Due to the fall of the enemy's two Transformation Spiritual Cultivators one after another, although there were still several Spirit Sects in their array, when they saw the terrifying scene of their two Dharma Protectors being killed, the Jing people, who were already leaderless, were suddenly disheartened and fled.

In the face of such a good situation that was hard to get, how could Xiaofeng let it go easily. So he made a quick decision and decided to destroy the main force of the other side first, and then turn around and pursue the fleeing enemy on the other side of the river.

After giving his thoughts to him, he galloped to the other end of the valley, where he stood alone on a battlefield full of corpses, blocking Yasuto's path.

I only heard Xiao Feng shouting: "Those who kill innocents indiscriminately will be killed by the whole world!"

"Lingyun, go!"

With a loud shout from Xiao Feng, the Lingyun Sword flew away on its own, dragging a long sword shadow around the battlefield. For a while, the shouts of killing echoed again in this mountain of corpses and blood.

And Xiao Feng was not idle, and he carried the Breaking Kun Sword to meet those Jingren who were flying in mid-air.

The first to fight together were naturally those Jing people who had cultivated in the Spirit Sect, the highest of their cultivation was only in the middle of the Spirit Sect, and the lowest had just stepped into the early stage of the Spirit Sect.

Although the other party's cultivation is not low, at this time, Xiaofeng has reached the late stage of the Spirit Sect's cultivation, and with the magic weapon of Pokun in hand, how can they be opponents.

After only a quarter of an hour of fighting, except for one seriously injured Spirit Sect who escaped, the rest were also killed by him.

However, he didn't bother to chase anymore, after all, the battle situation below was very tight.

Although the Lingyun Sword was full of power, the Jing army was huge in number, and the battle line was too long, and it could not take care of the entire front, and many Jing people had already fled.

Therefore, after dealing with a few Spirit Sects, Xiao Feng quickly joined the battle group, which stopped the continuous escape of the Jing army.

In the face of the pursuit of soldiers in the rear and the flanking attack of a strong enemy in front, the desire of the Jingren army to survive was immediately aroused, and they did not flee, but reorganized themselves to launch a round of attacks, vowing to break out of the encirclement.

For a time, in the battle array of four or five miles, I saw that the Jingren were dense in the sky and the ground like a tide, shouting and killing and rushing away.

At both ends of the battle array, the Lingyun Sword wandered around, and the huge sword shadow sometimes swept across, sometimes slashed vertically, and the sound of explosions came and went, forcibly blocking the crazy impact of the army again and again.

At the other end of the battle array, Xiao Feng held the broken kun in his hand, slashing horizontally and vertically, and countless Jingren people were in different places, and blood rained everywhere.

And the cold sun golden needle surrounded the small wind, forming a huge sword rain vortex, strangling those who dared to approach.

As far as he was concerned, he did not like to kill, but witnessing the cruelty of countless innocent people and witnessing the devil-like killing of the Yasushi people, his mind was greatly impacted.

To be honest, in his opinion, countless people in Kyushu are innocent, and the vast majority of the Jing people are also innocent. But each is his own master, and he has his own desires when he sacrifices his life to fight.

For this war, which should have been completely ended countless years ago, Xiaofeng knew that the only thing that could stop martial arts was martial arts!

As the saying goes, "Warriors, Nai Zhi Ge is also"!

In order to achieve peace and freedom, the only way to achieve peace and freedom in the face of such a powerful force as the Jingren is to fight violence with violence, to stop force with greater force, and to end the war with war.

Since Xiaofeng was a beggar, after witnessing the warmth and coldness of countless people, he dreamed that one day he could become a chivalrous warrior who punishes rape and eliminates evil at the end of the world, but at that time, he was mostly just for the freedom in his heart and the pleasure of wandering the world.

But now that he saw the destruction of life, the smoke everywhere, and the shattering of mountains and rivers, he woke up to the fact that the chivalry in his heart at that time was just a small righteousness.

The true righteous man should sacrifice his life for righteousness, help the building to save the people of Li from fire and water, live for justice, or die for justice!

It was precisely after figuring out this layer that Xiao Feng accepted everyone's proposal to organize a large army against Jingren under the name of the God King.

At this time, the battle here lasted for nearly half an hour, and under the attack from the front and back, most of the Jing people could not escape this catastrophe, and only a small number of Jing people with high cultivation escaped.

Relative to the results achieved, this part of the escape is almost negligible!

Standing in this sea of corpses and blood like Shura's hell, Xiao Feng's heart was actually full of pride, and at the same time, a trace of sadness rose.

All the way to this day, he has spent most of his time in killing, but for the most part, he belongs to the side that is being hunted down.

He didn't know how long this kind of killing would last, and how many more people would have to die to find peace, and what was the meaning of life in such a war?

"Big brother, how are you?

The little dot that came at this time broke his thoughts.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Xiao Feng couldn't help but sigh a little: "It's okay, it's just a little injured!

"If I can see my big brother, even if I am seriously injured, it will be worth a thousand dollars!"

Xiao Feng wanted to ask why Xiao Budian had become the way he was now, but at this time, Ah Jueling and the others had already come closer.

Ah Jue Ling said: "God King, the enemy army here has been wiped out! I don't know if the enemy who fled behind the big river, should we continue to pursue?"

Xiao Budian and the others were puzzled: "God King?"

Xiao Feng said, "What about the casualties of the clansmen?"

"Don't worry, thirty-two of our clansmen were killed in this battle, ten were seriously wounded, and three hundred were lightly wounded. It's just that most of the clansmen have almost exhausted their physical strength, and I'm afraid they won't be able to attack again!"

"What about the casualties of the other cultivators?"

Lin Xiangxiang said: "Xiao Feng, more than half of my disciples were killed or wounded, and the remaining two thousand cultivators, because they didn't understand your mysterious sword formation, were killed or wounded!"

Xiao Feng said: "I think so, Brother Jue Ling immediately led the clan to clean up the battlefield, collected all the items available to the other party, and also took a rest by the way, and then drove the Feiyun chariot to come!"

Lin Xiangxiang said: "Xiaofeng, what about you?"

Xiao Feng smiled: "I'm going to stop the enemy army before, that's hundreds of thousands of troops, how can I let them escape?"

Xiao Bu nodded: "Then I'll go with you!"

"You're badly wounded, but you'd better follow behind and get some rest. We'll meet up in front of us in a moment!"

Youlan stepped forward and said, "Brother Xiaofeng, why don't I go with you!"

"Brother Youlan is already injured, I am afraid that the injury will be more serious with my help this time, so I should follow and take some pills to recuperate first!"

Lin Xiangxiang said: "Okay, then you be careful yourself, bring your spirit beast, but its speed will also help!"

Xiao Feng said: "No, there is a yellow beast here, so if you encounter any situation, you can notify me as soon as possible!"

With that, he sprang into the air and sped away into the distance.

The sound of the wind was whistling in his ears, and the small wind followed the trailing footsteps of the Jingren army on the ground, trying his best to find it.

Unexpectedly, after crossing the big river, there were endless plains in front of them, but countless grasses had been trampled off by iron hooves, but no trace of Jingren was ever found.

It took half an hour before he found some clues, but the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded!