1293: C1293 Cutting off an Arm!

C1293 Cutting off an Arm!

"What else do you want to say? What are you accusing me of? " Lin Feng glanced at Fake Cheng Shan mockingly. Fake Cheng Shan was furious at Fake Cheng Shan's baseless accusations. He was still angry, and he wanted to vent it out to avoid being said that he relied on luck.

Lin Feng himself never felt that luck was a humiliation. On the contrary, it was a part of strength. A person without luck was someone who even the heavens would not stand by your side. What was the use of such a person even if he had the strongest strength and ability? He was still a loser.

"I have nothing to say, but you are overestimating yourself if you want to kill me. Since you dared to come, how could you not have anything to rely on?" Fake Cheng Shan's face was filled with a playful smile. He had already decided that he would abandon his senior brothers at the critical moment. As long as he succeeded in leaving, everything would be worth it.

When Lin Feng saw the playful and playful expression on Fake Cheng Shan's face, the nervousness and fear from before had completely disappeared. He could guess that Fake Cheng Shan must have made a decision and relied on him this time. It was just that he had something to rely on, but Lin Feng didn't?

"Fake Cheng Shan, I don't know who your master is, but he must be an overlord of a region. Is he the one you rely on?" Lin Feng said indifferently, and then looked at Fake Cheng Shan. Hearing this, the latter's eyes slightly changed, but he still grinned and said, "That's right, you are my master. It's good that you can figure it out. Since you have figured it out, can you let us go?"

Fake Cheng Shan's face was red and he had a calm and collected attitude. He was waiting for Lin Feng to personally send them out.

However, Lin Feng only smiled and did not take Fake Cheng Shan's words to heart. Instead, he laughed sarcastically: "Do you think you're the only one who has something to rely on?"

"Hmm? Could it be that you also have something to rely on? Is it that woman?" After Fake Cheng Shan heard Lin Feng's sneer, his face immediately became solemn. He remembered the last time the two of them fought, he had summoned his master's clone, and Lin Feng had also summoned a woman in white. The Qi of Chill was very terrifying.

The woman was also an overlord, and when he got back, his master had warned him to be careful of her. She was not simple, but his master had told him that the woman was no threat to him, and that it would be no problem for him to kill her with all his strength.

That was the reason why Fake Cheng Shan dared to come here and kill Lin Feng. Lin Feng's trump card had already been completely figured out by his master, so how big of a wave could he cause?

A mocking smile appeared on Fake Cheng Shan's face again. He smiled casually, and the seriousness that had just appeared melted away.

Lin Feng was also laughing mockingly, laughing at Fake Cheng Shan's arrogance and arrogance. Perhaps Fake Cheng Shan was wrong. He was not the one who was arrogant, but he, Fake Cheng Shan.

"Senpai, someone wants to see you. Are you going to see him or not?" Lin Feng laughed mockingly and shouted into the distance, as if he was relying on something from a distance. And it was the truth. What followed Lin Feng's question was the sound of a bronze bell that seemed to come from a distance, which was shocking.

"Of course I want to meet him. I also want to catch up with his master. It has been tens of thousands of years."

As soon as the Earth Ancestor's laughter rang out, all living creatures within a thousand miles of the ancient tomb, regardless of whether they were demonic beasts or experts, were deeply shocked. Especially the demonic beasts, who immediately prostrated on the ground and trembled. They did not have the backbone of a demonic beast.

Fake Cheng Shan's heart sank bit by bit. There was a trace of panic in his shocked expression as he watched a black shadow fall from the sapphire blue sky. The black shadow grew bigger and bigger until he could clearly see the face of the Earth Ancestor. He was an old man with a face full of wrinkles. He wore simple clothes, but there was a vast sense of righteousness that came with the heaven from the inside. This feeling of fear slowly filled his heart.

Fake Cheng Shan's face turned pale bit by bit. He had seen the second expert with terrifying strength other than his master. The Earth Ancestor's strength was not weaker than his master's. As for whether he was strong or not, no one knew, but he dared to bet that this old man was definitely a terrifying figure. He was much stronger than the woman with the Qi of Chill.

He secretly regretted that he did not completely understand Lin Feng. He did not know that there was an even more terrifying person beside Lin Feng who had put him in a desperate situation. He had thought that with the help of his master's avatar and soul, he would be able to leave smoothly.

But the old man in front of him was waiting here as if he was waiting for his trump card, the appearance of his master. But now, even if he had the greatest ability, he would not be able to escape. The clone of his master was not his real body, and it was even more impossible for him to defeat this old man. There was also the woman from the Qi of Chill. She was also the overlord. Once Lin Feng found her, there would be no way for him to survive.

Having fallen into an absolute crisis, Fake Cheng Shan and the man in black looked at each other, their eyes filled with complicated emotions. Before, they could still openly threaten Lin Feng with those words, but now, they could only be looked down upon by Lin Feng and the others. This was reality, filled with variables, as well as a lot of bitterness and helplessness.

"Lin Feng, can you let me go if I tell you the secret you want to know the most?" Fake Cheng Shan gritted his teeth. He planned to gamble. There was no other way to leave. He could only use his final trump card, the knife that had been hanging in Lin Feng's heart, the stone.

