Chapter 1240

Over!

The flaming rosefinch clanked and crowed over the golden light.

Although he was swallowed up by a lot of soul power, he stubbornly broke through the obstruction of the golden fish and roared straight to the king. The powerful burst out in an instant fell directly into Juwang's mind and opened his eyes in horror. Juwang was completely stunned at this moment.

Peng! The hysterical cry burst in an instant.

That terrible sound is enough to make people have nightmares at night, just like the cry of a fierce ghost, falling into hell.

Lin Feng, the strongest attack!

Hit hard and blow it down!

The seven holes bled, and the giant king looked like crazy. The whole person was suddenly confused. The gray breath and black flame seemed to be in a fight. The star seal on his forehead was bright and dark, and the whole person became strange and extreme. His body trembled violently, and Juwang seemed to have suffered a fatal wound.

This moment——

"Chi!" the ferocious fire awned, driving the roar of Amethyst gun.

Lin Feng appeared like a sword, and his pale face was enough to prove that the battle was a perfect match. The Amethyst gun protruded, the dazzling light rose like a fire dragon, the devouring fire coagulated again in an instant, the Star source force rotated like a hurricane, and the reborn fire shone again.

Facing the great king who has lost his combat effectiveness, Lin Feng is like a god of thunder at the moment.

The next blow is enough to kill Juwang!

…

"Win!"

"Lin Feng, turn defeat into victory."

"How strong!"

The saints around were stunned and looked at the sudden change of the situation.

It was Mars that hit the earth before. The intense and extreme collision made people excited. However, Lin Feng was completely suppressed by Juwang until... The emergence of Lin Feng's unique skill at the bottom of the box turned the situation around at one time, and now it is a heavy blow to Juwang.

Victory is at hand!

Emperor Shun was completely stunned at the moment, but he didn't expect Lin Feng to turn defeat into victory.

The heart was very happy, including King Yan and King Lu, tightly pursed their lips, nervously looked at the battle picture, and looked at the last song.

But suddenly, just like nature makes people——

"Pa!" the flame went out inexplicably.

The people stared, completely unaware of what had happened.

Lin Feng's powerful breath and violent flame power dissipated in an instant. In fact, Lin Feng himself was stunned. The venue was quiet, leaving only the hysterical low roar of Juwang and the heavy gasp.

…

It went out.

If you quarrel with fire, you can't gather again.

It's not the lack of astral power, nor the fire of swallowing, but——

The power of the soul is out of control.

Fighting fire requires the powerful domination of soul power!

But at present, Lin Feng has only the last touch of soul power. It is as weak as a wick. Even maintaining the sober state of the body is barely the extreme, and the power is only supported by the will. The body in the gallop slowed down instantly, and Lin Feng was stunned. He didn't expect such a result.

Only the last blow was left, but the fire went out.

Many things can not be made up by will.

"Roar! ~" at this moment, Juwang's consciousness seemed to recover a little, and the fluctuation of breath immediately woke Lin Feng up.

All the negative emotions dissipated in an instant, and the hand holding the Amethyst gun felt a sense of familiarity. The heart is tired and the body is completely relaxed. In fact, the whole person has no strength and floats in this space like broken pieces.

Strength, only the last trace left.

However, the feeling of the whole person is so wonderful.

Really reached the limit!

Very few, very rare limits of force.

Exhausted the fire of swallowing, even the Star source power is only a little weak, the body is on the verge of collapse, and the soul... Is the most seriously damaged.

He was forced out of his strongest strength by Juwang. Is it possible to defeat him now?

"Pa!" Lin Feng closed his eyes.

At this moment, when you reach the limit, your heart is very calm.

The Amethyst gun in my hand is just gently held, but I feel so fit. In this fierce battle, I never had a feeling of peace of mind. At this last moment, I appeared inconceivably. In the face of the out of control of power, there was no more flame explosion, only the existence of "gun".

It is also the only existence that can 'rely on'.

Heart, entered.

It seems to be integrated with the Amethyst gun.

This feeling is very familiar. Just seven days ago, not long ago, I just realized it. Now, at the moment of this limit, there is no power to rely on. For the second time, in fact, for the first time, I found that feeling.

One shot per person.

The feeling of standing high between heaven and earth.

"Pa!" the right head inched, and the Star source force floated.

Lin Feng holds the Amethyst gun, deeply sensing the texture of "gun in hand" and returning to the original simplicity.

You don't need to deliberately manipulate it, let alone any complicated skills, communicate with your heart, and feel it with your own body and instinct. At this moment, the whole heaven and earth was only left with themselves and guns, connecting the whole heaven and earth.

"Roar!!" Juwang regained his reason and showed his fierce eyes.

The breath was weak, but it didn't prevent him from discovering the existence of Lin Feng, so close at hand.

