"Is this kid crazy? Actually give up resisting! "The green robe has killed countless enemies, and although the time to fight Yun Feiyang is extremely short, this young opponent is one of the most difficult enemies. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is not weaker than those old monsters, and in terms of adaptability and ruthlessness, it is even far better than some veterans of the rivers and lakes.

But this is the case, Yun Feiyang generously turned his back to his sword, without any defense.

Although there were some doubts in his heart, the green robe had killed countless people, so he naturally would not be soft and hesitant, and the short sword in his hand was sharper and more fierce.

The short Martial Emperor made a thick-backed slashing sword, which was also a Xuan soldier. This thing is a heavy weapon, and if heavy metals such as dark iron are added, it can be compared to the sledgehammer in the hands of the dwarven master.

A knife came over, and before the knife arrived, the wind was already extremely terrifying.

The sound of the knife whistling is enough to make the timid people soften.

"Cut in half!" A perverted smile appeared on the face of the short Martial Emperor. The silver-white sword swept towards Yun Feiyang's waist.

Yun Feiyang's face was calm, holding the gun with both hands, "Critical hit!" "He didn't use the dragon descending spear technique this time, and what he used was only the most basic and savage gun move. Pick up the gun and smash it down.

His strength is 50,000 catties, and if he uses clever marksmanship, he can increase the chance of hitting the enemy. But in terms of strength, there will be a lot of loss, and maybe in the end, about forty percent of the power will play a role. The most brutal and direct crit, on the contrary, has almost no loss of power, and it can still take advantage of it.

Bang!

Both sides are fast and fast, and the guns are longer than the knives, so when the knives have not yet reached the body, they fight together. A loud crit was heard, and the ears of the shaking clouds were buzzing, as if they were deaf. His hands were even more under great countershock, his mouth cracked, and his arms were sore.

The situation of the short man seemed to be worse, and with a bang, the knife had been directly smashed to the ground by Yun Feiyang.

With a critical strike power of 50,000 catties, there is almost no loss, which is more than double his strength. Naturally, he could no longer hold the big knife in his hand and fell to the ground on the spot. His arms were also hanging down because the force of the pulldown was too strong, too abrupt. Significant dislocation.

"Go!"

Yun Feiyang was determined to kill this person, so naturally he had a back move, and a wisp of black flame shot out from his toes. The target was the short Martial Emperor who was very close.

At this moment, the short Emperor Wu was a little dazed, he was stunned by Yun Feiyang's toughness.

Black fire shot in, and he wanted to dodge, but because the distance was too close, coupled with the dislocation of his arms, his reaction was not as sensitive as usual. was stained by black fire to the corners of his clothes.

Rumble!

It was simply a spark splashed into the gas cylinder, and the short Martial Emperor was instantly swallowed by the black flames, screaming and rolling all over the ground. It only took a dozen seconds to burn to ashes.

The flying phoenix fire, after devouring the flame lizard fire of Longbei Yan, greatly increased its power. The time to burn a Martial Emperor was greatly shortened.

Almost at the same time as he killed the short Martial Emperor, his back was in severe pain, and the red-scaled soft armor failed to block the green robe's sword, and a big hole was cut. Then, the body burst in, mercilessly tearing a huge wound in his back. Blood gushed out, and Yun Feiyang almost lost his breath in pain.

To minimize the damage, he threw himself forward and rolled on the spot.

But the green robe didn't stop, and he pounced again and again, and he had to roll over and over. The wound on his back was tugged at, and the blood gushed even more rapidly. And the cracked flesh rubbed on the ground, and the pain made him hiss and inhale the cold air, and his eyes turned black.

Finally, Yun Feiyang rolled to the front of the Dan furnace. At this time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the silver spear swept, wanting to force the one-eyed old man away, and then get up and think of a way. Unexpectedly, the old man in the green robe reached out and grabbed the silver spear, shouted "let go", and snatched the silver spear away.

If Yun Feiyang hadn't been seriously injured, he would definitely not have snatched the weapon.

But at this moment, the wound on his back is very deep and long, and if he tries too hard, he is afraid that he will lose too much blood and go into shock on the spot, and even die.

Call!

At this critical juncture, it is impossible to keep the weapon. Yun Feiyang had an idea, and the phoenix fire entered the body of the gun from the palm of his hand, and then let go. Black flames immediately rushed down the hilt to the head of the gun.

The position of the green robe's gripper, below the head of the gun.

This kind of black flame was killing the short Martial Emperor in an instant, and he naturally didn't dare to let it touch him. Frightened, his face changed, and he hurriedly let go. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yun Feiyang tried his best and rolled violently to the right back. He finally hid behind the Dan furnace.

Just before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the green robe was like a maggot with bones, and like a life-seeking Hades, holding the short sword again and killing him.

"Little thing, you just accept your fate!" The green robe waved the short sword in his hand, drawing a cold ray. Yun Feiyang was even taken away from his weapon, and he was seriously injured, so he had no power to fight back at all.

Whew!

There were several more deep wounds on his body, and a feeling of weakness hit him, and he could feel that his strength was draining, and his life was also draining. Today, I'm afraid I'm going to die at the hands of this gang of gangsters.

"You...... Were you sent by the clouds? "Yun Feiyang's intuition, these people should be the dead soldiers of the Feiyun Empire or the thugs raised by the royal family.

"Hehe, it doesn't hurt to tell you. In three days, it will be a good day for the new emperor to ascend the throne. The dead eldest prince has always been a taboo for the new emperor, even if you only have the same name as the eldest prince, you can't be kept. If you want to blame, go to the underworld to blame your father and mother, and give you such a name. "The green robe may have revealed a few words for the sake of Yun Feiyang being killed and the mission was successfully completed.

Before he could finish speaking, he swung his short sword again and killed him, this time, directly at Yun Feiyang's heart. He wants to pierce his heart with a sword and kill Yun Feiyang completely.

"Poof!"

The sound of a sharp sword slashing into the body, blood splattered.

Yun Feiyang felt blood splash on his face, and he reached out to wipe his face with some difficulty, and sure enough, it was all blood.

"Am I dead? Why doesn't it hurt! He subconsciously looked down at his chest, the one-eyed old man's short sword was still three or four inches away from his chest, and it stopped there forever.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong. Because his chest did not feel the pain of being pierced by the sword, but the other injured parts were painful to the heart and lungs, and it was difficult to breathe.

The one-eyed old man in front of him fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes wide open, and he wanted to look back behind him, but unfortunately he lost his life forever.

Behind him, a simple old man in sackcloth appeared, wiping the blood from his sword. It's none other than the super guard of the Medicine Master Branch, the Mai Sword God.

"Hey, I didn't expect that you, a small Tuomai Realm, would be able to control the wound and prevent it from bleeding. It seems that the old man's bottle of good hemostatic white medicine can be saved! The Mai Sword God looked at Yun Feiyang with some surprise, controlling the wounds on his body with a cold expression. Originally, a wound of this size, a few minutes was enough for a person's blood to drain and eventually die.

But only a small amount of blood flowed from Yun Feiyang's wound.

Obviously, the bones can be seen deeply, but they can not bleed, which can only show that Yun Feiyang has a profound self-healing door.