Global Reincarnation: My Own Story Library

Lu Feng frowned. In the worst case, the top three are all special. They are very powerful. Except for Tong Mo, because he doesn't feel anything, everything doesn't matter, so it is difficult to break through the limit.

But both Heishamou and Yiwozuo have the potential to break through their limits. Like Guiwu Tsuji Wumiser, beheading is useless, only sunlight can kill them.

"You'd better die."

Lu Feng didn't hesitate, he still stood beside Hei Dead Mou. Although Hei Dead Mou grew a head again and his body changed, in fact, his injuries were not completely healed and he was still recovering.

So, Lu Feng took the opportunity to wave the Sun Wheel Sword in his hand again, and the head that He died Mu Xin grew out of was chopped off again.

"You are destined to have no chance of winning, because I have overcome death, and only sunlight can kill me." Hei Death Mou's body stood there, but it still hadn't decomposed.

"Overcome death? Don't be kidding, even if you overcome death, you're just a monster. You can't even reach a corner of your brother's clothes."

Lu Feng sneered, "Jiguo Yansheng, you are destined to be a loser."

Black Death Mou's real name is Jiguo Yansheng, the twin brother of Jiguo Yuanyi, and the heir to the Jiguo family of the samurai family.

The reason why he became an evil spirit is because he was jealous of his younger brother Jiguo Yuanyi's talent and strength. He has been chasing after him, trying to surpass Jiguo Yuanyi's dignity as an older brother, which is not surprising.

But he couldn't surpass it by any means, not even his stripes, his breathing came from his younger brother.

It's a desperate talent gap.

Except for Jiguoyuanyi, a swordsman who was born with stripes, the swordsman with stripes can only live to twenty-five years old.

Seeing the constant deaths of his fellow striped swordsmen, he couldn't do anything about it, because he would soon follow suit, not in battle, but in a natural way.

He couldn't accept it, couldn't accept the fact that he didn't have time to catch up with his younger brother, and couldn't accept his fall so early.

In the end, he met the ghost dance Tsuji Wumai, and under the easy bewitching of Wumai, he chose to become an evil ghost.

With an infinite life, he will have infinite time to hone his swordsmanship, and he will have the possibility to surpass Jiguo Yuanyi, the gifted younger brother, and he will regain his dignity as an older brother.

But the reality is cruel.

Decades later, on a blood moon night, when his brother was old and frail, they met again.

In the end, there was no accident. He was defeated, and he was defeated very thoroughly. Ji Guoyuan defeated him with one move.

If it wasn't for the devil's body, he would be dead.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan made that knife, he passed away, and he would never be able to surpass his younger brother.

In fact, even if Jiguoyuan did not die of old age, and given him a few hundred years, he would not be able to surpass it.

That night made Jiguo Yansheng, his brother, unforgettable. Shame and despair have accompanied him until now.

"Even if you become a ghost, you can't surpass your brother. How long do you have to deceive yourself? You become a ghost only because you are afraid of death. You are not for lofty ideas, not for your own dignity. ."

Lu Feng said.

"Enough, I don't know why you know my name, what do you understand? I said, I will not lose, I have overcome death, you are doomed to fail." Hei Death Mou's head grew out again, suddenly yelled.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, look at yourself, what are you?" Lu Feng kicked the ground, and Hei Dead Mou's first reborn head was kicked into the air like a ball.

"You're just a monster who is nothing. You could at least be on par with your brother before. Although you're not as strong as him, you're at least a little weaker than him. You've become a ghost, have you ever defeated him?"

Lu Feng said loudly: "No, you are still not as good as your brother, you are nothing, don't talk to me about dignity, just like you, how can you still have the dignity as a brother, now you are just a pitiful moth. "

"That's not me, it's not me." Seeing the ugly head in the sky, Hei Death Mou suddenly roared in his heart.

"That's you, stop fooling yourself."

"Your brother is a swordsman who can defeat Wumei. Can you do it? You are just a dog under Wumei, and you don't even have the ability to resist your master. You become an evil spirit, you are just afraid of death."

Lu Feng kept talking, and it could be said that he punished his heart with every sentence.

"No, no, no, no." Hei Dead Mou's voice became lower and lower.

"You should die with peace of mind. If you stay in this world, you will only become more and more ugly, more and more embarrassed, and more and more despised by the world."

Lu Feng once again swung out the Sun Wheel Sabre and chopped Hei Dead Mou's head off again.

Then, his knife didn't stop, he kept slashing out, and his speed was so fast~www.NovelMTL.com~ that would not give Black Death Mou any chance to continue to recover.

In an instant, Black Death Mou was broken down into several paragraphs.

"This is the last time. If he is not dead, then kill him with daylight."

There was nothing Lu Feng could do. In such a situation, only the daytime could solve everything. Although the daytime is used here, it is estimated that you should not expect to kill without misery.

The aborigines would not understand what the daytime move was, but they would classify it as a breathing technique, and still know that it was a demon killer.

But Black Death Mou finally did not recover, the body fragments on the ground began to disintegrate, and a treasure chest appeared in a moment, still made of iron.

Lu Feng's words should still play a role.

"It's also a poor person. He didn't get anything until he died. The so-called sharpening of swordsmanship, the so-called surpassing his brother and becoming an evil spirit, it feels just a kind of obsession and self-narcotics."

Lu Feng shook his head and looked at the battle between Yiwozuo and Yueyingshan.

Yue Yingshan was struggling, her lower abdomen was injured and blood was flowing, but Yi Wozu didn't seem to get any benefit. Her feet were frozen and one arm was broken, but Yi Wozu would recover soon.

"She's still a little patient."

Lu Feng didn't have time to pick up the treasure chest, so he went to the battlefield over there.

Although Yue Yingshan has not yet lost, she obviously consumes a lot of money. With her current appearance, the props should be consumed almost. Once the props are gone, she basically can't hold on anymore.

"Behind."

Yi Wozu's perception and speed were also very fast. He suddenly found Lu Feng coming from behind. The freezing under his feet could not completely trap him. A kick in the back.

Destroy the foot-killing style and fly around the star thousand wheels.