Thinking of what happened just now, Feng Chenglin felt very painful.

"This...this is a guy who can't even suppress Aurora and you...he can go to heaven!"

"What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid!" Ling Luoyu chuckled, "If it was just now and found out that he was a weapon spirit, I might still be nervous. I feel that facing such a weapon spirit, immortal, we can't deal with it. He, but now..."

Her hand was patted heavily on Feng Chenglin's shoulder, and the evil charm looked down.

"We have you now, what are we afraid of?"

Feng Cheng Lin San said: "... Third Young Master, are you trying to uphold me again?"

"How can this be to uphold you? I'm telling the truth, as the saying goes, one thing drops one thing, dead fat, you are the nemesis of this guy..."

After saying this, Feng Chenglin felt very useful.

Thinking about the match between myself and this tool spirit just now, it seemed... I really didn't suffer from it!

Right now, the confidence is even stronger! !

He smiled, raised the soul blade all over his height, and carried it on his shoulders, and cast a wink at the opposite spirit.

"I said, this brother, you have a very strong body. After cutting such a big mouth, you just can carry it off. It doesn't feel much..."

The soul blade flicked back and forth a few times in the void.

"You said, if I remove one of your arms and one leg, don't you feel anything?"

Thinking of something, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"If I give you this all at once, will you not be able to die? If you want to kill you, I guess, do you have to chop off your head?"

What he said here was full of joy and excitement like chicken blood.

The man opposite, still stood there blankly, unmoved at all.

This is like a battle between the two armies, one side is pulling the neck and the other side responds in silence.

Generally speaking, although the momentum is sufficient, it is always boring.

Therefore, Feng Chenglin yelled a few words, but after he didn't get a response, he felt a little faint instantly.

"Tell me, you guy... is it life or death, you give me a reaction, whether to fight or not, do you say something?!"

This sentence seemed to stimulate the spirit on the opposite side.

He suddenly spun around, jumping the sword in his hand soaring, with sharp sword energy.

Ling Luoyu said "Wow": "This is the legendary...forty-meter machete!"

Jian Feng carried sword energy, and with the power of opening up the world, beheaded Xiang Fengchenglin and Ling Luoyu.

Feng Chenglin laughed disdainfully: "Is there a problem with this guy's head, knowing that this won't kill me..."

Not to mention a forty-meter machete, even if it is 440-meter, to him, it is no different from air.

Anyway, there is no lethality.

At the moment when the soul blade and the sword energy were handed over, Ling Luoyu suddenly groaned and dodged instantly.

"The one he is going to kill is me!"

From beginning to end, Qi Ling's goal was clear-that was to kill her.

So, this time, on the surface, it was his life and death struggle with Feng Chenglin.

But in fact, I want to use such a blindfold method to openly repair the plank road and hide the warehouse.

Secretly kill Ling Luoyu.

It's a pity that Ling Luoyu's current cultivation base can't be hurt by two strokes!

Although she was attacked by Qi Ling's sword aura, to her, it was not worth mentioning.