crazy system

boom.

Feng Xin stumbled back. He didn't even see clearly how Feng Lin exerted his strength and how he attacked. Just such a simple touch had already shaken him out.

What kind of power is this?

Feng Xin looked at Feng Lin in disbelief. Feng Lin's fingers were slightly open. There was still a spiritual energy undulating slightly on his palm, just like the beating of a heart.

"Heart Seal Fist." Feng Lin smiled and said, "This is my own technique. How about it? It's not bad..."

"Go to hell."

Feng Xin's pupils shrank slightly. The expression on his face suddenly became ferocious. A roar like a tsunami broke out from his mouth.

"I won't lose." Feng Xin looked at Feng Lin and roared to the sky: "I will never lose. I will definitely kill you."

Speaking of this, Feng Xin seemed to have gone crazy. He rushed towards Feng Lin crazily.

His attacks no longer had any structure. There were no tricks. There were no techniques. It was just pure power. He madly vented the power in his body. He wanted to vent. Madly vent to kill Feng Lin.

The real energy was suddenly flowing around the arena, creating a very dazzling scene.

Xiao Shaoyun couldn't help but sigh slightly when he saw this. Then he slowly closed his eyes.

If you want to extinguish your anger, you must first get rid of your madness.

Feng Xin is doomed.

Facing Feng Xin's attack, Feng Lin still had a faint smile on his face. He moved his body slightly and easily avoided the priest's attack. One was violent, the other was indifferent.

Two completely different artistic conceptions. Now even a child who knows nothing about martial arts can see it. Feng Lin will definitely win.

"Feng Lin, how can you dodge? If you have the ability to confront me head-on, come on." Feng Xin roared crazily. Both of his eyes turned red. He needed a head-on fight. He needed pain and he needed madness. Even death.

"As you wish." A faint smile bloomed on Feng Lin's face.

boom.

The moment Feng Lin's voice fell, Feng Xin's fist had already arrived in front of Feng Lin. The huge fist tore through the void, causing a terrifying sound of sonic boom, as if it was about to tear the sky apart. generally.

Compared to Feng Xin's movements, Feng Lin's movements were simple: raising his hand, making a fist, and attacking.

There is no amazing momentum or terrible visual impact. It is just such a simple action. However, this simple action contains huge energy.

Click.

Feng Xin suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. Suddenly he found that his arm had twisted strangely. A simple punch had actually broken his arm. He could clearly feel that his arm was broken from the bones. Completely broken.

The entire arm was broken into a V. He clearly heard the sound of broken bones and clearly felt the terrifying power. "Even if I am so strong, I can't compete with him."

Even after absorbing four generations of potions, he is still no match for him. What a terrifying guy he is.

"It's impossible."

Feng Xin let out an angry roar. His body turned around and his whole body exploded with unparalleled speed. He flashed behind Feng Lin. At the same time, his right foot swiped down hard towards the back of Feng Lin's neck like a big slashing knife.

Feng Lin just smiled calmly and then moved slowly.

He moved very slowly, turned around, and then slightly spread his fingers to grab Feng Xin's ankle.

Snap.

Feng Xin suddenly felt as if his ankle was pinched by iron pliers. If it were an ordinary iron pliers, he wouldn't care at all as long as he moved. No matter how powerful the iron pliers were, they would be scrapped.

However, this is Feng Lin's hand. It is not an iron pliers, but it is hundreds of times harder than iron pliers.

Suddenly, Feng Xin felt a sharp pain in his ankle. He felt that Feng Lin's fingers had dug deeply into his muscles. The sharp nails had even pierced into his bones. .

Click. Click.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from all the bones in Feng Lin's body. The whole arm seemed to turn into a slender fishing line. Then he swung it hard, as if he was fishing.

Boom.

With a forceful throw, Feng Xin's body shot straight towards the ground like a rocket launcher and hit the ring directly.

Suddenly, countless zhenqi fluctuations spread from the ring to the surroundings. Feng Xin, who fell to the ground, opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

strength.

Tyrannical strength.

Feng Xin reluctantly stood up. He only felt a sharp pain coming from his ankle. There were four deep finger prints on it, and blood was pouring out from it. Moreover, he also felt keenly at the same time. His internal organs were also oozing with blood from the shock just now.

It was just a move. He was already seriously injured

Feng Xin's heart was filled with despair. He wanted to continue fighting. However, his body no longer allowed it. The bones of his ankle were injured. He was unable to explode at his fastest speed. His internal organs were bleeding. He did not dare to encourage his own energy and blood. If you are not careful, you may crush your internal organs into pieces.

Feng Xin also took the 4th generation potion and had strong vitality. If it had been anyone else with such an injury, he would have been dead long ago.

'No. I can still fight.'

Feng Xin roared crazily in his heart. However, he knew that he had no possibility of winning. Feng Lin's power completely exceeded his imagination. He had no power to fight back in front of him.

The soles of Feng Lin's feet moved slightly. His whole body seemed to have changed. He suddenly appeared in front of Feng Xin. Then he pushed it out gently with both hands. It was calm and without a trace of fireworks. His palms were aimed at the priest's chest. The force was slight. vomit.

There is no overwhelming power. There is no momentum like a mountain collapsing. It is just a simple push. The wind is calm and the clouds are light. There is no fireworks at all.

Feng Xin completely saw Feng Lin's movements, but did not move. He wanted to move. However, the moment Feng Lin came to him, he felt as if his body was being oppressed by a whole mountain. Unable to move, he could only watch helplessly as Feng Lin rushed in front of him.

Then, Feng Xin felt as if his sternum was made of paper. It was cracking inch by inch. The flowing blood seemed to have completely stopped flowing at this moment.

The force advanced inch by inch, shattering the bones, and then spread bit by bit, spreading to the internal organs.

boom.

On the spot, Feng Xin felt that his internal organs were blown to pieces.

Wow.

Feng Xin opened his mouth. A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably. His whole body was shot out like a cannonball. A shocking blood stain was left on the ground.

Blood flowed and instantly dyed the arena red.

Must die.

At this moment, Feng Xin didn't even have any thoughts of despair anymore.

"So strong." Feng Xin said intermittently: "Good. Feng. Feng Lin. You. You are really good. Compared to anyone in the sect. Stronger than everyone participating in this year's competition. Yours God, talent, incomparable, incomparable.”

Feng Xin's voice was intermittent. Every word he spoke seemed to take a lot of effort. After he finished speaking, he coughed again and vomited out the fragments of his internal organs.