Unexpectedly, Lin Feng accepted it so readily, which surprised Tyrell. He clearly didn't want to challenge before, but why did he accept it now? Could it be that he had some conspiracy?
Seeing Tyrell's confused look, Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with joy. This is what he wanted. Seeing the confused expression on your face, I don't believe it. I can't even trick you!
"Okay, in order to save time, we will fight as a group!" Tyrell shouted. Lin Feng nodded and asked: "Then you take action?"
Tyrell nodded, and Lin Feng smiled and said: "In this case, I will also send a king-level one!" Lin Feng said, summoning the Death Scythe. With the Death Scythe, he must be able to kill those birds.
People are no longer a problem!
"Raphael, I didn't expect that we would meet again!" As soon as Death's Scythe appeared, he immediately shouted to Tyrell, but it was Raphael who shouted.
Tyrell (Raphael, he will be called Tyrell from now on) stared at the Death Scythe in surprise, then a wry smile appeared on his face, then he shook his head and sighed: "Fiers, I didn't expect that after so long,
After thousands of years, we meet again!"
Hey, there's something happening! Lin Feng exclaimed in his heart. He didn't expect that something unexpected would happen during the war. When he saw the true face of the Death Reaper, he felt strange why such a beautiful woman would become like this.
, now I know that it is all trapped by emotions, but if the Death Scythe can pull Tyrael over, it will be a powerful force!
Lin Feng immediately sent a message to the Death God's Scythe, told the Death God's Scythe his thoughts, and also encouraged him, saying that pulling him into his camp would not only increase his own combat power, but also make the Death God's Scythe and Terry
You have two nights and two breaths, which is a good story!
"Raphael, if you still miss our old friendship, fight with me alone. I guarantee that your men will not be besieged. My master will treat them fairly, even if they die in battle!
"The Death Scythe said seriously.
Tyrell had a troubled look on his face, hesitating and unable to make a decision. In the end, it was Lin Feng who added fuel to the fire, and Tyrell agreed to the Reaper of Death's request.
"Tyrell, don't worry. I will arrange for people to fight with them now. Apart from you, there are twenty-nine gods. Brother-in-law, you can lead people to fight with them. They must win with one blow. Don't give me and the God of Death any chance.
Shame on you!" Lin Feng shouted.
"Now that I know my brother-in-law, just watch. I will pluck off their bird wings and roast them to eat!" Tang Yin shouted.
After hearing Tang Yin's words, the nine birdmen behind Tyrell were indignant and immediately challenged Tyrell to fight. Seeing that his men were like this, Tyrell agreed to the request of Death Reaper.
"Okay, I trust you, Phils, tell me how we will fight!" Tyrell shouted.
"Follow me!" Death's Scythe shouted, and his figure immediately shot out to the sea in the distance. Tyrell paused for a moment and then flew over.
"Brothers, who wants to fight with me!" Tang Yin shouted, and immediately there was a thunderous roar behind him. Hundreds of god-level players wanted to follow Tang Yin. Tang Yin immediately ordered twenty-eight god-level players and flew to the opposite side.
The gods of the three realms.
"kill!"
The two sides shouted loudly, and immediately fought each other. In the sky and on the earth, everywhere, huge waves surged into the sky, like water dragons, constantly beating against the cliff.
I don’t know who it was, but the first one used his ultimate move and killed a skeleton god. Following that, both sides went back and forth, dealing damage. The battle came suddenly and went away quickly. The battle between the two sides was endless.
It took half an hour and it was over.
Tang Yin and the three gods dragged their scarred bodies back to Lin Feng. They wiped out all twenty-nine strong men on the other side. However, they also lost fifteen masters on their side. You know, in a battle
, what a huge role the fifteen masters played.
The battle between Death Reaper and Tyrell is still going on. Because they have never come back, Lin Feng also has a little more worry in his heart. He doesn’t know what happened to Death Reaper. If he succeeds, he will stay and breathe twice. If he fails, he will probably die.
There is no escaping the fate of death.
Although the Death Scythe looked very bloody and evil, in fact, Lin Feng could feel that deep in her eyes and in her heart, there was a trace of clarity, a trace of clarity that had not been stained by darkness.
Time passed bit by bit. Half an hour later, the portal of the Three Realms flickered again. This time, it was no longer a battle, nor was it a one-sided massacre. This time, all those who appeared were saint-level ones, millions of them.
Saint-level powerhouses immediately filled the sky.
On Lin Feng's side, the cannons could no longer harm the saints, and everyone had a look of horror on their faces. Indeed, they were all saints, but compared to the millions of saint-level opponents in front of him, he
There are only a few hundreds of thousands of people around.
This was not over yet. After the Saint class appeared, tens of thousands of God class appeared. They flew to the front of the Saint class and stared at Lin Feng's team.
Everyone on Lin Feng's side put away their cannons and gathered together. Two huge fusion auras collided instantly. Even though Lin Feng had reached the realm of life and death, he couldn't overpower the opponent. It was a draw.
At this moment, a loud roar came from the distance.
"Master, I'm coming too!"
Lin Feng took a closer look, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. This was none other than Xiaoyao, and beside him was Ben Lei. The two came with an army of millions, including tens of thousands of god-level soldiers.
Smiles appeared on everyone's faces. This was a timely rain. Although Lin Feng and the opponent were equally powerful, Lin Feng couldn't take action after all. How could they fight against them with more than 100,000 people alone? Xiaoyao and Ben
Lei brought people here at this time, how could he not make everyone excited?
"Master, Xiaoyao is late, please forgive me!" Xiaoyao and Benlei rushed to Lin Feng's side and immediately knelt down.
Lin Feng immediately pulled the two of them up: "There are no such vulgarities in front of me, but why are you here? Is there no problem at the shop?"
"Master, Butler Wangyu asked us to come here. As for the shops, don't worry, there are more than 100,000 saint-level people and 10,000 god-level people there!" Xiaoyao said.
After hearing Xiaoyao's words, Lin Feng had a look of horror on his face. He didn't expect that after he had not managed a shop for so long, Wangyu and Xiaoyao would train so many strong men.
"Okay, okay, Xiaoyao, Ben Lei listens to the order!" Lin Feng roared. His eyes showed a hint of excitement, and he clenched the dagger of the dead in his right hand, pointing fiercely at the enemy opposite: "Lead the army, will
Capture the enemy!"
"Yes, Master!" Xiaoyao and Benlei immediately took the lead and rushed towards the enemy camp.
"Tang Yin listens to the order!"
"The end is here!"
"Lead the remaining personnel and attack from the right!"
"Take your orders!"
"Kill!" Under Tang Yin's roar, everyone, except Lin Feng, killed him.
