The encirclement of thousands of warriors began to shrink slowly, and an invisible atmosphere of depression slowly emanated, filling this small space.
Huh! The Xuanjin Minggang Tortoise was constantly gasping for breath, and its thin eyes were filled with invisible terrifying flames, and he looked at the thousands of warriors around him fiercely.
Xiang Lingxiao sighed softly, his right finger, holding the ancient long sword, turned slightly white, and said with a plain expression: "Brother Ye, there is no need to be ruthless. They are ready for the price they may pay."
Ye Feng smiled faintly and said lightly: "Then let them pay the price they deserve!" Although the voice was small, it made people shudder.
Yu Fengwu gently bit her cherry lips without opening her mouth.
The three of them walked slowly forward, and their expressions remained extremely calm during the conversation, as if they did not take the thousands of warriors around them seriously.
"Go!"
A warrior roared first, raised his sword in his hand, kicked the ground suddenly, and rushed towards Ye Feng like a cannonball. A shiny sword light shook through the air, and the warrior's long sword slashed at Ye Feng.
Pulled by this warrior, the other warriors suddenly emitted red light, roared in unison, raised the weapons in their hands, and a faint fighting spirit lingered, rushed towards Ye Feng and his group quickly.
Thousands of warriors were fierce, and their terrifying aura seemed to be about to suppress the three people and two beasts in the middle.
"court death!"
A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and two syllables were spitting out of his mouth. His figure flashed slightly. His right hand stretched out like lightning, clasping his palm into a fist. A terrifying force burst out, and a punch was blown out, and the next shot hit the warrior who was rushing towards him.
Crack! With a crisp sound, the warrior's eyes were bulging like a toad. With a scream, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. His body looked at the back more quickly than when he came and bounced back.
Boom! The warrior's retreating figure hit the warriors who rushed from behind like shells. He screamed several times in a row, and his huge force strung them together like candied haws and all flew backwards.
With a slight avoidance of his body, he dodged the blood sprayed all over the sky, and Ye Feng continued to move forward with a calm expression.
Swish! A shiny cold light flashed in the air, sniff! The warrior who had just rushed over in front suddenly widened his eyes, stretched out his right hand in disbelief and covered his neck. Blood kept gushing out like a fountain in the gap between the five fingers of his right hand.
With a bang, the warrior fell straight toward the rear.
Bang! Yu Fengwu stretched out his slender right hand and gently patted a warrior who had just rushed in front of him. The terrifying strength of the first-level martial spirit burst out. The fighting spirit exhaled, and cracked! The terrifying fighting spirit broke the ribs on the warrior's chest, screamed and flew out, smashing down the warriors behind him.
The Xuanjin Ming Ghost Turtle roared, raised its huge slap, and suddenly waved it in the air. A terrifying water-blue crescent-shaped blade that spanned the air was about ten feet long appeared, emitting a tremendous and terrifying aura.
Whoosh! The front limbs of the Xuanjin Ming Ghost Turtle waved, and the terrifying water-blue crescent-shaped blade suddenly bombarded, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, appearing in front of the warrior in front of the right.
"I've tried my best!"
The first person to be hit was a first-level martial spirit. His eyes roared with a bloody roar, and he took the lead in lifting the big sword in his hand, and a blue light flashed on the blade.
"ah!"
Looking at such a huge and terrifying attack, the warriors roared at the same time, their eyes were covered with blood. They raised their weapons and burst out fighting spirit, and each launched an extremely fierce attack and bombarded the terrifying and huge crescent-shaped blade.
Bang!
With a violent collision, the air seemed to stagnate. With the terrifying crescent-shaped blade passing by, dozens of warriors' attacks were all like brilliant fireworks, and instantly annihilated.
A crisp sound, along with the initial martial spirit, all the dozens of warriors were cut in half by the terrifying water-blue crescent-shaped blade, and blood was sprayed out all over the ground.
The warriors behind couldn't help but tremble, and stopped at the same time, staring blankly at the scene ahead like the Shura hell.
"Go!" The warriors behind rushed up and surrounded the warriors in front and rushed towards Ye Feng and others.
Ye Feng advanced calmly, punching out violently with his punches and palms. The terrifying power bursting out of his body was completely beyond the reach of these ordinary scattered warriors.
Boom! Another punch was blowing a warrior away. Ye Feng took a heavy step, stretched out his left palm, and sealed the first-level martial artist in front of the left.
Crane! At the same time, the first-level martial artist smiled ferociously, and the long sword on his right hand slashed hard on Ye Feng's left shoulder. After tearing the black clothes, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded. The first-level martial artist suddenly glared at the long sword with a gap.
