Ye Feng swung his sword and wanted to rush forward, but the sword moved with him. As soon as he entered the group of soldiers, a wave of blood was generated. In the process of killing people, the magic sword technique can be understood.
How could ordinary soldiers resist Ye Feng, who could kill King Wu? At first, Ye Feng only cut one person with one sword, but in the end, when he saw some soldiers rushing forward without fear of death, his sword skills immediately became ferocious and sharp.
Almost every time a sword was struck, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, and four or five heads rolled to the ground.
With one step forward, several corpses fell to the ground.
When Ye Feng rushed out of the crowd, there were dead bodies on the ground behind him. Nearly half of the hundred people died. Blood was boiling on the ground, blood mist filled the air, and the entire ruined restaurant was filled with the pungent smell of blood. Ye Feng's eyebrows and hair
They were all dyed blood red, and when he shook his head, countless blood drops fell from the air. At this moment, he was like a Shura born in blood.
Ye Feng looked back at Lin Yuan at this time, but saw that Lin Yuan had already shot all his arrows. Although Lin Yuan was simple, she was definitely not timid. She grew up in the monster realm and fought with wild beasts. Lin Yuan's
The psychological quality is probably a hundred times stronger than that of these noble children. Looking at Lin Yuan's worried expression, Ye Feng smiled.
When the whole world was against him, Ye Feng's smile was only left for Lin Yuan.
"Brother Dan, protect Xiaoyuan for me!" Lin Yuan, who had lost her feather arrow, had no ability to protect herself. Ye Feng gave an order to the little bastard, and then rushed forward again with his sword in hand. At this time, the aristocratic young master had been killed.
He was so frightened that he was scared to death. Facing Ye Feng, who was like a ghost, he was so frightened that he immediately ran away in panic.
"Young Master, do you want me to take action?" A golden-armored general asked in a low voice behind Zhao Xinyi.
"Don't move, retreat." Zhao Xinyi waved his hand. At the same time, the remaining soldiers began to retreat, and no one dared to move forward.
Ye Feng laughed loudly, jumped suddenly, flew five feet across the air, passed the soldiers blocking him, and chased the noble son. He sneered: "Even if the King of Heaven is here today, I can't save your lives!"
"Death!" Ye Feng roared after catching up with the noble young master. The cold murderous aura seemed to come from the Jiuyou underworld. He slashed forward with his sword and slashed hard on the noble young master's back. The sword edge was embedded in the noble young master's back.
The pain in the young master's bones was so painful that he screamed heart-breakingly.
"Ye Feng, you killed officers, soldiers, and wealthy nobles in Yanjing City. This is a serious crime of genocide." Zhao Xinyi was still trying to persuade Ye Feng.
"Really?" Ye Feng smiled coldly, and under the gaze of thousands of soldiers, he lifted the noble into the air, then raised his sword and cut him in half, causing blood to rain down.
At this moment, Zhao Xinyi, Zhao Xin'er and the sergeants were all looking at Ye Feng angrily. Ye Feng's move undoubtedly ignored the existence of Yanjing City's army and ignored Yanjing City's supreme rights.
"Little witch, you and I are celebrating the holiday, and you actually let these trash find my fiancée. You are going to die today too!"
"Hey, don't accuse people unjustly." The little witch was trembling when she spoke at this time. She was not Lin Yuan. She was fighting beasts every day in the monster realm. The little witch's psychology was very fragile. Ye Feng was killing like a devil.
The blood of corpses everywhere had long frightened her to the extreme. She used to only know Ye Feng as a shameless little person among rogues, a scum who always smiled playfully and liked to talk nonsense. But now Ye Feng has killed hundreds of people, and his methods are so ruthless.
horrible.
"You are so brave, you want to kill my sister. Zhang Ting, why are you standing there? Let me kill him with the rebel army." At this moment, a man in green robes about thirty years old came galloping towards him on horseback.
He is Zhao Yulong, the eldest son of Zhao Jian, the lord of Yanjing Prefecture, and Zhang Yu's cousin.
