Yan Beifeng lowered his head slightly, and suddenly, he grinned and let out a crazy laugh.

He laughed maniacally, and in his blood-like eyes, two bloody tears slowly flowed.

His face was distorted, and his long hair flowed like a madman.

That laughter carried a great sense of mockery, and Fang Yunjian thought that he was mocking his meanness.

But in fact, no, Yan Beifeng is mocking the world, mocking those people whose souls are twisted.

Feng Qingshi and Fang Yunjian, these two people, pulled Yan Beifeng from his originally peaceful life to the point where he is now, and even continued to force him to force him into the abyss.

Yan Beifeng, who has always believed in justice and light, developed hatred for this world for the first time.

But this choice in front of him, should Yan Beifeng choose like this?

Gradually, Yan Beifeng's laughter subsided, he closed his eyes slightly, and whispered in a deep voice: "The benefactor suffered because of me, and it is unkind to abandon it; The thousands of soldiers of the Storm Army trust me, and are willing to follow me in battle, even if it costs with their lives, if it is betrayed, it is unjust. ”

After that, Yan Beifeng raised his head and looked at Fang Yunjian in the sky: "Fang Yunjian, I, Yan Beifeng, hereby promise that I myself will leave the Storm Legion and be loyal to you, please let go of the Wu family and don't embarrass them again, otherwise, I, Yan Beifeng, will not spare you." ”

"Yan Army Master ......," the soldiers of the Storm Legion shouted in surprise in unison.

Yan Beifeng turned his head and said loudly: "From today on, Zhang Liang is your military master, and there is no longer such a person as Yan Beifeng in the Storm Legion." ”

With that, Yan Beifeng raised the Hidden Dragon Sword and put it on his neck.

"Master Yan, what are you going to do?"

"Lord Yan, no, we can retreat, we will never embarrass you, we must not do this." Zhang Liang shouted worriedly.

And in the sky, Fang Yunjian looked at Yan Beifeng's actions, and he was already roaring angrily: "Yan Beifeng, what are you going to do?" ”

Yan Beifeng closed his eyes slightly, and a milky white dragon lingered around the sword body, and then quickly slashed across Yan Beifeng's neck, blood splashing everywhere.

With a gust of wind blowing, Yan Beifeng's body slowly fell.

At this moment, he no longer had to think about anything in this world, and he didn't have to worry about everything in the unexpected world.

Whether it is persecution or benevolence, it has nothing to do with him Yan Beifeng.

And after he died, all the value had disappeared, and similarly, the people of the martial arts family and the Yan family had no use value.

At this moment, Yan Beifeng finally understood that he himself was the bane of all this, as long as he died, the Wu family and the Yan family would no longer be in danger.

Last time, he carried everything, left the house with humiliation, and followed Feng Qingshi to fight on the battlefield.

This time, he took on everything equally and gave with his life.

"The ...... of the Yan Army" accompanied by Zhang Liang's painful cry, and the entire soldiers of the Storm Legion knelt down in unison against Yan Beifeng.

That is, their highest respect for this powerful military lord who is affectionate, righteous and responsible.

"Faucet, how's the situation on your side?" The blood wolf of the Northeast region asked through the communicator.

"Yan Beifeng, dead." Fang Yunjian said in a deep voice, his mood slightly depressed.

"Then, are these people from the martial arts family still killed?"

"It's a fart, Yan Beifeng is dead, they have lost their use value, killing that group of good people will make me infamous through the ages, leave them alone, come back quickly." Fang Yunjian said angrily.

Immediately after, Fang Yunjian's gaze directed at Zhang Liang, who was kneeling in front of the Storm Legion formation.

"I'm still here, aren't these guys too careless?" Fang Yunjian lowered his head and muttered to himself, he had already launched an attack abruptly, turning into an afterimage, and rushed straight towards Zhang Liang.

"Warlord, be careful." Ding Lei reacted first, and he quickly stood up, wanting to resist Fang Yunjian.

But suddenly, a streamer flashed, and Ding Lei's head was cut off instantly.

The Sword Mountain Realm opened up again, unscrupulously strangling those Storm Warriors who were still in a state of grief.

At the same time, Fang Yunjian imprinted his palm on Zhang Liang's head, blasting his head entirely.

In an instant, the entire Stormwind Legion went viral, and all the Predators were red-eyed and let out angry roars.

"Kill them all, kill everyone here, slaughter thousands of miles, to sacrifice the spirit of the Lord in the sky."

I don't know who shouted this sentence angrily, and it was immediately echoed by everyone.

"Slaughter the city, leave no one behind."

"Kill ......"

The 10,000 Storm Warriors went completely insane, and they launched a charge, instantly drowning Fang Yunjian, as well as the armored division behind him.

The tanks were dismantled to scrap metal in an instant, and the thousands of soldiers with submachine guns in the rear were torn to shreds in an instant.

The building, a minute later, collapsed with a bang.

As their name suggests, the Stormwind Legion is a storm of destruction, destroying everything around them.

Fang Yunjian's Sword Mountain Domain was torn apart again under the frantic siege of thousands of Storm Warriors, and the Storm Warriors rushed towards Fang Yunjian like evil ghosts.

Fang Yunjian killed one enemy after another, but there were more and more enemies around him, and one attack after another smashed on Fang Yunjian's body.

They were not afraid of death, their blood was boiling, their eyes were red, and they attacked Fang Yun Sword.

In just five extremely short minutes, Fang Yunjian's internal strength had consumed more than half, and he had even begun to get injured.

Boom......

A storm of red yuan force dispersed, rushing away dozens of people around him, and immediately after, Fang Yunjian soared into the sky and flew up hundreds of meters into the air.

"It's insane." Looking at the storm warriors who were destroying everywhere in the capital, Fang Yunjian said in astonishment.

Under the protection of Tuoba Mountain, Xie Rongjun fled far away and hid, facing such a huge storm army, no matter how strong Xie Rongjun and Tuoba Mountain were, if they didn't run, they would probably be torn apart in an instant.

Fang Yunjian frowned and gave an order to Long Xiang's headquarters: "All of them are dispatched to cooperate with all the military forces in the capital area to suppress the Storm Legion." ”

For a time, special forces, armed police, and field armies were dispatched one after another, cooperating with Long Xiang to begin a large-scale suppression of the Storm Legion, this time, they dispatched 120,000 troops, 4,000 armed helicopters, and 20,000 armored vehicles to launch a large-scale battle in the capital.

Despite this, the Storm Legion still cannot be completely suppressed, except for Long Xiang, other fighters, even special forces, are no different from cannon fodder in front of the Storm Army.

And this is also the fundamental reason why Fang Yunjian didn't fight with Feng Qingshi before, his soldiers are not Feng Qingshi's opponents at all, and the gap is very big.

(End of chapter)