1141: C1141 It Was a Fierce Battle!

C1141 It Was a Fierce Battle!

Rumble!

The twelve Realm Dragons were all mobilized. The Top Eight Divine Ancestors pointed at Lin Feng, telling him that he must not be allowed to escape this place alive. Otherwise, it would be a disaster for the entire Realm Dragon Clan and the Battle Spirit Clan. It was unavoidable.

Lin Feng was already in a berserk state and had lost his mind. The scene of Nebula Divine Ancestor dying for him would appear in his mind and would never disappear.

It would be Lin Feng's fate for the rest of his life, his curse for the rest of his life! And it would be a knot in his heart!

"Hahaha, come, who is afraid of who!"

Lin Feng was already in a state of madness and had even lost his rationality. Wasn't it just killing? At this point, killing one person would not cost him anything. Killing two people would earn him one.

With no more fear in his heart, Lin Feng's bloodthirsty nature returned once again. The Arts of Myriad Buddhas that the Twelve Buddha had passed down to him had already been completely suppressed by the Devil Qi, and the Buddha Pearl had also been completely suppressed by the Devil Qi.

Lin Feng's heart was filled with killing intent. There was no longer the slightest bit of kindness in his heart. He only wanted to kill and not let go of the butchery and become a Buddha.

"Where is the Sword of War God!"

Lin Feng roared and waved his left hand downwards. His aura surged violently, as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing.

A scene that shocked everyone appeared. The Sword of War God flew out of Nebula Divine Ancestor's body based on Lin Feng's words. It struggled free from the Space Ring and flew out of it.

The Sword of War God flew thousands of miles straight into Lin Feng's hand.

At this moment, the Sword of War God was Lin Feng, and Lin Feng was the Sword of War God. The man and the sword had perfectly fused together.

Top Eight Divine Ancestors were all shocked. The Sword of War God was the weapon of City Lord Jing Rui, but in just a day, it was perfectly used by Lin Feng, as if the Sword of War God was a weapon prepared for Lin Feng.

With the Sword of War God, Lin Feng's strength had increased by three realms and was close to the Divine Ancestor Stage. His own realm had unknowingly broken through a level and entered the sixth level of the Divine Monarch.

"Not good, Lin Feng has risen. Kill him."

Zhan Mei's expression suddenly changed. Looking at Lin Feng's current performance, how could this still be the performance of a sixth level of Divine Monarch? He was completely a Divine Ancestor.

Once Lin Feng increased his momentum, it would be difficult to fight. There must be no accidents in this battle. He must win!

"Jian Long, tear him apart!"

A Divine Ancestor from the Realm Dragon Clan roared angrily. He himself transformed into a lightning dragon and rushed towards Lin Feng with the twelve Realm Dragons following closely behind him.

Lin Feng held the Sword of War God in his hand, but he was still not afraid. So what if he was torn into pieces by the Realm Dragon?

"Hehe, Sword of War God, let's destroy the world with our swords!"

Lin Feng stroked the Sword of War God in his hand and muttered. The sword was trembling like an excited child. It had been a long time since it had been so excited to thirst for blood. In the hands of City Lord Jing Rui, it was just a weapon.

But the Sword of War God was not willing to be just a weapon and a sword for the rest of his life. It also wanted to taste the taste of bloodthirst.

And Lin Feng could bring this to it!

"So what if I use my flesh and blood to make a sword and bury the entire world?"

"Battle Spirit Clan, Realm Dragon Clan, let me kill to my heart's content, hahaha!"

Lin Feng had completely fallen into a state of madness. His eyes were bloodshot, and there was only killing intent in them. There was nothing else.

A sword struck out, and Lin Feng and the Sword of War God merged perfectly at this moment. It was no longer Lin Feng controlling a weapon, but Lin Feng himself who was attacking.

The sharp sword qi made Top Eight Divine Ancestors feel a huge pressure, and under this pressure, the disciples they brought with them were not so lucky. They were all instantly killed by the sword qi.

Such a scene made them very uneasy. These disciples had all been killed by Lin Feng's sword qi. If this continued, no one knew how many more people Lin Feng would kill.

"Zhan Man, you and I will pincer him from the front and back. Kill him!"

Zhan Mei no longer placed her hopes on the people of the World Dragon Clan. He and Zhan Man attacked first.

Zhan Man was in the front while he was in the back. As long as he could kill Lin Feng!

In Lin Feng's eyes, there was no longer any difference between anyone and anyone. As long as he could kill someone, he would be happy.

"Let's attack as well."

The six Divine Ancestors of the Realm Dragon Clan also made their moves. In an instant, all the Top Eight Divine Ancestors attacked. The extremely terrifying pressure covered Lin Feng's head. The pressure on Lin Feng suddenly doubled, and the Sword of War God was also buzzing. He could feel the terrifying aura.

A man and a sword, no matter how arrogant, were subdued by the pressure.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, and blood was already coming out of his mouth. He held the Sword of War God tightly with both hands, and the Devil Qi swept in all directions. However, in front of Top Eight Divine Ancestors, it was still like an egg hitting a stone. The momentum of an egg hitting a stone could not be maintained for long.

"How can you face this cruel battlefield alone, hubby? Didn't we agree to fight together? "

"Today, Qing'er will fight with you in this cruel world."

Suddenly, a cold aura surged into Lin Feng's mind, causing him to calm down. His calmness caused the Sword of War God's aura to plummet, and in the end, it fell into silence.

At this moment, because of the death of Nebula Divine Ancestor, Lin Feng had lost his mind and was caught by the Sword of War God to order Lin Feng around.

But in the end, he still couldn't succeed.

