Chapter 146 The Three Heroes of the Battle Royal Family
Everyone was blindfolded and their eyes were wide open.
Who is this guy named Lin Feng in Zi Mansion?
What is he doing?
One person rushing towards everyone?
Lin Yunmo also stayed on the spot.
At any rate, let’s discuss some countermeasures!
Everyone in the Zi Mansion also opened their mouths. What is Lin Feng doing?
They were all stunned.
Similarly, the three heroes of the royal family, members of the Sword Sect, and other participants on the martial arts stage were also bluffed.
The normal process shouldn't be that everyone is afraid of each other and then forms an alliance?
"What is this guy doing? I haven't said some harsh words before the war started!" Murong Xueluo stared.
"You know there is no hope, so you want to bloom for the last time?" Lin Zhan sneered.
Su Hun held the Sansheng Sword and fired all the way, drawing a long mark on the hard ground.
Finally, sparks and lightning rushed into the crowd.
Ahhhh!!
In an instant, blood spread, and the screams, the sound of swords clashing, and the dull sound of blades piercing flesh, came to mind one after another.
The sword energy, the sword energy of three colors, is like a life-killing scythe. Wherever it passes, there is a bloody storm.
The three-color sword energy was like a torrent, rushing into the crowd in hundreds and thousands, instantly breaking through their defenses and tearing out a long blood path.
Su Hun rushed in, the shadow of the sword flew, and wherever it passed, blood bloomed, and screams continued.
Cruel, too cruel.
Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.
This guy named Lin Feng is no longer a human, but a beast, extremely ferocious.
As soon as they made contact, the lineup formed by a large group of people was shattered to pieces by the impact, and they were completely blinded. There were screaming and bloody figures everywhere, and the three-color sword energy was everywhere. They had no idea where their opponents were.
Often when they find Su Hun's figure, the cold light hits and death comes.
As the number of people participating in the battle gradually decreased, they had more room for movement, and they roared and attacked Su Hun one after another.
But after the three senior spiritual kings were attacked instantly, everyone came back to their senses in shock.
This guy named Lin Feng is too cruel, too ferocious, and too powerful.
Many people were so excited by the scene before them that they collapsed and jumped off the martial arts platform to admit defeat.
Three minutes later, the martial arts platform became clear.
Except for Shi Mansion, Lin Mansion, Murong Mansion, Dao Sect, Xuanyuan Sect and others who did not take action, there are no other powerful people.
One person destroyed most of the powerful people. This extremely eye-catching scene left countless people with their mouths wide open and speechless.
Su Hunyi was not stained with blood and came out of the dust. He looked at Shi Yao and others lightly and chuckled: "All the irrelevant people have stepped down. Now the space is a little more open, so you can use your hands and feet."
Looking at Su Hun's faint smile, many people felt a chill in their backs. Is this guy going to deal with the Three Prefectures and the Dao Sect alone?
At this moment, Shi Yao, Murong Xueluo, Lin Zhan, Dao Zhan and others all stared at Lin Feng with great solemnity.
It wasn't that they didn't want to take action just now, it was just that they didn't react at all.
When he reacted, the situation was almost under control by Su Hun.
"Who...are you?" Lin Zhan stared at Su Hun and said in a deep voice.
This Lin Feng is simply scarier than that Qin Gu.
That kind of oppression made all the muscles in their body tense up.
"Lin Feng." Su Hun said calmly. He looked at the twelve people opposite him indifferently and said, "Stop wasting time. Come on together!"
"What a loud tone." Dao Zhan shouted angrily, and led two outstanding young men from the Dao Sect towards Su Hun.
Su Hun had no expression on his face and didn't even look at him. He waved his hand with the Sansheng Sword, and the three-color sword energy turned into a torrent, raging away with fierce aura.
Boom!
A huge roar resounded, and the three sword sects, except for Dao Zhan, all flew backwards. They were covered in blood and were obviously seriously injured.
"You..." Daozhan's pupils shrank.
"With your strength, don't jump around in front of me. Just stay there." Su Hun glanced at Dao Zhan.
The latter's whole body was tense, and a palpitation he had never experienced before rippled in his heart.
His arm holding the knife trembled slightly.
At this moment, as the fourth young master of the capital, he felt scared, even deeply frightened, so that he did not even have the courage to draw a sword.
Seeing Daozhan calm down, Su Hun looked at Shi Yao, Murong Xueluo, and Lin Zhan. They moved their bodies and said: "I know that your strength is not as simple as it seems on the surface, so don't
Keep it, otherwise there would be no point in fighting me."
"Do you know our strength?" Murong Xueluo stared at Su Hun.
"I don't know, but I know the result." Su Hun said calmly.
"You are sure to deal with the three great spiritual kings." Lin Zhan's voice fell, and then, an extremely strong spiritual energy burst out.
Then, Shi Yao and Murong Xueluo also burst out with aura.
"Great Spiritual King?"
"Sure enough, the three heroes of the royal family are all as powerful as the Great Spirit King."
"This guy named Lin Feng is going to be in trouble."
"Look, that Lin Feng has no expression. Is he scared out of his wits?"
"Oh my god, it's not like the three great spiritual kings are not afraid of them!"
Everyone looked at Su Hun, whose face was expressionless under the pressure of the three great spiritual kings, and even the corners of his mouth seemed to have a hint of sarcasm, and there was an absurd thought swirling in their hearts.
He...is not afraid of the three great spiritual kings.
"Lin Feng, no matter how strong you are, you are just a high-level spiritual king. With the three of us joining forces, you have no hope at all." Murong cried out in blood.
The sarcasm at the corner of Su Hun's mouth became more and more serious. The low-level Great Spirit King may have similar strength to Xue Tu and Qin Xiao, but they don't have the ruthlessness of ruthless people.
Therefore, the pressure the three of them put on him was not as much as that of Xue Tu and Qin Xiao.
Moreover, Su Hun today is not the intermediate spirit king he was at that time.
"The low-level Great Spirit King seems to have given you a lot of confidence." Su Hun smiled and held the Sansheng Sword: "In this case, I will directly cripple your confidence!"
"Haha, after all, I don't have a good impression of the royal family at all."
As the next word fell, Su Hun's body flashed with golden light, and his figure disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a ferocious torrent of sword energy struck at Murong Xueluo.
"Fighting Skills of Creation, Blood Demon Hand!" Murong Xueluo roared angrily, and slapped a huge bloody palm against the torrent of three-color sword energy with terrifying pressure!
Boom!
A huge roar resounded, and the sword energy and blood bloomed at the same time. The extremely sharp sword energy seemed to be able to tear the air and surge in all directions!
Buzz!
A dull sound resounded, and in the midst of countless dull eyes, Murong Xueluo stepped back, his palm dripping with blood!
In a head-on confrontation, Murong Xueluo was injured.
"This... makes me somewhat interested."
Su Hun chuckled lightly, holding the Sansheng Sword, and rushed towards Shi Yao and Lin Zhan.