The captain felt that something was wrong, and just thought of dodging, but before his body could move, the dragon had already struck him hard on the back.
"Boom..." With a loud noise, the captain flew out like a kite with its string broken.
Before he landed, Long Feitian's figure appeared next to him again. He waved his fist, and the next moment it hit his chest hard, directly piercing his chest.
"You, you..." The captain said two words with difficulty to Long Feitian, then his neck tilted and he lost his breath.
"Chase me, don't let anyone go." Long Feitian's figure flashed and he chased after the fleeing Sergeant Gu Lin. With a turn of his wrist, a sharp sword appeared. The sharp sword was like lightning.
He blasted at the fleeing Sergeant Gu Lin, and within a moment, dozens of people fell under his sword.
What the army is fighting for is morale. Even these brave and fearless troops who have fought in hundreds of battles will lose their morale once their leader dies and they will lose the courage to fight again. At the same time, their strength will plummet.
Sergeant Gu Lin, who was originally able to compete with Sergeant Nan Sheng, fled at the beginning. When he met Sergeant Nan Sheng, whose morale was high, he was almost the target of being killed, and he didn't have much power to fight back.
The chase lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and everyone came back. Long Feitian did not ask about the result again, but it could be seen from their excited expressions that this battle was a complete victory, and not a single Sergeant Gu Lin escaped.
"Those who are injured will bandage their wounds immediately, and others will bring the food together and burn it." Long Feitian shouted, and everyone took action immediately.
"Rumble, boom, boom..."
There was a vibration in the ground, and the sound became louder and louder. At first, only Long Feitian and a few other masters noticed it, but within a moment, all the sergeants felt it.
"The cavalry is coming, prepare to fight." When the voice fell, all the sergeants quickly picked up their crossbows and pointed them in the direction of the voice. A moment later, hundreds of sergeants wearing ancient forest armor appeared in everyone's sight.
"Kill..." Without any nonsense at all, Long Feitian flew up and punched the soldiers.
Dragon God flashed out, with unparalleled power, rushed into the ancient forest sergeant and exploded, the violent energy directly swallowed up less than half of the sergeant.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Before Sergeant Gu Lin could react, Sergeant Nan Sheng fired the crossbow arrow in his hand again.
"Ahhhh..."
The crossbow arrows pierced the air with a sharp sound, like a black cloud pressing towards Sergeant Gu Lin. Then there was a shrill scream. With just a wave of arrows, only half of a squadron of 500 Sergeant Gu Lin was left.
"What's going on? What's going on?" The squadron leader with the steward was stunned by the successive terrorist attacks. He saw most of his subordinates die in a matter of seconds, and he also lost his role as a squadron leader.
There should be police.
"Master, run quickly, it's those Nansheng sergeants who have fallen into a trap..." Before the young old man butler could finish speaking, a crossbow arrow pierced his chest, and his voice stopped abruptly.
"Uncle Xu, what's wrong with you?" The squadron leader held the little old man in his hands. Blood kept pouring from the little old man's mouth. Although he could no longer speak, his mouth was still moving, and look at the mouth
He was actually telling the squadron leader to leave quickly.
After a while, the little old man rolled his eyes and became silent again.
"Uncle Xu, Uncle Xu..." The squadron leader's eyes suddenly turned red. At this time, Long Feitian had already rushed in front of him. Looking at the little old man in his arms, Long Feitian was not surprised at all, but sneered.
: "Sure enough, he doesn't know whether to live or die."
"It's you, it's you who killed my father, killed my family, killed Uncle Xu, just die." The squadron leader was like a violent beast, his eyes were red, his whole body was full of rage, and he had a ferocious face.
The little old man put down his hands, clenched his fists, and punched Long Feitian.
A contemptuous sneer flashed across his face, and Long Feitian clenched his iron fist, roared, and rushed away.
"boom……"
As the fists faced each other, Long Feitian's expression suddenly changed. At this time, he felt that his fist was not hitting with a person's fist at all, but hitting with a hammer, making it indestructible.
"Click."
There was a soft sound from the hand strike, and Long Feitian was startled. He suddenly took a few steps back, and there was also a sharp pain in the fist he was fighting with the squadron leader.
The squadron leader with the four-star Martial King among them also took several steps back. As soon as he stopped, he roared and punched Long Feitian again and rushed towards him.
It was only then that Long Fei noticed that the squadron leader's fist was covered with thick calluses and emitted a faint golden light.
"I want to see how hard your fist is." Long Feitian snorted coldly and rushed forward with a fist without showing any signs of weakness.
"boom……"
The two exchanged punches again. Although these Long Feitian were prepared, there was still a sharp pain in their fists when they collided with each other's fists.
The two retreated with one blow, and as soon as they stopped, they struck again with fists. Looking at their fight without any skills at all, it was just like two barbarians fighting.
"Boom boom boom..."
The two exchanged several punches in an instant. When they separated again, Long Feitian's fists turned blood red and even oozed blood, but the squadron leader's fists remained the same.
"Comparing fists with me is just asking for death." The squadron leader sneered, his figure flashed, and he charged forward again.
Just like before, Long Feitian didn't hesitate at all, and rushed forward with his fists. However, just when they were about to rush together, Long Feitian's fist suddenly turned around, avoiding the head-on collision with the squadron leader's fist, and instead aimed at his.
The chest was blasted away.
The squadron leader didn't care at all about Long Feitian's sudden change, because when Long Feitian's fist hit his chest, his fist also hit Long Feitian's fist.
Neither of them gave way, they just looked at each other's fists with desolate expressions on their chests.
"Boom..." Two fists hit each other's chest at the same time. The squadron leader didn't feel much strange, but Long Feitian's pupils shrank sharply because he found that his punch was the same as before, as if
It was like hitting steel, causing a burst of pain in his fist.
The squadron leader's fist hit his chest, causing him to hear a cracking sound, followed by a burst of severe pain.
"Deng Deng..."
Long Feitian took ten steps back, his face flushed, but the squadron leader only took a few steps back and looked at Long Feitian with a serious smile on his face.
"Master Long, don't confront him head-on. He should have practiced a physical technique called Jin Gang Jue. It is said that when a person practices this physical technique to the extreme, his whole body can be as hard as a diamond, and it is difficult to be hurt by ordinary swords."
Bao Yi on the side saw Long Feitian suffering a loss and quickly shouted a reminder.