Obtain the gluttonous bloodline from the beginning of the fight

Chapter 285 Blood Knife Saint

On the vast gray-brown land, the faint energy mist flutters slowly with the breeze. The hazy world gives people an extraordinarily mysterious feeling. In this lonely world, it seems that even the concept of time has been lost. .

"To the northwest, there are traces of four energy bodies, three of which are around the eight-star Dou Zun's strength, and one of which is at the nine-star level."

Behind a boulder, Ling Feng looked to the northwest, and instantly sensed the biological information of the location.

But soon, Ling Feng withdrew his gaze and shook his head, "Forget it, searching like this is too slow. It's better to find a soul body and let him guide me."

Thinking like this, Ling Feng continued to walk forward. Suddenly, Ling Feng felt a faint pressure.

As far as the line of sight is concerned, it is covered by a mist of energy. The mist of energy is not thick, and a gust of wind blows in, causing the mist to gradually dissipate.

As the energy mist dissipated, a huge boulder mountain with a height of one hundred feet appeared in Ling Feng's sight.

When the huge stone mountain peak appeared, Ling Feng's eyes were fixed on the top of the mountain peak.

There, there was a huge stone seat, and on the stone seat, a figure sat proudly, with a dark red ghost-head sword placed in front of him.

A strong smell of blood diffused from the sword, like a mist, lingering around the mountain peak, causing the surrounding green plants to wither and lose their vitality.

"This breath. Half-Saint?"

Feeling the domineering aura permeating the body of that figure, Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows slightly, finally meeting a decent one.
Along the way, most of the people Ling Feng encountered were below Dou Sheng. Now, he finally met a saint.

Although it's only half-holy, it should be quite a boos in this region, and it should be no problem to be a navigator.

"Intruder, die!"

On the mountain peak, that figure looked down at Ling Feng condescendingly, and the faint voice resounded like muffled thunder in this area.

At the same time, the half-saint also stood up suddenly, and the smell of blood suddenly became stronger.

However, from Ling Feng's point of view, his coercion was like pushing a big truck on the road, without pressure at all.

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the semi-saint with a chuckle, and said, "A semi-saint dares to block my way, is it because Liang Jingru gave you the courage?"

"???"

The figure holding the ghost-headed sword couldn't understand Ling Feng's peculiar vocabulary at all, but he could hear the contempt for him in the latter's words.

"boom!"

That figure stepped on Shifeng with the sole of its foot, and the terrifying energy burst out.Under Ling Feng's watchful eyes, huge cracks, one after another, spread down from the top of the mountain like snakes, and in a blink of an eye, the rocky mountain became precarious.

Huge boulders fell from the stone mountain piece by piece, but that figure appeared in the air not far in front of Ling Feng like a ghost. He held the ghost-headed sword in his right hand and looked at him with indifferent eyes, and the corners of his mouth were also slow. It provoked a taste of bloodthirsty.

"No one has dared to talk to me like this for a long time. Today, I will operate on you. I haven't tasted human blood for many years. I have almost forgotten what it tastes like."

The figure looked at Ling Feng coldly, stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, showing a bloodthirsty expression.

But Ling Feng was still calm and calm, looking at each other with his eyes.

He was holding a ghost-headed sword and was dressed in dark red robes. He had an indifferent expression and several horizontal scars on his face, giving him a vaguely tyrannical and sinister aura.

These fierce auras permeate together, like a bloody roaring angry lion, which makes people feel shuddering.

But for Ling Feng, these had no deterrent effect at all.He looked at the half-saint strong man and asked, "What's your name?"

This stunned the half saint.

His intimidation just now was obviously very powerful, but Ling Feng's relaxed performance made him feel like a paper tiger, so embarrassing.

He glanced at Ling Feng strangely, and said in a hoarse voice, "You brat, it's really strange, but you're about to become my soul under the knife, so it's okay to tell you my name, Blood Knife Saint , have you heard of it?"

Blood Knife Saint?
Ling Feng's eyes rolled as memories surged up in his mind, "It turns out that this guy is the Blood Sword Saint."

Looking at the blood knife saint, Ling Feng remembered that in the original book, Xiao Yan was also blocked by a semi-saint when he entered the third floor of the ancient tomb, and this person was the blood knife saint.

"I didn't expect to meet him here, but it just so happens that this stupid guy seems to know Xiao Xuan's location, and this guide even came to the door on his own initiative."

Looking at the Blood Knife Saint, Ling Feng had a meaningful smile on his face, making the Blood Knife Saint feel inexplicably panicked.

This irritable mood displeased the Blood Knife Saint very much. He frowned and said coldly, "Your smile annoys me!"

Suddenly, the soles of the Blood Knife Saint's feet trembled imperceptibly.

"laugh!"

A blood light flashed out of the space as fast as lightning, directly tearing a deep ravine on the ground, and rushed towards Ling Feng.

Seeing this, Ling Feng's expression was calm, and he just waved his hand, and in an instant, a dark vortex quickly formed in front of the blood light.

"Pfft~"

The blood light collided with the dark whirlpool, causing only a little movement, and then disappeared, with no movement at all.

Seeing that his attack was easily neutralized by Ling Feng, the Blood Knife Saint finally changed his expression. He looked at Ling Feng in surprise. At this moment, he saw how extraordinary Ling Feng was.

"who are you?!"

Looking at Ling Feng, the Blood Knife Saint asked solemnly, but secretly vigilant in his heart, not daring to underestimate Ling Feng any longer.

Just now, seeing that Ling Feng looked too young, the Blood Knife Saint subconsciously ignored him, but now, Ling Feng defuses his attack casually, which made him realize that the young man in front of him is not like him at all. As far as he knew, he was a weak boy.

"who am I?"

Looking at the Blood Knife Saint who suddenly looked serious, Ling Feng twitched his lips, "I'm just a brat."

As he said that, Ling Feng flicked his fingers at the Blood Knife Saint, and a black light flew out, then pierced through the void and disappeared.

When the Blood Knife Saint saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly, which directly made all the hairs on his body stand on end.

"Gollum!"

The Blood Knife Saint couldn't help swallowing his throat. The black light that was as fast as lightning just now passed in front of him, and then directly shattered the void. ,

The speed was so fast that he couldn't react at all.

This kind of mighty power can only be possessed in the later stages of Dou Sheng, and the thought of provoking such a giant, the blood knife saint's body couldn't help but tremble.

Then, as soon as Ling Feng made a movement, the Blood Knife Saint knelt down on his knees smoothly, begging for mercy, "Senior, spare me!"

That head-knocking was so proficient that it made people feel distressed.

(End of this chapter)