him. Stepping out a few hundred meters, he grabbed Sadness Breeze’s neck with one hand, and with a twist of his palm, Sadness Breeze’s neck suddenly turned as much as 120 degrees.

“Crack…”

A mortal voice.

“Hmph, it’s really rubbish.”

Lin Muyu held the sad and crisp corpse and threw it directly at everyone: “Give it back to you!”

“Pong-”

The sad and crisp face was the first to land on the ground, the body softly rolled over a long distance, and the limbs were severely deformed.

“Breeze!”

Ling Yue gritted her teeth.

“Fuck!”

The shadow held the long sword in the wind and roared: “Lin Muyu, are you human? Killing my brother is like killing a dog. What do you think of yourself, and what do you think of him?”

Lin Muyu was covered in golden light, holding a long sword, and said lightly: “He is too annoying.”

“…”

Qin Yun looked at the corpse of the sad and crisp breeze, gritted her silver teeth, and did not move.

But at this moment, the “corpse” slowly squirmed for a while, and then came a dying voice: “Qin Yun, don’t just look at it, anyway, treat it…”

As he said that, he sat up abruptly, his face still turned backward, and said, “You may not believe me when I say it, but I’m not dead yet…”

He raised his hand to support his head, turned his face with a “click”, his face was pale, as if he had experienced a ghost gate, but his face was still cynical, and said with a smile: “Tsk tsk, activate your muscles, So refreshing!”

“…”

Everyone was stunned, even Qin Yun was stunned, and only a few seconds later gave the opponent the first large-scale single-body healing technique.

…

“Humph……”

In the air, Lin Muyu slowly raised his sword and flew towards the sky, looking down at Lao Ding, and said, “Now, is it my turn, Lin Muyu?”

“Yes.”

Old Ding frowned: “The last one is you.”

“Ah……”

Lin Muyu smiled: “My father hates me so much and wants me to die?”

“Not at all.”

Lao Ding shook his head: “My Ah Yu, his original name was Lin Zhi, when I wrote the realm of Refining God, my original intention was to write that you just spiritually traveled to a game world similar to another world, and finally woke up, so When playing League of Legends, I even changed the ID of ‘Lin Zhi woke up’, but unfortunately… Later, this idea changed, and many things changed, but you, Lin Muyu, are still a dream in my heart, wearing a white robe and giving orders The young and famous general of a million heroic divisions is the King of Qin who helped the great Xia Yu Jiangqing. When the human race faced the disaster of genocide, Lin Muyu stepped forward in desperation and defeated the demon army. He was the unparalleled hero of the broken cauldron. When the Three Kings ruled the world, Lin Muyu, who was kind to the world.”

In the air, Lin Muyu’s eyes were red: “Does father still remember these things?”

“A piece of creation, a piece of memory, I will never forget it for a lifetime.”

Lao Ding looked at Lin Muyu and said, “Ayu, your murderousness is gone, don’t you want to kill me?”

Lin Muyu looked pained: “Although I am a demon, I never really wanted to kill my father, otherwise… the first sword of escaping into the illusion will be given to my father, no matter how strong they are… they can stop my ninth layer. Star Art?”

Old Ding was sad.

“actually……”

Lin Muyu opened his palm, and strands of golden light rain came down, which immediately nourished the “corpses” of Feng Jixing, Chu Huaimian, and Qin Lei. The three famous generals also recovered a little vitality one by one. The posture of kneeling on the ground.

Lin Muyu smiled bitterly and said, “We just wanted to ask for an explanation. After so many years, did my father have a little compassion and regret that the four of us died, or life is better than death.”

“No regrets.”

Old Ding raised his head.

“Why?”

“The plot kills and has to die.”

“…”

Lin Muyu fell to the ground and stood side by side with Feng Jixing, Chu Huaimian, and Qin Lei. They clasped their fists at Lao Ding and said with a smile: “This reason is a bit far-fetched, but it is the reason that convinces me.”

Feng Jixing looked over and said, “Father, Feng Jixing is being polite. I hope that my father will be as determined as someone Feng in the future, and I will no longer hear gossip and be deceived by others!”

Chu Huaimian clasped his fists: “Father, may you have love all your life, and may your heart always return to wherever and whenever you want.”

Qin Lei clasped his fists: “Father, Qin Lei never blamed my father, and I hope my father will not blame my recklessness.”

Lin Muyu slowly clasped his fists, his eyes were slightly red, with nostalgia in his eyes, and said: “Father, please rest assured, from now on, my father will write and guard a page of paper and three inches of heart, and we should keep the chaotic times and never be in conflict with each other. burden!”

The shape of the four people slowly annihilated.

…

At this moment, when he listened to Lan Yan’s words, he actually burst into tears.