Dian Le's flying halberd was terrifying, but the Yuan soldiers who were determined in the back row were still not intimidated by Dian Le's face and flying halberd, they no longer stopped for a moment, since they rushed forward like a vicious wolf pounced on a sheep.

"Ahh

Dian Le's arms, muscles bulging, and the roaring sound shocked the audience. He raised a halberd in his hand, and where the edge slashed, Yuan Bing's head was swung off. Killing together, he rushed directly into the pile of Yuan Jun, Yuan Jun who came like a sea tide, and immediately submerged his figure, and then sounded, it was a symphony that symbolized killing, and at the same time, Xia Yanfeng saw the pile of people, and the bloody heads flew all over the sky, he sneered, how could ordinary miscellaneous soldiers get Dian Le's body today? Dian Le could smash their heads with his fists alone. It's just that if it goes on like this, it won't be able to kill them at all, the morale of the Yuan army is in full swing, and Dian Le's physical strength will be exhausted sooner or later, and if it goes on like this, it will be them who will lose.

Due to the lack of bunkers and barricades, the Yuan army rushed over a large area in the plains and wilderness, and the momentum was so majestic that Dian Le could only disturb a small part of the Yuan army for a while, and elsewhere, there were still countless enemies approaching them unimpeded.

This is a horse Pingchuan Road, but if you want to rush over, Xia Yanfeng has no chance of winning. He looked at the wild, his mind was tense, his fists were clenched, and the current situation seemed to be incomprehensible! Even if he was given three days and three nights of thunder pulses, and he took them to stand still like pigs and kill himself, he would not be able to kill them all! Suddenly, there was not even a breakthrough, and every side was crowded with enemy soldiers.

Does he want to give up? No!

The sound of killing, the sound entered his ears, piercing Xia Yanfeng's eardrums. Dian Le is still clashes in the Yuan army array like a torrent, and he is still hesitating, Mengyu and Luxi are watching, they are men, at the moment of danger, it is their bounden duty to protect women, even if they know that they cannot be defeated, Xia Yanfeng will not retreat, because Luxi has done his best, Mengyu has done enough for him, this time it is his turn to fight for his life, he must not retreat!

"Thunder, pulse!" The roar sounded suddenly, and the surging thunder and lightning poured out like a flood, pouring out wildly, and in one go, Xia Yanfeng shouted and launched, plus ran all the way, and met the army of tens of thousands alone. He was afraid to take it in his heart, but he made a calm appearance.

He can't be afraid! If even the captain is frightened, it will ruin the life of the whole team, and even ruin his own great cause!

The miserable roars of the Yuan soldiers followed, Xia Yanfeng rushed into the Yuan army's large array, his thunder pulse emitted the ultimate power, and the Yuan soldiers who were shot by the lightning were all turned into charcoal in an instant! He released the thunder, but he could not cause an essential deterrent to the Yuan army, so he drew the sword of destiny and struggled to slash and kill in the chaos.

Although Xia Yanfeng was killing wildly, every time he killed an enemy, he would immediately be surrounded by ten times as many enemies, and the enemy attacks from every angle made it difficult for him to resist even if he had three heads and six arms.

I don't know how long he killed, Xia Yanfeng's gaze couldn't even extend to the sea of people that encircled him......

Pain, heart-piercing pain! The spear stabbed in the back, blood splattered! Xia Yanfeng's fists were invincible to a hundred hands, and under the frowning brows, Rao is spiritual power was higher than that of ordinary people, and he could not escape the doom of bleeding and injury.

"Ya ......" brazenly pulled out the spear that had pierced into his body, Xia Yanfeng let out a wolf-like roar, and threw the spear out violently, the body of the spear was stained with his blood. The blood spear, with a fierce momentum, flew into the air angrily, and in an instant, the blood blended, like a skewer, and the throats of the three Yuan soldiers who rushed to kill side by side were pierced in a row, and they were not blind!

"Huh!" Behind him, his left shoulder was pierced by the sneak attack soldier again, and with the loss of blood, Xia Yanfeng's spiritual power was also rapidly fading, and his perception ability was also weakened a lot. But even if he could perceive it in all directions, what could he do? He couldn't react, the pressure he was facing was too great!

"Huh!" endured the pain, Xia Yanfeng swung his sword with his backhand, and the sword of destiny brought up a flash of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he slashed the head of the sneak attack soldier behind him.

Xia Yanfeng was numb to the shouting of killing and the action of swinging his sword to kill the enemy, he didn't know how long it lasted with such an action, the scene only became more and more tragic, and it was white-hot, mixed with infinite blood.

Xia Yanfeng's feet stepped on more and more mutilated corpses, and every time he swung his sword, a thunderbolt would flash in the air, and then, a different number of Yuan soldiers would either fall, be disabled, or turn into ashes.

The corpses have piled up into a mountain, and the broken corpses in both directions are everywhere, which is the masterpiece of Xia Yanfeng and Dian Le's joint killing. If you need to step on the corpses of countless others to achieve your own glory, then this point is nothing at all if you are just a drop in the ocean in the journey of life.

Facing the morning breeze, the wind was remnant and bleak, and Xia Yanfeng's eyes turned blood-red. His killing action gradually became mechanized, just like typing on a computer keyboard, numb due to inertia, Yuan Jun surrounded in all directions, as if it was not a living life at all, all this, just like a virtual game, in the endless killing, there is no need to leave half a point of mercy, killing and mowing the grass seem to be the same degree.

