Chapter 67: The Spirit of Kendo
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Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Lei Tiannan sighed, looking at Ye Feng's eyes, with gratitude and joy, all the clansmen looked at Ye Feng, their eyes were complicated, but they had one thing in common, that is, gratitude, but there was sadness in the depths of their eyes.
These lying corpses are not only from the Fire Clan, but also with many Great Wilderness Clansmen who are buried in this land forever.
The living were scarred and covered in blood, their teeth clenched, their eyes red, and they could not speak.
That's their fate.
Beyond the cyan stone wall, there was silence, not the joy of victory, but a deep sadness.
Only after experiencing war can he know his cruelty, Ye Feng took a deep breath, such a war will not stop, Ye Feng doesn't know when it will be the end.
Then, everyone put away their grief, showed their hideous fangs, and killed the base camp of the Fire Clan and the Black Wolf Clan.
The people of the Great Wilderness tribe frantically surrounded and suppressed the warriors of the two major tribes, and in just one day, the two major tribes were completely wiped out, and all resources were completely emptied.
A day later, the cyan stone wall was in sight, and some clansmen came out, including the elderly, children, and women, who were looking forward to it, with a strong worry in their eyes, and they would not stop their relatives from spilling blood on the battlefield, because it was glory, and that was the fate of the warriors of the Great Wilderness.
Fight for the clan, fight for protection, glory!
But they also hope that every time they return, they can see the shadow of their relatives for the first time, which is the greatest satisfaction.
More than 2,000 warriors went to war, but less than 1,000 people returned in the end, and the bodies of all the clansmen were found and buried in the glorious place of the Great Wilderness tribe, the soldiers' mound.
Ye Feng walked among the tribes, some people laughed, some people cried, war is cruel, life and death, joys and sorrows, only through experience, can you know the pain.
Looking at those clansmen, Ye Feng's heart was heavy, he felt a responsibility, he was not alone, but carrying the hope of the entire clan.
Life is endless, trees are reincarnated, life is cruel, and finally something is irretrievable.
The battle between the Fire Clan and the Great Wilderness Clan has finally come to an end.
The battle that swept through the Panlong Mountain Range finally ended with the demise of the Fire Clan, and all kinds of changes in it were also ups and downs, and the peaks and loops could only be described.
From then on, there was no more Fire Clan in the Panlong Mountain Range!
After seeing the forces of this war, they all sighed secretly.
And with the demise of the Fire Clan, Ye Feng once again shook the entire Panlong Mountain Range, making countless forces look sideways, and was regarded as an idol by countless warriors, as if he had become the legend and king of the Panlong Mountain Range.
Just when the entire Panlong Mountain Range was shaking for the Great Wilderness Clan, the Great Wilderness Clan was a different scene.
Great Wilderness Tribes,
Back to the top of the mountain, in front of the cliff.
Ye Feng stood quietly, and behind him stood six teenagers, namely Lei Long, Lei Qian, Shi Feng Brothers, as well as Yun Yue and Shi Chong, as the most outstanding teenagers of the younger generation of the clan, they needed to comprehend their own momentum and walk out of their own martial arts path.
In the first battle that day, how many clansmen died, friends around them, brothers who had drunk and talked happily, all left them, and the cruelty of life let them know that this is not a trial, not a child's play, it is a tragic fight, some people bleed, some people will die, some people will be forgotten, some people rise, like a brilliant sun, dazzling.
If you want to protect your relatives and friends around you, only by sharpening yourself, breaking your limits, and constantly strengthening yourself, can you save your life in the cruel war and protect the most precious things in your heart.
Shout!
Suddenly, Ye Feng's figure burst out, the long sword buzzed, turning into countless afterimages, the gray air flow was permeated, and a desperate force burst out, and with Ye Feng's long sword swinging, the air shattered.
The hearts of the six people behind him sank, and they felt a huge force of silence, this was Ye Feng's strength, not only was his body strong, his qi and blood were majestic, but his sword was invincible.
Without any reservations, wisps of potential power seeped out from Ye Feng's long sword, and on the stone wall, stone chips flew, and a huge black sword slowly appeared in front of everyone.
It was a giant sword two feet tall and deep and dark throughout, and a force of endless sharpness but full of death permeated.
Sword Momentum!
The power of death!
The huge momentum and will are pressed down, everyone is suddenly unable to move an inch, not to mention the move, it is very difficult to move, the invisible force is released, the air is stagnant, the closer it is, the greater the oppressive force.
Gritting his teeth, the qi and blood on the six people behind him rose up, struggling to support, sweating down in an instant, even his spirit was a little trance, and the Shi Feng brothers, who were in a slightly lower realm, collapsed instantly.
Pedal Pedal Ped
The footsteps instantly retreated a few feet, and this pressure weakened, which was a potential, a kind of mental oppression.
Shocked in their hearts, the two of them sank their minds, and the blood and qi on their bodies rose, with the help of this power, tempering their bodies, facing the black stone sword, they knew that he was terrible, not only the Shifeng brothers, but also the people of Yunyue, every time they took a step forward, their momentum was stronger.
In the end, the six of them sat directly cross-legged to contend with this power, and at the same time carefully contemplated this power and did not think much about it.
Looking at the six people whose bodies were constantly trembling, Ye Feng didn't say much, and left directly, tempering his spiritual will and sharpening his physical body, whether it was for the refining of martial arts or the comprehension of the realm, Ye Feng believed that as long as they continued to comprehend, one day, they would comprehend their own potential and step into another level.
Another place in the back mountain, the place of cliffs, the top of the clouds.
Ye Feng sat cross-legged, his mind sank, the majestic qi and blood roared in the heavenly veins, the rolling sound waves were like thunder, the nine dark knots opened together, the mighty sound resounded, the consummate sword of death condensed, and a destructive killing intent was condensed.
The first great divine treasure, a barrier is like a moat in front of you, the crystal bones bloom, the terrifying qi and blood burn, and the eighty-one heavenly tracks converge, vast as an abyss.
Thundered!
Qi and blood roared, the terrifying sword of death condensed, and a black long sword pierced through the heavens and the earth, with momentum like a rainbow, with infinite power, brazenly towards the vast wall of the small world on that side.
The Sword of Silence, the Sword of Silence.
Boom!
Sparks splashed everywhere, this blow actually burst out with sparks, the solid barrier shook, there was no reaction, and the huge force shook out, like a war drum beating, the black giant sword shattered, and the qi and blood rolled upside down, making Ye Feng's body float, his face turned white, and blood stains appeared at the corners of his mouth.
On the cliff, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale, he hid a barrier, and he was unimaginably strong, it seemed that he could not be smashed by his current self.