Commanding Wind and Cloud

The last line of defense away from No. 1 Dou Xin was instantly overwhelmed, and there was no time to build a new line of defense. The broken iron-armed mantis fighting spirit had already been attached to No. 1 Dou Xin.

Boom! The vigorously lying body on the ground suddenly trembled, jumping up to a height of half a meter, the pores opened and glaring blood erupted, and the whole person completely turned into a blood man-like existence.

Really dying...? Momentum felt that the golden heart was going to be broken in an instant, and quickly recalled his short life in his mind. Although it was a short time, all the memories were extremely clear, and he recalled them bit by bit.

Father's tears, father's pride...

The glory of the bloodline of the Iron Arm Mantis...

The unstoppable rascal...

The perseverance of Burning Road Kuangge...

Checkfleet's grim...

A dull and honest coquette...

Uncle Mugui Wuxin's cunning and brutality...

The pungentness of Lucifer's flowing water...

Luo Qingqing's gentleness...

Gu Yue Jiaying's decisiveness and occasional gentleness...

Biluo's timidity...

Huang Quan's invincibility...

The kindness of Uncle Fabredis...

Bahuangwusheng's superciliousness...

Pan Hongji's kindness...

And damn Qian Zhanxuan's dominance...

Oh shit! I still have a lot of things to do, I just die like this, I am not reconciled...

The first Dou Xin's golden Dou Xin seemed to be completely shattered under the pressure, the severe pain even reached the point of numbness, he couldn't move a single finger, and couldn't even take out the hat that entered the endless world.

"From today onwards, you are my old Blake's apprentice."

"Motivation, come and try my mysterious potion."

"Idiot! Is the potion formulated like this?"

"If you win, I'll tell you."

"Inscription? It's actually very simple, it's just that you are too stupid."

The images of the endless world teachers flashed through my mind one by one...

Not reconciled...not reconciled...A picture once again flashed in Qian Jin's mind, among the tens of thousands of troops, the iron-armed praying mantis bloodline warrior who never stops, only knows to move forward!

The battle flag is flying! The drums don't stop! Keep going! Iron Arm is not invincible, but Iron Arm will never admit defeat!

boom! The broken iron-armed mantis fighting spirit was blown to pieces! The first golden fighting heart that was about to be crushed bounced back again, and the next moment it spun crazily itself, the power of the smashed iron-armed mantis bloodline fighting soul was no longer violent, as if it had found a feeling of home, it automatically flocked to the first golden fighting heart and the third fighting heart...

This is? The moment he was puzzled by his enthusiasm, an unexpected image flashed in his mind, it was... Wanyan Lifeng!

This descendant of the traitor of the Iron-armed Mantis bloodline unexpectedly stood among a field of flowers, smiling at him like a peaceful field of flowers among the stars.

That smile is full of warmth, that smile is full of happiness, that smile is full of relief!

This is? what happened? Looking at Wanyan Lifeng's smile with enthusiasm, Wanyan Lifeng's words rose in his mind.

"Young man, thank you..."

This is? Demon Fighting Double Cultivation! Dazed for a moment, Wanyan Lifeng turned out to be a demon fighter, but when he was fighting against him, he never used any magic, not even the additional magic.

This is memory transmission magic, a simple magic that just records what the dead person wanted to say before! A special magic of words that you don't want others to know.

Energetic stared blankly at Wanyan Lifeng in his mind, this iron-armed praying mantis warrior had a kind smile on his face, as if an elder was looking at a younger generation.

"Young man, thank you. You are really motivated, not a torrent flying mirror." Wanyan Lifeng's calm expression revealed the biggest secret of motivation: "I don't know who your so-called master is. But there are not many people who know the fighting skills of the blood of the Iron-armed Mantis. Among them, I have a relative who is a horse thief who happens to know."

Gan Jin blinked his eyes suddenly, and heard Wanyan Lifeng continue to say: "I know a secret that many people don't know. The person who killed my relative is called Gan Jin, and he took away the secret method of the bloodline fighting technique of the Iron Arm Mantis. I used to think that it would be useless for you to get it, because the power of the bloodline cannot be changed. But...you really used it."

"The moment I saw you using the Golden Slash, I knew you were motivated. Although I can't understand how you can use the fighting skills of the Iron Arm Mantis bloodline, I am very pleased. Your warrior way has the glory of my Iron Arm Mantis bloodline family."

"My ancestors made a very wrong decision." Wanyan Lifeng looked at the enthusiasm lightly: "If I was born in that era, I would stop my patriarch. No matter how wronged I was at that time, I shouldn't make the decision to betray my own race. But in fact, the Iron Arm Mantis bloodline is a traitor, and I am a descendant of a traitor."

