Chapter 1098 (1/2)

One shot!

Just one shot.

”Boom!” the Amethyst gun burst out completely, and burst at the moment it penetrated the body of the electric gun.

ashes to ashes!

Just now, the powerful electricity disappeared in a short moment. In front of the newborn Lin Feng, he is as fragile as a baby, but it's no wonder that he is. Just as the gap between Lin Feng and his strength is like a natural moat, now his strength and Lin Feng's strength are the same day by day.

In particular, as the source energy of gold, the strength is more clear.

The electricity is overcome by Lin Feng!

The golden light is bright and the explosion of Qi reflects Lin Feng's figure, holding an amethyst gun as tall as the sky.

Looking up at the high forest wind, Jin Ji was like suffocation.

He was completely shocked.

Too strong!

The strength of Lin Feng made his hair stand on end, even his spine was cold.

How powerful and terrifying it is to kill the ancient strongman ”Dianyu” with one shot! You know, just now, Fengming and Lin Feng were defeated by one enemy and two without damage, but the situation is changing rapidly, which is completely beyond imagination.

Isn't this an illusion?

Jin Ji shook his head hard and couldn't believe it.

…

He's dead.

The forest wind was suspended in the air, and his head was roaring.

New hatred and old hatred are mixed. The events of that year are replayed in my mind one by one, but I don't know how many times. My family is because of him, a scarred man with a dragon head ring. He is torn apart, his family is broken, his father is seriously injured, and he takes himself and his brother to seclusion.

Now

Finally came to an end.

”Pa!” Lin Feng opened his right hand and looked at the faucet ring in his hand.

This is made of a strange metal and should be quite valuable.

Being able to resist the power of his holy one shows that his material is good, which he has never seen before.

But

”It's not Xingbao. There's no energy fluctuation in this faucet ring.”

”But it's so valuable!”

After the impact, Lin Feng gradually calmed down.

Lightly pursed his lips, looked at the faucet ring, and his eyes flashed, ”no, I seem to have forgotten something.”

”It was not the ancient Qiang feng people who killed my family.”

”If this scarred man, what did he do? Did he have a grudge against my parents?”

”Or, is there still...”

Lin Feng frowned slightly.

This faucet ring reminds me of a lot.

Generally, this kind of valuable but ”useless” existence often belongs to ”Keepsake”, and the origin of this scarred man must be different. It seems that there are many secrets about what happened in those years. For example, his biological mother is still alive according to Feng Ming.

Heart, very messy!

Lin Feng's eyebrows lit up.

Yes, Fengming!

He must know the identity of the scar man.

Lin Fengmeng turned back, but his heart almost stopped beating.

No breath!

Feng Ming, dead.

”How could this happen?” Lin Feng couldn't believe it. Although he was seriously injured when he saved him just now, he still had a breath. Even if he was seriously injured, how could he die so suddenly with his holy strength? It's like a ”sudden death”. It's very strange.

WOW! The forest wind shines brightly.

His body flashed and suddenly appeared beside Feng Ming.

Looking at the proud Qiang Feng ancient strong man, Lin Feng tightened his heart and clenched his fist fiercely.

He's really dead.

His face was pale and his heart had stopped beating.

However, with a faint smile on his face, he died in peace.

”What happened, brother Jin?” Lin Feng looked at Jin Ji beside him, his eyes shining.

…

Bang!

Lin Feng knelt down on his knees.

Clenched his fists, his body trembled violently, and his heart seemed to be twisted into pieces.

Two lines of clear tears flow down from your eyes, pattering! Patter! Dripping on the ground, with deep pain and remorse.

Feng Ming, died for himself!

In order to save himself, he burned the power of life.

Perhaps his injury was not fatal, but the burning of life power burned out like a wick. All he did was to save himself, a ”clansman” who met only once, and a son he called ”sister Yazhu”.

”Sorry,” Lin Feng said hoarsely.

”Don't blame yourself, Lin Feng. It's not your fault.” Jin Ji said softly, looking at Fengming with admiration. ”I think the elder is very happy to go, because he finally saw a new you and proved that his sacrifice is worth it.”