583 The noble soul of glory! [Third update]

The last line of defense from the first fight heart was instantly destroyed, and there was no time to create a new line of defense. The broken iron-armed mantis fighting soul has been attached to the first fight heart.

Boom! The body lying on the ground was shaking suddenly, jumping up to half a meter high, the pores spread out and burst out with dazzling blood, and the whole person completely turned into a bloody existence.

I am really going to die...? I feel that the golden fighting heart is about to be broken in an instant. I quickly recalled my short life in my mind. It was obviously a very short time, but all the memories were extremely clear, and I recalled them little by little.

Father's tears, father's passion...

The glory of the Iron Arm Mantis Bloodline...

The dungeon is a slut...

The persistence and persistence of Burning Tu Kuang Song...

The coldness of Chekfollett...

Muye Zhence's sexy bag...

Uncle Mu Gui Wuxin's slippery and savage...

Lucifer's fierceness...

Luo Qingqing's gentleness and gracefulness...

Gu Yue Jiaying's decisiveness and occasional tenderness...

Biluo's timidity...

The invincible of the Yellow Spring...

Uncle Fabradys's kindness...

All the arrogant people of the Eight Desolations...

Pan Hongji's kindness...

And the damn domineering behavior of fighting Xuan...

Damn! I still have a lot of things I haven't done, I just die like this, I'm not willing to...

The golden heart of the first heart seemed to be completely broken under the pressure of the sticker. The severe pain even reached a numb state. No finger could move, and even the hat that entered the endless world could not be taken out.

"From today on, you will be my old Black apprentice."

"Enjoy, come and try my mysterious potion."

"Idiot! Is the potion so good?"

"I'll tell you if I win."

"Inscription? It's actually very simple, but you're too stupid."

The images of teachers from the Endless World pass by one in my mind...

Unwilling to accept it...not to accept it... A picture passed through my mind again. Among the millions of troops, I will never stop. I only know the iron-armed mantis bloodline warrior forward!

The battle flag flutters! The war drums keep going! Moving forward! The iron arm is not invincible, but the iron arm will never admit defeat!

Bang! The broken iron-armed mantis fighting soul was shattered! The first golden fighting heart that was about to be crushed rebounded again. The next moment it turned wildly. The broken iron-armed mantis' blood fighting soul power was no longer tyrannical, as if it had found the feeling of home, and it automatically rushed to the first golden fighting heart and the third fighting heart...

This is? In the moment of hard work, an unexpected picture flashed through my mind, that was... Wanyan Lifeng!

The descendant of this iron-armed mantis blood traitor actually stood among the flowers, as if smiling at him among the peaceful flowers among the stars.

The smile is full of warmth, the smile is full of happiness, and the smile is full of relief!

This is? What's going on? Looking at Wanyan Lifeng's smile with great enthusiasm, Wanyan Lifeng's words rose in his mind.

"Young man, thank you..."

This is? The dual cultivation of fighting demons! I was stunned for a moment. Wanyan Lifeng was actually fighting demons. However, when he was fighting with him, he never used any magic, and even used additional magic.

This is a memory transmission magic, a simple magic, just a special magic that records the words that people want to say before they die! But they don’t want others to know about the words.

He stared at Wanyan Lifeng in his mind in a daze. The iron-armed mantis blood warrior smiled very kindly, as if the elders were looking at the younger generation.

"Young man, thank you. You are really motivated, not a flying mirror." Wanyan Lifeng's calm expression said the biggest secret of motivated: "I don't know who you call your master. But there are not many people who know the fighting skills of the Iron Arm Mantis Bloodline. Among them, I have a relative who is a horse thief who happens to do it."

Gan Jin blinked suddenly and heard Wanyan Lifeng continue to say: "I know a secret that many people don't know. The person who beat my relatives to death was called Gan Jin, and he took away the iron-armed mantis blood fighting technique secret method. I used to think that it was useless for you to get it, because the power of blood cannot be changed. But... you really used it."

"The moment I saw you use the gold-dividing continuous slash, I knew you were motivated. Although I couldn't understand why you could use the fighting skills of the Iron-armed Mantis Bloodline, I was very pleased. Your warrior's way has the glory of my Iron-armed Mantis Bloodline clan."

"My ancestor made a very wrong decision." Wanyan Lifeng looked at the urgency lightly: "If I were born in that era, I would have stopped my patriarch. No matter how wronged I was at that time, I shouldn't have made a decision to betray my own race. But in fact, the Iron Arm Mantis Blood Clan is a traitor, and I am the descendant of the traitor."

