Chapter 411 Self-Inflicted, Not Alive

A group of people gathered by Xiaoxiang Lake.

White battle armor with blue borders, blue scroll boots, and a scabbard around his waist, all of them are heroic and handsome. You can vaguely see the unique sword-shaped marks on the top of everyone's battle armor, like the water of Xiaoxiang, reflecting the three towers.

"It's from the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect." Lin Feng reacted instantly, feeling overjoyed.

All of a sudden, something was wrong. One of the men in battle armor looked familiar from the back. Lin Feng slowly slowed down, his eyes fell on the center of the crowd, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he was surprised to see a young woman lying on her back with a bloodless face.

"Uh." Lin Feng stopped abruptly like a conditioned reflex.

The scene that I have encountered before emerged in my mind, and I had to guard against it. However, his arrival has already aroused the attention of everyone in the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect. They looked at him suspiciously, and the figure with his back to Lin Feng also turned his head.

In an instant—

Swish! Wow!

Looking at each other, Lin Feng and the man widened their eyes at the same time.

"Blue Moon Clan, Lan Yu!" Lin Feng did not expect to see him here, and happened to respond to the words Enjiai Luzhai, a familiar face, a familiar half moon on his forehead, a familiar broad sword, and...familiar sinister eyes.

"It's him!"

"it's him!!!"

When Lan Yu's expression changed, he roared like a drake.

All the swordsmen of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect showed chills instantly, clang! Clang! Clang! As soon as the sword was unsheathed, Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and in an instant he knew clearly that the same trick, the same trick, was unlucky for him, and somehow he stepped on the villain's tail again.

"Everyone, don't believe what Lan Yu said. I have always had a feud with him." Lin Feng said.

The members of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect were stunned, and turned their gazes to Lan Yu, who burst into tears. Gritting his teeth, he said sadly: "Everyone, don't believe this thief. Three months ago, my brother Han Liang died. He was the one who did it, and the Blue Moon Clan has already launched an arrest for him; his evil deeds are heinous, especially the silver sword. Senior brother's daughter, Zhirou, was raped and killed by this traitor!"

"Sister Zhirou?"

"It's him!"

"God damn beast!"

The faces of Xiaoxiang Sword Sect members suddenly changed drastically.

"Brother Yinjian found Zhirou's half of the natal jade talisman from him that day." Lan Yu's face was distorted, and he was furious: "Miss Wang Yinyin was violently killed by the thief. Before, I felt that the back was similar, but now it finally comes to light!"

"I'm sure. Definitely him!"

"It was he who killed Miss Wang Yinyin!!!"

Lan Yu stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Feng, his eyes were extremely sinister.

Lin Feng, very calm.

He has escaped from all the nets in the magical city of Weiner, so how can he care about such a situation. Looking across the seven members of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect, the strongest one is not Lan Yu, but another black-haired swordsman, who is more imposing, but has not yet reached the Qiyun stage.

Watching quietly, Lin Feng didn't argue.

Preconceived, plus the relationship between everyone and Lan Yu. Arguing is just a waste of time. From their eyes, all they can see is anger and killing intent. It was futile to prove his innocence again. Lin Feng smiled suddenly, and he took the blame for it, anyway, it wasn't the first time.

Lin Feng's smile made Lan Yu panic for no reason.

Looking around apprehensively, for fear of seeing that terrifying white-clothed woman again, Lan Yu hoarsely shouted: "Grab him, hurry up, everyone, don't let him run away!" Hysterical, a little terrified. Lan Yu's eyes were full of viciousness, Xiaoxiang Sword Sect immediately drew their swords and charged towards Lin Feng.

Wow!

Lin Feng's pupils suddenly brightened. An extremely beautiful blue light appeared.

What he was waiting for was now!

"Four-color Cube of Broken Soul. The third color." The strange-shaped Rubik's Cube in Lin Feng's hand turned into a blue morpho butterfly, which was extremely beautiful. There is no golden dragon soaring, but there is a psychedelic eye pupil, which slowly opens behind Lin Feng. It is extremely strange, and time becomes slow.

True Tong Shengli!

"Boom!" The blue morpho came straight into Lan Yu's mind.

Boundless phantoms, blurred colors, and the power of the innate soul exploded. The third color of the soul-breaking four-color party, the blue morpho butterfly, is completely different from the first two colors in its attack mode. The third color's attack is a pure phantom attack, an attack at the level of consciousness.

illusory!

Unreal attack, the lower limit is very low, and the upper limit is very high.

When encountering someone with strong willpower, such as Lin Feng, no matter how strong Zuo Zitong is, he cannot destroy him; but when encountering someone with weak willpower, it is difficult to resist the temptation to be happy, and even kill opponents who are much stronger than oneself.

Is Lan Yu's willpower strong?

Not strong, but not too weak either. If Lin Feng attacked directly with the second color, he would only be 10% sure to kill him, especially considering other swordsmen of the Xiaoxiang Sword School, who might be able to block him. But the attack of the third color is different, the phantom is silent, killing people invisible.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Feng was 50% sure of killing Lan Yu.

However, if the third layer of true pupil power is added, Lin Feng is 95% sure!

The true dragon holy power and the true pupil holy power are two completely different types of holy power. The former is more like a direct attack of holy energy, while the latter is like an illusory auxiliary. Lin Feng hadn't noticed it before, but after careful study, he found that Zuo Zitong's charm and charm were so high that even he was almost unable to resist, the reason——

It's in the holy power of the true pupil!

Can see through the virtual image, also can enhance the virtual image!

"Peng!" The power of the phantom exploded in Lan Yu's mind instantly, his eyes widened, bloodshot and dull. But at this time, the attacks of Xiaoxiang Sword Sect's swordsmen came instantly, like Xiaoxiang water, soft and long, but as fast as lightning.

scold! Chi! scold! !

Three flashes of sword light entered his eyes, but Lin Feng was already prepared.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Xiao Li flew the knife, Lin Feng was no longer a rookie warrior who had just joined Niemo Star, but now he had accumulated a lot of combat experience. At the moment when the energy collided, Lin Feng controlled the black dragon scale to retreat quickly, quickly avoiding the other three sword lights, and at the same time, the remaining seven black flashes bloomed with power.

Exactly seven directions, seven goals!

"Dang!" "Dang!" Xiao Li's flying knife was extremely fast, and his attack direction was extremely tricky. But the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect was the best at defending, and Lin Feng didn't take advantage of it. Even the throwing knife aimed at Lan Yu was blocked by the strongest black-haired swordsman.

but……

Lin Feng didn't want to win at all.

I never thought about killing Lan Yu with Xiao Li's flying knife, because——

unnecessary.

"Boom!" Lan Yu's eyes were pale with blood, and in an instant, his soul disappeared and his consciousness disappeared. The blue morpho butterfly was on top of Lan Yu's head, flapping its wings, and flew out like an elf. Lan Yu fell straight to the ground, no longer breathing.

Lan Yu, die!

"You've committed your own crimes, you can't live." Lin Feng glanced at Lan Yu's body, and then at the body of Miss Wang Yinyin, and the holy power of the real dragon erupted in an instant.

Not caring about the swordsmen of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect behind him, they broke through the wind and left.

...(to be continued)