Thirst to drink!
Lin Feng's eyes were blood red, and his blood vessels swelled and twisted, turning into strange blood streaks.
A drop of blood travels through space.
From Mo Fengchun, he flew to Lin Feng's side.
The Weeping Blood Gu seemed to have tasted some delicacy, and it beat harder, spitting out a stream of pure power that merged with Lin Feng's strong body.
In the audience, Nian Yan's eyes were focused, and he could tell at a glance that the skill Lin Feng activated was thirsty drinking.
She had hidden this forbidden book that was harmful to Tianhe. How did Lin Feng learn it?
She glanced at Yu Youshu, who was next to her and was concerned about the situation of the battle.
Suddenly, I almost understood.
Yu Youxue must have secretly learned it with Lin Feng. Nian Xi nodded gently. He could even understand such a difficult technique as Kexiyin. He was worthy of being chosen by her.
Once people have a discriminating mind, they will look at everything through colored glasses.
In the eyes of Nian Shan, Lin Feng, who was talented and intelligent, in the eyes of his disciples, has now become a furnace that is even more evil than the devil...
"He sucks blood? Is he sucking blood?"
"Oh my god, the blood lines are so scary."
"No, Lin Feng has learned all kinds of evil arts, right? He grows bigger, sucks blood, and I believe him even if you say he cannibalizes people."
"We, the demon cultivators, disdain to associate with them."
"Get rid of him and eliminate harm for the people."
"+1"
"..."
It’s not that the disciples of the Hehuan Sect are too kind-hearted, but that Lin Feng’s appearance is too terrifying—more than three meters tall, a muscular monster, with weird blood lines, and he can also suck blood...
Mo Fengchun's face turned pale now, half from fright and half from suction.
The blood flew out uncontrollably, making her whole body weak, and she could only fall onto the lotus first.
She was surprised. She didn't expect Lin Feng to be able to fight back. She thought he was going to win this competition, but it seemed that he needed to work harder.
Thinking of this, I raised my hands to the sky.
"Secret Technique: Spring Dream!"
The red lips parted slightly, and the pretty face was solemn.
Mo Fengchun finally used all his strength to defeat Lin Feng before he was sucked dry.
A wisp of spring breeze blows gently, and everything revives.
On the ruined arena, pieces of rubble suddenly began to shake.
A green bud popped up.
"Tick."
From the sky, a drop of rain falls, moistening the earth.
Then a steady drizzle followed.
Green grass sprouted one after another, and flowers bloomed one after another. In the hazy drizzle, the entire martial arts arena was instantly infected with the world of spring.
When the spring breeze blew, Lin Feng swayed, and a tingling feeling surged into his brain.
It seemed like a small hand was gently massaging his body.
It makes him feel sleepy and unable to wake up.
There is a faint fragrance of flowers all around, and the grass grows wildly, woven into a big bed.
In the drizzle, there seemed to be several naked beauties hiding inside. The rain made them looming, charming, and imaginative.
Gradually, the beauties came to Lin Feng and helped him to the bed.
Smiling, playing, and running her little hands over his body.
Lin Feng's eyes were blurry, and the Mountain Shaking Technique, Weeping Blood Gu, and Thirst Drink all stopped functioning at the same time, and the endless energy of blood also fell silent at this moment.
There seemed to be a sweet and melodious voice coming from my ears.
"Let me serve my husband..."
"Husband..." Lin Feng subconsciously followed along and felt that the figures in front of him were getting clearer and clearer. Each one had the same face and looked very familiar.
He blinked and spat out a mouthful of blood.
It’s Yu Youshen!
Woke up, woke up with a fright.
Lin Feng looked around and found that there was no erotic dream, it was just a fantasy after he was tricked.
But...it seems like I can't move.
Lin Feng was lying on the ground, feeling weak all over and unable to move at all.
Footsteps sounded, and he saw Mo Fengchun walking towards him step by step. For some reason, her face seemed a bit ugly.
"You like her so much that you always dream about her?" Mo Fengchun said coldly, holding a dagger in his hand.
Lin Feng frowned: "What did you say?"
"Master told me that if one day someone breaks my erotic dream, I must cut out his heart to see if it is black."
"...Do you honor your teacher by your surname?"
"..."
Mo Fengchun was silent for a moment, preparing to use the knife.
Lin Feng turned his head and looked at the referee - he was concentrating on the battle, his brows furrowed, as if he was wondering why he didn't surrender yet.
"Cheating the referee!"
Lin Feng saw that Mo Fengchun's knife was getting closer and closer to his chest, and he was worried. Was he going to perform a resurrection from the dead in front of the public?
"Referee, move!" he yelled, but found that the referee didn't seem to hear the sound.
His chest felt cold, and the sword was pressed against his body.
"No need to shout, I used the formation, it's useless even if you shout to break your throat."
"..."
"Broken throat, broken throat!"
"This joke is outdated." Mo Fengchun pouted and tightened his grip on the handle of the knife: "I'm going to do it. Don't be afraid. Take a deep breath. It's normal to feel suffocated."
"Is there something wrong with you?"
Lin Feng was furious. Why would he have his heart ripped out by her if he broke her secret technique?
Mo Fengchun paused with his palm: "Lin Feng, are you afraid of death? Don't let me look down on you, okay."
"Who are you insulting? Am I afraid of death?" Lin Feng was heartbroken and almost killed himself and Mo Fengchun. After thinking about it again, he held it back.
He couldn't perform his resurrection from the dead in front of so many people. He would be treated as an experiment and studied day and night.
what to do?
Seeing that the tip of the knife penetrated deeper and deeper and had already cut through the outermost layer of flesh, Lin Feng broke out in sweat, unable to think of a way to break the situation.
The power of qi and blood seems to be sealed, unable to circulate or activate the skills.
When he was anxious, he yelled at the system in his mind.
Lottery, he wants a lottery!
Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle.
【Points-2000】
After two mid-level draws, whether you can survive or not depends on this time.
[Congratulations to the host, you have drawn a treasure chest of divine elixirs of your choice]
"Damn it!"
"Don't be afraid, take a deep breath." Mo Fengchun covered Lin Feng's eyes, thinking that he was frightened and cursed.
Lin Feng shook his head and continued to smoke!
[Congratulations to the host, you have selected the active talent: 100% empty-handed catch]
[100% chance of catching a sword with bare hands: Open your palm and you can catch any weapon]
What the hell?
Lin Feng was stunned and subconsciously opened his palms.
The dagger in Mo Fengchun's hand seemed to be blessed by a powerful force in the dark. It suddenly changed its direction and cut directly from Lin Feng's chest to his hand.
"呲——"
The blade slashed across, creating a wound, and blood suddenly spurted out.
The good news is that Lin Feng finally solved the death crisis. He grabbed the blade, and suddenly, a soft and delicate body was pulled down on his chest by the dagger.
Mo Fengchun fell on Lin Feng, his beautiful eyes were surprised, and he couldn't figure out why the dagger suddenly changed direction.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng's blood spurted onto her face.
Her thoughts were confused, and the confinement formation that she had controlled for a long time showed flaws.
Lin Feng returned to normal instantly.
He seized the opportunity and grabbed Mo Fengchun by the neck without giving her time to react.
There was a sudden exclamation in the audience.
