Ze Feng can control the strong wind with every move. When he kicks out, the terrifying strong wind is like a wind blade. When it hits the opponent, the strong wind can also cut his body, just
Just the moment of contact, several blood stains appeared on the body.
And this god of the Blazing Emperor Clan is worthy of being the race with the strongest attack power among the Imperial Clan. He didn't care about Ze Feng's output against him at all. Instead, he held Ze Feng's thigh with his backhand and let out a loud roar, feeling a terrifying sense of power.
came, making Ze Feng suppress his blush.
"Damn it! You can still fight like this?!" You can't blame Ze Feng for yelling. He saw the Blazing Flame Emperor directly twisting Ze Feng's thigh. You could see that the flesh and blood were twisted and even oozing out blood.
beads.
Who wouldn’t be frightened after watching this?
"Get out of my way!" Ze Feng kicked out again, directly hitting the opponent's throat. The opponent made a choking sound, even though they were fighting in space.
But those delicate parts that are common to all races will still hurt when they should.
He let go of his hands, but the flames on his body directly wrapped around Ze Feng's body, burning crazily on his thighs.
Ze Feng was so painful that he broke out in cold sweat, but he had no intention of putting it out. Instead, he let the whirlwind carry the flames away and threw them directly into their crowd, burning their warriors.
Seeing that the imperial clan's eyes were about to burst, Ze Feng grinned: "Keep setting fires, let's see which of your soldiers will die more, or will you kill me first?"
The two of them fought together at close range again, and two turbulent energy elements swept across the battlefield.
On the other side, the gods of the Imperial Clan also appeared. There were not many gods of the Imperial Clan. This was beyond the expectations of the Twelve Matrix and the human race.
I thought that such a powerful race must have many gods, but there were surprisingly few. Of course, it was just that they seemed less compared to other invading civilizations.
But there are more than ten of them, and each one is extremely powerful.
If the previous human race god could single out two to three ordinary alien gods, then this imperial clan can also single out two or even three ordinary alien gods.
However, the number is limited. Among the Shadow Stars, the gods who have fought before are still injured, but this time they are also smart. They do not confront you head-on, but interfere with you from the side, and there is a wheel battle.
.
The reason why they had to go all out with the men in black robes of the Twelve Matrix before was because the opponent, as an Eternal, wanted to kill them. I am afraid that there are only three moves at most. If they still want to learn a wheel battle, slowly fight with the opponent.
If you consume it, if the opponent seizes an opportunity, you can kill them instantly.
But now, although this imperial clan is superior in strength at the same level, it is basically impossible to kill them quickly.
That's why we can fight in circles here.
As commander-in-chief, they would not ask these gods to fight with them, but felt that this was just right.
"Wait a minute, something is wrong! Ze Feng, be careful!" Suddenly, Zhao Hanzhi noticed a problem. On the monitoring instrument, the energy of an eternal strongman suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
Although it was only fleeting, this was the key point. Where did he hide his aura?
A strong ominous premonition surrounded Zhao Hanzhi's heart.
The next moment, a ray of fire shot up into the sky, followed by bright lights like stars that filled that battlefield.
"Boy, be careful about sneak attacks." Yan Feng's voice sounded, and his hand was blocking the attack of an emperor, who had a look of astonishment on his face.
"Hmph, the Youmang Imperial Clan?" Yan Feng snorted coldly.
"To be honest, among the nine invading civilizations, the one I dislike the most is your Youmang Imperial Clan, you dog-like things, get out of here!" A brilliant golden flame burst out from Yan Feng's body, directly blowing Youmang away.
The imperial clan was forced to retreat.
"On the battlefield back then, other than you sneaky guys, who else would be like the rats in the sewers and everyone would yell and beat them?"
On the frontal battlefield, no matter how they fight or how they die, it is actually the fate of a soldier, but what they hate the most is the Youmang Imperial Clan.
They are powerful, but despised by many civilizations.
Without him, they specifically select and kill strong men whose strength is lower than theirs, and take pleasure in doing so.
The Youmang Imperial Clan looked at Yan Feng and sneered: "On the battlefield, only killing is the right solution. As for methods, what does it matter?"
"That's okay, I'm here to kill your gods! Your warriors!" The three-legged golden crow behind Yan Feng suddenly appeared, then screamed, turned into a big sun, and rushed directly towards the nearest area.
Kill it.
In an instant, it was like a small nuclear bomb exploding, directly destroying enemies on the battlefield for several kilometers.
At least more than 30,000 troops were killed.
The Youmang Imperial Clan narrowed his eyes, and Yan Feng said disdainfully: "Why, are you only allowed to hunt, not me?"
"Okay!" After saying that, the Youmang Imperial Clan disappeared into the void, and a breath of aura fled away. This is their character. After encountering an enemy they find difficult to deal with, they will quickly escape from the battlefield.
to find other prey.
But don’t forget, what he is meeting now is the Golden Crow. Is the Golden Crow clan’s big day a joke?
Specialized in restraining these rats in the sewers, under Yan Feng's golden eyes, the Youmang Emperor had nowhere to escape.
"I want to see where you can run to!"
As he said that, a big sun appeared behind him again, and then he directly chased towards the Youmang Imperial Clan. Wherever he passed, Imperial Clan warriors were killed one after another. The number soared from tens of thousands to tens of thousands.
Hundreds of thousands, and soaring to hundreds of thousands.
Perhaps the Youmang Emperor received the order and did not choose to run. His pair of Youmang eyes looked at Yan Feng.
"Do you think I can't kill you?"
"Haha, you can give it a try then!" After saying this, Yan Fengqi stepped forward, a fist wrapped in fierce flames, and struck out with a furious sound.
Even space is distorted by it.
The Youmang Emperor's pupils shrank, and the short sword in his hand instantly drew dozens of sword lights, trying to block the punch.
But even when he saw the opponent's attack, Yan Feng had no intention of dodging. In an instant, more than ten knife marks appeared on his fist, and the blood that flowed out had a faint golden color.
"You want to see blood, right?" As soon as he finished speaking, the blood suddenly burst into flames, and with Yan Feng's punch, it directly touched the opponent's body.
Chapter completed!