Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 107 I want to kill him this time

"But do you think you are a chess player?"

Lin Feng's face moved slightly, he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his body energy was very strong, and he was definitely born strong, and asked in a cold voice.

"No. I just came to kill her, her, him, and you for the chess player."

The middle-aged man stood still, but raised his hand, picked up a fallen leaf, crushed it in the palm of his hand, and said calmly.Of course Lin Feng knew who the middle-aged people said she, she, and he were!But as it happened, the three had just passed away alive.

Because Lin Feng didn't want them to die, none of them would die.All of this, in Lin Feng's view, is so logical.

"Then what are you?"

Lin Feng's expression darkened, not to say it was gloomy, but at least it was very ugly.There are always a few people who want to kill him, but they don't measure their own strength. Lin Feng has killed enough people who don't know what to do.

"Chess pieces! To him, they are pawns, and I am the rook."

The middle-aged man knew very well that to that person, no matter how powerful he was, he was just a pawn, after all, he was not related to him.

What they have is only the relationship between the owner and the dog.But even with this kind of relationship, he still firmly believes that there is a gap between dogs.

For example, they are just obedient dogs, while he is a bully dog ​​that can bite people.In other words, he was more important than them.

"What do you want to say?"

"I am more important than them, so he will kill them to protect me without hesitation."

In fact, Lin Feng had no intention of denying the middle-aged man's answer.Because he felt that the middle-aged man was right. To Song Tianren, his value was far higher than theirs.

Otherwise, he wouldn't let him kill them!

"If you were him, wouldn't you do that?"

"Well, maybe."

"So, I don't want to make myself a chess player. Maybe so, I don't need to make this kind of choice like him."

Lin Feng nodded, what he said was maybe, because he was not sure whether he could do such disgusting, even insane things.Of course, he won't try, just in case!Everything in the world happens in case.He is also included!Therefore, in order to avoid accidents, he chose not to be a chess player.

He felt more and more that Song Tianren might deserve to die more than Shen Junrong.But Lin Feng is not a god, let alone the master of human life. He cannot control Song Tianren's life and death. All he can do is protect himself and watch Song Tianren die miserably.That's a lot of fun too!
"It's his life! Death is your life."

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back. He knew that no matter who was in Song Tianren's position, he would make a decision similar to Song Tianren's decision at this time.

Therefore, Lin Feng needs to die!Mo Qingcheng needs to die!Song Qingluo is going to die!Song Xiaoluo is going to die!In other words, all those who hinder him from ascending the throne will die.

"You have changed! If you are willing to take refuge under the command of the lord, I think your status will be second only to him."

From the conversation so far, the middle-aged man feels that the trash of the Lin family that the population of Yanjing talked about in the past is really no longer a trash.Instead, he might be a genius.

He knows that Song Tianren loves talent very much, so Song Tianren always has two attitudes towards geniuses, either take it for his own use, or use it for himself.

"Even if I change again, I will not become his unbearable appearance."

Lin Feng's voice suddenly turned cold. He didn't like this conversation very much, because this conversation made him feel more and more that those people were cruel.

It is possible to kill without a knife and without seeing blood.

"Before I do it, I want to know what his purpose is."

Lin Feng calmed down, raised the sword in his hand, pointed at the middle-aged man, and asked.

"It's very simple. In this country, no one knows whether the surname is Yan or Song."

There is not much difference between telling a secret to a dying person and not saying it. He is Song Tianren's number one general, and his combat power has already reached the peak of the sixth level of the natural birth realm. blame matter.

At this time, Lin Feng is still the softshell in the urn, or in other words, Lin Feng is already a dead man.As long as he wanted to do something, he could kill Lin Feng in one breath.

"But what does that have to do with my teacher?"

Lin Feng was very curious about the relationship between officialdom struggles and royal power struggles, and Teacher Tianjian.

"Because he wants this country to be named Yan, or in other words, many old men, old things, and old-fashioned all want this country to continue to be named Yan."

The middle-aged man raised his finger, extremely calm, he gently lifted Lin Feng's sword, and spoke slowly.

"So they're all going to die, aren't they?"

Lin Feng's face suddenly darkened, very gloomy, a little gloomy, there is no doubt that he had murderous intentions towards the middle-aged man.He felt that Song Tianren deserved to die, and middle-aged people should die too!

"Yes!"

"Among them, some died of natural disasters, some died of man-made disasters, and some died of diseases. So, no matter how you look at it, their deaths have nothing to do with adults."

"Of course, your death has nothing to do with adults."

The middle-aged man gathers strength in his hand, spits out a few words of Taoism and endless Taoism from the middle-aged man's mouth. At this moment, his palm is shining with golden light, which is a piercing killing intent, which is hostile to Lin Feng's killing intent.

cut!
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, and the sword in his hand slid down. The sword was like a streamer, pouring down at high speed.

But with a movement of his fingertips, the middle-aged man bounced the sword away from Lin Feng's hand.Lin Feng's sword was powerful, and he hit the nearby tree hard, breaking the branches easily.

The middle-aged man is at the peak of the sixth level of the natural state, and has almost stepped into the realm of transcendence. With such strength, if you look at the entire Yanjing, who would dare to compete with him!
Afterwards, the man burst out, and the moment he landed on his toes, the middle-aged man galloped towards Lin Feng, gathered strength with his palm, and wanted to slap Lin Feng's head and kill him directly.

Looking at the falling palms, Lin Feng looked indifferent. He didn't resist, because he knew very well that it was a miracle that he had the chance to draw his sword in a fight against the peak of the sixth level of natural birth.

"It's just a dog, kill him!"

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the middle-aged man's face was sullen, and his palm was as fast as the wind, and he slapped Lin Feng's head hard.

But the moment the palm fell, a finger as thin as a green willow blocked his palm, and when he exerted his strength again, trying to continue to suppress Lin Feng, that finger, like a sword, directly struck Lin Feng. His fingers were pierced.

"You can let me crush him directly instead of taking the risk of challenging him."

The young man wiped the blood from his finger. With one finger, he easily pierced the palm of a person who was at the peak of the sixth level of natural birth. The force is conceivable. He looked at Lin Feng and asked.

"But I, want to stab him with a sword, because he makes me very angry."

Lin Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He looked at the middle-aged man's blank face, then turned to look at the young man, and said, "I rarely kill people. This time I want to kill him myself. You can just beat him to death." .”

(End of this chapter)