That old and heavy voice seemed to ring directly in everyone's mind.
Zhao Mingtang's legs went weak and he almost lost his balance.
The four generals behind him turned pale, and two of them were already holding on to the wall.
"Song... Song Guolao..."
Zhao Mingtang's lips were trembling and he couldn't say a complete title.
From an unknown distance, just one voice made everyone present Martial Saint breathless.
In the conference room, the air seemed to solidify into substance.
Cracks began to appear on the wall and expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
That pressure seems to be crushing everyone.
Except Duan Hongyuan and Lin Feng.
Duan Hongyuan takes the lead.
He stood up from the chair, the blood in his body boiling at this moment.
A pure golden aura spread out from his body, like an invisible wall, forcefully pushing back the crushing pressure of Song Henian.
"Old Man Song, you are so old, but you still like to bully your juniors from thousands of miles away?"
Duan Hongyuan's voice is not loud, but every word carries the confidence of Martial Emperor.
Two invisible auras collided in the small conference room.
Click!
Space begins to distort.
The tables, chairs, and walls in the conference room turned into dust silently under the squeeze of the two forces.
"Duan Hongyuan."
Song Henian's voice sounded again, this time with a hint of coldness.
"You have been depleted of energy and blood before, and you still dare to challenge me?"
The voice fell.
The space directly above the conference room suddenly tore open a dark Rift.
Chaos Spatial Turbulence emerged from Rift, and a figure stepped out slowly.
The appearance is the same as Song Henian, wearing a dark red robe and with a haggard face.
But those eyes were strange, filled with blood.
His aura is as strong as the second stage of Martial Emperor.
"Blood Curse Incarnation."
Duan Hongyuan stared at the figure, frowning, he turned his head and said something quickly to Lin Feng.
"This old guy has practiced evil Kung Fu, and his Kung Fu method is more like Eastern Isle. Be careful."
Zhao Mingtang Seeing the "real body" coming, the fear on his face was instantly replaced by ecstasy.
He turned around suddenly, pointed at Duan Hongyuan and Lin Feng, and roared at the top of his lungs.
"The elder of the country is here in person! All Nanjiang officers and soldiers obey orders!"
"Take down these two traitors! Live or die!"
In Command Center, all Nanjiang elites turned their guns at the same time.
The black Spirit Energy Cannon tubes were all aimed at Duan Hongyuan and Lin Feng standing in the center.
The Blood Curse Incarnation in the sky moved.
He raised a dry finger and pointed towards Lin Feng from a distance of more than ten meters.
There is no noticeable sound.
But Lin Feng's mental power captured it.
An invisible finger force composed of pure blood essence and murderous intent penetrated the space and directly blocked all his escape routes.
This point is inevitable.
Duan Hongyuan moved first.
He took a step forward and stood in front of Lin Feng.
"Dragon Abyss!"
The sword is unsheathed and the sound of the sword is clear and clear.
Duan Hongyuan flicked his wrist, Dragon Abyss Sword's sword tip drew a circle in front of him, and the domineering sword gang condensed into a shield, lying horizontally in front of the two of them.
The finger strength is here.
Hitting the sword and shield.
Boom!
The golden sword and shield shook violently for a second.
The next moment.
Bang!
There was a crack in the middle of the sword and shield.
Duan Hongyuan's body shook violently and he took half a step back.
Lin Feng supported his figure.
He could feel that the energy and blood fluctuations in Duan Hongyuan's body instantly weakened a lot.
It seems that the last deficit has not been fully recovered.
"Old thing..."
Lin Feng raised his head and looked at the Blood Curse Incarnation in the air, the temperature in his eyes dropped to freezing point.
He pushed Duan Hongyuan back and took a step forward.
"Dare you touch my people?"
Anger exploded in his chest.
Lin Feng No more nonsense.
All the energy and blood of Martial Saint Sixth Stage were drawn out without reservation at this moment and poured crazily into Star Dragon World-Extinguishing Spear.
The dragon-shaped Array Pattern on the gun body all lit up, and Platinum Dragon Flame spurted out from the tip of the gun, burning the surrounding air into distortion.
Blood Curse Incarnation looked at the surge of aura on Lin Feng, with a trace of disdain on his face.
He raised his finger again, preparing to launch the second blow.
But Lin Feng didn't give him this chance.
Lin Feng's gun moved.
But the target is not Blood Curse Incarnation.
He saw through it.
The power of this incarnation is not generated out of thin air, but is continuously transported from the ontology thousands of miles away through a certain space node.
That node is three meters behind and to the left of the avatar.
A point of spatial distortion that is almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
"Break it for me!"
Lin Feng shouted loudly, and the tip of the spear thrust out.
The gun body, with the power to tear everything apart, stabbed hard at that space node.
Click!
A crisp sound sounded in the air.
In mid-air, Blood Curse Incarnation was about to send out the second finger, but stopped.
The blood on his body Gale Qi began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his figure became illusory.
Energy transmission was forcibly interrupted.
"How... possible?!"
The Avatar's face showed surprise for the first time.
Lin Feng didn't give him time to be surprised.
He seized this golden opportunity.
"Death!"
Star Dragon World-Extinguishing Spear's spear tip erupted with dazzling white light.
Although it was just a full thrust from Martial Saint Sixth Stage.
But this stab is enough.
The tip of the gun penetrated Blood Curse Incarnation's chest, which began to become unreal.
Platinum Dragon Flame surged out from the tip of the spear, burning the body made of condensed blood and essence.
"Ah--!"
The incarnation let out a miserable howl, and its entire body quickly dissipated in the flames.
Before it was completely turned into ashes, Song Henian's murderous voice came from the air again.
"Lin Feng! Duan Hongyuan!"
"When my true form comes to Nanjiang, I will destroy both of you Divine Soul!"
The sound dissipates.
The incarnation also completely disappeared.
In the conference room, silence returned.
Zhao Mingtang and the Nanjiang generals stared blankly at the scene in front of them, their minds completely shut down.
The old man's Blood Curse Incarnation.
The combat power of Martial Emperor's second stage.
Just... gone?
Lin Feng is holding a long gun, and the Platinum Dragon Flame on the tip of the gun is still beating, reflecting his cold face.
He slowly turned his head and looked around at the Nanjiang soldiers in the conference room who were still holding their guns.
"Now."
His voice was very soft, but it made everyone present feel frightened.
"Who wants to stop me?"