Although Ye Feng regretted it, he was indeed very calm in his heart, this 8th-order powerhouse was already making the final death struggle. (Book House)

It seems that he saw that victory was just around the corner, Liu Bei's offensive was getting more and more fierce, only he was the strongest in the field, and he had the greatest chance of winning the final blow, but there could be no accident at this time.

However, the strength of the 8th-order powerhouse was still beyond Ye Feng's expectations, and after a full four or five minutes, his health was on the verge of a cordon.

After such a long outburst, the man's physical strength was also very depleted, he was wheezing violently, and the offensive was getting weaker and weaker.

The eyes of the people on the field were getting brighter and brighter, and they all knew that the target was already the fish on the chopping board, and they were about to complete a feat of killing an 8th-order powerhouse.

Many people on the field didn't have a chance to reach Tier 8 in their lifetimes, but now that they were involved in the battle to kill an Rank 8 powerhouse, it was something worth bragging about for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, the excitement in his heart couldn't be suppressed, if he could grab the final blow, he could proudly say in the future: "I killed an 8th-order powerhouse!"

Under this temptation, most people rushed forward.

Only Ye Feng and Liu Bei were very calm, not carried away by the temptation, but more cautious, slowed down the speed of their attacks, and were on high alert at all times.

"Ahh After a loud roar that resounded through the battlefield, more than a dozen people were knocked away, and they fell to the ground without knowing whether they were alive or dead, and two people became a rain of blood.

The man stood in the middle of the field, covered in blood, with only a trace of health left, as if it would be emptied at the touch of a touch.

But the rest of the people all stopped alive, their minds were all clear, and they were even covered in cold sweat.

The man in the field is not a lamb to be slaughtered, but a tiger that chooses to be eaten, as evidenced by what happened just now.

After calming down, everyone found that hundreds of people had fallen unconsciously, and there were definitely no less than a hundred people killed in the battle.

The man covered in blood finally made people face up to the majesty of the strong and could not be trampled on at will, and the blood on his body was not only his own, but more of the enemy's.

Everyone hesitated, they were like a pack of wolves, and the man standing still in the field was a lion, even the dignity of a lion who was about to die was not something that a wolf could easily provoke.

But the two guys who were hiding behind were both eye-catching, and at the same time launched an attack on the man in the field.

Ye Feng knew that the man was already at the end of the crossbow, and this was a good time to make a move.

After making a move, he immediately found Liu Bei, who was also shooting on the other side, but he already had the victory in his heart.

It is said that Liu Bei, as a 7th-order powerhouse, has a much faster attack speed than Ye Feng, but after Ye Feng used [Angry Heart] and [Angry Strike], his attack speed has increased several times.

Moreover, Liu Bei has never shown the means to increase the speed of his attack, and in the difficult battle with the man just now, Ye Feng did not believe that Liu Bei dared to hide any powerful means.

Both of them were very fast, and in the blink of an eye, their weapons seemed to fall on the man in the field at the same time.

However, Ye Feng's face showed joy, because he heard the system prompt ringing in his ears: "Congratulations, kill Wu Qi, the general of the Yellow Turban Army, and get a reward of 100,000 meritorious service."

It is said that Ye Feng's current city government should be full of joy and anger, but this time the surprise is too big.

Although he had long expected that the value of an 8th-order powerhouse would definitely be expensive, he did not expect that there would be a huge amount of 100,000, which was comparable to the harvest of a fierce battle.

In fact, it is more reasonable to think about it, after all, the strength of the 8th-order powerhouse is too strong, and with the player's current strength, it is only a matter of death, and Ye Feng is also a coincidence this time.

And think about the price paid this time, the hundreds of people who died in battle, including more than a dozen sixth-order masters, if it was just for this kind of merit, it would definitely outweigh the losses.

So Ye Feng picked the peaches without any effort this time, and the best choice was to make a fortune in a muffled voice, and he could also push it to Liu Bei.

Now the joy on his face was exposed at once, Ye Feng looked at the burning eyes full of anger around him, and he immediately said: "This kind of strong person is definitely worth a lot of money, and the first rank is also a great achievement, so I won't participate in these."

The anger of the people around him disappeared immediately, anyway, there was no chance to kill, and now the most important thing was the immediate benefits, and immediately began to think about how to distribute it.

Only Liu Bei gritted his teeth for a while, hid his emotions again, and joined the discussion.

Ye Feng watched everyone else discuss, but his heart was dripping blood, the head of the 8th order powerhouse was of no use to the player, but he was also very greedy for its wealth, but it was a pity that he could only watch it.

In order to be out of sight, he said loudly: "Okay, put it away first, and discuss it after the war is over."

Looking at the items found on the man's body, Ye Feng's heart hurt again, these should have been his share, why did they reveal their stuffing at that time? Still too young! We must learn the lesson of this time.

Seeing such a rich harvest, everyone became excited, and it seemed that the previous sacrifice was worth it.

Except for those few unlucky leaders who even died, those who survived were winners.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, thinking that there was still such an enemy on the battlefield, he immediately said excitedly: "Yes, yes!"

It seems that the 8th-order powerhouse is regarded as a boss who sends money and equipment, although it is indeed the case in the eyes of players, Ye Feng suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.

The combined team now only has two 7th-order powerhouses, Liu Bei and Wu Ming, and where there are no 7th-order powerhouses, it is not as easy as them.

Under the guidance of the soldiers, they soon arrived at the nearest place where a situation had occurred, where an 8th order powerhouse had also appeared.

But there is no 7th order powerhouse here, and the situation is very miserable, and more than a dozen nearby teams have already invested in it.

Each squad of the combined team has as few as 100 people, as many as nearly 300 people, and there are at least two or three thousand people in a dozen squads, and the fate of these people can be imagined.

Ye Feng saw a hellish scene of Shura, countless severed limbs and stumps on the ground and blood flowing like a stream.

But no one retreated because of this, and they still rushed forward one after another, and in the center of them was a bald man with a calm expression, covered in blood and a few hideous scars on his face, like a Shura who had come out of hell.

The bald man was calm, and it was obvious that the killing of more than half an hour just now was easy for him, and he did not consume much physical strength.

"This is the true strength of an 8th-order powerhouse!" Ye Feng sighed.