"Damn it, fight with them!" Zhan Fei immediately roared.
Suddenly, the people from the Ninth Team and the people from the Eagle Eagle Department rushed towards each other at the same time. The two sides each held weapons.
"Chi!" A long spear pierced into the body of the Eagle Eagle's people, and when it pulled it, blood splattered.
But at the same time, a man from the Eagle Eagle Department who came from behind cut off the former's head with a knife and completely fought.
Both the people in Hengtai tribe and the people in the Eagle Eagle Department are basically similar in strength, but there are many people in the Eagle Eagle Department. If one-on-one, you may be able to pull one back if you die. However, if two kill you one, it is normal for you to die, and the other party will not die at all. This is the advantage of the large number of people. Without absolute certainty, the people in the Eagle Eagle Department will not be so arrogant.
"Brother Ye Feng, you are holding the snow fox, but you are the main target. Be careful. The gravity of the Nine Realms of the Gate is extremely terrible. In other worlds, serious injuries will not die, but serious injuries here are equivalent to death. Take care." Yue Qun said, holding a scimitar flying in his hand, and a saint of the Eagle Eagle Department was directly cut off one arm.
Yue Qun, the peak of the first soul of the Saint Lord in the early stage, is already quite strong here.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, Ye Feng's face changed, and he shook his arms. A faint golden light flashed on his arm, and his palm pierced straight, stabbing at the person who sneaked into Yue Qun from the side.
"Puchi!" The saint was directly inserted into Ye Feng's neck by Ye Feng's hand. These palms were covered by golden light, and they were even more terrifying than sharp swords.
"Thank you!" Yue Qun glanced over with gratitude.
"Ah!" Another scream was heard, and a saint from the ninth team was killed directly. In this situation, the Hengtai tribe had a considerable weakness. In just a few minutes of fighting, seven saints from the Hengtai tribe were killed, while only four people died in the Eagle Eagle tribe.
"Don't let me die, haha, he's mine!" At this moment, a very arrogant laugh came in. The captain of the Eagle Eagle Division, Luo Di, laughed loudly, and a wolf-tooth stick rushed straight like a mountain of Tai. Several people from the Hengtai Division along the way were injured or even killed by him.
Ye Feng looked at the person who came coldly, and he also bent over and picked up a sword whose owner had died.
Ye Feng knew that it was too late to escape in this battle, and the faster he ran away. If he wanted to solve this crisis, he could only kill the leader Luo Di.
Luo Di suddenly stopped when he rushed to three feet away from Ye Feng. At this moment, his body was covered with a light blue halo, but he saw a golden halo on Ye Feng holding a battle knife. He immediately did not dare to be careless, "The spiritual energy was shrouded in the surface of his body. I didn't expect that in addition to the captain Zhan Fei, there was also a mid-stage strong man in your squad. However, since Zhan Fei is the captain, your strength is not as good as him, and I am a mid-stage strong man in the mid-stage first soul of the Saint Lord. You are not my opponent. Take the snow fox and I will spare you."
"It's so much nonsense!" Ye Feng smiled coldly and pointed the sword straight at Luo Di.
"Damn it, I'm shameless!" Luo Di cursed angrily and kicked. The momentum he had accumulated for a long time exploded instantly. It seemed as if a tiger was instantly pounced on Ye Feng. The huge mace had a strange sharp roar. It seemed as if a ghost was screaming. The mace instantly fell to Ye Feng's head.
Ye Feng's body was to the left, and at the same time the sword rushed suddenly silently, with speed and movement so small that Luo Di had no time to react.
"Clang!"
The mace was hit by a sword and couldn't help but tilt out, but Luo Di turned his body. With the rotation force, the mace in his hand was a diagonal slash.
boom!
The mace once again made a strange and sharp whistle.
The sword in Ye Feng's hand seemed to be a poisonous snake out of the hole and rushed out suddenly. The moment it touched the mace, the power in Ye Feng's hand exploded instantly. The sword's blade suddenly bent slightly, and then the force in Ye Feng's hand changed again in an instant. The opposite force made the sword's energy accumulate to a higher level.
boom!
Ye Feng's sword's blade bounced back suddenly and hit the mace at close range.
Luo Di felt his hands numb. He couldn't help but take three steps back in a row, looking at Ye Feng in shock. Then he laughed loudly and said, "Good sword technique! I was caught off guard by the power that exploded at that moment."
"This is just the beginning!" Ye Feng smiled, and was also very proud. This was the first time he came to the Nine Realm to attack with all his strength. Luo Di's strength should be similar to Gu Heng at the time, but Ye Feng was no longer Ye Feng at the time.
call!
Ye Feng suddenly collapsed. With the power of rebound, he rushed towards Luo Di like an arrow from the string. The sword in his hand turned into lightning and stabbed Luo Di's chest.
"Clang!" Luo Di slashed again and shouted loudly at the same time. "Nine Styles of Break Mountain!"
They are all Saints, who don’t have powerful moves? The Nine Styles of Demolition with the Mace are really powerful enough to the extreme.
"Haha, it's a good thing..." Ye Feng laughed. The sword in his hand attacked the Demon Sword Technique with one blow. It was like a scorpion's poisonous needle sting, which changed the direction of the mace. The power of Luo Di's "Nine Styles of Demolition". Then Ye Feng slashed with one blow.
