text text_Chapter 2516 Knife sharpening small fish!
A pan kills the god of death!
For all the Martial Emperors on the Death God List, that pan is a nightmare.
However.
This nightmare will happen again, just next month.
For a while.
The entire Death God roster and the Emperor Wu were furious, and the hatred for Ling Feng in their hearts had already surpassed that of the vast sea of stars.
What is even more troublesome for the Death God roster is that the situation is developing out of control. Ling Feng takes the initiative to sharpen his sword. After many such things happen, can the Martial Emperors on the Death roster really maintain this state?
I'm afraid that if these characters see Ling Feng in the future, they will become mentally weak and not dare to fight.
By then.
The Taoist hearts of the Martial Emperors in the Death God List are really about to collapse.
The situation is serious!
and.
Who the hell is sharpening the knife?
They originally wanted to invite a whetstone for the Martial Emperors on the list of Death Gods, but God knows they invited a disaster star.
now.
This disaster star appeared in the Yushui Territory, walking step by step towards the more majestic palace, with a smile in his eyes, and his eyebrows were about to melt. And around the Yushui Territory, one after another Demon Emperor was looking forward to it.
Pan, with the same smile on his face as Ling Feng.
They are looking forward to it.
They are laughing even more.
Just because.
The person Ling Feng wants to sharpen is not other characters, but the young master of the Death Book.
Yu Xiaoyu!
Lingfeng stopped in front of the Yushui Palace, looking at the towering and outrageous palace, filled with envy. Only Xiaoyu had such treatment, while other characters on the Death List did not have such towering palaces. In terms of defense, this palace
Belonging to the Tianzun level.
"Ling Feng comes to sharpen the knife!"
Ling Feng smiled and said loudly: "Young Master Death, do you dare to show up?"
The fish water palace was peaceful, and the little fish did not show up.
"Xiaoyu, don't you dare to fight?"
The smile on Ling Feng's face changed, but he still said with a smile: "You asked me to come over to be a whetstone, but now you don't dare to fight. Do you want to use this method to restrain other potential figures on the Death God's roster?
"
"Or are you timid?"
There was still no movement in Yushui Palace.
"There are twenty-six characters on the Death God's roster. The top two characters are currently in retreat, and the other twenty-three characters are all injured."
Ling Feng changed his tone and said: "But even though they lost, they are proud of it. They are not afraid of life and death, and they are not afraid of failure. They used their actual actions to defend the dignity of the Death God's List."
"But what about you?"
"Young Master Death? Haha!"
"Don't you even have the courage to face victory or defeat?"
"Where were you when they failed?"
Lingfeng pierced Xiaoyu's heart and said, "Does this mean that when they are injured and die, you will still shrink away, not stand up for them, or even disappear?"
This is so heartbreaking.
In order to force Xiao Yu out, Ling Feng actually wanted to alienate the Death God's roster.
Just because the other Martial Emperors on the Death God roster were invincible, Xiaoyu immediately shrank away, leaving the twenty-three Martial Emperors on the Death God roster to bear the crime of insulting the face of the Death God roster. Is this the Young Master of Death?
So.
When they are seriously injured and dying and need help, will the young master Xiaoyu give up on them?
Is a young master who only cares about her own interests and ignores the people who support her worthy of their protection and support?
In fact.
After all the Martial Emperors on the Death List were beaten badly, why didn't they hope that a powerful person would stand up and vent their anger on their behalf?
But where are Xiaoyu and those two characters?
Have they never been disappointed?
When Lingfeng walked into Yushui's territory, although they were seriously injured, they were watching, hoping that Xiaoyu could suppress the situation.
"He's killing his heart!"
In the Yushui Palace, Xiaoyu's face was trembling with anger.
At this time, she was indeed not Ling Feng's opponent. They had already fought against each other a year ago. Although she had smelted a lot of immortal gold in the past year, Ling Feng was also improving. With the strength he had shown before, Xiao Yu asked himself whether
opponent.
Going out like this is just an addition to Ling Feng's record.
thus.
She was cowering in the palace, refusing to come forward.
Originally, she thought that as long as she learned Ling Feng's shameless virtue, she would not come forward no matter how insulted Ling Feng was, and everything would have to wait until she asked the emperor.
Can.
Ling Feng was too poisonous, and he said these heart-wrenching words when he came up.
If she hadn't come forward, what would the Emperors of Death's roster think?
They will be disappointed!
At the moment when they need it most, they will be heartbroken if the young master leaves him alone.
There will be problems with the Death roster.
although.
Many characters are very clear about Ling Feng's purpose, and they also know that it is more advantageous for Xiao Yu to retreat at this time, but they will still be disappointed.
"He's like a piece of shit!"
Lan Yun was sulking in his heart and felt very unhappy. They don't know how to eat "that shit", but it will make you sick to death just by looking at it.
Now they are being targeted by "that piece of shit".
“Don’t be fooled!”
Another Tianzun reminded that as long as Xiaoyu does not come forward, as long as the two figures have not been born, and the Death Book has not fallen, people will still have hope in their hearts, and they will still hold their breath, practice hard, and hate in their hearts.
Able to work hard.
Can.
What if Xiaoyu loses?
The martial emperors on the Death God list relaxed at the first word.
What if the Death God is defeated for the second time?
