2032: C2032 Beheading Prince

C2032 Beheading Prince

The figures in the sky continuously flickered and fluttered, making them look extremely spectacular, while the exceptional figures who were locked in place by the chains did not make any big movements. They had broken through the remnants, all for the sake of breaking through the external world, to see if there was an opportunity to remove the chains on their bodies.

"That's Lin Feng. He's got the Saint Skull, and that Saint Skull has a terrifying sword intent. I wonder if it was passed down inside."

"Once every hundred years, many geniuses would step into these ruins, but very few of them had obtained any big harvest, and only a few of them were able to come across the Ancient Sacred Ancient Ruins. This time, the commotion was huge, and not only did Lin Feng obtain the Saint Skull, it was also said that he had obtained the crippled body of a ancestor of the Qin Dynasty, which was why these people were chasing after him, and wanted to obtain his saint's object."

"Let's go, the treasure of a saint, whoever sees it can fight for it, it shall belong to the expert."

Many figures joined the camp that was in pursuit of Lin Feng, and immediately, a group of geniuses began to gather at the horizon as they unceasingly chased after him. Lin Feng took the lead by himself, and while rolling and rushing, it was as if no one could see him, and neither did it slow nor slow, as if he deliberately avoided the people behind him. This battle was unavoidable as it was unavoidable.

At this time, Lin Feng landed on the peak of a mountain, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around, his gaze sweeping across the geniuses as he laughed arrogantly: "All of you have been chasing after me and yet you aren't fighting. What do you mean by that?"

Right now, the people from the Godsend Dynasty were also in the ruins. If they were to join hands and kill Lin Feng, the people from the imperial court would intervene, and if Lin Feng was willing to continue forward, they would just follow along. When they had the chance, they would kill him.

I, Lin Feng, request to fight here. Whoever can kill me, everything on me will be his, and of course, if you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to be killed. "Su Yun said in a low voice. Lin Feng's gaze swept across the crowd as he spoke with a heroic and heroic air: "Whoever comes to kill me first, if you have the strength, come and snatch this saint's object at will."

A fierce wind swept past Lin Feng's body, rolling up his clothes. His black hair fluttered about like a waterfall, and his eyes shone with a stunning brilliance.

If we kill him, we can steal the Holy Object, but if we are killed by him, who would dare to fight!

The geniuses gathered in front of him, and with a sweep of her eyes, she saw many talented people. His Royal Brother was one of them, and she knew clearly that the Prince Yan was extremely powerful, and did not easily reveal her strength, but there was also Wang Jian, who was more powerful than him, and Zhuo Qing, who was the king of the troops. Other than them, there were also many geniuses from the princes and princes, but Lin Feng was standing at the summit challenging the crowd.

Princess Piaoxue believed in Lin Feng's talent. She stepped onto the Holy Dao Platform and sat on the Holy Emperor's chair.

Numerous gazes that were as sharp as swords shot towards Lin Feng. In the air, strong gales flew past and expert descended, all of them belonging to seniors of the various dynasties. expert of Godsend Dynasty had also arrived.

"Lin Feng, this is what you said yourself. I'll punish you. A expert said coldly: "No one is allowed to interfere with Godsend Dynasty."

"If Godsend Dynasty doesn't interfere, then if I were to kill your people, then you shouldn't come out and embarrass yourself." Lin Feng's gaze swept across the empty space as he shouted out loud.

"How could he fight with the Imperial Weapon? It would be better to explain it clearly so that no one would suddenly kill him."

"Of course not, some of you have Imperial Weapon on you, how are you going to fight!" The expert from the Godsend Dynasty said on behalf of Lin Feng.

"Alright, we won't use Imperial Weapon. I want to see how you fight against the geniuses."

"You won't be able to eat the possessions of a saint. It won't be too late if you regret handing it over now."

"A battle is a battle, why are you blabbering so much?" Lin Feng said with contempt, and his cold snort came out again.

"Kill him, and take the Holy Object."

Lin Feng, I will take your life!" Only to see a silhouette stepping out. This person was clad in a long robe with the tail of a swallow, exuding a tyrannical aura and the aura of a king. His aura was extraordinary and he definitely wasn't an ordinary character.

Lin Feng's fighting strength had already proven before, even if he was still at the peak of the Middle Grade Emperor, defeating Ji Shang alone was enough proof of his tyrannical strength. Normal geniuses would not dare to come out and fight him to the death, that would be suicide.

"Mo Sang, the prince of Desert Dynasty."