The power of the knife is far less powerful than that of the mace. Ye Feng does not resist at all. Instead, he just attacks gently from the side and changes the attack direction of the mace to relieve the crisis. At the same time, the mace is too bulky, but the battle knife is flexible and changeable.
Use your own strength to attack the enemy's weaknesses!
I saw that on the open field, Luo Di's moves became more and more fierce, and his whole body no longer calmly, but became a little manic. His face began to turn red.
because……
Ye Feng had a completely advantage, giving him a sense of aggrievance that he could not get out of strength.
Luo Di himself was not moving fast, but Ye Feng was flexibly at his feet, and he was using his sword technique freely around Luo Di. That day, the power of the first soul of the Holy Seven Souls, the essence of the golden soul is invincibility and the only way to break. Fast is Ye Feng’s current artistic conception!
Luo Di looked crazy. He was almost tortured: "What kind of sword technique?" Luo Di felt that he was breathless and caught off guard. Of course, Luo Di was going to be injured.
"Clang!"
I saw the mace in Luo Di's hand come out of his hand. A knife shadow slashed at him. The sound of muscle cutting sounded. Luo Di was thrown away.
"This Ye Feng is so strong!" Zhan Fei's eyes lit up immediately.
"Everyone hold on, hold on for a while." Zhan Fei shouted loudly, but the crazy Eagle Eagle Division would not have any mercy. Just as Zhan Fei was yelling, two powerful men at the peak of the early stage of the Saint Lord killed Zhan Fei from both sides. Obviously, they also wanted to kill the captain of Hengtai Division.
Zhan Fei's face changed. He could only barely use a scimitar to pull away a strong man on the right, but he had no time to resist on the left.
"Puchi!" Zhan Fei's left arm was directly cut down by the enemy.
"Get out!" Zhan Fei kicked the strong man away with anger, with a scimitar shrunk and quickly returned to defense, but-
"Puchi!" Another knife pierced Zhan Fei's heart from behind. This time it was not the two of them besieged him, but three of them.
The Hengtai tribe is already a small number of people, and Ye Feng and Zhan Fei are the key targets of attack. Ye Feng was attacked by the captain Luo Di, so the people who attacked Zhan Fei naturally would not be weak.
Zhan Fei died, and Hengtai tribe suddenly became panicked, and in this cruel battlefield, panic was just like suicide! In just a few breaths, three more people were killed, and several others actually started to escape. The end of the escape was that the other party chased after him and slashed him out.
If you escape, you will give the whole back without any defense. Is it that you run fast or someone else wields your weapons quickly? It is simply a matter of seeking death when you hand over the troops to escape.
"Don't panic, don't panic, we have brothers Ye Feng! He is stronger than Luo Di!" Yue Qun roared repeatedly.
At this moment, the seriously injured Luo Di had no intention of fighting and began to flee, and at the same time ordered his subordinates to intercept Ye Feng who was chasing him. This scene immediately brought back the morale of the Hengtai tribe. On the contrary, the Eagle tribe had some unstable morale.
"You damn bastard, I will definitely kill my Eagle Eagle tribe when I go back." Luo Di roared unwillingly. This time he was so embarrassed. Being chased in front of so many people was really embarrassing.
"Puchi!" "Puchi!"
After killing two people in a row, Ye Feng just continued to chase after him indifferently. His current strength is enough to use the Golden Sword Guiyi twice. The Golden Sword Guiyi is enough to instantly make Luo Di instantly. After only two times, he is completely weak. On this battlefield, if he is weak, he will not be sure to die. Therefore, after using the Golden Sword Guiyi once, Ye Feng did not dare to use it anymore, so he could only chase and kill. As he killed six people who blocked him in a row, those people from the Eagle Eagle Division dared not approach Ye Feng, the killing god. This also made the distance between Ye Feng and Luo Di slowly closer.
There are only two Saints in the middle stage, Luo Di and Zhan Fei, in total, and the strongest Luo Di is only the middle stage of the Saints' first soul. With Ye Feng's current strength, he is enough to fight against the middle stage of the Saints' first soul, and Jin Jian Guiyi can even seriously injure the late stage of the Saints'. Here, no one is Ye Feng's opponent.
"Puchi!"
Another person was killed. Ye Feng looked up but saw that Luo Di had almost escaped into the deep forest outside the battle circle, and he naturally chased him very close.
"Boy, don't force me to get angry!" Luo Di said with a stern look on his face.
“Woooooo~~~”
Suddenly, a long whistle sounded, like the crying sound of a monster.
The sound rang out, and before everyone could react, a three-meter-long terrifying brown monster that looked like a pangolin and covered with scales actually rushed over from the depths of the jungle and ate Luo Di in one bite.
"It's a hungry beast, run away!" I don't know who shouted, and suddenly, both the people from Hengtai tribe and the Eagle tribe gave up fighting and fled abroad desperately.
“Woooooo~~~”
Another long sound, Ye Feng, who was closest to the monster, felt his ears couldn't stand it anymore. At this time, the monster had just swallowed Luo Di completely, as if he was still unsatisfied, and he stared at Ye Feng, who was closest to it.
"My grass!" Ye Feng cursed in a low voice, turned around and ran away.