The screen was still pitch black, and countless people were reluctant to leave in front of the dark screen.

And at this time, in the jungle.

The blood slid down Mo Feng's arm and dripped on the dead leaves, making it look eye-catching.

As for the golden knife, the corner of his mouth curled a contemptuous smile, and he stepped on a slow pace. Then he pointed the dagger at Mo Feng, shrugged teasingly, and said with a smile: "Haha, why, don't you, your sweetheart, before you die, you don't want to see it? But don't worry, my brothers and two will let her see it."

As he said that, Jin Dao's mouth showed a lewd and evil smile.

Mo Feng shook his head, his expression was cold, but a cold but weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he said indifferently: "I just don't want others to see me killing people! That's all!"

Self-confidence comes from self-confidence in the bones.

As soon as this said, the Jindao, who was originally joking, looked sank, and the thin man opposite said coldly: "Jindao, stop talking nonsense to him. We will be so carefree and happy as soon as possible. This is a forest full of insects. I have been there enough."

As he said that, the thin man hung a steel crossbow around his waist, and at the same time he took out a pair of military slaughter in his hand.

At this time, the golden sword's eyes condensed and rushed straight towards Mo Feng.

As for Mo Feng, the compound bow in his hand was thrown to the ground, but his right arm swung out of thin air.

"Hmph, looking for death!" Jin Dao's murderous intent became even more serious. If Mo Feng had still had weapons, he might have been afraid of it, but at this time Mo Feng even threw away all the weapons. He really didn't know how to live or die.

However, the next breath.

The golden knife only felt a chill of throat, endless air conditioning flowed in, and the red blood gushed out like a spring water.

The golden knife's pupils gradually dissipated, and the strength of his arms continued to disappear. But after looking at the halberd of halberds that appeared out of thin air in Mo Feng's hand, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, a hint of horror, and a hint of unwillingness.

He didn't know how Mo Feng's halberd came from, but at this time his thoughts had gradually blurred as the throat broke. He could only make a whimper when he wanted to wave to speak.

Plop!

Jindao lay down weakly, then his body twitched slightly, and he lost his rest.

And the whole process is just between electric flints.

Mo Feng dragged the halberd back with one arm, and the blood on the tip of the halberd struck the ground. Coupled with the bloody left arm, it looked like a purgatory Shura.

Looking at Mo Feng looking at him with a blank expression, the thin boy swallowed his saliva hard and said in horror: "Demon, magic? No, this cannot be magic. Who are you and who are you?"

The thin man already doubted his life. He has been a special soldier for more than ten years, but this is the first time he has seen such a thing happen.

A sharp and heavy halberd shot directly killed the Golden Sword as if it had appeared out of thin air. He was sure that this was definitely not something magic could do, and he didn't believe it.

"Who am I?" Mo Feng smiled coldly, then looked at the thin man jokingly and said, "The dying person is not worthy of knowing the answer."

After saying that, the thin man was in a state of mind and trembled, and burst out his last potential in life. At this time, he jumped and turned to the side. When he got up, he had already grabbed the steel crossbow behind him, but just the moment he turned around.

A big halberd shot towards him, and the sharp cold light flashed with the mouth of the halberd. His hair suddenly stood up and he roared angrily: "Ah no~~~"

Puchi!

The Dragon Sphur of Breaking Heaven was inserted directly from its back, and then the blood stained the red halberd branches, which was very scary. Then the halberd branches sniffed, and the thin man inserted it into the soil with a slight sound.

The espresso is slightly tilted, and the thin man keeps leaning forward!

The pupils gradually dissipated, and they opened their mouths to say something, but they just dripped blood.

The bright red blood slowly fell down the halberd, and then dyed the soil red, so that the air around it became a little cooler.

The two of them didn't understand how Mo Feng did it, and they wanted to know who Mo Feng was.

It was only at the moment of death that they felt how ridiculous it was that they had just said they wanted to kill Mo Feng, and they felt even more regretful for their next mission.

This kind of person is not something they can provoke. At least when they die, their last reluctance feels like this.

If they were given a chance they had never met, they would not be facing this God of Killing.

Rust, rust!

Mo Feng's steps were slow and he stepped forward to hold the halberd, then he pumped hard, and a blood flower bloomed in the air.

As for the thin man who fell, Mo Feng looked at him indifferently. If someone else was there, he would definitely feel the invisible momentum, which was really hard to breathe.

Waving, the eptuagint disappeared, and then the two corpses were successively put into the space column by Mo Feng.

Then, Mo Feng simply treated his wounds and immediately sorted out the land little by little, without wanting to leave any clues.

After dealing with this, Mo Feng sat next to the charcoal group, gently slid his fingers across his cheeks with tears, and then breathed heavily, but deep down he was even more vigilant.

People's hearts are sinister, and they must be prepared for it.

Thinking of this, Mo Feng glanced at the cell phone next to him and then took it. He needed to report his safety to those who care about him.

The fingers swiped quickly, and then the long-lost live broadcast room opened again.

Countless fans who were guarding the black screen seemed to be regaining their light at this moment, especially looking at Mo Feng who was grinning on the screen, their red eyes were sour, and countless people were laughing and crying at this moment.

Barrage, the number of barrage at this moment is enough to shock the whole world.

Thousands of pieces in a second, without black fans, everyone expresses the words of care from their hearts.

"Fengzi, I think you want to leave!"

"Hmph, dare you? Brothers, you will get a fracture for you."

"Fengzi, I'll be quarrel with you in this life. Unless you rebate, Douyu will never uninstall it."

"Dog anchor, I'm convinced. You are the first person to let me cry when watching the live broadcast, but I don't want to have a next time."

For a moment, countless fans cried with joy, using their special words to express the tremor in their hearts.

As for all the people related to Mo Feng, they covered their mouths and whimpered. The man was not dead, he was not dead!

"Tsk, in the most pretentious words, the person who can take my life has not been born yet!" Mo Feng said with a hearty smile, but then he was stunned for a moment. He looked at the popularity of the live broadcast room, but pursed his lips and murmured: "Is this live broadcast room fake? Why is my popularity more than 2 billion?"

Mo Feng looked speechless and thought to himself that this was absolutely fake.

After all, more than 2 billion, what does this mean?

The average daily popularity of more than 2 million first-line anchors is only more than 2 million. So isn’t my popularity comparable to that of one thousand first-line anchors?

"Tsk, trash anchor, I've been tricked by you for the first time."

"That's right, this dog anchor, don't look at it, I'll have a share of these 2 billion."

"Mom, I never charge money when watching the live broadcast, but this is the first time today, but I am willing to do so, brother."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that there is a saying that is good. Only those who can defeat Feng Feng."

"Hahahaha, I just want to say one thing, Maple King is awesome!!!"
Chapter completed!