Then the Martial Emperors took their second breath.
If the number one Death God also falls, then the Martial Emperors will sigh with their last breath.
One vigorous effort will weaken again and again, and then it will be exhausted.
At that time, these Martial Emperors no longer had the courage to face Ling Feng. Even the First Martial Emperor was defeated. What qualifications did they have to fight?
And when Lingfeng planted a demonic root in their hearts, it grew stronger step by step until it became a monument.
At that time.
They take it for granted and are willing to bow their heads.
In the long run, it is beneficial for small fish not to show up.
"Tianzun thinks it's better if I don't come forward?" Xiaoyu smiled bitterly.
"Xiaoyu, don't you think so?" Lan Yun asked.
"This stratagem is not clever, but it plays into the minds of those Emperors." Xiaoyu sighed: "It is true that if I don't come forward now, when I ask the Emperor, suppressing Ling Feng will make them cheer and excited, but at the same time these words will
A thorn will always be pierced in their hearts. Once they encounter the same situation, they will be shaken and even more doubtful."
"At that time, the hearts of the Martial Emperors were gone!"
"..."
"I can't avoid this battle. His coming means that we can definitely achieve our goal!"
Xiaoyu smiled lonely, he was still much smarter than me: "Even if it's me, it's not his final goal. I'm afraid even worse things will happen in the future!"
"What?"
The expressions of the two Heavenly Lords changed greatly.
"If I go out, even if I lose, I will disappoint them, but I won't let them feel cold!"
Xiaoyu smiled miserably: "They can be disappointed with me, but they must not be disappointed with the Death roster!"
"Xiaoyu..." The expressions of the two Tianzuns suddenly changed. They naturally understood Xiaoyu's words, and they believed that Lingfeng's alienation plan was too vicious, and what he used was not a conspiracy, but Chi Guoguo's conspiracy.
A stabbing sword will cover thousands of miles of stars, and you can only face the hard steel.
Retreating is a tragedy!
Jin is also a tragedy!
Now they are not trying to save face, but focusing on how to reduce losses.
"Hmph, he dares to suppress our Death God's List, then can't I, the Death God's List Martial Emperor, suppress the Demon Emperor?" Lan Yun said solemnly.
"..."
The little fish sighed indifferently.
They still haven't figured it out yet.
Fighting once a month, how can the martial emperors on the death roster still have the energy to complete such a great "feat"?
not to mention.
The Demon Emperors were already suppressed by them, so what could they gain by beating them up?
Ling Feng's anger?
Ling Feng had just entered the demonic power not long ago, and he had no feelings for these demon emperors, let alone face, and they were not the young masters of the demonic realm. If he used this as an excuse to crazily target the Death God roster, then no one would want to practice.
Internal strife is a more terrifying war than external strife.
The next moment.
The little fish flew out of the Yushui Palace and appeared in front of Lingfeng.
"Ling Feng, don't try to kill yourself!"
Xiaoyu said forcefully: "I will not give up any character on the Death God roster. Now I challenge you in the name of the young master!"
"not bad!"
Ling Feng said with a smile: "It's not as bad as I imagined!"
"..."
"However, there is no such thing as a challenge. I was originally invited by you." Ling Feng continued: "I think it's okay to be idle, so why don't I go out and ask for sharpening my sword?"
"..."
Xiaoyu felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart, feeling like he was shooting himself in the foot, and even more like spending money to commit murder, only to be stabbed in the end.
Have you ever heard of a whetstone coming to you?
Knives need to be sharpened only when they are dull, and now the whetstone is used to dull a sharp knife.
There are really not many such strange whetstones in the world.
"Come and fight!"
Xiaoyu didn't want to talk nonsense with Lingfeng. Today, even if he disappoints all the Martial Emperors on the Death God roster, he still has to fight to the end.
She came to defend the dignity of the Death Book.
"good!"
Boom...
The war was about to break out, and at the beginning it unleashed a heaven-shaking power that shook the earth and the mountains, and the whole world was almost about to collapse.
Xiaoyu is indeed not comparable to Xiao Xun. Not only is he powerful in terms of strength, but he also has an endless supply of treasures. Even Ling Feng feels that he is very poor.
"Are you here to show off your wealth?" Ling Feng said very unhappily.
but.
Although Xiaoyu was powerful, when Lingfeng showed his top-notch power, Xiaoyu was still defeated, and was finally forced into a desperate situation.
Ding dong.
The overture of the Demon Fairy unfolds, the heaven and the earth are exhausted, the Tao is disintegrating, and the space is disappearing into ashes.
Xiaoyu opened her mouth and spurted blood, and fell directly from the void. Her whole body was covered with scars, she let out a cry, and her eyes turned gray. She had tried her best, but she was still no match for Ling Feng.
Boom!
Finally, Ling Feng ended the battle with a punch and drove Xiao Yu into the center of the earth.
"Young Master!"
The Martial Emperor's eyes were red and they wanted to tear Ling Feng alive. On the one hand, they didn't want Xiaoyu to show up, but on the other hand, they were looking forward to it. When Xiaoyu actually appeared, they were full of expectations, but at this time, they were full of expectations.
of sadness.
At this moment, the little fish is defeated!
At this moment, all the martial emperors on the Death God's roster return to their hearts!