"oh!?"

Seeing that Lin Yixin's sword-do restrictions could actually block his own sword, Feng Jixing couldn't help but look horrified: "Are girls nowadays so powerful? Tsk tsk, are you husbands? Your brother Feng is still single..."

"Shut up."

Lin Yixin had a black line: "Master Feng Jixing, please respect yourself. I have a husband, my husband is unparalleled in the world!"

"oh……"

Feng Jixing nodded: "Then let me take another hatred for the way of heaven and a god and demon slash!"

Two terrifying swords fell from the sky. After Feng Jixing failed to confess his love, he was so murderous!

...

"Pengpeng~~~"

With the loud noise, Lin Yixin still held it back, but blood had already flowed out of the corners of her mouth. In this precious time, Ling Yue's magic and the sword blade of the shadow follow the wind had tortured Chu Huaiyan's last vitality. In the rapid shooting of the "puff puff" ice cone, Chu Huaiyan staggered and his body fell to the ground, but he was not dead yet, vomiting blood, and his whole body was like a stone sculpture, and had lost his combat power.

"A damn it!"

Qin Leistorm shouted, and the Martial God-Binding Lock opened from behind, and the sword was even wrapped in the light rain in the sky, and it slashed hard towards the shadows and winds.

"Next, Qin Lei!"

While Lin Yixin used the sword-tracking ban to seal Feng Jixing's attack, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed out three sword energy with one sword, heading straight for Qin Lei. The shadow followed the wind and swept past. While giving the sword to Lin Yixin's sword energy, his body slid against the ground, slashing Qin Lei's ankle with a very tricky angle.

"Plop!"

Qin Lei was injured in ankle and his body was crooked.

The thunder crack knife in his hand swept across, slashing the shadows slanted with the wind, spitting blood in his mouth, and finally getting injured. But just as Qin Lei was about to swing the second sword, a scarlet meteorite fell from the sky in the air, crushing it to the ground heavily. The meteorite shattered, Qin Lei's blood splashed, and the armor on his body began to break.

Lin Yixin + Shadow Suifeng + Ling Yue, such a fierce attack is indeed not something that Qin Lei can withstand. After all, Qin Lei's strength can only be considered a mid-range even in the world of "The Realm of God Refining". Apart from a God-Binding Lock inherited by the Qin royal bloodline, there are almost no advantages.

However, the fierce general's fighting spirit still made people convinced. As he suffered heavy damage one after another, Qin Lei still moved forward step by step, and with the spells that Ling Yue kept shooting, he had no intention of retreating. However, his injuries became heavier and heavier. In addition, Lin Yixin and the sword energy slashed from a distance with the wind, finally, the Qin general of the Lanyan City Lanyan City knelt on one knee, holding a battle knife in his hand, and his blood was almost flowing. He knelt on the stone road in Wuzhen without rest.

"Next, the wind is moving!"

Lao Ding had already drawn out his pistol and headed towards Feng Jixing: "General Feng, although you are one of my favorite characters, I'm sorry!"

"Bang bang bang ~~~"

Lao Ding took action, and was extremely ruthless. He just stopped after the magazine was empty.

But Feng Jixing just stood there, holding a sword in his right hand and waving his left hand up and down. When Lao Ding was emptying the magazine, he raised his hand gently, and bullets fell from his palms. He looked at Lao Ding playfully and said with a smile: "Father, don't you know how strong our wind, rain, thunder and lightning are? Such modern weapons cannot break our strong body at all, let alone I have the energy to protect my body..."

Lao Ding frowned.

"superior!"

The shadow follows the wind, and Lin Yixin has already divided her troops into two groups.

Ling Yue's magic fell from the sky like a spell. In addition, "General Feng" was about to rise from the ground and was caught in a silence of Qin Yun. He suddenly felt like a deflated ball, and said helplessly: "Can you still be fine?"

As he said that, he drew his sword directly and slashed towards Lin Yixin and Shadow Suifeng with a general attack. In the sword light, Feng Jixing was handsome and constantly threatened his opponent. It has to be said that the personal strength of this imperial commander is indeed far better than Qin Lei, and he is even stronger than Chu Huaijiang, but he is just inferior to Lin Muyu in the air.

Thinking of this, Lao Ding couldn't help but look up at the sky. In the sky, a figure looked like a hob meat. He had already eaten Lin Muyu's attacks many times. He reluctantly relied on the defense of the blood-colored shield armor, his agile body and displacement to avoid it. Then he had to survive until now. Otherwise, Lin Muyu would have cut it off long ago.

...

"So quickly!"

Lao Ding looked solemn: "The sad breeze can't hold on anymore!"

"knew!"

On the ground, Lin Yixin, Shadow Sui Feng was almost at full strength, and wisps of sword light and skills fell from the sky, making Feng Jixing's skin bloom and flesh bloom. Ling Yue used AOE spell to control the field, and the frost fell, making Feng Jixing almost unable to move. As for Qin Yun, she was the easiest and most important today. She kept raising her staff and landing group healing techniques one by one in the crowd, allowing Lin Yixin, who was in close combat, to be injured under Feng Jixing's sword and not dead.

