(Recommended reading: Snow Tiger answered Ye Feng with a tiger roar, and after the roar, his limbs were forced, and the tiger body jumped up directly and pounced on the disciples of the sects, and he had already told Ye Feng with his actions that it Snow Tiger was willing to accompany him in a battle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Feng raised his head and laughed loudly at the blood moon, this laughter was full of joy and unyielding.

"If you reverse right and wrong, your mind is full of flattery, it's better for a fierce beast to dare to act so freely."

Snow Tiger aroused Ye Feng's enthusiasm, every tiger roar stimulated Ye Feng's nerves, and in the face of the siege of 1,700 people, there was no cowardice in his eyes, but there was a strong fighting intent.

Waving Fang Tian's halberd, the halberd whirred and hung down with the sound of the wind. The curved blades on both sides of the halberd tip were like the blood moon in the night sky, breaking through the flesh of the enemy and slicing off the bones of the white body.

Blood splattered and wailed to the sky.

Tonight's Qingshui Country is destined not to be peaceful, and it is destined to be a river of bones and blood under the ten-mile long slope.

"From the day I became a hero to the present, how many people have died at my hands? Even though these hands were covered in blood, I didn't think I had fallen into the devil's path. But today, I, Ye Feng, will be the evil Moluo once. ”

The splashed blood instantly stained most of Ye Feng's clothes, and under Ye Feng's swing of Fang Tian's halberd again and again, everyone who was close to him fell in batches in a pool of blood.

Killing is bloody, and there is no right or wrong, no mercy, no mercy, no mercy, only life and death on this killing battlefield.

If you want to live, you can't be defeated with thousands of injuries, and you can survive if you continue to fight. If he dies, he will also be arrogant and murderous to shock the soldiers of all directions, stand on the bones of the blood pool, and the courage will also suppress the commander of the thousands of troops.

Ye Feng, did it.

The people who had not died in the pool of blood were wailing in pain, and this wail pierced everyone's soul, and the blood moon in the night sky was so shocked that it quietly hid behind the dark clouds, and the earth trembled slightly.

At this moment, no one doubted Ye Feng's killing of the Quartet in the Hengyue Sect, and no one questioned Ye Feng's ability to kill the seven elders of the Hengyue Sect at the same time.

At this moment, the remaining two hundred and seven sect masters were all shocked, and among them, there were dozens of people clenched their fists, but if you look at their fists, you will clearly find that those fists are trembling.

Looking at the sect masters who were holding weapons in their hands, the weapons in their hands did not bring them the slightest sense of security, but as the disciples fell down one by one, the fear in their eyes became stronger and stronger.

It wasn't just them who were shocked and made their bones tremble, Ning Pozi and the old man surnamed Zuo felt that their scalps were tingling. In this short quarter of an hour, the cold sweat on the backs of the two had already wet the robes.

If you look at the eyes of the two again, there is no longer the slightest contempt and ridicule, but a deep fear and disbelief.

Ning Pozi and the old man surnamed Zuo were already over half a hundred years old, and they roamed the rivers and lakes in Xuanwu Country at the age of fourteen or fifteen, asking themselves that they had seen too many killings in their lives, and there were not a few people who had seen decisive killings and cruelty.

But the two of them had to admit that they had never seen a fifteen-year-old boy calm in the face of a thousand sieges in their lives, let alone a teenager who could take the lives of dozens of early-stage chivalrous men with a wave of his weapon.

Especially Ning Pozi, it is not the first time she has come to Qingshui Country, to be precise, it is the third time.

The first time I came to Qingshui Country was fifty years ago, and the strongest person Ning Pozi saw at that time was a chivalrous mid-stage veteran. The second time I came here was thirty years ago, and there were already late-stage chivalrous people in the Qingshui Country, even if there were not many of them, there were seven or eight of them.

This time was the third time, she didn't know if the cultivation of that old Taoist had been promoted to a chivalrous warrior, but in just a few days, she also noticed that the Qingshui Kingdom was much stronger again, with as many as a thousand chivalrous people in the middle stage, and as many as a dozen chivalrous in the later stage.