"Yes!" The golden-armored general bowed, quickly stepped back a dozen steps, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone, come forward and kill his rebel army!"
Suddenly, hundreds of sergeants surrounded Ye Feng.
"Buzz~~" A long sword cry sounded, and Ye Feng raised the cold thunder and wind sword to the sky again. No one among the hundreds of sergeants dared to take a step forward due to Ye Feng's divine power.
"Get out of my way." At this moment, dozens of leather horses flew over, and an old man in purple robes took the lead and rushed into the battle circle. But when he saw the corpses of nobles on the ground, he even saw
When Zhang Yu's body was revealed, the purple-robed old man's face was full of sorrow, and he roared sadly: "Thousand-knife killer, whoever killed my son, I will cut him into pieces today!"
Zhao Xinyi and Zhao Xin'er both looked over and saw at a glance that it was Zhang Hui from the Zhang family, one of the three major families in Yanjing City. He was also the purple-robed old man who was in Fenglin City.
Zhao Xinyi was in a very complicated mood at this time and began to worry about Ye Feng. Although he and Ye Feng had not known each other for a long time, they already had some friendship after all. He knew Zhang Hui's strength very well.
"Uncle, it's this thug." Zhao Yulong immediately pointed at Ye Feng, as if watching a show. The situation was getting more and more serious, completely out of control, and Zhao Xinyi was helpless.
"Ah~~Boy, die!" Zhang Hui roared and rode towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng shouted: "Old guy, don't you want to understand why I took action to kill your son?"
"Why? I recognize you, and I asked Yu'er to avenge his second brother. I don't want to be harmed by you. Now I just want to kill you, at any cost!" Zhang Hui's face was full of ferociousness.
"So it's you who sent these rubbish, so there's nothing more to say. Come on, old guy." Ye Feng roared, and his killing thoughts appeared again.
"Death!" Zhang Hui roared and raised his palm to slap Ye Feng. A majestic power emerged from him. This overwhelming power spread throughout the battlefield, and the vast power was like the roar of the angry sea.
It is usually surging. This is definitely not a force that Ye Feng can resist.
"roar!"
With a roar, a golden giant claw appeared, and the giant claw collided with Zhang Hui's fleshy palm.
The little bastard's claws seemed to be strong and sharp, but when its claws collided with Zhang Hui's palm, a blue ripple appeared, and the ripples were like a majestic river, rippling away.
“Bang bang bang~~~”
As the ripples rippled, the fur and skin on the little bastard's claws began to fall off and tear, and soon the little bastard's beautiful golden claws turned completely blood red.
Zhang Hui and the little bastard stepped back at the same time. The little bastard raised his claws unconsciously and growled at the same time.
Zhang Hui's strength is close to that of Emperor Wu. Not a monster like the little bastard who has just arrived at Emperor Wu can compare with him, and Ye Feng is no match for him.
"Don't let any of you live!" Zhang Hui shouted coldly and rushed towards Ye Feng.
"Grandpa won't let you go either!" Ye Feng's eyes turned cold, Fengshen's legs!
"Bang!!!" Ye Feng's Fengshen leg was not deployed at all, because when his first leg collided with Zhang Hui's palm, his left leg was directly interrupted.
"Whoosh!" The arrow feathers broke through the air. At this time, Lin Yuan pulled out an arrow from a King Wu who was killed by an arrow and shot it suddenly.
"Huh?" Hearing the whistle of arrows, Zhang Hui reflexively moved to the left, but the moment he moved again, his expression changed drastically.
"Broken!" Zhang Hui suddenly shouted, and an astonishing green aura erupted from his body. The moment the arrow was about to hit him, he swung out a palm and shattered the arrow.
"The poison of the thousand-jointed centipede, the weird arrows, the poisonous girl." The murderous look in Zhang Hui's eyes suddenly increased. Ye Feng had no life threat to him, and the little bastard had no life threat to him either. Only this one who seemed to be the weakest