Chapter 413

In the twinkling of an eye, another day passed, and the murderous storm was still, and even more and more intense. Taking peach blossom forest manor as the center, no one dared to approach.

In the distance, the crowd of Tianyi college was still reluctant to leave. They were staring at the meaning of Xiao Sha, which swept the world. It was terrible. What kind of martial arts was their Dean Yanyu practicing in his whole life. The murderous spirit was so terrible that it seemed to kill all the people in the world.

Where would the crowd know that at the moment, their powerful Dean Yanyu was alive, pale as paper, as powerful as he was, and his breath was fluctuating at the moment.

For two days, Lin Feng couldn't wake up as soon as he was settled. He still sat there in his original posture with his eyes closed. However, the killing spirit that bloomed from him became more and more intense. It was very terrible.

"Lin Feng, if you don't wake up, I can't hold on."

Yanyu had a bitter smile in his mouth, and said in his heart, but his hands were still waving the strings, and the killing spirit penetrated from his fingers.

The sky gradually darkens, but the essence of the void in the murderous storm, but dotted with space, will light up this piece.

Many people began to go back to have a rest. It seems that the practice of the Dean can't stop today.

In the peach blossom forest, misty rain all his life, the breath fluctuates violently, the bitter smile in the mouth is more and more serious.

"Poof!"

"Keng"

two subtle sounds were heard in the night of Xiao Sha. In the night, there was a touch of red blood blooming. It was the blood from the mouth of misty rain. It was not that he did not insist, but he had reached the limit. The red blood vomited on the string and a string was broken.

This song of Xiao Sha of heaven and earth finally stopped. However, the spirit of Xiao Sha between heaven and earth still shook people's hearts and was extremely terrible.

The ups and downs of his chest gradually subsided. Misty rain looked at Lin Feng, who was closed in front of him, and shook his head. He didn't even wake up and didn't know when to wake up.

At this time, Lin Feng, with his eyes closed, has no distractions, and everything tends to be quiet. In his mind, a sword and a black sword are suspended there.

The sword handle, however, is different from the sword handle.

He never realized the sword of God of war, but every time he felt it, he would get a different harvest.

Especially at this time, the black sword seemed to feel the killing spirit in Lin Feng's heart, and it was full of endless Xiao Sha.

"Chih, Chih"

when Lin Feng's eyes opened, a real sword came out of his eyes, which contained endless killing intention.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the body of misty rain suddenly retreated, and the stone chair sitting down was directly turned into powder.

This retreat is tens of meters away. Misty rain's eyes show a sharp edge. The light of killing is so strong. It seems that Lin Feng's will to kill is all in the same sight. Suddenly, it blooms in the night, which is extremely terrifying.

Looking up, misty rain looked at Lin Feng all his life, and saw Lin Feng's body rising to the sky. The endless killing spirit could not hurt him.

What makes Yanyu even more shocked is that in front of Lin Feng's body, the sword spirit of killing and cutting is gathering wildly. There, a sword, Zhenyuan sword, appears, but the Zhenyuan sword is black.

"Black sword!"

Yanyu looks at this sword in his whole life. He has a strong intention of destroying and cutting.

"Whew, whew"

the strong wind burst out suddenly, and the eyes of misty rain once again stagnated. The intention of killing in the void was madly integrated into the black sword, which was swallowed up by the black sword.

"This is it?" Misty rain's eyes were full of mystery. How could it be like this? The black sword could swallow the sword spirit in the void, making its own sword more and more powerful.

Lin Feng's eyes are dark and cold, and his body is full of incomparable strong killing.

This is the sword in his mind, just like the flame of the nether world. As for the sword of God of war he used before, there is no essence of this sword.

The black sword moved slowly and suspended above Lin Feng's head. It was more desolate in the night.

Many of the people still around who did not leave felt shivering, as if there was a sword of terror fighting against them to tear their bodies off.

Looking up, the crowd found that in the sky above the manor, the essence of the sword was more and more like, and there, as if there was a sword, but it could not be seen.

It was too dark, and the sword was almost completely blended with the night.

The crowd can see, only a vague figure, it seems, is not the figure of misty rain, but the figure of Lin Feng.

"No, how can Lin Feng be there? It must be an illusion." The crowd shook their heads and expelled the ideas in their minds. Although Lin Feng was gifted and powerful, he could not have such a strong sense of killing the sword. This artistic conception is too terrible.Not only they didn't believe it, but even Yanyu didn't believe it in his whole life. The feeling was that Yanyu had already possessed a wisp of Kendo will in his whole life. Yan Yu didn't dare to imagine that level. Yan Yu had always wanted to step into that level. Only when he stepped into that level, could he really be regarded as a strong one and could be called as cultivating martial arts and martial arts.

"Lin Feng, come down." Misty rain all his life to see the destruction of the black sword slowly and move, cold drink a sound, the voice straight shudder Lin Feng heart.

Lin Feng shivered all over, and then his eyes recovered to sober up.

What's the matter? What's the matter with him? The whole man was immersed in the killing of the sword and forgot where he was. If it was not for the reminder of misty rain's life, he would have cut the sword.

His body trembled, the black sword disappeared into the invisible, and a killing spirit directly integrated into his body. Then, with a step, Lin Feng landed on the ground.

"Teacher."

Lin Feng yelled at the misty rain all his life. He was stunned to see that there was still a wisp of blood left in the corner of his mouth.

"Teacher, what's the matter with you?"

Lin Feng tone with doubt, here, it seems that no one will hurt Yanyu for life, of course, no one can hurt it.

Misty rain life a Leng, wry smile stare at Lin Feng one eye.

"Nothing." Slightly shook his head, misty rain did not say anything.

"Teacher, who made this?" Lin Feng obviously doesn't believe in Yanyu's life. A strong man like Yanyu's life can easily bleed and look pale, unless he is seriously injured. What's more, the breath of Yanyu's life at the moment seems to be unstable and strange.

Who can make him like this with the terrible strength of misty rain all his life?

Misty rain looked at Lin Feng all his life, but shook his head.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed a bit strange look, suddenly seemed to understand what kind.

"Teacher, is it me?"

Lin Feng tightly stares at the misty rain all his life. His practice is for a few days. No one else is here except him.

Looking at Lin Feng seems not to give up, misty rain all his life slightly nodded.

"Lin Feng, your understanding is very terrible. This insight training is more than two days. Even with my mind, I can't continue to play music. Otherwise, if I continue, maybe you can still understand."

The tone of Yanyu's life seems to be a bit of self blame. Lin Feng's perception is too hard to meet. Therefore, Lin Feng doesn't wake up and Yanyu plays all the time in his life. He hopes that Lin Feng can understand some moments in that state.

Hearing the words of Yanyu's life, Lin Feng's eyes are somewhat guilty and grateful, and take a deep breath.

It turned out that Yanyu was injured all his life, but it was for him.

He was not related to Yanyu in his life, but Yanyu helped him several times in his life. Now, he plays music even though he is injured, just to make him not wake up from his epiphany.

Yan Yu's kindness to him in his life, Lin Feng in mind.

"Thank you, teacher."

Lin Feng bowed to the misty rain all his life. He was a master and apprentice from his heart.

Although the world is merciless, there are still many sentimental and righteous people. Otherwise, it would be too boring to live. Lin Feng, who has feelings and righteousness, will cherish them.

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