"I have always wanted to do something. I have thought about going back to the Zhence Dynasty, but what's the point of going back?" Wanyan Lifeng's smile added a hint of bitterness: "I once thought that if I could become a saint or even awaken the sky, then I could try to kill the great devil. Unfortunately, my qualifications are not good..."

"When I knew that the Seventh Prince had come into contact with a technology called the Undead, I was very worried." Wanyan Lifeng looked at the rush: "This kind of thing is difficult to explain, and I can't explain it clearly for a while, just to know. The Undead is really terrible. You have to be careful of the Undead. But don't say it out, because no one will believe you."

"I used to think that I could stop the Seventh Prince, but I didn't expect that the Seventh Prince would use the undead technology to control me." Wanyan Lifeng's smile was full of relief: "Young man, thank you. Thank you for your sword, which freed me."

"I! I am a noble iron-armed mantis blood warrior! I have my own glory! How can I be the lackey of the demon race! How can I be controlled by the undead forever!" Wanyan Lifeng's aura suddenly changed, and it was more than ten times stronger than when fighting against the god of war: "Young man, I have nothing to give to you. Let me give you my broken iron-armed mantis fighting soul as the last gift."

"Haha... Whether it is fighting souls or fighting hearts, they can be passed on. But that requires the inheritance of the closest relatives..." Wanyan Lifeng shook his shoulders: "I think it has no blood relationship with you, but you don't have the iron-armed mantis bloodline, but you can also use the fighting skills of the iron-armed mantis bloodline. Maybe you can accept my broken fighting soul?"

"Young man, I hope you are lucky, because at the last moment I woke up, I could only control half of my body. Those fighting skills were controlled by the undead and I was really powerful enough to kill you." Wanyan Lifeng's body gradually began to become blurred, as if it could disappear at any time.

"But, if you are lucky enough to receive my fighting spirit, then those fighting skills can be easily controlled by you, and will instead become the second gift for you."

"Of course, this requires you to first accept me, a broken fighting soul who has no blood relationship with you."

"By the way! The basic premise of receiving fighting souls is at least you have to release your way of warriors who are moving forward and awaken the glory of the Iron-armed Mantis bloodline... Maybe it can succeed, even if it cannot succeed, it will leave your body and dissipate without the busy blockade you can't take care of..."

The image of Wanyan Lifeng's body completely disappeared, and he looked at the endless darkness in a daze. This opponent... had not really exerted his full strength from the beginning!

This opponent knew his true identity from the very beginning!

Even though this opponent knew that he would die in his own hands, he still resolutely chose to die in his own hands.

This opponent... no! This warrior! This is a warrior with supreme glory!

"I... actually... killed a noble warrior who was not a traitor..."

Gan Jin murmured to himself, recalling Wanyan Lifeng's every move, and he killed him by mistake! He actually killed a soldier by mistake...

The unspeakable regret is filled with the heart of enthusiasm...

"Thank you...Young man! It was you who saved me from the power of the undead... There is no need to blame yourself."

Wanyan Lifeng's phantom appeared again, but soon disappeared without a trace, as if he had never really appeared before, but his spiritual imprint of the proud and unyielding soul was deeply imprinted into the mind of Divine Energy, and the first golden heart in his body beat again.

As the golden fighting heart beat, Dangjin felt a kind of force in his heart that was summoning himself. It was an indescribable touch. The blood of countless iron-armed mantis blood warriors burned when they fought fiercely against the demon clan.

The broken fighting soul is like a seed, deeply rooted in the first golden fighting heart.

Is this? The motivation is very surprising. The fighting spirit has never been truly inherited without bloodlines, and it can never be inherited only when the human body is in its prime and at its peak.

Wanyan Lifeng is not in his prime, nor in his peak state. It can even be said that he has gone downhill. He is energetic and even believes that Wanyan Lifeng's ranking on the holy list is not just like this.

It is incomprehensible and cannot be explained! Some of the essence power in Wanyan Lifeng's broken fighting soul can indeed be rooted in the golden fighting heart while feeling it vigorously.

The raging gold-dividing continuous slashes, the broken water and waves, and the sea-cutting fighting skills stopped attacking in an instant. They seemed to have heard some summons. The power of this summoning came from the broken fighting soul in the heart of the First Golden Fight.

The fighting skills of the Iron-armed Mantis bloodline rushed into the first golden fighting heart for a moment. The fierce impact seemed to be able to break the golden fighting heart at any time. I couldn't help but open my mouth and let out a ***.

The forces that poured into the first golden fighting heart quickly began to merge with the existing fighting skills. The two same gold-dividing continuous fighting orders merged again, and the two fighting skills that broke the water and split the waves also began to merge. The sea-cutting and fighting seal directly formed a world and began to rotate slowly.
Chapter completed!