square inch kill

Chapter 453 I, Only One Sword!
The fighting spirit is boiling!

It has been a long time since Fenghen had such an urge to fight. It has nothing to do with victory or defeat, or even life and death. He abandoned everything, and what remained was the purest fighting spirit.

Inherited from killing the common people, Fenghen's temperament is a bit similar to killing the common people. The source of killing is driven to the extreme in an instant. That kind of crazy killing intent is enough to move the world. There is no unkillable person in this world, and there is no unkillable thing , Such fearless courage and faith are the essence of the origin of killing, or in other words, the essence of the Seven Kills Sword Code.

Even if the common people are slaughtered, they will not blink an eye. If you are ruthless to the world, you are also ruthless to yourself!

At this moment, under the pressure of Zhang Yifeng, Fenghen's spirit was surprisingly good, and he stimulated his state to the peak in an instant. If he shot in this state, he would undoubtedly be able to burst out his strength perfectly, and even surpass it.

"You are very good!"

Unexpectedly, even though he felt Fenghen's peak fighting and killing intent, Zhang Yifeng still didn't have the slightest intention to make a move, his hands were still behind his back, he just watched quietly, and said in a faint sentence When he came out, that indifferent attitude almost shattered Fenghen's fighting spirit.

This kind of feeling is really too painful. You have tried your best to adjust your state, and you will fight the opponent at the risk of life and death. As a result, not only did you fail to arouse the opponent's fighting spirit, you even have no interest in letting the opponent make a move. Just say lightly, you are very good, and that superior attitude is clearly revealed.

"Zhang Yifeng! Fight me!"

The blood all over his body boiled up, Feng Hen almost stopped talking word by word, and the terrifying source of killing was overwhelmingly pressing towards Zhang Yifeng. With his pride and character, he really couldn't tolerate Zhang Yifeng who didn't even have the desire to make a move. contempt.

"I want to know what exactly happened in the minefield." Ignoring Fenghen's anger, Zhang Yifeng still spoke unhurriedly, but with a force that made people have to succumb, he struck out abruptly. The fighting intent that shattered the wind marks, ignored the overwhelming killing intent.

"Fight with me!!!"

Feeling extremely aggrieved, Fenghen screamed crazily as if he was about to explode.

"War?" Shaking his head indifferently, Zhang Yifeng spoke softly, like a breeze blowing slowly, "Sorry, you don't have the qualifications."

No qualifications, these four words, every word punished the heart, ruthlessly gouged out Fenghen's heart, dripping with blood!

Such contempt and indifference, if these words are spoken from other people, it will definitely give people a feeling of arrogance, but when they are spoken by Zhang Yifeng, they are so indifferent and calm, as if this is a matter of course. generally.

"Zhang Yifeng, I know your name as a genius, and I also know that you have never lost a single defeat since you realized the way of swordsmanship. However, I, Fenghen, are the heirs of the king of killing. All living beings in this world must be killed. Why do you despise me so much?"

Staring at Zhang Yifeng firmly, there was a touch of blood on Fenghen's body. With this sentence, his spirit and energy were undoubtedly raised to a higher level again. Coupled with the aura of the holy rank, it gave birth to a feeling that all life is in my hands Domineering, this question is also the confidence and courage of Fenghen, even if he is facing the world, he dares to fight!
Feeling the improvement of Fenghen's momentum, the expression on Zhang Yifeng's face finally eased a little, but he still didn't intend to make a move, he just sighed softly.

"Do you think I'm suppressing you with arrogance?"

"Isn't it?" He asked with a sneer, and Fenghen's eyes couldn't help showing a trace of disdain.

In a duel between real strong men, spirit, momentum, environment, each of these is enough to affect the outcome. As a killer, Fenghen himself is proficient in this kind of momentum. Once psychological pressure is formed, the strength of the opponent is often [-]% to [-]%. If you can't show it, you can be killed easily.

After the previous anger, he immediately calmed down, and naturally understood that Zhang Yifeng's posture was just to irritate himself and form a kind of psychological pressure, trying to make himself unable to exert his due strength!After figuring this out, he naturally calmed down. With those words, he forced himself to his limit again. Not only did his momentum not weaken at all, but it became even stronger.

Even, on the contrary, Zhang Yifeng's attitude of trying to quibble at this point made him feel a little contemptuous.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Yifeng said softly, "I admit that you have some strength, but if you want me to waste my energy and overwhelm you with arrogance, you must think too much of yourself."

After a pause, Zhang Yifeng continued, "I'm just telling you a fact. If I didn't want to know about Lei Yu, you wouldn't even be qualified to let me speak."

"!!!"