Bang! Ye Feng's palm was heavily imprinted on the chest of the early-level martial artist. The first-level martial artist screamed, and blood was gushing out of his mouth, and his body was instantly blown away.
Ye Feng was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, rushing into the group of warriors in front of him, without any avoidance, and hitting in with his terrifying and powerful body. The black clothes on his body were broken, but there was no scar on his body. The weapon slashed only a little white mark on Ye Feng's body, causing no damage to Ye Feng's body.
For Ye Feng, the fighting spirit attack of high-level martial artists can damage Ye Feng's body. As for warriors with cultivation below the high-level martial artists, Ye Feng ignored all their attacks, and punched and palmed them to blow out the warriors one by one, which was like killing one by one!
Yu Fengwu and Xiang Lingxiao on the left and right sides of Ye Feng were not willing to be outdone and took action one after another. Although they were not as strong as Ye Feng, these warriors and martial artists could not get through for a few rounds in the hands of the two of them. In an instant, they were knocked down by the two of them. Xiang Lingxiao was merciless. Every sword light lit up, it would ruthlessly take away a life. Yu Fengwu couldn't bear it, and his slender jade hand flew, and his palm lost the ability to fight.
The Xuanjin Nether Armor Turtle released its angry flames to the fullest, and the terrifying and huge sharp crescent blade was released, harvesting the lives of all the warriors in large areas.
Ah! The blood flowed from the ground, and all the warriors were red in their eyes, and they attacked Ye Feng and his group with red eyes.
Ye Feng frowned, and the mini-little golden dragon hung behind him, moving forward strongly, step by step, and the terrifying and violent force burst out, punching out one punch after another. Each punch was at a serious injury, and at a serious death, and almost all of the black clothes on the upper body were shattered.
In the formation, there was a place where the smoke was shrouded, Shangguan Tianming seemed to feel something. Turning his head, his eyes seemed to have passed through the smoke and saw the scene of Ye Feng and others.
"Damn it! There was a dragon!" Shangguan Tianming couldn't help but cursed fiercely, his eyes surrounded the formation again, and the cold light shot out: "I hope these people are enough! If I don't ruin my big business, I will definitely tear you into pieces! So what about Qingyun Sect and the Dragon Clan? It's useless to find me!" After that, Shangguan Tianming shook his sleeves and his figure slowly disappeared into the smoke.
Warriors could not resist Ye Feng and his group's attacks. Each attack was like a scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the warriors, just like moths flying into the fire. Although the warriors in front continued to fall, the warriors behind rushed forward with red eyes.
Blood on the earth gathered into a stream, and a large amount of blood was sprayed and splattered around, rendering the scene like the Shura hell, extremely bloody.
Crane! Finally, a warrior rushed into the group, most of them surrounding the Xuanjin Nether Armor Turtle, and slashed heavily on the Xuanjin Nether Armor Turtle with one sword and one sword. However, these attacks were completely painless for the Xuanjin Nether Armor Turtle. After a roar, a huge water-blue blade formed, reaping a piece of the life of the warrior again.
Yu Fengwu and Xiang Lingxiao also felt the pressure, and their attacks became more and more frequent. The surging fighting spirit filled the air, and the space seemed to be shocked.
In addition to facing the first-level martial spirits of high-level martial artists or above, Ye Feng, with his strong body, without using the power of the Dragon God Transformation, completely relying on the power of the physical body, he ruthlessly crushed the road ahead, and reaped life ruthlessly like a terrifying wilderness god of war.
Life seems particularly weak at this time, and life is ruthlessly harvested like grass.
"Ten steps left!"
Killing one person in one step, or even two people, Ye Feng was like an iron-blooded god of killing, with a slight cold light emitted from his eyes, and his eyes looked at the formation ten steps away.
"It's almost!"
Xiang Lingxiao's expression was plain, and a sword light flashed in the air, and a warrior fell down with difficulty covering his neck.
"It's finally coming soon!"
There was a hint of fatigue in Yu Fengwu's beautiful eyes. The first time she faced this terrifying scene made her feel sincerely powerless and couldn't bear to take action.
"Honest!"
Crane! The right hand blocked the long knife that was slashed in front of him with a strong force. Ye Feng turned around and smiled, stretched out his free left hand and gently touched Yu Fengwu's hair, and smiled and said, "It's coming soon!"
"Yeah!" A warm current surged in Yu Fengwu's heart and responded softly.
Suddenly, Yu Fengwu exclaimed: "Be careful!"
Ye Feng smiled, retracted his left hand, punched out, and drove the warrior in front of him away.
Yu Fengwu gave Ye Feng a helpless look.
Below was in an endless bloody battle. A breeze blew in the air above the formation, and three figures slowly appeared in the air...