Gao Wu Arrives

In the Lei Prison, the five Gods of War who fought Lin Feng noticed this scene and learned that someone was running away while they were fighting hard.

This makes them quite angry.

Like a war **** from Lingxiaozong, the blood surged up, his face flushed and his neck was thick, but the next moment, Lin Feng blasted his fist, and his fist exploded in his chest. There were thousands of lightning flashes, and he flew all of a sudden. Go out, coughing up blood.

At this moment, he no longer dared to be distracted.

However, the matter has come to this point, and the other four war gods have also felt cautious in their hearts. Because they have basically understood that they are not Lin Feng's opponents, if they continue, they will not win the victory, but will bleed in vain and die here.

"escape!"

The four of them were quite decisive. Without any discussion, they turned their heads and left when they saw Lin Feng slaughter the God of War of the Lingxiao Sect.

"you!"

The war **** of the Lingxiaozong was stunned. He never expected that his comrades who had fought side by side the previous moment would abandon him without hesitation.

He almost spurted blood.

If possible, he would curse loudly, cursing these people for having to die well.

But the fact is that he has no chance to speak at all, Lin Feng is here to kill, and the offensive is too fierce, making him difficult to parry!

Thunder one after another, slapped and crackled, even if he was blocked by battle armor, it was still very detrimental to him.

"boom!"

After fighting with no more than ten strokes, the war **** of the Lingxiaozong died. Lin Feng slashed his head. A large amount of blood spurted from his neck, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

He stared hard, his eyes widened.

Lin Feng didn't take a second look at him, his figure shook, and wisps of thunder light appeared. He took a step and disappeared in place, moving like thunder.

Those masters of the God of War are not ordinary people, and each breath can be close to a thousand meters away. The dozen or so breaths that have just been played against have caused this group of people to run far away.

Because of Zhao Weixin, Wan Peng, and Lu Daoyuan, the **** of war Lu Xuanyi, who belonged to Jiuxing Peak, the **** of war Hu Tianxing of Ziyun Sect, and the **** of war Nie Fengqun of Zhenyuezong did not directly escape from the thunder prison.

They fought against Xiao Zilong and Fang Jing and forced them back.

When they rescued the three of Zhao Weixin, Lin Feng had already beheaded the war **** of the Lingxiaozong, and was rushing over there with a murderous aura.

"Leave me alone, let's go, little uncle!" Zhao Weixin shouted at Lu Xuanyi with despair in his eyes.

He knew that if the delay continued, they would all die, and no one would be able to leave here alive.

Because Lin Feng is really terrifying, even though he and Lu Xuanyi are both practitioners of the God of War realm, the combat effectiveness of both sides is not at the same level at all.

Earlier, none of the ten people could win Lin Feng.

If you fight alone, the result will be even worse, like the war **** of the Lingxiaozong, he will be beheaded if he can't take a few breaths.

At the same time, Ziyun Sect, Wan Peng and Lu Daoyuan of Zhenyue Sect were also desperate and let the God of War of their own sect leave first.

"reform......"

Lu Xuanyi looked at Zhao Weixin with a struggling color in his eyes, but in the end, looking at Lin Feng who was approaching quickly, he sighed decadently, and finally took a deep look at his nephew, then turned and left.

"Let's go, even if you take me, I may not be able to walk out of the border. At this time, I was seriously injured. The thunder light at the border was enough to kill me..." Wan Peng and Lu Daoyuan said bitterly.