C35 Soldiers Descending from the Sky

In the midst of the naked killing intent, Hong Feng was already familiar with this feeling. At the same time, his killing intent had unknowingly merged with the killing intent of the crowd. After the fusion, Hong Feng could only feel that the killing intent was very kind. There was no longer any fear in his heart. At the same time, he was like a fish in the water. The ocean was wide, allowing him to swim freely.

Almost two breaths later, Hong Feng came to the young man's side, but he didn't attack. Instead, he turned around and left, heading to the other side.

The young man was slightly surprised that his attack didn't hit the target, but he still muttered to himself, "How could this be? Even if they can't exert much of their combat strength, it's still not something they can dodge."

However, the response was Hong Feng blocking the young man's throat from behind.

The speed was so fast that it was difficult for the young man to see it. In addition, the young man had a feeling that there was a ferocious Spirit Beast behind him that was constantly attracting him, causing him to lose most of his energy. This gave Hong Feng a chance to be conferred the title of Marquis.

A middle-aged man came in front of Hong Feng and patted his shoulder. He smiled and replied, "Not bad, not bad. Such combat strength and counter-attack. Not bad at all. I like it!"

Hong Feng smiled kindly. The middle-aged man didn't stop and turned around to kill the other experts.

It was a bloody massacre. All the experts from the Young Mercenary Group were here. Therefore, it was a massacre to fight those who didn't have any combat experience. Those experts from the Van Clan who had lived in the Ferocious Beast Forest for a long time were besieged by three or four experts of the same cultivation level. Although they couldn't kill them immediately, they were being held back. Slowly killing them was still possible.

At this moment, he had to be careful. If it wasn't for the fact that he had the combat strength of Van Clan, it would be hard to tell who would win this battle.

Slowly, the Van Clan began to show signs of a life and death struggle. Because, some people from the Young Mercenary Group were injured, and they were only lightly injured.

The people from the Van Clan were forced into a corner, and they had decided to fight one by one. I don't care about the three of you attacking me. I will only fight one person. No matter how others attack me, I will only fight one person, and I will fight to the death.

However, right at this moment, a loud sound was heard. "Stop!" A steady and strong voice was heard. An old man with a head full of white hair spoke with a face full of anger.

Fenn Luan stopped his attack. Immediately, two or three people took his place and attacked. Fenn Luan said, "You said stop. Who do you think you are?"

"Little girl, be careful when you speak. Otherwise, don't blame me for mercilessly killing you." The old man said.

"How dare you threaten to kill my daughter? Are you tired of living? Or are you tired of living? " A middle-aged man flew over from the sky like a rainbow.

" Junior, how dare you! How dare you speak to me like this? Do you believe that I won't let you know that both of them have the combat strength of nine thousand Battle Master warriors? The combat strength they use is completely different. " The old man spoke. It was obvious that this old man was the guardian of the Van Clan, Van Yehua.

"Alright, let me see what's the difference between the combat strength of a Battle Master and a 9000?" Fenn Wutong said.

Van Yehua didn't move, but a shadow appeared. It was none other than Van Yehua.

"Old thing, I never thought that you would be so afraid of death. How dare you use a shadow to fight me?" Fenn Wutong sneered.

"Junior, am I afraid that I will hurt you? Do you understand?" Van Yehua spoke righteously.

Fenn Wutong sneered, and a shadow appeared on his body. This was a battle between shadows. No matter how hard they fought, nothing would happen to them. However, it consumed a lot of his combat strength. If he didn't have enough combat strength, no one would be able to use it. Usually, those who used this technique would be at least 7,000 Battle Master warriors.

The people below split up because the top was the key. The person above them could easily defeat hundreds of people below. Therefore, there was no need for them to fight below.

Most importantly, none of them wanted to fight anymore. The exchange of blows from the Van Clan had slightly frightened the people of the Young Mercenary Group, and they were shocked by it. When the Van Clan saw that they could escape this calamity, they naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to send themselves to their deaths.

The battle below had stopped, and the two men on top had begun.

Fenn Wutong's body was like a bolt of lightning as he sped forward. A shadow was left behind behind, and the shadow was nowhere to be found.

It was the same for Van Yehua. Both of their speed had reached the limit. Without sufficient cultivation base, it would be difficult to see them.

Crack!

It was as if a rock was thrown into the ocean, creating ripples. Everyone looked at the center of the ripples. There were only two shadows left. As the ripples spread, the shadows were also slowly dispersed.

The fist was like a mountain, and its body was like lightning. It tore through the sky and collided. The two mountains collided like thunder!

A loud sound rang out, shaking everyone's ears until they began to buzz.

Everyone hurriedly retreated, deeply afraid that they would be affected by the aftershocks.

A bloody battle unfolded. Each and every move was ferocious and cruel. Those who were careless would fall, not leaving behind any chance to retaliate at all.

Everyone's eyes stared unblinkingly at the two people in midair.

The two of them separated. However, they also exchanged dozens of blows.

"That's right. Is this the Advanced Battle Master you are talking about? I think it's only so-so. " Fenn Wutong said with a laugh.