These words, to Fenghen, are like a fairy tale, what a joke!
The name of Scarlet Wind Hen resounded all over the world, even if they were sons of God, people like Mo Yan might not be able to defeat Feng Hen, but when it came to Zhang Yifeng's mouth, they didn't even have the qualifications to ask him to speak?This is simply a big joke, who can believe it?
No matter how crazy you Zhang Yifeng is, there should be a limit, right?If these people are not even qualified to let you speak, then who is qualified to be your enemy?

There was a sneer in his heart, and Fenghen sneered disdainfully, "It turns out that I am just a small person. Then, in Brother Zhang's heart, who is qualified to fight with you? Could it be the Necromancer?"

The taste of ridicule in these words is too strong, Necromancer, what kind of existence is that?With the power of one person, he can subdue the three realms and six realms, even if there is only one avatar left, it will be enough to deter the heavens, guard the human world, and change the color of the outside world!
The only great emperor in the world, not to mention Zhang Yifeng, even those old guys who are the strongest in Tianwaitian, I am afraid that no one is qualified to compete with the Necromancer Emperor!

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Yifeng pressed lightly on the sword with one hand, and said softly, "Forget it, if you don't convince me, I'm afraid you won't tell me the answer I want."

Lifting his eyelids slightly, his calm gaze slowly fell on Feng Hen's body, Zhang Yifeng said softly, "Look carefully, I will only strike with one sword!"

The moment the voice fell, Zhang Yifeng finally started to move, the speed was not fast, even with the naked eye he could clearly see him raising his hand, drawing out the sword, and then stabbing out with such a flat sword!
However, this seemingly ordinary sword seems to contain the truth of heaven and earth. The color of a sword changes the color of the starry sky, as if there is only this sword in this world.

Perfect sword!
This seems to be no longer a sword, but the most beautiful existence in the world. In an instant, even the laws of heaven and earth must give in to it!

Unavoidable, unstoppable!
This sword is obviously not fast, but it is unstoppable at all. In front of this sword, any killing intent or momentum seems to be just a joke, and even Fenghen can't even raise his hand. Wait until he reacts At that time, the sword had already stopped at his throat, and as long as it moved forward an inch, it could easily pierce his throat.

The blue shirt was fluttering, and he didn't say a word. Even after all this, Zhang Yifeng didn't even have the interest to let the sword stay for a moment.

"Now, can you speak?"

His hands were still behind his back, as if he hadn't moved at all, Zhang Yifeng still had a calm expression, and spoke again.

In an instant, Fenghen's face turned ashen!
At this moment, he really understood that Zhang Yifeng really didn't want to create momentum. As Zhang Yifeng said, his own strength is just a joke in front of others, and he is not even qualified to fight with the opponent. .

Fortunately, in the past, I was confident enough to compete with Zhang Yifeng, or even defeat Zhang Yifeng. So, is the gap so big?

The terrifying murderous intent had already dissipated when the sword fell. In front of such a person, there is no difference between resistance and non-resistance.

"What do you want to know?"

Zhang Yifeng's sword had completely destroyed all of Fenghen's confidence, and he looked at Zhang Yifeng blankly and asked.

"You should know." There was no explanation, and Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly, calmly.

"If, let me tell you, Shenzi, Mo Yan, and others chased me all the way to the center of the Thunderbolt, but I was terrified by being killed by a single person, even I barely escaped with my life, would you believe it?" There was a moment of silence. , Fenghen finally opened his mouth slowly.

"Is that so?" To Fenghen's surprise, Zhang Yifeng didn't have the slightest doubt about such an answer, but instead had an expression that he had already guessed.

"Have you already guessed it?" With a wry smile, Fenghen asked in a low voice, "Actually, all of us underestimated you, even if he is, he won't be your opponent, right?"

Although the impression Fang Cun left on Fenghen before was equally terrifying, it is nothing compared to Zhang Yifeng's sword. Although Zhang Yifeng is no longer a half-step holy rank, he has now stepped into the holy It's a high level, but I didn't expect that he couldn't even catch the opponent's sword. This kind of strength is simply unimaginable.Even if the king killed himself, I'm afraid it's impossible to do this step, right?

"You're wrong." Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Yifeng said flatly, "If I was in the Thunderfield when I took half a holy step, I might not be able to make that step."

"En?" Such an answer instantly shocked Fenghen, and even at this moment, he couldn't understand Zhang Yifeng's meaning.

Could it be that the sword just now is already the limit that Zhang Yifeng can achieve now?Or, what else is there that I don't know about?

"The holy rank is a watershed for other people, especially for geniuses!" Sighing, Zhang Yifeng said softly, "When I am half a step of the holy rank, I may not be able to easily defeat you people to join forces, but once Stepping into the holy rank, even if your number is doubled, it is still not enough for me to kill. He is the same."

"Forget it, you won't understand this!" Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng turned around leisurely, and disappeared into the air in a single step.

(End of this chapter)