Chapter 1382

The audience was silent.

Everyone was startled by Lin Feng's sudden appearance, and now they were stunned.

What the hell is going on!?

"Bang!" the flame burst.

Manteng's eyes were shining and cold dew, and he didn't say a word.

He has experienced a lot of battles, big and small, and will not be moved by it. The light in his hand flashes gently. The huge double halberds appear in his hand with sparkling luster and even a trace of bloody smell. Strong body, with extreme explosive power, can defeat beilongshou. Manteng is not a fluke.

However, he did feel a palpitation at this time.

"Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you." Lin Feng's eyes showed his killing intention and gnashed his teeth.

"There's a way to kill. Since you have defeated beilongshou, I will also win you! You just fought today and were injured. If I win, you will be laughed at. Even if there is a spirit under the spring of beilongshou, you won't agree. And when you recover and reach the peak, there will be another war!"

"Time, I let you choose."

Lin Feng's eyes were deep, and his right hand suddenly extended to the front.

The flame in his hand turned into a fiery red spear, with sparkling light. The source power fluctuated sharply and was full of provocation.

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"Wow! ~" everyone was in an uproar.

"Is this boy crazy and dare to challenge toto Shou?"

"Yes, the old birthday star hanged himself to find a way out and hurried to reincarnation?"

"Stupid human beings have too many meaningless feelings. If they want to help Beilong keep revenge, they have to weigh their strength."

"Hahaha, whatever. Anyway, we'll have another good play to watch."

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There was a lot of discussion and ridicule.

Not to mention in Zhongcheng, in the whole Yanhuang city and even the Wu nationality, the Terran is known as the most "weak" race. He only knows intrigue and has senseless compassion and kindness. According to statistics, the victory rate of Terrans is close to the bottom in the battle fields and arenas in the middle city.

At the same level, the strength of human warriors is too weak.

Therefore, at present, Lin Feng dares to challenge wild rattan, which naturally provokes the ridicule of the strong.

But not necessarily.

In manto's eyes, there was no disdain and contempt at this time.

Only when you really face to face and have a real fight can you know the strength of your opponent. Although man Teng despised Lin Feng at first, he was preconceived. However, with his strength and experience, if he still can't see Lin Feng's strength, he will be defended by Dong Teng in vain.

Very strong!

Even if the human strength is not as good as beilongshou, it is not much worse.

"Interesting, very interesting." manteng showed his fierce light in his eyes and sneered at the corners of his mouth.

Patter! The huge double halberd pointed directly at Lin Feng, opposite to the flame spear, and did not escape at all. With a deep sense of killing, the sparkling eyes said in a burning voice, "I'll make you human. In a month, let you come here to bury the coward Ji Longfeng!"

Fight against each other!

Lin Feng stared at man Teng and didn't care about the provocation and contempt in his words.

There's no need for such a dispute.

"OK, I'll see you in a month!" Lin Feng's eyes were bright and said no more.

The flame in his hand suddenly went out, turned around, didn't look at manteng again, picked up the corpse of beilongshou, trembled slightly, and his heart was like a drop of blood. Clenching his teeth, he left the desperate arena step by step in full view of the public and gradually disappeared.

Leaving manteng and looking at Lin Feng's back, his fine eyes flickered.

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Big news!

The city of Yan Huang has never been so lively for a long time.

Whether Dongcheng, Nancheng, Xicheng or Beicheng, we are discussing the world-shaking battle between beilongshou and dongtengshou. The tip of the needle is the best against maimang. Although the super power of the two yanhuangcheng is at the high level of the holy King level, its combat effectiveness is no worse than that of the ordinary holy King level peak power.

This war, earth shaking.

Manteng's reputation is now loud and extreme. It seems to be at the top of the sixteen cities, with the attention of the eastern Yama.

On the contrary, the reputation of northern Yama has fallen a lot.

As for Lin Feng's challenge, it is more regarded as a joke. Who would believe that a weak human can compete with the high-level manteng of the holy King level just at the beginning of the holy King level? It's stupid. All the strong people laughed when they talked about it, but they forgot that Lin Feng had broken the semicircular shield of the desperate arena.

In their subconscious, humans are too weak.

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Xiongyuyuan.

"Is brother Lin okay?" Shi Zhixin worried.

"Yes, it's been three days and three nights." Jin Ji also frowned slightly and looked into the distance from time to time.

"Don't worry, he is much stronger than you think." the thousand love emperor whispered, his beautiful eyes flashing, looking at the lonely figure in the distance, he couldn't help sighing. She can understand Lin Feng's state of mind. If she were herself, she would also feel guilty and remorse.

I didn't kill Biren, but Biren died because of me.

This sentence clearly shows Lin Feng's state of mind at the moment.

Kneeling in front of Ji Longfeng's grave, Lin Feng closed his eyes and felt pain through his heart and lungs. He couldn't tell the pain in his heart. Although Beilong Shou said again and again that it had nothing to do with him, how could he have nothing to do with it and stay out of it!

"Alas! ~" Lin Feng sighed and opened his eyes.

Looking at the clear handwriting on the grave, I engraved it and stained it with blood.

