Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

The person who killed Lin Luan can live!

live!

What a temptation?

If it were the other way around, none of these disciples would be willing to do it. After all, Senior Sister Lin is the moon in the sky and the lotus in the pond, powerful and untouchable.

But it's different now. Now Lin Luan has been seriously injured by Qi Fengze, like a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

For a time, many people were ready to make a move.

At this time, it was impossible for Lin Luan to pretend to be a corpse, otherwise she would really become a corpse.

She slowly opened her eyes. It was not that she had not heard the discussion of the group of monks before. Instead, she heard it, and it was like thunder.

Lin Luan stood up staggeringly and recalled her sword. The originally icy blue sword body was now dilapidated, with bloodstains and scratches covering the large swath of icy blue.

Seeing Lin Luan making some moves, the monks stopped and wanted to wait and see. Both pairs of eyes were fixed on the white figure standing upright.

Lin Luan raised the sword, and a blue light flashed across the sword. She kept looking straight ahead, her eyes terrifyingly calm.

Just when everyone thought she was going to say something cruel or show off her power, Lin Luan just looked at Qi Fengze deeply, and then put the sword on his neck.

Pull outward hard.

Blue light and red light burst out together, crossing a gorgeous semi-arc, which was incredibly beautiful.

Lin Luan committed suicide.

The blood red and ice blue were the last colors she left for Lin Duanbai, and the spinning white dress painted a death symbol on the girl in Lin Duanbai's mind.

Lin Luan fell to the ground, blood was still bleeding from her neck, but she was no longer breathing. The ice blue sword had been thrown away, and her long black hair and white dress were draped over her body, covering the tears in the corners of Lin Luan's eyes.

The few drops of blood that spattered fell on Lin Duanbai's body, staining his clean clothes. The stain was conspicuous and thorough.

Lin Duanbai didn't care about this. He just stared at the lifeless woman lying on the ground in silence.

Lin Luan's life has come to an end.

Qi Feng's eyes narrowed for a moment, and he saluted the woman with his gaze to show respect. Then he turned around and looked at the group of righteous monks who were stunned.

"Oh, it's really unfortunate. Lin Luan committed suicide. Your only chance of survival is gone. Haha, then you can all go and be buried with him."

The bloodthirsty and ferocious look in Qi Fengze's eyes was clearly revealed, his smile was sinister, he flicked the whip in his hand, and his words made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Before the group of monks could react, in the blink of an eye, Qi Fengze was among the crowd, killing them like a wolf among sheep. Invincible, nothing can stop him. With a swipe of the whip, people fell like wheat that had been cut.

Wherever he passed, there was blood and corpses everywhere.

But Lin Duanbai here was still looking at Lin Luan's body blankly, and at his daughter who had been raising him for nearly a hundred years.

He knew that just a few hundred meters away, Qi Feng was on a killing spree, ruthlessly massacring the righteous monks. He killed for a long time and killed a lot.

But he didn't move.

He stood next to Lin Luan's body, silently saying or doing nothing. That look was incompatible with this hell on earth.

The sound is very small, like the buzzing of mosquitoes. It's also very light, as if it's afraid of disturbing someone. The sound was like a whisper, so small that no one could hear it.

But Qi Fengze, who was hundreds of meters away, paused.

"Feng Ze, I want to have a fight with you."

Qi Fengze's whip fell to the ground because it was no longer exerted. Seeing the panicked and frantically retreating righteous monks, Qi Feng laughed out loud, wildly and indulgently.

"Hahaha……"

He turned around and generously gave his back to the group of cowards, but unfortunately no one dared to step forward. He raised his left hand, and a ball of flame ignited, obediently burning in Qi Fengze's palm.

And behind him, it became a sea of ​​fire.

How stupid!

When the three elders were burned by the soul fire and fell, the group of monks unknowingly handed over their lifeblood to Qi Fengze.

Without looking at how spectacular the sea of ​​​​fire behind him was, Qi Feng held his palm, extinguished the flames, and then started to return the way he came.

He and Lin Duanbai stood opposite each other. There were only two people left on this once glorious Demon Sect mountain peak.

The wind picked up and actually brought a few petals here.

Qi Feng put a bead that looked like a luminous pearl but was larger than a luminous pearl into his mouth and swallowed it. The aura on his body has also returned to what it was at the beginning, without any loss.

Really amazing!

Qi Fengze and Lin Duanbai both thought so. What on earth is this that can restore a person in the tribulation period to the original state without any other cost?

But they all unanimously stopped thinking about it. As the breeze blew, Qi Fengze's lips moved and he whispered something.

"Okay, let's spar, senior brother."