About three minutes later, Feng Jixing finally couldn't hold on anymore, and his cultivation could not withstand the siege of the four masters. In the end, Lin Yixin was penetrated by a sword and fell heavily to the ground. He knelt on one knee on the edge of Chu Huaijiang, leaving no breath.

...

At this moment, a golden sword light burst out in the air!

"Peng!"

In the sword light, a figure was slashed away. Then, when Lao Ding, Lin Yixin and others looked up, they saw a terrifying scene. They saw that Bei Su Qingfeng was broken all over, and he was hit by 300+ swords but he was not dead. He was about to be cut into a mess and covered in blood. When he was chopped away by a sword, Lin Muyu followed Feng, Chu Huaiwen and Qin Lei's anger were spilled on him. He flew over hundreds of meters and grabbed Bei Su Qingfeng's neck with one hand. When his palm swirled, he suddenly turned 120 degrees.

"Click..."

A voice that will surely die.

"Hmph, it's really garbage."

Lin Muyu held the body of the grief and Qingfeng and threw it directly at everyone: "Give it back to you!"

"Peng—"

The face of the bell fell to the ground first, and the body rolled softly and the limbs were seriously deformed.

"Qingfeng!"

Ling Yue gritted her teeth.

"grass!"

The shadow followed the wind to hold his long sword and roared angrily: "Lin Muyu, are you human? Killing my brother is like killing a dog. What do you think of yourself as, and what do you think of him as?"

Lin Muyu was covered in golden light, holding a long sword, and said lightly: "He is so annoying."

“…”

Qin Yun looked at the body of Bei Su Qingfeng, biting silver teeth without moving.

But at this moment, the "corpse" slowly squirmed, and then a dying voice came: "Qin Yun, don't just look at it, at least treat it..."

As he said that, he sat up suddenly, his face still facing backwards, and said, "You may not believe it when you say it, I am not dead yet..."

He raised his hand to hold his head, and turned his face with a "click" sound, his face pale, as if he had experienced a gate of hell, but his face was still cynical, and he smiled and said, "Tsk tsk, you can liven up your muscles and bones, and you feel refreshed!"

“…”

Everyone was stunned, and even Qin Yun was stunned. It took a few seconds to give the other party the first large-scale monotherapy technique.

...

"snort……"

In the air, Lin Muyu slowly raised his sword and came into the air, looking down at Lao Ding, and said, "Now, is it my turn to Lin Muyu?"

"Yes."

Lao Ding frowned and said, "The last one is you."

"Oh……"

Lin Muyu smiled and said, "My father hates me so much and wants me to die?"

"Not really."

Lao Ding shook his head: "My Ayu, his original name is Lin Zhi. When I wrote about the beginning of the God Refining Realm, my original intention was to write that you were just traveling to a game world similar to another world and finally woke up. So when playing League of Legends, even changed the ID of "Lin Zhi Awakened". Unfortunately... Later, this idea changed and many things also changed, but you, Lin Muyu, is still a dream in my heart. You are a young general wearing a white robe and commanding millions of heroic troops. The Qin King who supported Daxia and was the general of generals. When the human race was facing the disaster of extermination, Lin Muyu stood up in a desperate situation and defeated the demon armored demon army. He was the great hero of the broken tripod world and Lin Muyu, who was grateful to the world when the three kings ruled the world."

In the air, Lin Muyu's eyes turned red: "Does my father still remember these things?"

"A creation, a memory, I will never forget it forever."

Lao Ding looked at Lin Muyu and said, "Ayu, your murderous aura is gone. Do you don't want to kill me anymore?"

Lin Muyu looked painful: "Although I am an inner demon, I have never really wanted to kill my father, otherwise... the first sword that escaped into the illusion world was given to my father. No matter how strong they are... can they block my Nine-Level Star Art?"

Old Ding was sad.

"actually……"

Lin Muyu's palms opened, and wisps of golden light rain fell, immediately nourishing the wind Jixing. Chu Huaijian and Qin Lei's "corpse", the three famous generals also recovered a little vitality one by one, one by one, and were surprised, but they still kept kneeling on the ground.

Lin Muyu smiled bitterly and said, "We just want to ask for an explanation. After so many years, did my father feel a little bit of compassion and regretted that he had let the four of us die, or that life was worse than death."

"No regrets."

Old Ding held his head high.

“Why?”

"The plot kills you, you have to die."

“…”

Lin Muyu fell to the ground, and Feng Jixing, Chu Huaiyan and Qin Lei stood side by side, clasped their fists at Lao Ding, and smiled: "This reason is a bit far-fetched, but it is a reason that convinces me."

Feng Jixing looked over and said, "Father, Feng Jixing is polite. May my father be as firm as Feng, and he will never hear rumors or be confused by others!"

Chu Huaiyan clasped his fists: "Father, I wish you will have something to love for the rest of your life, and I wish you will have a place to go when and where you will be."

Qin Lei clasped his fists: "Father, Qin Lei never blamed his father, and hoped that his father would not blame me for his recklessness."

Lin Muyu slowly clasped her fists, her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were full of nostalgia, and she said, "Father, please rest assured. From now on, my father will hold a pen and keep a page of paper, and he will be loyal to the troubled times and never let each other down!"

The figures of the four people slowly disappeared.

...

At this moment, he was crying when he listened to the words of the four masters of Lan Yan.
Chapter completed!