"Do you hear, our soldiers, none of them don't want to kill you!" Yang Fan pointed at Ling Feng, there was obviously a trace of perverted pleasure on his face, and then shouted, "This is how the spy ends!"

"Roar!"

The 500,000 people made a sound like a wolf's howl, staring at Ling Feng and the others one by one, their eyes full of bloodlust.

Ling Feng glanced at it casually, only to find that the spies of the enemy country were all pale at the moment, and they were frightened by the formation in front of them.

Obviously, compared to Ling Feng, they still lacked some courage. Because they have never had the experience of Ling Feng hovering on the edge of life and death!

Although he was only seventeen years old, Ling Feng's mentality was very calm. He had experienced a lot of life and death experiences, and although the momentum in front of him was terrifying, it was not enough to scare him Ling Feng.

"Hmph, a group of rabble, delusional attempts to intimidate the young master?" Ling Feng had completely lost patience with Yang Fan, and he didn't expect the other party to find out and cancel the guilt that had been forcibly imposed on him.

In that case, then why waste time? In the Immortal Spirit Country, no one can decide the life and death of his Ling Feng, this is the advantage, and it is also the source of his confidence.

Immediately, Ling Feng also flicked his sleeve robe and shouted very domineeringly. Even in the face of 500,000 soldiers who were full of evil spirits, he had no fear at all.

Tianlu, what can make a high-minded warrior succumb is never the number of people, but the real strength. As the old saying goes, when the strong are angry, they slaughter the city for thousands of miles. Imagine that all the creatures of a city are slaughtered with a wave of your hand, this is the peerless powerhouse!

Although such a strong man is ferocious, he is completely capable of making thousands of warriors surrender!

And Yang Fan, although his strength is not weak, it is simply a pipe dream to make him succumb to Ling Feng by relying on 500,000 of them. He knew what the other party was doing, but he just wanted to use the momentum of the soldiers to make him spit out more information.

Without thoroughly determining the purpose of Ling Feng and the other 'spies' coming to the Immortal Spirits, Yang Fan would not easily get rid of them. And once they are shocked by the scene in front of them, and they are revealed, then the next thing to face them is death.

For such a means, Ling Feng was quite clear. In the face of 500,000 people, not only did he not have the slightest fear in his eyes, but he looked contemptuous.

The rebelliousness in his bones is also vividly manifested at this moment.

"Hu country thief, Hugh has to speak wildly!" beside Yang Fan, a guard shouted angrily and whipped at Ling Feng.

Obviously, Ling Feng's words had completely aroused the anger of the public.

Whew!!

Driven by spiritual power, the sharp fine iron whip pierced the aura of heaven and earth, and directly whipped it with a sharp whining sound. Before the whip arrived, the compressed spiritual power wind was drawn. Ling Feng only felt a sharp knife-like thing cut down his arm, and then a blood mark seeped out of his arm.

His pupils shrank, and he hurriedly took a step back, dodging the whip. Then, his face finally had a hint of solemnity. Yang Fan has such a strong strength with just one guard by his side, it seems that this army is not as weak as he imagined.

Yang Fan is just a vanguard general, he has such a strong strength, and there are several more powerful masters above him. If there were no little demons, I am afraid that it would be difficult to escape today. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little afraid.

A look of surprise flashed in the guard's eyes, obviously surprised that Ling Feng had dodged his whip. His own cultivation is not weak, and it can even be said that he is far superior to Ling Feng, and this whip is his most proud weapon, and his speed is so fast that he has never missed even under opponents of the same realm.

Unexpectedly, he was avoided by a boy who was only seventeen years old today, and he was quite unhappy in his heart. Especially when he missed in front of so many soldiers, it made him lose face.

"Huh, want to run?" the guard snorted coldly. The soles of his feet stomped on the ground fiercely, and his body swept in. The whip in his hand was thrown out of circles one by one, constantly whipping the aura, making a creepy 'whirring' sound.

Ling Feng's gaze froze, and his face turned cold. The next moment, the spiritual power in his body surged out, the soles of his feet were windy, and he stepped on the mysterious steps, directly facing the other party.

If you want to trample on the master in front of 500,000 soldiers, it depends on whether you have the ability to this amount. Originally, he was very unhappy when he was whipped under the sudden attack of the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't play anymore and continued to pursue.

The guard's eyes reflected Ling Feng's figure, and when he saw that the other party was actually coming towards him, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a cruel smile. I was secretly happy in my heart, this kid was too young after all, and he was too confident in his own strength.

Although Ling Feng had some strength, if he wanted to use his strength in the early stage of the Rebirth Realm to compete with him, there was only one result, and he was trampled on by him from time to time. The battle wasn't over yet, and he seemed to have seen the miserable scene of Ling Feng being covered in blood by him.

Yang Fan quietly watched the two fight, without the slightest intention of stopping. He had absolute confidence in this guard, believing that the other party would definitely be able to defeat Ling Feng.

This is not a battle with suspense, but a battle of crushing. It's good that this kid can be frustrated, and things will be easier to handle when the time comes. Although it is said that he will shoot faster, but it doesn't seem to be something to show off to deal with a teenager in front of so many soldiers, thinking like this, he can only acquiesce to the guards around him.

Ling Feng's body flew away in mid-air, but this speed was like an ant in the eyes of the other party.

"If that's all you can do, then you'll have to die!" the guard couldn't help but shout, and the whip in his hand suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and burst out at a terrifying speed.

Everyone saw only a flash of lightning flashing, and then the whip disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.

Because the speed of the whip was so fast, even Ling Feng couldn't see the trajectory of the whip. He just felt a huge sense of crisis spreading in his heart, and it seemed that he didn't have time to react, and the terrifying whip reappeared. The whip appeared, less than a foot away from Ling Feng.

The sharp qi on the whip turned into a sharp blade, and Ling Feng only felt the pain of being cut on his face. Then, a look of horror finally welled up on his face.

The guard sneered, and the whip was already whipped away. He believed that if the whip was drawn, the other party would be half dead. When he saw the look of fear on Ling Feng's face, there was a touch of pride in his heart.

How could he, who became famous in the Dragon Gate with his supernatural divine whip, fail in front of a young man in Hu State? Wouldn't that be a big joke in the world!

Laugh at!!

The whip finally whipped towards Ling Feng's face, and the sharp whip directly cut off half of Ling Feng's head. With a 'snort', Ling Feng's face distorted to an inhuman, and the next moment, his body completely burst away.

Hiss!

That's the end of it? That rebellious and arrogant young man, is finally no match for Min Fan? Seeing Ling Feng's end so miserable, several of Hu Guo's spies were shocked and gasped a few times one after another.

(End of chapter)