Douluo: Supreme Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, many children and many blessings

Chapter 120 Killing Angels

"What are you waiting for? If we don't kill him, we will all die in the end!"

He roared, and then rushed over. The other seven people also woke up from a dream. Although they were very afraid of Lin Feng, they could not back down now that it was a matter of life and death.

More than a dozen people took action together, and their attacks were so dense that they almost blocked all of Lin Feng's escape routes, making it impossible for Lin Feng to escape.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. At this moment, he suddenly let go of his left hand holding the woman's neck. His right hand turned into a claw and suddenly stretched out, clasped a claw on the man's shoulder, and then pulled hard!
The man howled miserably, and then Lin Feng violently pulled him aside, throwing him a few meters away and falling heavily to the ground.

The man spat blood frantically, and then he struggled to get up, only to find that his shoulder had been completely shattered.

He was horrified, and then he sat down on the ground, his face extremely pale, and he no longer had the will to fight.

Seeing this, the rest of the people looked solemn and did not dare to step forward easily.

Lin Feng sneered, and then said lightly: "Who else is there? Just come over and I will take them one by one."

Everyone was silent. There was no doubt about Lin Feng's strength, and he was so fierce that he could kill a man instantly with his bare hands without even holding a weapon. This strength was indeed outrageous.

Lin Feng looked around, and finally his eyes fell on a strong man, and asked in a cold voice: "Do you still want to fight with me?"

The strong man looked gloomy, then he looked at the people around him and said coldly: "What are you waiting for?"

"Go on!"

With a loud roar, many killing envoys swarmed forward again. Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and murderous intent surged through his body. Then he flashed and rushed into the killing crowd.

The sounds of gold and iron echoed throughout the arena.

Each of Lin Feng's fists could explode with huge power, and strong winds rippled out in circles, causing everyone's eardrums to hurt.

A killing envoy pierced Lin Feng's stomach with a sword, but Lin Feng didn't even frown. His body trembled slightly, and then he pulled hard.

The killing envoy was forcefully torn in half from his waist, his intestines flowed all over the floor, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Such a horrific scene simply frightened the remaining Killing Messengers. They knew that Lin Feng was a ruthless person, but they did not expect that Lin Feng could be so cruel and decisive in killing without any sense of reason.

Lin Feng stared at these killing envoys indifferently, and then said coldly: "Since you are seeking death, I will help you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over like a whirlwind, and then he punched out with a surging force that instantly enveloped five or six people around him.

Next, only five or six dull explosions were heard, and five or six killing envoys flew backwards. Their bodies were covered with blood holes, blood gurgled out, and their life breath also instantly withered.

Seven people were eliminated in just the blink of an eye. This scene deeply shocked the rest of the people, and they all chose to escape in unison.

But rules are rules. Only one person can get out of the Colosseum alive. These people all want to live, so they can only fight desperately.However, Lin Feng was like a tiger among sheep, without any pressure at all.

His footwork was very mysterious, constantly weaving through the crowd, and then he jumped up suddenly, stepped down with a sharp kick, and then kicked someone on the head.

Bang!
A killing messenger was kicked unconscious by Lin Feng. Then Lin Feng suddenly stretched out his hand and twisted hard. A huge head was cut off directly, blood spattered everywhere, and the body fell limply to the ground, with blood staining the ground red.

"Kill! Kill him!" Someone roared, and then rushed over to fight Lin Feng.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. He waved his hands and struck out as fast as lightning. Every strike with a palm would definitely take away a life. Moreover, his power was extremely terrifying. Every strike with a palm would take away a life. The life of a murderer.

Lin Feng was like Shura coming into the world, wreaking havoc in this narrow envoy of killing. His arms were like two sharp blades, and blood spurted out between his sweeping and vertical strikes.

Lin Feng is like a crazy killer like a harvester. Anyone who stands in front of him is torn apart by him. His figure keeps flashing and appearing in all directions. Every time he appears, it means someone has died.

Once these killing messengers lose their fighting spirit and belief, they are destined to be the loser, because at this time, Lin Feng seems to have turned into a killing machine. He has no pain, no fatigue, and no need to rest.

Lin Feng's eyes were red, and his scarlet eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. At this moment, he was bathing in blood. A thick layer of blood had accumulated on the entire arena. This blood was left behind by killing these enemies with his own hands, but Lin Feng The wind showed no intention of stopping.

At this time, he was like a killing angel, fighting freely on the ring. Corpses kept falling on the ring, blood flowed all over the place, and the strong smell of blood floated in the air.

Lin Feng was covered in blood, his eyes were extremely cold, and he disappeared in a flash, then appeared behind another killing envoy and kicked him out.

There was a crisp sound of bones cracking, followed by a cracking sound. This guy's spine was broken by Lin Feng's kick, and he fell to the ground.

His chest collapsed, and the sound of his ribs breaking was particularly clear and harsh. This man's face was distorted in agony, his eyeballs were bulging, and his pupils were dilated. It was obvious that he would not survive.

Another punch came out, and Lin Feng whipped the other guy in the face, sending him flying several feet. After he landed, he couldn't get up again. This guy's head was kicked by Lin Feng. Flat.

This……

Everyone was stunned. He killed him with one move, so neatly. How could this guy's body be so strong? Is he really just a third-level master?
"Oh my God……"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see a murderer who was frightened out of fear, and Sayazi was about to run away.

"Where to run!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly, quickened his pace, and caught up in an instant.

Half a day later, Lin Feng stood alone in the center of the Colosseum. Under his feet were 99 corpses. The entire killing field had been completely dyed blood red.
The blood followed the footprints and converged to an area at Lin Feng's feet, where there was a fresh bloodstain.

The clothes on his body were already in tatters, and even the skin was exposed in some places. His right arm was hanging down, obviously injured.

(End of this chapter)