Everyone in the hall looked shocked, and the mad knife revealed a trace of essence, and said in a deep voice: "It's a sick person!

As soon as he heard the voice of the sick man, all his drunkenness disappeared, and he was full of fighting spirit, told his daughter to stay, and rushed out in a flash.

Li Feng looked at his momentum, his strength was very strong, and he was the third grade of the Soul Venerable!

The others also rushed out, one by one without the slightest hesitation, the sick man is the public enemy of mankind, as long as he fights with the sick man, even if he usually has a grudge, he will also hate the enemy and unite with the outside world!

Li Feng disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in mid-air, and when he looked down, he saw tens of thousands of sick people rushing at the foot of the mountain, frantically killing them, and the whole person of the crazy knife turned into a giant knife surrounded by flames, swept down the air, rushed into the crowd, and launched a merciless killing.

I saw that with a flick of his sword, hundreds of sick people were killed, and he was unstoppable.

"Damn! the mad knife is also there, kill him first!" shouted at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, there were thousands of powerful people in the crowd who rushed towards the mad knife, and the mad knife was not afraid, and pounced on it with a long laugh, killing the thousand sick people in the blink of an eye, which was indeed extraordinary.

Others also arrived and penetrated into the battlefield.

At the foot of the mountain, a steady stream of sick people frantically poured up, fearless of death, as if they were crazy, their target was no longer Flying Sword Peak, but Crazy Sword.

The mad knife was stained with the blood of the sick, and with each flicker, it killed a group of enemies on the spot.

At this time, more than a dozen even larger sick people rushed out from the foot of the mountain, turned into phantoms, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the vicinity of the mad knife and besieged him together.

The mad knife couldn't kill the other party in seconds this time, these guys were obviously not comparable to those who were quick before, the speed was as fast as lightning, the strength was strong, and in less than ten breaths, the mad knife was beaten by them without the power to fight back.

"Haha, Crazy Knife, you die! I didn't expect to meet you here, you should be unlucky!" A sick man laughed wildly, as if killing Crazy Knife would bring him honor and great benefits.

Crazy Dao snorted coldly: "You want to kill Lao Tzu?

As soon as the words fell, thousands of knives appeared around him, and they burst out in an instant, piercing through the dozen or so sick people one after another, and died on the spot!

"But that's it...... cough ......" said Crazy Knife disdainfully, but he covered his chest, bent his left knee, and half-knelt on the ground, and spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood.

He was wounded, and he was too forced, and he was wounded to the very root by dealing with these sick people.

But his eyes were still sharp, and a few people who wanted to sneak up on him were glared at by him, and hurriedly fled to find another opponent.

"Crazy Knife! You are indeed crazy, but I am going to fix your head!" A cold voice came, and a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a mountain-like diseased man, looking at him indifferently, assuming the posture of a victor.

Crazy Dao looked at him, his expression froze, he stood up with his knife on the ground, and said coldly: "It's you, I didn't expect to meet here, you killed my wife back then!

With hatred in his eyes, he stared straight at the other party.

The sick man laughed wildly: "It's a dream, I'll send you to your damn wife today!"

The mad knife roared and pounced on it, and the blade was wide and wide.

However, he rushed fast and retreated faster, and in the blink of an eye, the swift man knocked him back with a punch, and after he landed, he kept coughing up blood, and he had consumed too much strength before, and now he was no match for the other party.

He glared at the sick man fiercely and said angrily: "Despicable!"

"Haha, what about being mean, I know you're very powerful, that's why I sent those guys in front of you to consume your strength, and now you're at the end of the crossbow, obediently accept your fate!" the swift man laughed wildly and pounced on the mad knife, as fast as lightning.

The crazy knife tiger eyes were full of hatred and unwillingness, and then closed his eyes again, whether he died, he could go to see his deceased wife who had missed him for many years.

Bang!

A loud noise came out, but it was not an attack on him, he couldn't help but open his eyes, and then showed joy, looking at Li Feng's back, he was relieved, and secretly said how could he forget him, with him, the sick man is simply a group of ants!

