Suddenly, Leng Yin moved, like a bolt of lightning, grabbing Nangong Xue's sword. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He is a martial god, and he is suddenly in trouble, and under Nangong Xue's poisoning, he can't hide at all. He grabbed the blade of the sword at once, and the strong force made her unable to hold the sword, and it was taken away in an instant. Just when she was extremely frightened and desperate, and wanted to smash her own Heavenly Spirit Cover with one palm, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Watch me slaughter him!" ”

Before the words fell, he almost launched an attack in the cold netherworld, and the moment he grabbed the sword, Yun Feiyang also moved.

Like an angry dragon, the iron spear roared out.

"Poison Dragon Drill!"

Yun Feiyang gathered momentum, and it was when the other party was defenseless. He chose the powerful, simple and straightforward Poison Dragon Drill.

Hastily~!

The tip of the black iron spear bloomed with a thrilling black spear, aiming directly at the heart of the Cold Netherworld Protector.

Yun Feiyang has now preliminarily completed the transformation of the true element, and his strength has reached a terrifying 90,000 catties. is only 10,000 catties away, and you can have the power of a dragon. At that time, the basic requirements of the Dragon Elephant Sutra have been met, and you can begin to practice the primary exercises of the Dragon Elephant Sutra.

What he is cultivating now is just an introductory chapter.

It is worthy of a god-level exercise, and just by cultivating the introductory chapter, it can reach 100,000 catties of divine power. If this is replaced by a lower-level emperor-level exercise, I am afraid that it will be possible to cultivate forty or fifty thousand catties of divine power at most.

Under normal circumstances, the generally powerful high-level Martial Emperor only has a basic strength of 40,000 catties.

Yun Feiyang can exert ninety percent of the effective strength, ninety thousand jin of strength, that is, eighty-one thousand jin of effective attack power. In addition, his dragon descending marksmanship broke through not long ago and reached the Dacheng level.

This is a king-level skill that can double its attack power.

In other words, the power is superimposed, and a total of 162,000 catties of terrifying power is concentrated at the tip of the spear to carry out a killing attack on the cold netherworld.

Such a terrifying power, condensed into a single point, can imagine how terrifying its destructive power is. Falling on anything is enough to deal a devastating blow.

Although Leng Nether is the protector of the Overlord Sect, his strength can only be regarded as average. He is currently a beginner-level martial god cultivator, and his basic strength is about 60,000 catties. The combat skills he cultivated were also emperor-level combat skills, but they had not yet reached the Dacheng level, and they were currently only proficient in the level. The combat effectiveness that can be increased is only about eighty percent.

For the beginner martial gods, the most powerful is Gangmang.

It's a pity that the basic strength of Leng Netherworld is 30,000 jin worse than Yun Feiyang, even if the Martial God can exert 100% effective power. It is also 50,000 catties worse than Yun Feiyang.

In addition, he had no intention of calculating and having a heart, and subconsciously believed that Yun Feiyang had been poisoned and lost his combat effectiveness.

So he reacted when the tip of the spear was only five or six inches away from his heart. Leng Youming was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and he said in horror, "You, why are you okay?" At the moment, his only recourse is to resist. Because if you want to dodge, it's definitely too late.

Yun Feiyang naturally wouldn't tell the enemy that he was immune to most poisons because he had been broken by the most vicious pulse in the world, and he was immortal under the catastrophe.

Soft incense powder is just a relatively low poison, the effect of the drug is short, and the onset is fast. If you want to work on Yun Feiyang, it is simply wishful thinking.

Leng Nether tried his best, reaching out and grabbing the iron spear that came to him.

He miscalculated again, the Dacheng-level dragon descending marksmanship was far more weird than he imagined. As soon as he grabbed it, his fingers only touched the barrel of the gun, but he couldn't catch it.

"Smack!"

"Poof!"

The first thing the iron spear broke through was the cold netherworld's aura shield that spread all over the body, like a symphony of gold and iron. Next, what comes across is soft armor. It's just that because the power is too great and concentrated at one point, even the Xuanbing soft armor can't resist its piercing. It only partially offsets the destructive power.

