On the West Lake, the ice shattered, and cracks of hand-like thickness spread across the ice layer. Then the entire ice layer began to collapse at this moment, and the lake water flowed backwards, causing countless splashes!

Wu Qianjue held a cigar in his mouth, without stopping, and slowly walked towards the distance with a few flashes. In an instant, he disappeared from people's sight, as if he had never appeared.

As he said, the decisive battle in West Lake has completely ended.

"Is this...this ended?"

"Wu Qianjue won with absolute power."

"Is Lan Feng dead?"

"Let's go, Lan Feng is dead! The Battle of West Lake is over!"

"Although Lan Feng is powerful, spiritual, martial and flesh cultivation, he is a martial arts genius who has ever encountered once in a century! However, after all, he is still superior in martial arts skills and wins with absolute strength."

"If Lan Feng is given another ten years, the God of Martial Arts may not be his opponent, but now everything is over. He is defeated, because of his age!"

Looking at the gradually disappearing Wu Qianjue and looking at the collapsed and collapsed lake, the people present were shocked. After being shocked, they gradually came to their senses, and a sound of sighing came from their mouths.

The originally crowded West Lake gradually became deserted as the decisive battle of West Lake ended, and the people who came to watch gradually began to disperse...

"Pudong!"

Wang Xiaoshuai, Chu Nan, Sniper God Shitian and others looked at each other, nodded, and then quickly jumped into the lake to find Lan Feng's figure.

"Click..."

At the bottom of West Lake, Lan Feng, who had been frozen into an ice sculpture, closed his eyes and sank to the bottom of the lake. A large amount of blood and energy spread out from his body and impacted the ice, causing cracks to emerge from the ice that had frozen him.

"boom!"

Lan Feng's eyes sterned, and the violent dragon energy burst out in his body, completely shattering the ice into powder, and he also resumed his movements at this moment.

"Puff..."

However, Lan Feng had just broken free from the blockade of the ice, and the powerful sequelae caused by the use of the mad transformation came back at this moment, causing a mouthful of black and bright red to spray out his mouth, and a pale color appeared on his sealed face.

Although he finally broke the ice realm of the God of Martial God, when he fell into the lake, he no longer used the mad transformation, causing his body to suffer a certain backlash.

However, at this moment, a strong sense of crisis caused Lan Feng's face to change. Without thinking, he moved his body to the side.

The moment Lan Feng moved out of his body, a sharp military spear that made him familiar with passed through his eyes, and a military green figure appeared in Lan Feng's sight.

This is a man with a sharp murderous aura all over his body. He is about 1.86 meters tall. He is a little thin. He wears a silver grimace mask and cannot see his face clearly. He holds a sharp military sting with a unique shape in his hand, giving people the feeling of a ghost killer walking out of hell.

Especially the sharp military stent in his hand, it was particularly conspicuous and eye-catching.

The military stud is dark green, about one foot long, in the shape of a Mitsubishi, extremely sharp, and can easily cut anything. There are six grooves in the middle of its stud, and a skull is printed on the handle, which gives people a particularly cold feeling, making people shudder involuntarily when they look at it.

Looking at the man, Lan Feng's brows couldn't help but frown together. When his eyes fell on the military spear on the man's hand, Lan Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and a strong look of astonishment appeared on his face. An incredible voice came from his mouth: "Sacred Temple Shadow Sword?"

The Shadow Sprig of the Temple, once a melee weapon of the ghost of the Dragon Sprig special forces member, was created by the weapon master Molin. Although its destructiveness is not as powerful as the Dragon Sprig, it can increase people's speed and perception. It is extremely precious. It is the king of assassination weapons, accompanying the ghosts to fight in the south and north, and I don't know how many enemies they have killed.

This weapon, which should have been lost in that fierce battle, now appeared in the hands of a strange man and appeared in Lan Feng's sight. How could Lan Feng not be shocked and excited?

The appearance of the Ice White Tiger made Lan Feng see the news that Chu Nan was not dead. Now the appearance of the Holy Temple Shadow Thorn also proves that the ghost is not dead?

"ghost?"

Lan Feng stared blankly at the man wearing a silver skeleton ghost mask in front of him, clenched his palms, and a trembling voice came from his mouth.

However, the answer to Lan Feng was the man holding the sacred temple shadow and attacking the extremely sharp attack and assassination.

"Swish..."

The sharp temple shadow sting was shooting towards Lan Feng with a cold murderous intent. The speed was as fast as lightning, which made Lan Feng come back to his senses quickly, and his body moved to the side, avoiding the attack of the temple shadow sting. At the same time, his arm trembled, and a powerful force burst into his fist and smashed towards the man's chest.

"Bang!"

Seeing this, the man had no intention of dodging at all. His body burst out and he raised his chest. His left hand also clenched his fist and smashed it out towards Lan Feng's chest.

The dull collision sounded, and the two of them were hit by powerful forces at the same time. The terrible energy spread out from the fists of both sides, shaking their bodies backwards.

The powerful force rushed into Lan Feng's body, causing his face to turn pale, and a mouthful of bright red blood sprayed out of his mouth.

When he fought with Wu Qianjue, he used the Crazy Demon Transformation, and was eventually injured by Wu Qianjue's ice field. The cold air entered his body, and coupled with the powerful sequelae of the Crazy Demon Transformation, the power he could use in his body was limited, and the combat power he could exert was less than 30% of his peak period.

The collision of this punch undoubtedly aggravated the injuries in Lan Feng's body, making him extremely uncomfortable.

On the other hand, the man with the silver skeleton ghost face had no effect. He seemed to have no feeling at all at the attack of Lan Feng. He rushed out at Lan Feng again, and a terrible energy burst out on his fist. A huge skeleton ghost face formed on his fist, carrying a terrible power and headed straight to Lan Feng's face.

"Long Yan Qi shield!"

In just a moment, his extremely powerful attack came suddenly, making Lan Feng unable to dodge, and could only quickly use the energy in his body to support the Dragon Flame Qi shield.

"Bang! Crack!"
Chapter completed!