Miscellaneous soldiers are like weeds, Xia Yanfeng's sword of destiny is the sickle for mowing grass, but the soldiers who are constantly coming like a spring, charging one after another, no matter how comprehensive the response is, it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net. Every direction is a threat, Xia Yanfeng didn't even have the kung fu to take a breath, he didn't dare to hollow out his mental power to release the magic that was too lethal, but his physical strength soon couldn't keep up, after all, physical strength and mental power are two different things, the soul can only dominate the spirit, and the spirit is the ruler of physical strength, Xia Yanfeng's physique itself is poor, and the durability is not strong, so even if he has enough mana, the overdraft of his physical strength makes his limbs more and more sluggish.

Xia Yanfeng's feeling of pain is no longer so obvious under the rhythm of killing, the rhythm of his body and mind has long been inconsistent, and his mind reacts, but the arm that swings the sword is always half a beat to a beat slower, and the result is nothing more than adding a few new injuries.

At this moment, a chill suddenly came from Xia Yanfeng's neck, and he sensed that a sharp blade was about to cut off from his neck! If this was the case, Xia Yanfeng would not be able to defend at all, and there would be no head to the ground, and there would be no cure.

Xia Yanfeng wanted to dodge, but his body didn't obey the call, at this moment, there was a "woo" sound from behind, and then, with a "clang" sound, the machete fell to the ground, Xia Yanfeng looked at it, and there was a flickering arrow on the head of the soldier's corpse.

On the periphery of the crowd, the small dirt slope two hundred meters away was also surrounded by Yuan Jun and forced into an iron bucket, and Mengyu also began to fight hard. Lu Xi's cheeks were pale, and in an extremely weak state, he propped up his body that had been hollowed out, and with a stunned bow, he took an arrow with a bow, and an ice arrow crossed the flow of people for two hundred meters, accurately hitting the head of Yuan Bing, who was about to kill Xia Yanfeng, and saved him, and he also lost his strength after shooting this arrow, and the whole person collapsed on his stomach.

Lucy was too reluctant to force herself, but Mengyu was very competitive, the body of the gun was like a shadow, and the dragon swirled and danced, and in a sharp turn, he actually killed through the enemy formation in one breath, rushing a hundred meters, and the enemy could not get close to the dirt slope for a while, so it also temporarily ensured Luxi's safety. However, at this level, it still can't stop the torrent of Yuan Jun.

Despair is not the end, and the cry is not the wail before defeat.

In the wilderness, the blood was stained, and Yuan Jun, as if he didn't know about death, they followed one after another, just to capture these four unusual characters.

In the chaotic army, the speed of Mengyu's movement was extremely fast, almost reaching the speed of light, and in a moment, the brilliant golden rays brought up by the dragon shadow of the spear body had killed countless people, but her limit could only go here, Xia Yanfeng's situation was quite dangerous, how could she dare not do her best?

Soon, where the dream fish passed, the Yuan soldiers were defeated, they couldn't get close to the dream fish's body, they were scattered by the golden mangs that burst out of the body, all like splashes, flying to both sides, if this endless Yuan army dragon is the sea, then the dream fish has split the waves of the sea in half!

Around Xia Yanfeng's body, facing Yuan Jun, a hideous-looking bloody man, looked at the broken corpses of his companions, even if their hearts were as strong as iron, they would inevitably have fear. They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of death without dignity, a group of soldiers who are about to turn into dust, run over by the wheels of history, leaving no traces, life and death are just a flash of the sword. They are no longer as active as they were at the beginning, but this doesn't mean that they don't have the confidence to kill Xia Yanfeng, it's just that it is difficult to guarantee that the meaningless person who died will be themselves?

The slowness of Yuan's soldiers also gave Mengyu a good opportunity to break through the encirclement. In the chaotic army, looking at Xia Yanfeng, who was covered in blood and his hair was scattered, Mengyu's face turned pale instantly. Her lips trembled, and she looked like a devil!

Around Xia Yanfeng's body, the air seemed to be stained red with thick blood. He was seriously injured, with more injuries to his shoulders, back and arms, and although he did not hurt the vital points, his body was extremely weak at the moment.

The Sword of Destiny, as if the murderous aura had leaked out, was in the same state as himself, dying, but still fighting the trapped beasts.

"Yanfeng ......" After Mengyu killed seven or eight people in a row, he hurriedly rushed to Xia Yanfeng, and the surrounding soldiers could only retreat for the time being, looking for an opportunity to move again.

Mengyu stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stains on Xia Yanfeng's face, and said distressedly: "Yanfeng, you...... It's too reluctant......"

"I'm not...... I commanded you...... Don't you want to come? What...... Disobeyed again?"

"Silly brother, sister wants to ...... Save you......" Dream Fish's tear glands began to secrete fluid again.

"Huh...... Hehe...... Saved by you again...... As a man...... It's really embarrassing......" After saying this, Xia Yanfeng's soul could no longer resist the attack of weakness, and he stumbled and fell into Mengyu's arms.

The moment Mengyu opened his arms to catch Xia Yanfeng, Yuan Jun collectively recovered the nature of the tiger wolf, and one by one the tiger roared and raised his weapons, stepped on the corpses of his companions, and killed Mengyu in one go!

Xia Yanfeng's brain is still running, but his vision has stagnated, which is like excellent software being installed on inferior hardware that is overwhelmed, Xia Yanfeng began to regret it, why didn't he exercise well when he was in the world?

Xia Yanfeng's eyes were dark, and the shouting of killing gradually stopped, it was not that the enemy was retreating, but that his hearing couldn't keep up with the beat of his brain!

Consciousness, disappeared, Yuan Jun still had thousands of thousands, but he just fell into the arms of a woman, and he didn't know anything......