In the end, the iron spear successfully penetrated the body of the cold netherworld, and at this time, it also encountered huge resistance.

When he reached the realm of the martial gods, his physical body had been tempered and was very powerful.

A sneer appeared on Leng Youming's face, his body was like a spinning top, spinning rapidly, and he actually retreated a little to the afterlife. But as soon as his smug smile of survival bloomed on his face, the next moment it turned into horror and despair. Because a dark flame burned in his chest.

"Different, different, different fire......"

"Please don't kill me......"

Leng Youming couldn't care about any dignity anymore, and begged for mercy from Yun Feiyang with a pale face. It's a pity that Yun Feiyang never thought about giving him a chance to live. This kind of person, as long as he breathes a sigh of relief, may immediately backfire.

"Dragons have reverse scales, Xue'er is my reverse scales, and anyone who wants to plot against her will have to pay the price!" Yun Feiyang's voice was extremely indifferent, and he swung his iron spear to kill the cold underworld that had been wrapped in black fire.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!" Leng Yin knew that he would die, and his original form was revealed, and he pounced on Yun Feiyang.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any advantage, and even the Gang Qi shield has been broken. And there is a terrifying phoenix fire burning on his body. In less than ten seconds, he crashed to the ground, rolled a few times, and was eventually burned to ashes.

"The Emperor spares his life!"

"It's all this damn cold netherworld, forcing us to rebel and calculate your ......"

Seeing that Leng Youxia, who was regarded as a backer, was killed by Yun Feiyang, the two of them were so frightened that their legs and stomachs trembled, their faces were like dirt, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Yun Feiyang grabbed the two of them one in one hand, and at the same time took Nangong Xue and General Guan to the outside. None of the masters of the Blood Feather Army dared to stop them, and they dodged one after another.

"Everyone, listen to the Blood Feather Army, your deputy commander has already confessed to his crimes, and those who lay down their arms and surrender can be punished lightly. If there is a stubborn person who dares to resist, there will be no forgiveness for killing, and the nine clans will be punished! Yun Feiyang's voice was cold and majestic.

He was originally born as a soldier, so he naturally understands what these soldiers are most afraid of?

A group of Blood Feather Army soldiers found that their boss was being carried by Yun Feiyang in their hands like a dead dog, and they already had the intention to surrender. Coupled with Yun Feiyang's cruel words to punish the nine clans, it made everyone's hearts tremble, "clang, clang", the weapon was thrown on the ground, and they begged to surrender one after another.

Deputy Commander Pang and the others were anxious, but now they saw that Yun Feiyang came out safely, and captured two enemy deputy commanders. They couldn't help but let out bursts of cheers, and galloped over to protect the emperor.

"After depriving weapons, ordnance and other items, all the soldiers of the Blood Feather Army were all taken into the northern city of the imperial capital. Identity verification will be carried out one by one and different treatments will be carried out. Those who fail to meet the requirements will be sent home. Those who have sinned deeply shall be served as servitude. Those who are outstanding and qualified, after being verified and found to have no problems, can continue to maintain their establishment and be assigned to serve in other armies. Yun Feiyang's voice was indifferent and he shouted majestically.

All the soldiers of the Blood Feather Army surrendered.

Rebellion is a big sin to lose the head, Yun Fei is benevolent and charitable, and it is already a blessing not to kill them.

At this point, a crisis was successfully resolved, and the powerful Blood Feather Legion was subdued without a single soldier. The national strength of the Feiyun Empire was preserved, but it did not cause the destruction of human beings.

After subduing the Blood Feather Legion, Yun Feiyang felt that the invisible true dragon aura became a little stronger, and he was also secretly happy in his heart.

Bad things like to come side by side, and good things come together in a string.

There are thirteen legions in the Feiyun Empire, and so far, except for the Tempest Legion, which is loyal to Yunfeiyang, the other legions are still on the sidelines. Those army commanders, all of them are old oilers, wild in their hearts, and want to be emperors.

The Blood Feather Army surrendered, and immediately the commanders and chief generals of the seven legions rushed to the imperial capital overnight to show their loyalty to Yun Feiyang.