Li Feng made a timely move, knocking the sick man a hundred meters away with one punch.

"Boy, who are you?" The fast man glared at Li Feng angrily, but he was very dignified, and he didn't rush to kill, because he knew very well that the punch just now had proved the strength of the other party, and he was not an opponent at all.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you are going to die!" Li Feng sneered, and with a thought in his heart, a hundred doppelgangers appeared quickly, flying to all parts of the battlefield, it was time to end all this.

In less than half an hour, all the sick people were trapped in the space-time cage and could not move, and they were completely useless in the space-time cage with the speed they could rely on, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for the Grim Reaper to come.

The leader of the sick man glared at Li Feng viciously, he was unwilling, he couldn't figure out why he lost so badly, who was this kid? It was so terrifying that the sick man had no power to fight back against him.

This was so terrifying to him, could it be that the end of the Sick Race had really come?

He was terrified, his body trembled, his mind was in confusion, and he had been severely shaken by the facts in front of him.

After Li Feng trapped these sick people, countless petal rain fell on everyone's body, and the injured recovered one after another, even if it was a stubborn illness before, it was instantly healed, and people were shocked and looked at him dumbfounded, he showed too many miracles, and many people even wanted to kneel down and worship.

"This ......" The leader of the sick man also froze, such a miracle, the sick man is also unheard of.

Could it be that this guy is really a god?

The mad knife looked at the leader and said hatefully, "Brother Li,

Hand him over to me!"

Li Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Okay!"

The mad knife was full of sword strength, condensed a thousand-zhang giant knife, and slashed at the leader of the sick people in the air......

In the hall, everyone gathered around Li Feng, looking at him with admiration, and the mad knife said loudly at this time: "Brother Li, from now on, we will follow you and destroy the disease race together!"

"We'll do it with you!"

"Yes, destroy the Sick Race!"

"Kill them all!"

"We want revenge!"

People have echoed it, and they have regarded Li Feng as the backbone, and everyone has decided in their hearts that as long as Li Feng is there, no one will be able to resist.

Li Feng nodded and accepted everyone's proposal, the Sick Human Race should indeed be destroyed, destroy them here first, otherwise they will go out later, in case they escape, it will cause indelible and devastating damage to the Nine Souls Continent at that time.

And he thought to himself, maybe after destroying the Sick Race, the key should appear!

The task was quickly released, and the people of each force took the initiative to invite people from other forces to act together, gather the strongest strength in the shortest possible time, and launch a war of destruction against the sick people!

Crazy Knife knew where several sick people lived, so Li Feng asked him to lead the way and go to exterminate it, and the war began at this moment!

Ten days later, Li Feng wiped out ten tribes inhabited by the sick people, killing nearly 200,000.

But there is also extremely bad news, the Sick Race will not sit still, and has launched a counterattack, dozens of human races have been wiped out, and the Sick Race has also gathered an army to kill towards Flying Sword Peak from all directions, and no one will be left alive wherever they pass along the way.

Li Feng sent a clone to protect the people of all clans who came to the Flying Sword Summit to meet, this will be the ultimate battle, a battle that will determine the fate of this world in the future!

Half a month later, the four-way army of the Swift Human Race gathered a hundred miles away from the Flying Sword Peak, and the total number reached tens of millions, on the human side, compared with the number, it was pitifully small, only one million people, and the difference in strength between the two sides was huge, but people were very confident, because Li Feng was there, they were fearless! I believe that he will be able to lead everyone to the final victory.

All along, people have been resisting, but there is no real strong man who can crush the enemy, so they cannot organize effective forces to resist, so they can only disperse in order to preserve their strength.

In fact, everyone has always had a strong goal, that is, no longer hiding, no longer avoiding, no longer being hunted by the sick like prey.

Now with Li Feng, everyone sees hope, this time is the best opportunity, no matter what the result is, even if it is sacrificed in the end, it is worth it, they have to die a heroic death, they don't want to hide anymore, this is really too aggrieved!

Millions against millions, seemingly weak, but a strong fighting spirit fills everyone's body, this is a battle that determines the fate of mankind.

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