Chapter 860

"Stop!"

When Lin Feng Yukong is about to step through the gate, a figure rises in the air and intercepts Lin Feng's body.

"The imperial city is an important place. You are not allowed to fly into it." This man is wearing a red blood armor, and his cultivation is the double realm of Xuanwu realm. He should be the one who joined the red blood cavalry later. Otherwise, he would not have known Lin Feng.

At the moment, Qi Yun is nervous. Although he is as young as he is, standing in the void at will gives people an unfathomable feeling. It seems that he is not riding in the sky with Zhenyuan power, but floating in the air. He can feel that the young man with deep vision in front of him is so powerful that he may be able to kill him with one hand.

But as a member of the red blood cavalry, he swore to protect the glory of the red blood cavalry with blood on the day when he joined the red blood cavalry. Yangzhou city is now the imperial city of the snow moon state and the former hometown of the king Lin Feng. No one is allowed to step into the sky and no one is allowed.

Lin Feng of course will not blame each other, heart has a trace of smile, but on the surface is a calm face, said: "you are not my opponent, I can kill you as soon as I put my hand, or get out of the way."

When he spoke, Lin Feng held up his hand, and a terrible force of Zhenyuan rolled on his palm, which made Qi Yun feel suffocated.

As expected, as he guessed, this man is so strong, I'm afraid his strength is much more terrible than that of the commander.

"Yangzhou city is the hometown of king Lin Feng. No one can step across it from the air. If you want to go in, step on my body." His eyes are tough beyond the armor, and his voice is full of faith. Lin Feng is his belief and the belief of Yangzhou city. As a Yangzhou city man, he grew up listening to Lin Feng's deeds. Even though his age may be similar to that of king Lin Feng, Lin Feng has become famous too early. He has been famous in Yangzhou city since he was 16 years old.

"King Lin Feng!"

Eyes slightly coagulate, Lin Feng heart dark sigh, did not expect that his parents even set up their own this do not know the life and death of the king.

"A man who falls into the devil's way, leaves everything behind, and even does not know the life and death of a man, is he qualified to be called a king Lin Feng murmured.

However, his casual words let Qi Yun express a strong sense of coldness. He even insulted his faith and the king of snow moon.

"Because of your words, even if you are very strong, I will fight you." Qi Yun coldly spits out a sound, a step, a long gun stabbed out, this gun is domineering and fierce, the force of Zhenyuan is twisting the space.

Lin Feng smile, then put out his hand, the gun in the hands.

Qi Yun's fierce struggle, but found the spear motionless, let him use all his strength, also can't shake the long gun.

A look of horror flashed in his eyes. Qi Yun's eyes beyond the armor were staring at Lin Feng. His strength was terrible.

Lin Feng's palm trembled slightly, and a terrible force trembled at Qiyun's tiger's mouth. He took off the long gun in his hand. In a flash, he was caught by the other party, which made his face look ugly.

Shame, a member of his magnificent red blood cavalry, was so humiliated.

"You see, this shot, it should have been shot like this." Lin Feng's eyes showed a smile, and then the long gun trembled and assassinated Qiyun.

At the point of the gun, it seemed that there was a terrible streamer. This was speed. It was as fast as lightning, like an illusion.

"Hum!" A buzz came out, and the tip of the gun quickly turned into a tyrant, as if it contained a terrible trend of heaven and earth. Before the gun arrived, he felt something called suffocation, as if he was already a dead man. In front of this gun, he had no way to live, so Qi Yun's eyes were closed.

Then all of a sudden, the terrible situation disappeared. Qi Yun opened his eyes and saw the tip of the gun stopped in front of him. It was as stable as Mount Tai, even without shaking.

"Click!"

Qiyun was soaked with sweat. This shot was beyond his imagination. He had never seen such a terrible shooting technique.

"See clearly?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

Qi Yun nodded and shook his head again. Of course, he could see the gun clearly, but he couldn't see through.

"What kind of shooting is this?" Qi Yun asked Lin Feng.

"There's no shooting. I don't know anything about guns." Lin Feng shakes his head.

"You don't know guns?" Qi Yun stares at Lin Feng and can't believe it.

"Shooting skills are fixed, just give you the method. If you can't understand his essence, you can't give full play to the power of martial arts. If you realize that, you can send out an ordinary martial arts skill with terrible power. Even without any martial arts skills, you can do whatever you like. You can take advantage of the general situation of heaven and earth, shoot out one shot, and the world will be shocked."

Lin Feng said faintly. Qi Yun seemed to be lost in meditation and still vaguely understood. In his present state, of course, he could not understand the mystery of Lin Feng's words. But Lin Feng believed that the gun and his words just now could guide him in a direction. At least in a short time, his shooting skills would become stronger."Qi Yun." At this time, several people are in the air, standing with Qi Yun, looking at Lin Feng badly.

Qi Yun wakes up from a trance and looks at Lin Feng and says, "wait a minute, what is your intention, why do you instruct me to shoot, and you even insult king Lin Feng."

Another few people heard Qi Yun's eyes stagnant, all staring at Lin Feng, eyes full of cold, this person, even slander Lin Feng king.

Lin Feng, now the king of snow moon, may not have high prestige among the people, but among the snow moon army under the command of the red blood army, he absolutely has the supreme monarchy. He is the belief and God of the red blood army.

The countless ties between Lin Feng and the red blood army have evolved into numerous legends, which are spread in the snow moon country.

"Persistent guy." Lin Feng smiles and shakes his head. There are some similarities between him and his former self.

"What's going on?" At this time, there was a voice in the distance. The people in red blood armor all turned to look at the visitors and said, "commander, someone insulted king Lin Feng."

"Boom When the man heard this, he roared all over his body, and even had a killing intention.

Several people in front of him let him see clearly the face of the person who insulted king Lin Feng. His face was still so handsome, but his face was engraved with traces of many years, his eyes were more profound, and his whole body breath was more natural and unfathomable. Moreover, there seemed to be a few strands of silver hair on the temples.

The commander's body trembled, and scenes of the past flooded into his mind again. Once upon a time, Lin Feng took the red blood army to burn and kill hundreds of thousands of troops of the state of moyue in duan'an city. Once upon a time, Lin Feng led them to rescue General Liu under the red blood iron riding platform in the imperial city.

Once upon a time, Lin Feng was enraged by the death of General Liu. He killed several armies in a river of blood. When he returned to the Imperial City, his relatives were killed and injured, and he himself degenerated into a demon.

Scenes once echoed in my mind. The real generals in the past are no longer there. Only general Lei finally lived by drinking, and he became the commander from an ordinary sergeant.

Years like a song, vicissitudes of life, everything has changed. Fortunately, the heaven favors Lin Feng, a generation of Tianjiao in XueYue country, he has come back, alive back.

Qi Yun and others looked at their commander for a while. Their commander saw the young man in front of him. He was full of tears and cried bitterly. He was an iron soldier and a meticulous and serious commander. At the moment, he was crying like a child, which made them feel confused.

They have not experienced the years of bones and bones, the bloody battlefield, and the end of blood donation that will dye the sunset red. How can they understand the tears of the commander at the moment? They bear too many memories in their heads.

Zhenyuan strength holding the body, kneeling on the ground, tears still, the old commander to the voice hoarse called: "general!"

General!

The general, the general of the month of snow, the general of this person, is the commander of the Snow King!

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