The changes in the rivers and lakes of Qingshui Country made Ning Pozi a little frightened, but it was not as good as the scene in front of her.

"How can there be such a ruthless person in this small Qingshui country? He...... He's only fifteen years old, I can't imagine a few more years...... No, how strong it will be in another year.

Ning Pozi's face was bloodless, and the scene in front of her had already subverted her impression of Qingshui Kingdom.

"Mrs. Ning, this son's cultivation is not below you and me, and it can even be said that he is between Sima Haoyue and him." The old man surnamed Zuo frowned, and his pale face was gloomy and frightening.

As soon as the words of the old man surnamed Zuo came out, Ning Pozi's body trembled slightly.

"Zuo Lin, can your words be true? Then Sima Haoyue's cultivation can be ...... further, no! This son cannot be kept, and must be killed today. Once they are allowed to leave, there will be no place for you and me to live in Qingshui and Xuanwu Kingdom. For the first time, Ning Pozi's face showed a panicked look, and she lowered her voice and said, "It's better to ...... Just do what was discussed on the road before. How is it? ”

Zuo Lin suddenly turned his head sideways and looked at Mrs. Ning, his expression was gloomy and solemn, and a look of thought flashed in his eyes: "But ......." ”

"Zuo Lin, the general is outside, and the main order is not subject to it. If you don't kill this son today, it will not only be the Hengyue faction that will be unlucky, but also you and me. Ning Pozi's face showed a hint of anxiety, and he pointed to Ye Feng, who was fighting on the pile of dead bodies, and said: "This son has killed more than five hundred people, most of the sect masters of the three hundred and thirty sects have died, and more than a thousand disciples have already retreated. If they lose their fighting spirit, you and I will not escape death today. ”

Zuo Lin's eyes rolled and rolled, and he was silent for a moment, looked at Ye Feng, and nodded.

Ning Pozi showed a hint of joy, hurriedly glanced at the battlefield in front of her, took a deep breath and shouted: "The head of the Hengyue Sect has an order, those who hurt Ye Feng will be rewarded with one hundred taels of silver, and those who severely damage Ye Feng will be rewarded with a pseudo-Xuan-level martial arts, and a pseudo-king weapon blade." Those who cut off Ye Feng's head can rush to the Hengyue Sect Purple Moon Hall to receive one million taels of silver, three pseudo-Xuan-rank martial arts, and three pseudo-king weapon blades. If the head of a sect kills Ye Feng, he can get a Purple Moon Order, and with this order, he can be protected by the head of Sima Haoyue once. ”

This sentence was mixed with the vitality of Ning Pozi, and it exploded like a muffled thunder in Shilipo.

Looking at the sect masters and heads of the sects who were still alive, a crazy smile gradually appeared in the shock, and those thousands of people who were resigned were even more energetic, and the morale of the army of thousands of people increased by leaps and bounds in an instant.

"Kill! Kill Ye Feng to get weapons and cheats. ”

"The disciples of the Lingyun Sect will surround Ye Feng for me, if anyone dares to retreat half a step, don't blame me Zhang Ruliang Sect rules to deal with it."

"The disciples of the Wuhua Sect listen to the order, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you kill Ye Feng, not only will your prestige cause a sensation in the Qingshui Kingdom, but you will also have pseudo-Xuan-level martial arts cultivation. Kill! Kill me. ”

Zhang Ruliang and Wang Liangcai had been dyed with blood, and at this moment, they had forgotten that there was more skin and flesh on their bodies, and they had forgotten that they had almost been killed by Ye Feng's Fang Tian Halberd several times.

At this time, in the minds of the two of them, there were only pseudo-Xuan-rank martial arts and pseudo-king weapon blades.

There are not a few people who are carried away by the reward, and after Zhang Ruliang and Wang Liangcai roared angrily, they could hear the instructions of the sect masters everywhere to kill Ye Feng.

And Ye Feng, with a wave of Fang Tianhalberd, shook off the blood at the tip of the halberd, looked up at the sky and laughed loudly.

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