Apocalypse Cemetery

Chapter 151
"The Seventeenth Style of the Jedi - Liaotian Sword~"

The old man took a deep breath, and then threw out his sword brazenly again.Originally, after the sunset on the western mountain, the sky and the earth were darkened.Although the injury was serious, Chen Feng's one eye became brighter and brighter in the darkness, like a star.

Then, the star will burn.

Along with the burning fighting spirit, there was also the long sword in Chen Feng's hand.

This is not some kind of symbolic metaphor, the sword in his hand is indeed burning with flames.Chen Feng is not an evolutionary. Strictly speaking, flames do not belong to the scope of his abilities.However, the laws of physics in the world are the same. Kinetic energy can be converted into heat energy, which is the scope of elementary school physics.

The long sword rubbed against the air, making the instant roar of an object breaking through the sound barrier.

Combining the world's most cutting-edge military technology, it takes about five seconds for a sonic fighter to break through the sound barrier, but Chen Feng shortened it to an unimaginable extent with his flesh and blood.Just like the lotus flower in the Buddha's hand, it arises and dies in an instant.

The long sword drew a vacuum between the sky and the earth. After a few seconds, the raging fire and the toothache sound spread from the sky.People looked up and saw that one of the plague whales was pierced from the center of the brain, and blood and brains were sprinkled from the sky.

"Woo~~~~~~"

The scream of the giant monster was like the howling of a gust of wind passing through the valley, strangely desolate.

"Since this is not dead? It's really difficult for him~mother."

Chen Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his remaining hand, gritted his teeth and swung the sword again.

Obviously, even with Chen Feng's physique, the sword just now had to bear a huge burden.However, the next sword is the real desperate move.

Chen Feng kicked his feet in the void, dodging several bloody rays at an incredible angle, then turned over and carried the long sword behind his back.The dragon shadow that has become one with the old man lingers around him, just like the black ink in a Chinese painting, with a strange beauty.

Chen Feng's remaining left arm swelled rapidly, and became as thick as a bucket.Blue blood vessels tangled and bulged all over his body, constantly wriggling, injecting blood and nutrients into this arm, helping him to unleash the most powerful blow in times of crisis.

He also remembered that on a rainy night more than ten years ago, a young man went up the mountain with a knife and challenged him.At that time, he was still the most powerful patron saint in China.

When he saw that child, he was very surprised, why did the Yang family send such a kid to challenge him?This is simply nonsense.The Yang family and the Chen family are blood feuds for generations, but in this life, the Chen family has firmly suppressed the Yang family.Could it be that this old enemy has gone crazy because he has been suppressed by him for too long?Specially send someone to die?

Of course the Yang family would not send someone to die. He still understood the so-called truth that there must be a monster if something abnormal happens, so he took it very seriously.

However, the development of the matter was completely beyond his expectations, and also beyond everyone's expectations.The reason is, that kid is too powerful.

That night, he lost a hand and an eye, and more than half of his family members died, so he had to ask for asylum from the state.However, the government did not give itself any help.In desperation, he left his hometown with his family and went to Australia.

Today, even that child from back then has become the second super evolutionary in the world, and his name is Yang Lie.

Yang Lie had been missing for a long time, but no one doubted his life or death, because the only person in the world who could kill Yang Lie was already very old.From a certain point of view, Yang Lie is the most powerful person left in the world.

Losing at the hands of Yang Lie is not a humiliation.

However, the elderly often cannot sleep at night.

Every thunderstorm, he would think of the strong wind that night, the scream of his wife when he was cut in two, the bright lightning, and the knife faster than the lightning.

If I could swing this sword back then, would there be a brand new ending?

He closed his eyes and stood above the sky, his mood gradually calmed down. No matter what, the move of "dragon and python killing each other" was not something he could control with half-heartedness.When he really mastered this trick, he felt sincere admiration for the wisdom of the predecessors.

How far did the person who created "Fourteen Styles of the Jedi" know the human body to create such a powerful move?
The bones creaked under the tremendous pressure, and the wound spurted bursts of bright red because of the accelerated blood flow.

Then he opened his eyes and revealed the name of the move.

"The eighth of the fourteen Jedi moves—the dragon and the python kill each other."

(End of this chapter)