"Elder, I owe you. I can't pay you back in my life."

"The only thing I can do is to avenge you, achieve all your unfinished wishes, and..."

"Bury you well."

"Sorry."

Whisper gently, with endless guilt.

Lin Feng knocked three heads, crossed two lines of clear tears in his eyes, clenched his fists and got up, with a long gun circling the Golden Dragon in his hand. The treasure of beilongshou was acquired by manteng. The only thing left is this golden dragon gun.

For martial artists, weapons are like the existence of "soul".

The gun is there, the man is there, the gun is dead, the man is dead!

Until his death, beilongshou died holding the Golden Dragon gun.

His wish, his obsession and everything he has are connected with this golden dragon gun. The weapon has spirit. Holding this golden dragon gun, I seem to feel the sound of crying, which drives the sadness of my heart, but encourages me to become stronger!

"Elder, I will take this gun and avenge you."

"If you have spirit, please give me strength!"

Pop! He clenched the handle of the gun fiercely, and Lin Feng's eyes were bright.

With a Shua stroke, a fierce cut was made in the wrist of his left hand, and the blood dripping out, fell on the tip of the Golden Dragon spear, and flowed down instantaneously. But it didn't flow to the ground, but to the gun body. The Golden Dragon long gun seemed to have magnetism, which completely attracted and solidified the blood.

"Wow! ~" Lin Feng's eyes twinkled with his heart.

It was the Golden Dragon hovering on the spear. At the moment, it seemed as if it had opened its longan and was bright.

The scales and armor all over flickered with emerald green light, and the golden eyes seemed to have aura again, circling up, and the clear sound of dragon singing seemed to ring through my ears. A blend from the heart, Lin Feng took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Soul to soul communication, heart to heart collision.

Weapons have spirit, and people also have spirit.

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Gun name 'Jilong'!

"Pterosaur, a kind of divine beast."

"It's a kind of dragon beast made of mixed blood. This gun is made of pterosaur."

"So it's called pterosaur."

Lin Feng's eyes are bright.

At the moment, a pterosaur hovered on his right hand, his eyes golden and roaring.

"Master beilongshou is also a hybrid. He has half of human blood."

"Similarly, pterosaurs are the same. Although they have the noble blood of dragons, they also have the low blood of winged birds. No wonder they fit so well."

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Lin Feng has a deep understanding at the moment.

It's a perfect fit, and there's nothing strange about it. I also have a feeling of blood symbiosis with this "pterosaur gun". I'm very familiar with it. But I don't know if it's really the northern dragon guarding in heaven, or if the pterosaur gun wants to avenge its owner, it can also match the "pterosaur gun" by returning its own blood.

None of this matters.

The important thing is that you know what to do right now.

Revenge!

If you don't take revenge, you're not a gentleman. People go one foot and I go one foot. Lord beilongshou treats himself like a relative. He owes him so much and is taken care of by him. He died so miserably. If he didn't avenge him, would he still be human!

Ziyao and Yueyin are not in a hurry at the moment.

"Man Teng, give me a month and you'll regret it." Lin Feng's eyes were burning, and the winged dragon gun in his hand flashed emerald green light, especially dazzling.

Perhaps, now their strength and not quite rattan.

But a month can change a lot.

Lin Feng holds the pterosaur gun tightly, and his eyes are bright.

"Chih!" the pterosaur spear suddenly stabbed out, with a terrible green awn, like a dragon roaring, and the whole space seemed to be disturbed. The amazing breath fluctuates, which undoubtedly reveals the power of Tianjie green treasure. Lin Feng's eyes are deep and dance at will.

However, at this time——

"Pa!" the pterosaur gun paused for a moment. Lin Fengmeng turned his head and his eyes were burning.

In the distance, a powerful breath is coming, straight into xiongyuyuan!

Who is it?

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Toto Prefecture.

"Did you find out the details of the human?" the fierce light in man Teng's eyes sparkled.

It seems reckless and ignorant, but it's just a surface. Can manto be one of the sixteen city guards? Is manto an ordinary person?

"Yes, master." the strong man of the local barbarians knelt down on one knee and arched his hands.

"Lin Feng, the leader of the southern region, is at the peak of holy level." another strong man of the Tu barbarian beside him respectfully handed over a piece of information.

"Saint level peak?" man Teng sneered and immediately took the information and looked it up. Page by page, turning very fast, manteng's eyebrows wrinkled coldly, his eyes showed cold light, and the "snap" was to crush the data.

"Shit, I want this information to be useless!" man Teng shouted angrily.

The two strong men of the Tu barbarians were so silent that they didn't even dare to say anything.

"Immediately, check it again!" ranted manto. "What I want is battle data, not his political achievements and past events. I don't care what he is the leader of the southern region. Go and mobilize all his battles for me. Find out what he is good at, what he is not good at, what his strengths and weaknesses are!"

"Yes, master." the two strong Tu barbarians retreated.

"Hum!" manteng snorted angrily, looking ferocious.

The fierce light in his eyes and the blue veins on his face were exposed.

Although he is very confident in this battle, he wants a 100% victory rate, just like defending the North dragon.

He, no accidents are allowed!

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