"presumptuous!"

Old Dog Chen shouted angrily and wanted to kill someone.

"Get out!"

Lin Feng asked Chen Laogou to retreat.

Today, he is going to kill! "The bald wolf is one of the three masters of the Wild Wolf Hall, the best among the top masters. He has a thousand pounds of power with one punch, breaking mountains and cracking stones, which is very terrifying."

Someone was amazed.

"The bald wolf plus ten first-class black guards, there is no suspense in this battle, Lin Feng is dead."

Someone sneered.

"die!"

The bald wolf shouted coldly, his body shook, and a powerful aura burst out. He was majestic and domineering, and his murderous aura soared into the sky. He stomped his feet and trembled with a bang. He jumped up like a hungry tiger pounced on his food, very cruel.

At the same time, ten black-clad guards also took action, and instantly surrounded Lin Feng, trying to catch turtles in the jar and kill them.

Lin Feng didn't move, his eyes were indifferent, and there was no sign of emotion on his face, only endless coldness and coldness.

He glanced at it, then raised his hand slightly.

Whoosh! A cold light passes through the air like lightning.

Pupu puff - Blood flowers keep blooming, just like plum blossoms blooming in the snow and ice.

The ten black-clothed guards stiffened, and a blood line appeared on their throats, which then cracked and then spread out. Blood gushed, unable to cover them, and fell to the ground and died, with fear and confusion on their faces.

"How did I die?"

The cold light was so fast that they didn't know how they died.

That's it?

No, this is just the beginning and it is far from over.

The cold light instantly killed ten people, and the remaining momentum continued to decline. It turned into a cold light again, and a little inch of light shot towards the bald wolf.

"This, how is this possible?"

The bald wolf's soul was terrified. His body and heart were trembling slightly, and cold air was emitting from the cracks of his bones. He quickly closed his fists and wanted to turn around and avoid the terrifying inch light.

But, it's too late.

Puff! The inch light penetrated the palm of the hand, and blood splattered, but it was not over yet. The inch light penetrated the heart again, and finally passed through the void and nailed into a crystal wall.

The bald wolf stiffened, his eyes frightened, and he subconsciously lowered his head, looked at the bloody holes that were bleeding from the chest, and then thumped, knelt on the ground, spitting a mouthful of blood, and it was cold on the spot.

"Then, what is that little bit of inch light?

Too, too scary—" He died somehow like ten black guards.

"—" Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, with wide eyes wide open, one counted the other, and all lost their voices, and they were in a petrified state.

No one saw how Lin Feng took action, and no one saw how the bald wolf and ten black-clad guards died?

The unknown is the most terrifying.

I don’t know how long it took, there was a sound of gasping and swallowing saliva.

Everyone's souls were terrified, their eyes were frightened, and a cool air rushed straight to their foreheads along the soles of their feet, making them creepy, and their scalp almost exploded.

This, this, this is so terrible! What is that little bit of inch light?

In an instant, he killed the bald wolf and ten black-clad guards in an instant?

It was so scary! Everyone couldn't help but look in one direction.

On the crystal wall, the red blood is like blooming plum blossoms, which are particularly dazzling and dazzling, and even with an indescribable beauty.

But at this moment, in everyone's eyes, it was so shocking.

Crack, Crack - A subtle sound sounded, cracks extended outward like spider webs, and with a last bang, the three-meter-high crystal wall collapsed and turned into a pile of debris.

A steel slammed in everyone's eyes.

Oh my God, a coin has such great power and has killed so many people?

This, this is simply terrible.

"Who are you?"

Lang Yi was terrified, his body and heart were trembling slightly. Looking at Lin Feng, his expression was fearful, and he felt fear for the first time in many years.

“It doesn’t matter who I am.

The important thing is that you shouldn't provoke me-" Lin Feng spoke coldly, his voice was very light, but it echoed in the party hall, like a twilight drum and a morning bell, or like a thunderclap.

Lin Feng took a step forward and appeared in front of Lang Yi in an instant, raising his foot slightly.

Crack Crack Crack - Lang Yi's legs were shattered and broke, making a howl like a pig.

"Lin Feng, you are cruel.

However, wait for me, and the hundred wolves will arrive soon, which will definitely make you worse than death—" "I'll wait!"

Lin Feng spit out three words lightly. He didn't seem to plan to take action again. He sat on the sofa. Under the gaze of the audience, he slowly lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly vented the smoke.

He sat there quietly, smoking a cigarette - everyone stared at him, but no one dared to make any sound, as if there was a terrible invisible hand that strangled their necks and felt suffocated.

One person overwhelmed the whole audience! For a moment, there was a silence here, like a grave.

This scene is very strange.

A man quickly stepped forward and reported: "Young Lord, Bailang is already on the road, and it is estimated that he will arrive at the battlefield in five minutes!"

“Okay, very good.”

Upon hearing this, Lang Yi laughed wildly: "Hehe, Lin Feng, enjoy the last five minutes of your life."

He paused and said viciously: "Five minutes later, hell will come, and I will let you taste the cruelest torture in this world!"

"Of course, I won't let you die so easily. I will let you watch your relatives and friends kneel on the ground like a dog, licking my shoes, begging me for forgiveness, and finally being humiliated and tortured, causing you to die in despair and regret-" Lang Yi's eyes were crazy and said, "Hehe, Lin Feng, what do you think of the script you designed?"

Lin Feng spat out a mouthful of smoke, looked up slightly, glanced at Lang Yi with a calm expression, and said, "Sorry, I have a script here, which is much simpler than yours, only - eight words -" Bailang died tragically, and Xumang wrapped his body.

As soon as he finished speaking, an executive in the hotel rolled and crawled in.

"Mr. Lang, wine, at the entrance of the hotel, there were a hundred strange coffins out of thin air-" The executive's voice trembled, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, his expression was panic, as if he was a ghost, and his spine was cold.

When the executives remembered that strange scene, they shivered and their hair was slim.

In the blink of an eye, there were a hundred coffins at the entrance of the hotel. No one saw how they came from it. It was like falling from the sky and transforming out of thin air. It was neatly arranged at the entrance, ten from the horizontal and vertical lines, forming a square array.

The city is surrounded by hundreds of coffins! The most strange and terrifying thing is that the moment when the hundred coffins appear, the wind blew at the door, and the sound was like a ghost crying, which was very creepy, giving people a terrifying atmosphere.

[Bayi Chinese website    www.zw-du.me] What's even more weird is that there seems to be something wrong with the circuit and light around the door, and it's a bit light and dark, and the ghostly spirit is so strong that it seems to be coming to the underworld, which can scare people to death.

"Strange coffin?"

Lang Yi frowned.

"Mr. Lang, it's not an ordinary wooden coffin, it's like it's woven with straw-" the executive said tremblingly.

Humang Coffin?

Many people are curious about what the Xumang Coffin looks like?

I couldn't help but go forward and through the window, I saw a hundred blue-black bearded coffins at the entrance of the hotel, neatly lined up with a "luxury" lineup.

Around the surroundings, the lights flickered and ghostly aura was filled with ghost energy. I heard a gust of wind, and it seemed like I heard the sound of ghost crying. My hair stood up. I couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning, my spine became cold, and my eyes showed a look of fear.

For a moment, everyone looked at Lin Feng with a serious expression, awe-inspiring eyes, and indescribable shock.

The Xumang Coffin really appeared, or was it a hundred people?

It seems that he—it’s really not just talking?
Chapter completed!