After Lin Feng heard Fake Cheng Shan's words, although his expression did not change, his heart could not help but tremble. He could not help but feel pain again. He did not want to open this scar, but she was the truth. At this moment, Lin Feng was afraid that hearing this familiar name would make his heart ache even more.

If what Fake Cheng Shan said was true, then there really was a woman who betrayed him. Perhaps he shouldn't use the word betrayal arbitrarily, but he had to understand everything clearly. Why would a woman ally with Fake Cheng Shan to frame him? It was not because Fake Cheng Shan took the initiative to say it at this time.

He was determined to kill Fake Cheng Shan, so he would not let him go just because of this secret. Everyone knew how big of a threat Fake Cheng Shan posed. Last time, he accidentally let Fake Cheng Shan escape, which was why what happened today happened. If it wasn't for him going crazy again in this desperate situation, he might have already died.

How could Fake Cheng Shan, who could bite you to death if you gave him a little space to survive?

Therefore, Lin Feng firmly shook his head and shouted with an extremely cold tone, "Stop dreaming. You must die. What I want to know, I will find out one day. You don't have to worry about it."

"Hehe, Lin Feng, do you really think I'm afraid of you? Do you really want to exchange this secret for my life? You underestimate me. Since that's what you think, I'll show you my strength."

Fake Cheng Shan was furious to the extreme. He could not forgive Lin Feng for looking down on him so naturally, and even more so, he could not bear the feeling of being recklessly humiliated by Lin Feng. He had figured it out. This time, even if he died, he would die in a proper manner and not admit defeat in advance.

Didn't Lin Feng also forcefully fight for an opportunity before he died? Otherwise, how could he escape from the encirclement of so many of his own people? Thus, nothing was absolute.

"Senior Brother, attack!"

All of a sudden, Fake Cheng Shan let out an explosive roar. Outside the ancient tomb that was still silent a moment ago, killing intent immediately filled the air. Fake Cheng Shan took the lead and rushed towards Lin Feng. Only by severely injuring Lin Feng would he have the chance to leave. Right now, Lin Feng's strength was definitely not as strong as the one in the ancient tomb.1

He did not believe that Lin Feng, after a bout of madness, would still have his strength intact. As long as he could find a crack, it would be fatal.

Lin Feng's face slightly darkened, and killing intent and arrogance flashed in the depths of his eyes. Since the other party wanted to fight with him at the first possible moment, he could not let him down.

"Domineering Boxing!" With a step forward, Lin Feng swept out like a wild dragon. The light of his fist pierced through the void and headed straight for Fake Cheng Shan's face. Fake Cheng Shan roared angrily as his palms forcefully slapped Lin Feng's fist. Boom! Boom! Suddenly, a terrifying energy erupted. A powerful shockwave rippled out, and the surrounding ancient trees and trees were all broken.

Lin Feng did not stop at all as he chased after him. Fake Cheng Shan was secretly shocked. Lin Feng actually had such terrifying strength. He did not have much of a chance to win. On the contrary, it would be very dangerous.

"No, looks like I can't care about senior brother. I can only leave by myself." Fake Cheng Shan glanced at the man in black who was surrounded by the Eighth Girl and the other two Holy-Grade Divine Ancestors. With a complicated expression, he retracted his gaze. Thinking about the life-saving charm that his master had given him, he took it out and crushed it without any hesitation. This was also his final trump card, other than summoning his master's clone.

"You still want to leave?" Lin Feng had expected that Fake Cheng Shan still had a trump card to escape. With a furious roar, the shocking roar shook the surrounding thousands of miles, and the demonic beasts in the forest once again prostrated on the ground.

"Lin Feng, you have a long road ahead of you. Just you wait for this farewell. Sooner or later, I will make you die without a burial!" Fake Cheng Shan grinned hideously. Other than his face being twisted, there was also a strong sense of hatred. He was not willing to be defeated just like that. The original plan to kill Lin Feng was wasted just like that.

But there was no other way. If he didn't leave, he would die. He could still tell which was more important after being completely killed by Lin Feng. As for the senior brothers who came with him, they could only say that they were sorry.

Crushing the talisman, a purple mist wrapped around Fake Cheng Shan, and a super powerful aura of time and space spread out. At this moment, Lin Feng also rushed into the mist and casually pulled out the Sword of War God. A drop of blood flowed into the sword, and immediately, the Sword of War God was like a bloodthirsty demonic beast that was alive. After the sword let out a crazy roar, it broke free from Lin Feng's arm and rushed into the purple mist. One could only hear a scream and blood splashing out.

Ahhh!!

Miserable screams filled the entire mountain, but Fake Cheng Shan's figure disappeared once again, leaving only a bloody arm, five twitching fingers, and a pool of blood on the ground.

The Sword of War God rushed out and automatically returned to its sheath. Then, it returned to Lin Feng's hand. Holding the Sword of War God, Lin Feng frowned. How could this be? The Sword of War God could not be wrong. It was clearly aimed at his waist, so how could it cut his arm?

Then there was only one possibility. At the critical moment, Fake Cheng Shan had used his arm to exchange for his life. Being disabled was far better than losing his life.

As Lin Feng thought about this, a chill ran down his spine. Fake Cheng Shan had run away again. This time, he didn't know how long it would take for them to meet again. He would definitely do something behind his back to frame him, just like how Di Shu had hated him before.

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