"The dao that he is proficient in is also extremely powerful. One can carve across desert, the other can carve over mountains and rivers, and this is a unique path of the expert s. Some people call it the Way of a Thousand Autumn, which is derived from the will of a thousand Autumn."

Three thousand Dao. As long as you have sufficient comprehension, you will be able to comprehend any Dao. In fact, you will be able to create a Dao that has never been seen before.

"That's right. Some legendary characters have even created a river like this before. Isn't there still someone who has no fear of the power of any dao, and can carve tens of thousands of dao on his path?"

"This kind of person, is something that even the numerous Evil Genius s in front of us cannot compare to, and who knows how many genius can appear within this group. It's unrealistic, but one can even fantasize about stepping into the Holy King realm and surpassing three thousand great daos."

On the ground, there were a few people who admitted that they did not have the power to kill Lin Feng, and at this time, Mo Xie's robes were fluttering, they had already taken a step forward, a blank ancient painting on his back, but the light was extremely bright, as though it could transform into an endless amount of energy.

Mo Xie extended his finger out, and the light from the painting flickered, as he extended his hand and drew a line in the air, and in that moment, the river flowed and the sun rose, slashing towards Lin Feng, extremely beautiful.

Lin Feng's black hair flew in the air as holy spirits appeared in front of him one after another. Boundless Sword Intent suffused the air as if he was carrying dozens of Ancient Sword behind him.0

Chi …" "As his palm slashed past, the sword qi tore through the sky, the river was cut in half, the setting sun was split apart, and all attacks disappeared. However, the desert demonic dragon was revealed as it rushed towards Lin Feng, slashing down with a huge blade, causing a terrifying mountain to press down on him, wanting to suppress him.

What a wonderful way." His eyes gazed at the darkness of the desert, as the terrifying death energy surged into the other party's mind. Mo Lang did not show any sign of weakness, he snorted coldly, and his eyes seemed to have a thousand year old brush as he drew a line, as if a sword beam was slashing towards Lin Feng's soul.

"Kill!" Lin Feng's dao intent transformed into a sharp sword of endless slaughter, at the same time, a holy spirit shot out directly from his pupils, it was the light of the Nether World, at this moment, the Nether World was imprinted in the opponent's mind, causing Mo De's expression to tremble, his Nether World was high, and water was trickling down, his soul was demonizing, and was being controlled by others.

Lin Feng's sword shine shook the heaven and earth, all his attacks were destroyed, and at the same time, he unleashed many Holy Spirits.

"Today, you will definitely die." Lin Feng's voice resounded within Mo Sang's mind, causing his soul to tremble even more violently. This was the might of the Holy Spirit Curse.

"Chi!" Mo Xie slashed across the sky with a single stroke, wanting to cut off Lin Feng and him, and slashed out a sky river.

"You have nowhere to run." The Duke Ming Divine Spirit was imprinted into the other party's mind, and the Duke Wu Ming wrapped the other party's soul inside it, allowing all kinds of divine soul attacks to descend upon them without moving. At the same time, Lin Feng slashed open the Sky River, causing an ancient path to appear in the sky.

At this moment, Mo Jue clasped his hands together, crossing his ten fingers. In an instant, a dozen or so attacks madly flew through the air, as though they wanted to drown the entire world, while Mo De himself was also enveloped within them.

"What a powerful attack." When the crowd felt the pressure, their hearts trembled, and at the same time, Lin Feng's steps suddenly stopped, his hand forming a sword technique, and in the next moment, the Holy Spirit in front of him roared, and transformed into a gigantic sword that swallowed the heavens and the earth.

Lin Feng continued to advance forward, and with every step he took, a heavy pressure fell upon his opponent, along with the pressure of death, which caused his opponent to fall into a dream. This caused Mo De's expression to freeze, and he shut his eyes, as he roared furiously.

At almost the same time, Lin Feng slashed down, the monstrous greatsword annihilated everything, and one attack after another was split apart, causing the crowd to feel as if they were suffocating.

"That sword, you are dead!" Lin Feng's voice shook the other party's mind. When the Sword of Death stabbed out, a Demon King stepped out from his Spiritual Perception s and rushed into the other party's forehead, and at that moment, the other party's defense was like a broken dam, with his soul trembling violently, and at the same time, Lin Feng's gigantic sword slashed down once again, both sides killing each other.

Boom!" His opponent's divine will was protected by an expert, but the sword in his hand did not stop. He slashed down, and with a rumbling sound, Mo Sang's body was directly split in half!

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