Snow Moon, the Longshan Empire came, the Tianfeng Seven made the snowy month, but in the royal night banquet, Lin Feng was insulted by one by one, and even obliterated the two.

In the dark night of the day, the 18 Xuanwu strongmen arranged to kill Lin Feng, but the whole army was annihilated. Together with the confrontation on the Xiangjiang River on the full moon night, the entire imperial city seemed to be affected by an undercurrent. Can't see, but everyone understands that this undercurrent is fierce and may break out at any time.

Outside the imperial city, a few hundred thousand miles away, but also a shocking event happened, the square of the land is boiling, but the news is not so fast into the imperial city.

On this day, the strongest force in the snow month, Yu Yuezong, suffered a disaster.

Lu Yuezong, in the last few days of the full moon night, the Xiangjiang Lake, the master of the Zongmen, Chu Qing, and the strongest genius Dapeng son were killed by Lin Feng alone, and the 皓月宗群龙 has no head, a plate of scattered sand.

On this day, over 10,000 rides, riding a red-blooded horse, and entering the sacred month of the sacred month, wherever the blood flowed into the river and destroyed the door, this tens of thousands of blood-iron rides, the annihilation of the moon, and uprooted.

Except for some people who were outside and those who escaped, the rest of the moon was killed. The whole month of the moon, the blood flowed into the river, and the screams of the killing continued for a long time to calm down.

At dusk, the black crows and the wild eagle hovered over the moon, and occasionally drafted, using the sharp mouth to smash the rotted body, an endless sense of desolateness spread.

Remnant yang, like blood!

At this point, the killing iron ride has gone far away. In the mountain where the moon is in the middle of the mountain, there is a figure standing there, watching the blood flowing into the river and the bleakness of the corpse, only to feel the heart straight into the depths of the soul. chill.

This is the world of martial arts. Blood donation is to pay for blood. Of course, they know who the iron ride is. Red blood iron rides, Yangzhou City leads Lin Feng, and Lin Feng, once a Yunhaizong disciple, was involved in the same year. Over the sea of ​​clouds, the same murder of Yunhai Zong corpses across the wild, blood flowing into the river.

Lin Feng, debt collection.

The talented disciples of Yunhaizong in the past have now become famous for their snowy moons. Of course, they must use blood, but the hatred of baptism once, and the moon will never be the last sect to be destroyed. Perhaps this is only the beginning.

The facts are just as they think, the moon will not be the last one, it is just the beginning.

In the Yunhai Mountains, which are thousands of miles away from the moon, the entire mountain range is full of people. All the exits of the mountains, except for the exit to the black wind ridges, are all sealed.

The red blood iron ride, the Fengyunhai Mountains, has lasted for seven days. On the 7th, the crowds on the main peak of the Yunhai Mountain Range are not allowed to leave. All of them must be sealed inside. Only the other peaks can be here. After leaving in seven days, after these seven days have passed, people have gone almost.

If you don't go, you die. Who dares to stay?

This iron ride is to avenge and kill people. Whoever touches his anger will die.

Around the mountains, the red blood iron ride quietly stayed there, his eyes calm, indifferent, uniform, but no sound.

Although some people have already walked out of the mountains, they have not left. They are watching this group of people in the distance. They want to see if this red blood horse ride really wants to make Yunhai Zong blood flow into a river.

At the moment, Yunhaizong, above the main peak, everyone was amazed, extremely uneasy, and fear continued to spread in the hearts of the crowd.

They have been under siege for seven days. They don't know what is waiting for their end. What they are about to face is probably a disaster.

No one is not afraid of death, but some people look at the light, some people look at it. When death really comes, it’s impossible to say no fear, especially when they know that death is getting closer and closer. I can't leave here, this kind of dead taste makes people crazy and desperate.

The people above the main peak are the people of Qiuyuezong, the people who have the snow-capped mountains, and the people of the Wanshen Gate and the Xueyue Holy House. They have divided the whole sea of ​​clouds and regard this as one of their bases. The mountain range of the beast and the cold windy mountains is still very tempting, and every sect is inserted in it.