Van Yehua, on the other hand, had a serious expression on his face, because Fenn Wutong's combat strength was not any weaker than his, and was even slightly stronger than his.

Fenn Wutong also felt a little emotional in his heart, because he didn't expect Van Yehua to be so powerful. Van Yehua was only a little bit weaker than him.

However, it was impossible to tell who would win and who would lose just by relying on this little bit of advantage. They had to go through a big battle before they could find out who would win.

Fenn Wutong threw a punch, and cracking sounds could be heard in the air as if the spatial zone couldn't withstand such a powerful force.

Van Yehua also threw a punch. Wherever the fist mark passed, the void would distort.

The fists collided, cracking sounds could be heard! The space produced cracking sounds, as if the next moment, the space would be shattered by the two of them!

Fenn Wutong's body was like a sword as he slid across the sky with a rainbow light. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Van Yehua.

His fist entered the mountain and unleashed thousands of punches in the blink of an eye. The sky was filled with fist shadows, making it impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

A trace of fear flashed across Van Yehua's eyes as he looked at this attack. He was going to face this attack head on. He shouted, "Earth Shield!"

An invisible ray of light turned into the earth and blocked in front of Van Yehua, blocking thousands of punches in Van Yehua's place.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Thousands of punches had passed, but Van Yehua's shield was still intact.

Fenn Wutong let out an angry snort. Suddenly, a sharp sword appeared in his hand. He slashed down with his sword. The sword energy was like thunder as it passed through the shield. In an instant, the shield exploded.

"Break Space!"

The sky suddenly exploded where Fenn Wutong had appeared. A crack appeared in the sky, and the crack had a strong suction force, as if it wanted to suck Fenn Wutong into it.

Fenn Wutong revealed a shocked expression. He looked at the pitch-black void in the crack, and a trace of fear appeared on his face.

He wanted to retreat, but under the terrifying suction force, it was impossible for him to retreat. He could only struggle. Like a fish caught in a net, it was futile for him to continue struggling.

"Junior, the technique of a Battle Master with the combat strength of 9000 is far from what you can compare with." Van Yehua said.

However, a sarcastic smile flashed across Fenn Wutong's face, and he said, "Are you really that sure?"

Hearing this, the pride on Van Yehua's face disappeared.

"Seal!" The sharp sword quickly wrote the word 'seal'. There seemed to be a response somewhere in the word 'seal'. A brilliant and resplendent light fell. This light merged with the word seal on Fenn Wutong's face. In the blink of an eye, it contained the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and was sent out along with the' seal 'character. The crack in the spatial zone slowly closed.

Van Yehua, on the other hand, was shocked. This move was extremely effective. He had once used this move to kill experts of the same realm, but he didn't expect it to be ineffective now.

However, Fenn Wutong secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He thought to himself, "Fortunately, if it wasn't for a senior who taught me this technique and allowed me to survive this disaster, I would have died."

At the same time, the killing intent in his eyes became even sharper. Old man, I'll let you have a taste of this Feng's technique. Fenn Wutong was extremely angry in his heart, and the killing intent in his words wasn't concealed at all.

"A horizontal strike from the sky!" Fenn Wutong said coldly. A crack appeared in the sky, and a long stick fell from the sky.

Swoosh!

A strong wind blew! The long stick suddenly fell. It contained a huge force, violent and fierce.

Van Yehua was shocked and quickly said, "Crack the ground! Crack the air! Destroy!" He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a stream of blood essence. He pointed his finger at the long stick.

A long spear shot out from the void. The tip of the spear was covered in blood. The spear was blood-red in color. Only a small piece of the white spear was not stained with blood. A murderous aura filled the sky.

The killing intent of the Young Mercenary Group was like a firefly and a bright moon meeting each other.

Grief! Despair! Unwillingness! Anger. All sorts of emotions were emitted from the spear. For a moment, everyone was in a trance. An image also appeared in their minds. Dressed in a silver white robe and holding a silver spear.

On a battlefield, corpses were piled up like mountains! Blood flowed like a sea! A single person swept through thousands of soldiers and horses! The sky was dyed red with blood, the ground was covered in blood, and there was only one person in the world who was killed!

Seeing that the surrounding area was filled with corpses, and no one was alive, the silver gowned youth raised the sky and roared, "Kill my family, kill my friends, and slaughter my entire clan! This enmity will be remembered!"

"Kill tens of millions of soldiers! General Tu Gu, one hundred soldiers! General Tu Gu! Do you wish to relieve your hatred? "A dignified and sharp voice resounded throughout the area.

"How can my injury be healed? Your head, Fang Tu, also resolve your hatred!" His voice was like an oath that echoed in all directions.

"I have given you the position of marshal! You have an army of thousands! On top, you can slaughter hundreds of generals and generals! On the bottom, you can kill unruly people! On top, you can pluck the moon and the stars, and on the bottom, you can pluck all things from the stars! Do you wish to do so?"

Kill!

The sound of killing shook the sky!

"Don't be stubborn!"