Meng Qing ignored the Icy Spirit's attempts to stop her and walked out of the Martial Soul World.

Meng Qing, who had come out of seclusion once again, already had the strength of a sixth level of Divine Monarch. She, whose entire body was emitting an ice-cold aura, was already the head of the Ice Spirit General of Icy Spirit.

Meng Qing waved her left hand and two ice flowers exploded. The twelve Realm Dragons and Top Eight Divine Ancestors were all blocked by the ice flowers, but of course, this wouldn't last long.

Taking advantage of this time, Meng Qing saved Lin Feng and then disappeared from the Martial Soul World.

All the auras had disappeared, and the aura related to Lin Feng no longer existed.

Top Eight Divine Ancestors broke through the ice flower and flew over, but there was no one in front of them anymore.

"Bastard, who saved him?"

Zhan Mei's expression was the first to change. She clenched her fists and her face was filled with malevolence. It was hard to imagine how Lin Feng managed to escape under the eyes of the Divine Ancestor Experts.

"There seemed to be the aura of time and space earlier?"

A Divine Ancestor of the Realm Dragon Race suddenly spoke up. As a member of the Dragon Race, he was more sensitive to the aura of space and time, but he was not sure if it was the aura of space and time.

"The aura of time and space? Does that mean that Lin Feng has escaped to another space?" Zhan Mei's face was extremely sinister. She could have killed Lin Feng, but now she couldn't.

"Damn it, once he runs away, I'm afraid our clans will be the ones to suffer in the future." Zhan Mei couldn't imagine what the Battle Spirit Clan would be like in the next hundred years when Lin Feng grew up and whether the Realm Dragon Clan would still exist or not.

"Jian Long, kill all the disciples of the Nebula Academy!"

Suddenly, the Divine Ancestor of the Realm Dragon Clan, who was the leader of the group, gave the order to kill all the disciples of the academy, leaving not a single one alive.

As soon as the ruthless aura was released, everyone was frightened.

The entire Nebula Academy fell into a state of mourning. Di Shang and the others could only kneel on the ground in front of Nebula Divine Ancestor. At this moment, they didn't even have the chance to bury master.

Death? Perhaps it wasn't scary. The scary thing was not being able to fulfill one's long-cherished wish.1

"Hehe, Martial Uncle, when you return in a hundred years, slaughter all the forces and clans present today, haha."

Di Shang was looking forward to that day!

"Stop, Ni Huang has ordered that if the Realm Dragon Clan dares to harm a single person of the Nebula Academy, they will suffer the pain of genocide!"

Suddenly, a delicate figure flew over from afar and quickly arrived above the Nebula Academy, Qianjin Caiyue!

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, the ground was filled with broken limbs, including the disciples of the Realm Dragon Clan and the disciples of the Battle Spirit Clan. Most of them were disciples of the Nebula Academy.

Qianjin Caiyue's face turned pale as if she had been struck by lightning. Ever since she found out that the two great clans were attacking the Nebula Academy, she had gone to see her mother to plead for mercy. Finally, Ni Huang agreed to Qianjin Caiyue's request. She took this order and went to the Nebula Academy with all her might.

But when she got here, it was too late.

"Right, Lin Feng, what about Lin Feng?"

Qianjin Caiyue looked at Top Eight Divine Ancestors with a cold expression.

When the Top Eight Divine Ancestors saw the seven-colored token in Qianjin Caiyue's hand, their faces all turned ugly. This was actually Ni Huang's token. Why would Ni Huang get involved in this matter?

"He escaped and was rescued."

Zhan Mei knew that since Qianjin Caiyue could come here with Ni Huang's order, it must be related to Lin Feng. How could he dare to anger Qianjin Caiyue at this time? He could only answer according to the truth.

Hearing this, Qianjin Caiyue took a deep breath and her face regained some color.

"Since that's the case, why aren't you getting lost?" Qianjin Caiyue's tone was extremely cold, and there was even a lot of killing intent. If it wasn't for the killing intent in her heart, she really wanted to wave her hand and summon all the Divine Ancestors sent by her mother to destroy this Top Eight Divine Ancestors.

Top Eight Divine Ancestors could also feel the aura of the Divine Ancestor around them, so they did not dare to argue with Qianjin Caiyue. Moreover, once Ni Huang's order was issued, it would be like gold and jade, and no one would dare to disobey it.

Top Eight Divine Ancestors led the twelve Realm Dragons and the remaining hundred Divine Emperor level disciples and left the Nebula Academy. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace.

Qianjin Caiyue looked at the fierce battle in front of her and found it hard to imagine that these people were all killed by Lin Feng, and that these people were also mixed with the disciples of the academy that Top Eight Divine Ancestors had killed.

Qianjin Caiyue floated in the air barefooted and finally arrived in front of Di Shang and the others. She also saw the fallen Nebula Divine Ancestor and her face was filled with sorrow.

"Someone, bury Nebula Divine Ancestor properly."

Qianjin Caiyue gave the order and summoned three women in red.

The three women in red carefully lifted the Nebula Divine Ancestor's corpse and went to the mountain behind the academy to find the best place to bury the Divine Ancestor.

"Di Shang, this token is for you. From now on, the Nebula Academy will be managed by the Drunken Immortal House. Whoever dares to cause trouble here will be dealt with by my Drunken Immortal House!"

"I would like to see who else dares to cause trouble for the Nebula Academy!"

Qianjin Caiyue's face was very ferocious at this moment. Very few people could see her angry side.

However, no amount of anger could change the outcome. She blamed herself even more for being a step too late. If she had been a step earlier, perhaps Lin Feng wouldn't have...

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