But now, this mountain range is about to become a mountain of death, they want to go now.

, can't go away.

At this time, the crowds in the entire mountain range suddenly seemed to be mad, and fled toward the Yunyun Zong's Fengyun Canyon. The sound of the rolling iron ride rang and the sand was flying all over the sky.

Red blood iron ride, into the mountains, they, after seven days of siege, finally have to start?

Everyone is fleeing in one direction, or red blood riding, forcing everyone to go in one direction, in the Fengyunxia area in the center of the main peak, and the other eight sides are all trampled by the iron ride.

In the central Fengyunxia area, there are more and more people. Everyone looks around and finds that all of them are people. This makes their hearts more and more fearful. They certainly know that they are going to prison them and prison them here. In the Fengyun Gorge, then kill together.

But even if they know how it can be, it is not as good as the wind and canyon, the horror has been trampled on by the iron ride, they have no choice.

Finally, the vast canyon was occupied by the crowd. The entire canyon was full of people. He looked up and looked at the top of the canyon. The iron ride appeared there, and his eyes looked down.

On these iron riders, all bear the arrows, one by one indifferent, with iron and blood.

Many people's hearts are shaking and trembled, and this scene is similar.

At the beginning, the king of Sirius led several major sects of power to the sea of ​​clouds. The scene is not exactly the same as before. History seems to be repeating itself.

The crowd surrounded by the sky is still a red-blooded iron rider, but in the direction of the sky, the people trapped in the canyon are no longer the people of Yunhaizong, and those who let Yunhaizong fall.

A similar scene, but the opposite end, never expected the ending.

In the space, a silence, depression, and distance, accompanied by a whistling sound, soon, the crowd saw two figures in the void.

One person, one beast.

People, young and handsome, white fluttering.

The beast, the color of the red fire, the blue-winged wings, the murderous, fierce, terrible.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the figure in the void.

Scary monster, handsome young man.

However, the shock that the youth brought to the crowd was far stronger than the monster.

Lin Feng, coming back, riding on the terrible monster, revenge came.

Two or three years ago, it was only a disciple of Yunhaizong, a young man who had just stepped into the spirit of the martial arts. Today, he is high above, and is commanded by the governing state, the red blood princes, the commanding martial arts, and the horrible mysterious demon. He used to be a sect.

If Yun Haizong is still there, Lin Feng returns, and he is honored.

However, Zongmen is absent, leaving only the full hatred, Lin Feng returns, only for revenge.

Lin Feng's gaze did not look at the bottom, but looked at this familiar mountain range. The scenes of the past came to the forefront, but the time was gone. Yun Haizong left him with only the blood debt he had to bear, so that he could come back.

The eyes slowly turned, Lin Feng's eyes looked down, the canyon, Fengyun Gorge, which had been on foot for many times, and the high platform, the life and death.

Fengyunxia, ​​life and death, Lin Feng vaguely remembered that he stepped into it several times.

Nowadays, the old place has been revisited, but it has already been a thing of the past. Those familiar figures are gone, but he seems to be able to see Liu Fei’s pursuit of him, seeing the empty old face and the old man’s face. In sharp contrast to the smile.

Lin Feng's eyes swept to the crowd in the canyon, overlooking the bottom. Now these people, in the eyes of his Lin Feng, are all ants, just like many of them looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's palm, slowly lifted up, suddenly sounded in unison, the air of Xiao Xiao spread in the void, tens of thousands of arrows, all lifted up, facing the canyon.

The crowd's head in the canyon swayed constantly, his heart trembled, staring at the arrows, and their faces were all fear.

In this ruthless world, there is no kindness to the enemy, and blood should always be repaid with blood.

With the falling of the palm of Lin Feng, tens of thousands of arrows, out of the air, thousands of arrows!

Ps: Everyone, the number of flowers that can't afford to hurt, tears for flowers! !