"I've always wanted to do something. It's not that I haven't thought about going back to the Zhence Dynasty, but what's the point of going back?" Wanyan Lifeng smiled bitterly: "I once thought that if I can become a saint, or even awaken the sky, then I can try to kill the Great Demon King. Unfortunately, my aptitude is not good..."

"When I found out that the Seventh Prince had come into contact with a technology called undead, I was very worried." Wanyan Lifeng looked at Jin Jin: "This kind of thing is difficult to explain, and I can't explain it clearly for a while, but I just want you to know. Undead is really scary, you have to be careful about undead. But don't tell it, because no one will believe you."

"I used to think that I could stop the Seventh Prince, but I didn't expect that the Seventh Prince would use the undead technique to control me." Wanyan Lifeng smiled with relief: "Young man, thank you. Thank you for your knife, which made me free."

"I! I am a noble Iron-armed Mantis bloodline warrior! I have my own glory! How can I be a lackey of the demon clan! How can I be controlled by the undead forever!" Wanyan Lifeng's momentum suddenly changed, and he was more than ten times stronger than when he was fighting with Qi Jin: "Young man, I have nothing to give you. I will give you my broken Iron-armed Mantis Fighting Soul as a final gift."

"Hehe... Whether it is fighting spirit or fighting heart, it can be passed on. But it needs the inheritance of close relatives..." Wanyan Lifeng shrugged his shoulders: "I don't think I have any blood relationship with you, but you don't have the blood of the Iron Arm Mantis, but you can also use the fighting skills of the blood of the Iron Arm Mantis. Maybe you can accept my broken fighting spirit?"

"Young man, I hope you are lucky, because at the last moment when I was awake, I could only control half of my body. Those fighting skills were controlled by the undead and I penetrated into your body, and I really have enough power to kill you." Wanyan Lifeng's body gradually began to become blurred, as if it might disappear at any time.

"However, if you are lucky enough to receive my fighting spirit, then those fighting skills can be easily controlled by you, and will instead become a second gift for you."

"Of course, this requires you to first accept my broken fighting spirit who has no blood relationship with you."

"That's right! The basic premise of accepting the fighting spirit is that at least you have to unleash your ever-advancing warrior way and awaken the glory of the Iron-armed Mantis bloodline... Maybe you can succeed, but even if you can't succeed, it will leave your body and dissipate, so you won't be too busy blocking your two ends..."

The image of Wanyan Lifeng's body completely disappeared, and he stared blankly at the endless darkness with energy. This opponent...hadn't really exerted his full strength from the beginning!

This opponent knew his true identity from the very beginning!

This opponent knew that he would die in his hands, but he still resolutely chose to die in his hands.

This opponent... No! This fighter! This is a warrior with supreme glory!

"I... unexpectedly... killed a noble warrior... who was not a traitor..."

Jin Jin muttered to himself recalling Wanyan Lifeng's every move, wrong kill! I actually killed a soldier by mistake...

Unspeakable remorse, a heart full of motivation...

"Thank you... young man! You saved me from the power of the undead... You don't have to blame yourself."

Wanyan Lifeng's phantom appeared again, but soon disappeared without a trace again, as if he had never really appeared, but his unyielding undead spiritual imprint was deeply imprinted in Qian Jin's mind, and the first golden fighting heart in his body beat again.

With the beating of the golden fighting heart, Qian Jin felt as if a kind of power was calling him deep in his heart. It was an inexplicable touch, the blood of countless iron-armed praying mantis bloodline warriors was burning when they fought fiercely against the demons.

That broken fighting spirit was like a seed, deeply rooted in the first golden fighting heart.

This is? The enthusiasm is very unexpected, the fighting spirit and fighting heart have never existed without blood and cannot be truly passed on, and it has always been possible to pass on only when a person is in the prime of life and in the peak state of the body.

Today's Wanyan Lifeng is not in his prime, nor is he at his peak. It can even be said that he has gone downhill. He even believes that Wanyan Lifeng's ranking on the list of saints is not just what it is now.

Can't understand, can't explain! A part of the essence of Wanyan Lifeng's broken fighting spirit can indeed be rooted in the golden fighting heart under the condition of feeling the energy.

The raging gold-dividing continuous chopping, water-breaking and sea-cutting fighting skills stopped attacking in an instant, as if they had heard some summon, the power of this summon came from the broken fighting spirit in the heart of the first gold fighter.

The fighting skills of the Iron Arm Mantis bloodline poured into the first golden fighting heart for a moment, and the fierce impact seemed to be able to break the golden fighting heart at any time, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and let out a groan.

The power pouring into the first golden fighting heart quickly began to merge with the existing fighting skills. The two same gold-dividing and cutting-fighting sequences merged again, and the two fighting skills of breaking water and splitting waves also began to merge. The seal of cutting the sea directly formed a world of its own and began to rotate slowly.