Chapter 14: This Battle, a Big Victory!
"I agree. The two men raised their hands.
"However, we have one condition!"
Xiao Yang frowned.
"You say. ”
The battle between the four of them ceased.
The three members of the Feng family also took the initiative to throw their spiritual weapons on the ground, indicating that they were not a threat.
"Don't expose the location of our mother and son, otherwise, even if we die, we will kill the Xiao family!"
When Xiao Yang heard this, his face was immediately wonderful, and he said with a smile: "You don't seem to have figured out the situation now." ”
"You're going to die, not me!
Xiao Yang paused, and said: "It doesn't matter if the violence is not exposed. Because I'll send someone to fetch them. ”
"What do you mean by that?" the two looked shocked.
"Take it and accompany you on your way!"
Xiao Yang snorted coldly, stepped forward with one foot, and the Flame Sword swept over.
Burst!
In just an instant, two heads with blood flowers were thrown!
In the blink of an eye, there were two more headless corpses on this bluestone road!
"Ask me for conditions, it's just looking for death!" Immediately, Xiao Yang turned his gaze to Feng San.
Feng San felt cold, as if he had misjudged the situation, and subconsciously wanted to pick up the spirit shield placed on the ground.
"Feng San, you won't regret the decision you just made. ”
Xiao Yang glanced at Feng San and didn't pay attention to his actions, but rushed into the battle situation of the body refining martial artists in the rear!
Feng San was hung in place, his pupils a little dilated. I don't know if what I just did was right.
But his current psychological defense line has completely collapsed with the throwing of those two heads. The spiritual power in his body had recovered somewhat, but he didn't have the courage to fight against the water again.
Rear battles.
With Xiao Yang joining, the balance was instantly broken!
As soon as the flaming sword of mortal-level items comes out, no one can beat it everywhere it goes!
"Die!" Xiao Yang snorted coldly.
In just a few breaths, a few more corpses appeared in the pile of dead people of the Feng family's martial artists.
The battle ahead.
Feng Ying's life was not easy. Although it was the middle stage of Qifu, facing the siege of the three early Qifu warriors, he could only retreat step by step.
The three elders of the clan have both offense and defense, and they are at ease. They didn't exert all their strength, and they didn't have any plans to fight to the death with Feng Ying.
As long as Feng Ying was contained, their goal was achieved.
In Xiaojia Town, at the gate of a small courtyard lined with trees, Feng Tang was lying behind the wooden and stone wall, gasping slightly.
"Hoo ......"
He put his hands against the wall and looked out of it, as if looking for an opportunity to escape.
"These three old immortals can actually contain the third uncle!" Feng Tang was a little irritable!
The way he left was blocked to death, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't hide from the eyes of Xiao Liang and Xiao Ling in the back.
"As long as you can kill an old guy...... I'll be able to run out!" Feng Tang pulled out a small blow arrow from his cuff.
"This blow arrow contains severe poison, I heard my father say that it can poison the martial artist at the peak of the Qi Mansion!" Feng Tang took a deep breath and slowly placed the blow arrow on the side of the wall.
This blow arrow is a life-saving thing given to him by Feng Long, it is highly poisonous, even if it is the peak of Qifu, it will die of heart failure in a few seconds!
What's even more special is that this blow arrow is not blown with the mouth, as long as it is gently pinched and slightly guided by the aura, the poisoned arrow will break through the air and stab at the target!
It can be said that this is a high-level one-time mortal spirit weapon!
If it weren't for the fear of his life, Feng Tang wouldn't want to take him out and waste it on an old man who was about to die!
"Die!" Feng Tang's face showed a hint of hideousness, and he stared at Xiao Liang deadly.
Xiao Liang was in a wheelchair, basically no exercise, and the probability of hitting was extremely high!
"Poof!"
Just when Feng Tang wanted to pinch the blow arrow, he suddenly felt a chill in his back, and an indescribable feeling of weakness swept through his body.
"It's ......"
Feng Tang felt a sweetness in his mouth, and a scarlet meaning gushed out.
"Poof!"
A mouthful of hot blood sprayed out in an instant, and the entire wooden and stone wall was soaked in crimson color.
"This ......" Feng Tang's pupils were a little dilated, and he could clearly feel that the life in his body was being lost. The blow arrow in his hand, at the moment of spurting blood, was subconsciously pinched!
The arrows pierced deep into the ground.
In an instant, the green grass curled up on the ground turned into black ash in an instant.
"Ahem......" Feng Tang coughed up a mouthful of blood again and turned around with difficulty.
In front of him, what caught Feng Tang's eyes was an indifferent and beautiful face.
Between the beating shadows, the cold temperament makes people chill.
"Xiao ...... Ying?"
Feng Tang's frightened expression was not fully revealed, but he was paralyzed and fell to the ground.
"Goo......
Blood was gurgling out of Feng Tang's mouth, and it was obvious that he had lost his breath.
"Poof!"
Xiao Ying indifferently took out the poisonous dagger from Feng Tang's body, and then stabbed it fiercely.
"You're supposed to be dead a long time ago......"
......
On the streets of Xiaojia Town, the situation is slowly becoming clearer.
Blood and corpses were mixed together, and they were scattered on the bluestone road at random.
The bluestone road, which was originally green, is now revealing a strange demon red.
The sun rises, the dark clouds dissipate, and the bluestone pavement reflects the red light, dazzling.
"Poof!"
Reflecting the sun, the last sword flashed in Xiaojia Town!
Xiao Yang pulled out his sword, looked indifferent, looked at Feng Ying, and slowly lay down.
The warriors of the Xiao family surrounded them, with a confused and helpless expression, but more than that, they were happy and excited!
"In this battle, the Xiao family has won a big victory!" Xiao Yang raised his long sword, pointed at the sky, shouted loudly, and laughed out loud.
"The Xiao family has a big victory!" The young people around him raised their hands over their heads and raised their arms and shouted.
In Xiao's town, door to door, the courtyard gate was opened. The woman and the girl walked out of it, with churning waves in their eyes, and consciously joined the chanting procession.
Everyone formed a circle and clustered Xiao Yang in the center.
"Xiao family!"
"Big win!"
There are more and more people, and the voices are getting louder and louder, and even, among them, there is the laughter of young children.
Xiao Feng raised his big sword high above his head and said loudly: "Xiao Feng, kill the two martial artists of the Feng family!"
Beside him, the warriors of the Xiao family also came to their senses and publicized their achievements.
"Xiao Qing, kill one of the Feng family's martial artists!"
"Xiao Er, kill one of the Feng family's martial artists!"
This kind of publicity is not to show off, but a kind of potential, a kind of motivation to inspire the Xiao family to move forward!
In the distance, a young girl carried a head and walked slowly.
The trousers on his body were stained with red and some blackened blood.
"Xiao Ying, kill the Feng family's martial artist alone!"
Xiao Yang's heart gave birth to a sense of pride, and he laughed:
"This battle is just the beginning! The Feng family will definitely pay the price for their actions!"
"Our Xiao family, the high hope of taking over from our ancestors will only get stronger and stronger!"
"Getting stronger!"
Outside the crowd, Feng Ying leaned against the wooden and stone wall, watching quietly, and was also infected by this scene.
"This time, I'm afraid it was Feng Long's most wrong decision. Feng Ying looked at the scene in front of him and sighed deeply.