Chapter 11: Death to the Lord!
Xiao Feng took the lead and rushed to the front of the team.
In the rear, there were several Xiao family warriors following step by step.
No one could have imagined that in this short explosion, the offensive and defensive mode changed in an instant!
When he came, there were a total of twenty martial artists of the Feng family, four martial artists of the Qi Mansion, and sixteen martial artists in the late stage of body refining.
And now?
Three of the four Qi Mansion martial artists had all the spiritual power in their bodies depleted. Eight of the sixteen body refining martial artists have lost the ability to fight!
Among the remaining eight people, although their combat strength is still there, the spiritual impact they received will not be able to subside for a while.
Feng Tang looked at the bloody corpse in front of him, and his heart was terrified.
has grown so big, this is the first time Feng Tang has seen such a tragedy!
The corpses of his own family compatriots, some headless, some without limbs, lay in front of him like this.
At this time, where is there any young master of the Feng family to speak of?
In the face of death, the young master of the Feng family was just a fine speck of dust.
"Guaranteed...... Protect me!" Feng Tang shuddered and subconsciously shouted.
This shout, although it failed to call the warriors who guarded, it made the other warriors sober up.
"Protect the young master!" Feng San roared, and the shield in his hand was entangled with Xiao Yang.
"Protect the young master!Stabilize the formation!" The two Qi Mansion martial artists next to him, both with dark faces, shouted loudly.
Stabilize the formation?
How stable?
They're just a family warrior!
They're not dead soldiers!
This instantaneous explosion is to blow up nearly half of them, how can they not be afraid of the real situation?
At the time of this panic, the warriors of the Xiao family also arrived!
Xiao Feng changed his cowardice in the past, and his heart was full of anger, so he took the firefly knife and rushed directly into the crowd!
"Hide!"
"This is the Firefly Knife!" The bodies of the two Feng family martial artists in the back trembled violently, just relying on their subconscious impulses to dodge Xiao Feng's attack.
Xiao Feng was originally a master of using knives, holding a mortal-level three-grade firefly knife, and he had a feeling of unity between human and knife!
I saw that he was probing the wind with his left hand and dancing with his right hand, and in an instant, he slapped the two of them out violently!
Behind Xiao Feng, five late-stage martial artists of body refining were also killed!
In the hands of these five Xiao family martial artists, they all held spiritual weapons.
The spiritual weapon was shining brightly, dazzling and dazzling.
"Spirit Weapon!"
"So many spiritual weapons!"
"How could the Xiao family have so many spiritual weapons!"
At this moment, the faces of all the Feng family martial artists were like shit, black and gray, and distorted into a ball.
Even Feng Ying, who was rushing to support in the distance, was stunned, looking at the scene in front of him with a hellish expression.
In the hands of every Xiao family martial artist, he holds a spiritual weapon?
That Xiao Yang even has two spiritual weapons on his body?
How could the Xiao family have so many spiritual weapons!
"Impossible!" Feng Ying was furious.
How is this possible?
At that time, among the Xiao family's hunting team, only six martial artists from the Qi Mansion realm were holding a spiritual weapon in their hands. The remaining martial artists in the late stage of body refining who followed, none of them had spiritual weapons.
And now, among the seven members of the Xiao family who appeared this time, there are eight spiritual weapons!
Hunting is a dangerous thing. If the Xiao family had so many spiritual weapons, how could Xiao Yan not let his people be fully armed in the hunting business?
At this moment, the six members of the Xiao family, carrying their own spiritual weapons, like wild wolves in the deep mountains, rushed into a sheepfold.
And the martial artist of the Feng family, at this moment, has indeed become a little sheep!
Also a martial artist in the late stage of body refining?
The Feng family has even more martial artists with combat effectiveness?
Excuse me!
We have a spiritual weapon, and we can fight two at a time!
At this moment, Feng Ying also saw the situation clearly.
originally thought that his team was here to cut leeks, but now he found out that his group of people had run into the stomach of the man-eating flower!
"Retreat!"
The scene was chaotic, and in the midst of all kinds of angry howls, Feng Ying's voice seemed a little insignificant.
"Feng Tang, die to the master!" After Xiao Feng flipped the two of them, he stared at Feng Tang behind the sheep.
Xiao Feng and Feng Tang have had a grudge for a long time!
First, Feng Tang's provocation of Xiao Ying made him extremely annoyed, and then Feng Tang's father buried Xiao Feng's father in the cold ice forest.
This is not just personal hatred, this has risen to the dignity of a warrior!
"You will die today!" Xiao Feng bounced up violently, swinging his horizontal knife towards Feng Tang's front door.
If this blow is hit, I'm afraid even Feng Tang's head will be cut off!
And at this moment, Feng Tang's heart seemed to sink, his hand pulled behind him, and he took out a soft fracture fan and blocked it in front of the knife.
Mortal-level second-grade spirit weapon white bone fan!
Feng Ying is the only one who has a spiritual weapon among the martial artists in the late stage of body refining in the Feng family!
"What if you have a spiritual weapon? The white bone fan, the second level of mortal grade, this one of mine is the third grade of mortal grade! You still have to die today!" Xiao Feng played the big knife with a tiger and a tiger, and pressed Feng Ying step by step.
And as Xiao Feng said, in the face of the mortal-level third-grade firefly knife, Feng Ying could only barely parry with the white bone fan, and it was impossible to get out.
In other parts of the battlefield, they also found the enemy and fought together.
However, in this area, every battlefield is crushing.
The people of the Xiao family who have spiritual weapons have the upper hand spiritually, and they are simply unstoppable!
Xiao Yang was even more one against three, holding the Flame Sword in one hand, entangled with Feng San, and with the other hand, he was urging the Fire Yang Bead, making the other two Feng family's Qi Mansion martial artists tired and afraid to be distracted!
The spiritual power in the bodies of these two Qi Fu martial artists was empty, and they obviously had spiritual weapons on their bodies, but they couldn't urge them. Only Feng San, who is a defensive spirit weapon, can resist Xiao Yang's attack.
Feng Ying's speed was not slow, and after a pause in the middle, he quickly rushed back to the ranks of the Feng family's martial artists.
"Get out!" Feng Ying shouted, and the earth and stone spear was like a long snake, smashing the yellow dragon!
Feng Yinghe is no better than Feng San.
This is a genuine, full-state mid-Qifu martial artist!
This blow approached Xiao Yang, and in desperation, Xiao Yang could only temporarily avoid the edge and dodge to the side!
"Withdraw!"
"Run!"
"Go to the Ice Forest and meet the head of the house!"
Feng Ying succeeded in one blow, but did not continue the pursuit, but instead increased his speed again and rushed towards the battlefield in the rear.
In this battlefield, the battle was in full swing at this time, Xiao Feng went down with a knife and slashed at Feng Ying's fan.
Under the violent collision, the piercing friction sounded sharply, and at this moment, a crack was cut out in the middle of the fan!
"Boy, you're looking for death!" Feng Ying came from the front, with surging spiritual power, and stabbed Xiao Feng with a shot!
Poof!
The body of the gun has not arrived, but the gun has entered the body!
Xiao Feng was shocked, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string!