At the foot of the Purple Gold Mountain, the sound of horse hooves rolled endlessly, and a line of iron cavalry ran wildly on horseback, with a very fast speed and the ground was constantly trembling.

There were about thirty people in this group, most of whom were wearing bronze masks on their faces, covering their faces, but the occasionally shot gaze was extremely sharp and filled with iron blood.

Moreover, the iron cavalry that the group of people sat down was all red blood, and they were actually snow and moon war horses and red blood iron cavalry.

On the red-blooded war horse at the front, unlike the iron-blooded men on the other war horses, it was a woman with a graceful figure, wearing white clothes, and a light veil mask, but she was still holy.

But that temperament makes people feel as if they are as fairy as they are, giving people the feeling that they can only see from afar.

The woman in the lead is Mengqing, who is as beautiful as a fairy in white clothes.

The people following Meng Qing were all the Red Blood Legion, the people from the Tianjian Camp, and the Red Blood Heavenly Sword.

That day, Lin Feng chased after the battlefield for thousands of miles and left alone, and there was no news after that. After the war, the people of the Red Blood Heavenly Sword came out to search for it. A few days later, he finally got the news at Ziwei Villa by chance. Lin Feng stepped onto the Purple Mansion on Zijin Mountain.

So Mengqing and others ran thousands of miles away, but the journey did not stop for a moment.

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At the same time, on the top of Zifu Mountain, in front of the Forbidden Land Palace, Lin Feng moved his body again after forcing the ancestor of Zifu back, and did not stop for a moment. This time, he pulled Duan Xinye beside him and moved. With a step, he led Duan Xinye to Ziying.

"roar……"

Ziying let out anger, and Lin Feng actually regarded him as a soft persimmon. He was the lord of Zigong Mansion, but he seemed to have become a vulnerable weak person. Lin Feng held someone in the gap between fighting with the ancestor and attacked him, as if he could kill him Ziying in an instant, which made Ziying feel endless insults.

On weekdays, he has a noble status and possesses the strength of the peak of Lingwu. He dominates the world. No one is respectful to him within a radius of thousands of miles.

But today, Lin Feng, a young man, had a single sword, stepped onto his Zi Mansion and killed his Zi Mansion. He treated his Zi Ying as a waste and came to kill him in the gap.

The terrifying purple phantom soared into the sky again, purple lights filled the sky, purple shadows were wrapped around the body, and Crazy Ba's fist bombarded violently again.

"Sword of the Sunset!"

Lin Feng said indifferently, and the long sword in his hand drifted across the void. This sword was not dazzling, but it gave people a sense of loneliness and bleakness.

The hero is old and the hero is cut off.

No matter how energetic a genius or how dazzling a strong man is, there will be some old age and lonely people.

The sword of Chaoyang is full of vitality, endless vitality and surging vitality.

The sword of light, tyranny and powerful, is the brilliance of the scorching sun, which can shine on everything and destroy everything, but do everything.

The sword of the sunset, the sword of the dusk, one sword falls, as if any flashy life will end, no matter how dazzling you have ever been.

Ziying truly felt this feeling of twilight from the bottom of her heart. She used to dominate the world, but now she is being humiliated by Lin Feng. Isn’t this just following the situation he is in?

My heart trembled, and the shadows of the fist in the sky seemed to be much dimmed. With one sword, all the glitz and glitz were all exalted and ended.

When the Sword of Sunset fell, Ziying's body slowly fell down, and the hearts of the crowd also trembled fiercely.

Ziying, the lord of Zi Mansion, die with one sword!

"Strong!" The crowd felt a little numb. She died. Ziying was also killed by Lin Feng. Her temperament was strong.

"boom!"

The purple light became a spiral, wrapping around the body of the ancestor of the Purple Mansion and soaring into the sky.

Lin Feng forced him to retreat, and then in an instant, he killed Ziying with one sword. In front of him, the strong man in Xuanwu Realm, he killed Ziying, the lord of Ziying, the ancestor of Zigong.

This is not only a killing of his descendants, but also a naked humiliation of him. His ancestor of the Purple Mansion is useless.

"I want to tear you tens of millions of people."

His face was ferocious and cold. The body of the ancestor of the Purple Mansion stepped onto the corridor. As soon as he stepped, the entire corridor trembled violently, as if it might collapse at any time.

"Split up the body?" Lin Feng said indifferently, "You said you will never have a chance to kill him, but now, he is already a dead person."

"You will be buried with him."

