2457: C2457 Thousands of Miles(part I)

C2457 Thousands of Miles(part I)

Lin Hao looked at the man in front of him coldly. His voice was cold and emotionless.1

"Other than Feng Men's Language, everyone else must die. I will not kill the people of Feng Family. This is my mercy. "

Feng Men Changhe was furious. He roared, "Lin Hao, you don't care about the friendship between your fellow disciples, you don't care about the reputation of your promise. You, you, you are insulting your own reputation!"

The Feng family's people were even more furious.

"Lin Hao! You are a traitor, you are not human!"

"He is wrong! He was definitely wrong! White-robed God of Death should be an indomitable hero, a man of his word. How could he be a man of his word?"

" Lin Hao, aren't you slapping yourself in the face by doing this? "

At this moment, Lin Hao looked like a man with thousands of fingers pointing at his face. However, Lin Hao could clearly see the fear that was leaking out of everyone's eyes. That was why they were so extreme. They were just afraid of death.

What bullshit nephew He? Putting aside whether Fengmen He recognized these people or not, Lin Hao did not intend to let the tiger return to the mountain.

No matter what, Xue Lengfeng's decision was made by all the higher-ups of Feng Family. Every single one of the Martial Spirits present here was guilty, and they were all sentenced to death!

Lin Hao coldly looked at all the people from Feng family who were scolding and scolding him. Looking at their jumping faces, Lin Hao suddenly felt that it was somewhat laughable.

Lin Hao sneered and shook his head. "Did you guys misunderstand something? When have I, White-robed God of Death, ever considered myself a hero? Bones, remember, other than Feng Men Language, leave no one alive! "

The people of Feng Sect wanted to struggle again, but a huge bone spur suddenly rose from the ground and pierced through the life of one of the Feng Men's Martial Spirits, causing blood to splash on the spot.

When a bloody storm was brewing, everyone realized that Lin Hao wasn't joking, he really didn't plan to spare his life!

Lin Hao's mind had already become as firm as a rock after millions of killings. Even rumors like swords could not hurt him at all.

And the desire for survival of these people in front of him could not make Lin Hao feel any more pity.

Who will pity them? Who will pity me? Who will forgive her?

Lin Hao slowly raised his head and looked at the crowd. He said word by word, "Today, no one will be left here!"

Swoosh!

Lin Hao's figure instantly disappeared from where he stood. A figure in white clothes shuttled back and forth between the crowd.

The Martial Spirit Expert that could summon the wind and summon the rain in kingdom, which could move the clouds with a flip of its hand, had now become an ant Insect. Every time Lin Hao swung his sword, his life would fall on the spot.

"Argh! Argh! Lin Hao! I curse you!"

" Ah! Whoever comes, who will stop this devil..."

"Lin Hao, I won't let you go even if I catch a ghost. Remember this! Ah!!"

"I hate you, I hate you!"

Wails from the battlefield soared into the sky. Blood instantly filled the sky above the Feng family clan. This area that was already close to the ruins once again fell into the scouring of blood and fire.

Including the Yuwen Family's Wu Ling, the Feng family's Wu Ling, and all the remaining people of the Yuwen Family, all of them had to die!

Between the heaven and earth, a bloody storm was pouring down. Countless human heads rolled down, gathering the resentment of countless dead spirits. This was a fatal disaster that no one could avoid.

Sorrow and sorrow filled the land. This family, which had stood in Imperial City for hundreds of years and had the longest history and the strongest strength, was facing a catastrophe today. It was the place where Lin Hao stepped into...

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