Seven holes bled. The whole person was as ferocious and twisted as a devil, but the gray energy dominated Juwang. He launched an attack again. His fist was roaring and took Lin Feng's life! At this moment, it seemed that nothing could stop the blow.

The last winner is him!

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"It's over."

"Lin Feng is going to lose."

"I didn't expect to lose like this..."

The hearts of the saints around him were sinking, and he felt that he was only one step away from victory.

However, Lin Feng didn't cross over, and at the moment, the last blow of Juwang, like a hungry tiger, was enough to blow Lin Feng to pieces. The faces of King Yan and King Lu were white. Emperor Shun frowned and wanted to save Lin Feng, but he couldn't take that step, not because he was inferior to them, but because his position couldn't intervene in the battle.

"Don't die, Lin Feng!" Emperor Shun's eyes were bright and ready.

At present, Lin Feng has not conceded defeat or been seriously injured. He can't enter the challenge platform, but once Juwang wins the war, he will try his best to save Lin Feng. In the heart of Emperor Shun, Lin Feng is already the master of the southern region and the future emperor.

Lin Feng's performance has already convinced him.

At the moment, everyone felt sorry for Lin Feng. The battle was too fierce.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

However

Just then, the forest wind moved.

It's very light and extremely soft, like a white cloud floating in the sky, so soft and powerless.

However, there is a feeling of gun intention that makes people sigh for surprise.

"What is this?" Emperor Shun opened his eyes.

"What an amazing gun idea." Yan Wang felt incredible.

All the saints immediately opened their eyes.

Lin Feng, attack again!

In the face of King Ju's extremely fierce counter attack, Lin Feng did not wait to die.

But the same shot.

"Wow! ~" the feeling of the gun seemed to have no shape.

The feeling of meaning moves with the moving gun, and the picture in front of me changes sharply. The control of the whole space changes in an instant.

In the air, many fragments of white fog dispersed and gradually gathered into a cloud. It's like the gathering of this white fog, such as the birth of clouds. All the surrounding breath converges on this point. Strength, strength and breath turn into a clean shot and turn into the light and quiet appearance of white clouds.

Not fast, not even powerful.

But such a shot seems to pierce the space level.

One shot is one shot, straightforward, like clouds and fog, Breaking Dawn!

"Chih!" the crisp voice, however, drove the power of dragon and tiger roaring, and the power of a gun pierced the king's defense like a bow and arrow. Juwang's eyes widened in horror. He couldn't believe it and looked at his chest. The purple light condenses impressively and pierces his star armor through a big hole directly through his chest!

The collection of Star source force is like a burst of instant time.

"Peng!" the power of Xingyuan burst, and with the strength of the gun, a trace of blood bloomed, dancing in the void, drawing the end of this tragic battle. All the saints looked at this scene and were stunned. They couldn't say a word. No one thought that it was not Lin Feng who lost in the end, but Lin Feng——

Juwang!

An unexpected but not unexpected ending.

In fact, Lin Feng was able to end the battle directly just now, but he failed. Just when everyone lost hope and thought that Lin Feng would be difficult to reverse in the end, the power of this gun fell on Juwang like a punishment from heaven.

A very calm shot.

But it was another extremely powerful shot.

"Boom! ~" Juwang fell heavily to the ground, and the flesh and blood had already been blown up in his chest. He opened his eyes and died in peace.

He is unwilling!

But it is so cruel to become a king and defeat an enemy.

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"This is..." Shun stared, surprised.

Others may not know, but he recognized the gun and had a deep memory.

Looking at the king of Lu, at this time, the king of Lu also looked silly, as if he felt Shun's eyes. The king of Lu turned around, their eyes crossed, flashing the feeling of extreme horror, and only felt a burst of sweat standing upright. When they were young, they saw Emperor Yao compete with another Lord.

That time, the Holy Lord defeated Emperor Yao with this shot!

And his name is——

"Cloud gun Lord..." King Lu murmured.

"Gun moves, clouds rise." Shun said to himself stupidly, completely confused.

At this moment, there was a roar of thunder around!

Witnessed the world shaking War I and the strength of Lin Feng. All saints have long been convinced of Lin Feng and worshipped the extreme. Martial artists will only worship the existence that is much stronger than them, looking up from above and out of reach.

"Lin Feng!"

"Forest wind!!"

"Champion Lin Feng!!"

……

The crowd raised their arms and drank wildly, and their excitement was beyond words.

Looking at the standing young man in black on the stage, no one will question his identity, his age and his qualifications. He has great strength, has the domineering spirit of ignoring everything, and has the soul of a real warrior!

He was the final winner of the battle for hegemony over the throne and also succeeded Emperor Shun——

Lord of the south!

Lin Feng.

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