The footsteps of the old ancestor of the Purple Mansion stepped a step again, and the trembling of the ground made Lin Feng's heart tremble. He became angry. The old ancestor of the Purple Mansion in the Xuanwu realm was completely angry.

"Then you have to try it out."

Lin Feng placed Duan Xinye behind him, stepped forward, and his fighting spirit soared into the sky.

Everyone in the space could clearly feel Lin Feng's fighting spirit. Even when facing the powerful existence of the Xuanwu Realm, they still did not retreat, without any fear, only the burning fighting spirit and full of passion.

This is the real martial arts practitioner. How can such a will not be strong? Lin Feng has the current strength, not just because of his talent, but also his extremely firm heart.

"good!"

The ancestor of the Purple Mansion felt Lin Feng's fighting spirit, shouted angrily, and stepped forward. The surging power rushed on his body, and the purple true energy power roared fiercely towards Lin Feng.

"Sword of Death."

Lin Feng swung his sword, and at the realm of unity of man and nature, he used the sword of death again. It was so powerful that it was much stronger than before. This sword merged with heaven and earth and contained the artistic conception of death.

"Boom!"

The purple true energy power collided with the sword, and the extremely powerful power came from the sword. Lin Feng only felt that his arm was carrying a mountain, heavy and depressing.

People in the Xuanwu realm condense true essence, true essence, and are formed by the gathering of endless heaven and earth essence. The power of true essence is many times stronger than the power emitted by heaven and earth essence.

When he was angry, the ancestor of the Zi Mansion used all his strength to use the power of his true energy. Although it was just a random blow, Lin Feng could not bear it. His arm holding the sword was injured and his body retreated.

"Overbial ability."

The ancestor of the Purple Mansion said coldly, and his footsteps stepped forward again, and the ground made a roar.

Another fierce and domineering punch was blown out at Lin Feng, and the purple true essence turned into a spiral, spitting out along his arm.

"boom!"

Another violent explosion sounded, Lin Feng groaned and pulled Duan Xinye back away. The angry ancestor of the Purple Palace was like a demon god.

"This is the difference between the Lingwu Realm and the Xuanwu Realm. Unlike the challenge of surpassing the level, there are essential changes between the Lingwu Realm and Xuanwu Realm."

Lin Feng thought to himself that fighting is to experience, experience the Xuanwu Realm, and also to test himself and stimulate his own strength.

Sooner or later he will enter the Xuanwu realm. The deeper he will experience it, the more helpful it will be for him to enter the Xuanwu realm in the future.

"Although I can't fight, I have to leave something behind."

Lin Feng's desire to fight was burning, and his eyes were fixed on the ancestor of the Purple Mansion.

"Don't look at me. Facing the Xuanwu Realm, you won't have any chance. Don't try to touch me at all, you can only wait for death."

The ancestor of the Purple Mansion said coldly, and the roaring purple true energy became more and more intense.

"Yeah?"

Lin Feng whispered, his body suddenly disappeared, and his shadow killed him, and his body turned into a shadow.

“Is it useful?”

The ancestor of the Purple Mansion sneered. The Xuanwu Realm's gaze and sensitivity were so strong. Although Lin Feng's martial arts were very powerful, Lin Feng's cultivation level was in the Lingwu Realm after all, and he could not exert all his power.

The purple light roared and killed everything, but at this moment, a sword directly stabbed the sword with a shadow attack on the purple light.

"Abandon the sword!"

The ancestor of the Purple Mansion sneered, his palm trembled violently, and the sword was immediately entangled by purple light, and stopped in front of his throat and could not move forward any more.

Lin Feng's figure appeared, stood in front of the ancestor of the Zi Mansion, and said coldly: "Who said that the Lingwu Realm cannot hurt the powerful people in the Xuanwu Realm?"

"Cross Shadow Kill!"

When the words were spoken out, Lin Feng turned into a sword, an extremely sharp sword that destroyed everything.

His hands passed by the void, and the cross light lit up brightly, fast, incredible, so fast that the crowd only saw a cross light and shadow condensed in the void, as if it had always existed there, but they understood that the cross light and shadow appeared instantly.

When Lin Feng finished speaking, the ancestor of the Purple Mansion felt danger. He also instantly let the purple true energy defend, behind his body, but it was still too late. The purple aura in his chest was instantly destroyed under the cross shadow kill. His clothes broke open, and there was a huge and clear cross in his chest, which was like the light in the void. It was very terrifying and could be seen with both flesh and blood.

It's a little bit, only a little bit. If he is weaker, this cross will break him open and kill him.
Chapter completed!