Hundreds of martial artists and the thirty or forty blood gods led by Zhang San confronted each other, and the momentum they exuded was like a terrifying wave, and the surging momentum continued to sweep towards each other.

Dangdangdangdang, Zhang San waved his hand, and suddenly all the blood gods strode over, launching an attack on hundreds of martial artists.

Ye Feng, Ma Buqun, and Kong Weiyue waved their hands at the same time, and then, Ye Feng took one step and met a blood god first. Boom, all the martial artists behind him were running wildly, and they all forgot the fear in their hearts one by one, and fought back against the menacing blood god.

All the blood gods raised their huge fists almost at the same time, and the huge figures launched an attack on the warriors in front of them with terrifying coercion, and hundreds of blood gods attacked at the same time, and the violent and turbulent power wind almost made the air completely stagnate, boom boom, like a heavy cannonball, bombarded towards all the warriors.

"Well done. Ye Feng was the first to meet a blood god, with a loud cry in his mouth, the fighting qi in his body ran quickly, his body moved slightly, and he rubbed himself into the shadow of the huge blood god, and the fighting qi on his right fist was surging, exuding a faint cyan light, boom, his right fist blasted out, like a roaring and fierce tiger descending from the mountain, smashing straight towards the head of the blood god. Click, the empty fist smashed into the blood god's chin, and the next moment, the huge and violent energy suddenly erupted, and the vague and terrifying head of the blood god flew into the sky in an instant, killing with one blow, Ye Fengfu killed a blood god as soon as he made a move, after the previous battle, Ye Feng found that only the head was the Achilles heel of these blood gods, and the blow could not achieve much effect in other parts.

All the martial artists watched Ye Feng kill a blood god with one punch, and their morale was immediately boosted.

Hundreds of warriors raised their swords, guns, spears and other weapons at the same time, all of which exuded a variety of colorful lights, condensing a surging fighting spirit, and all kinds of angry shouts rang out, attacking all the blood gods.

"Yellow rank intermediate martial arts, Xuan Yan Po. ”

"Yellow rank advanced martial arts, away from the illusion slash. ”

"Xuan-level low-level martial arts, Xuanfang slash. ”

Hundreds of martial artists launched martial arts attacks almost at the same time, attacking the blood god from all directions, and the super raging fighting qi almost pierced the space, at this moment, it seemed that even the sky was still, and only colorful and brilliant martial arts of various levels were left to meet the various parts of the blood god's body.

Dangdang, hundreds of weapons slashed on the bodies of all the blood gods, making a series of golden and iron sounds, and all the warriors were stunned to look at the blood gods in front of them who were only slightly concave but not damaged, and their eyes were full of horror.

Boom, the next moment, the huge fist of the blood god greeted mercilessly, click, click, almost as soon as the first photo, more than twenty martial artists were hit by the blood god, and some of them were even junior martial artists, the power equivalent to the junior martial artists can be described as extremely terrifying, almost everyone was seriously injured in one punch, and the body was hit by the violent force and flew out horizontally, spitting out a large amount of blood in the air, staining the battlefield red.

A punch burst the head of a blood god, and Ma Buqun shouted with red eyes: "Listen to all, give me a blow to their heads." ”

All the warriors suddenly turned around, and all of them no longer collided head-on with the Blood God, and dodged and beckoned towards the Blood God's head.

The sound of clanging on the battlefield kept ringing, and two or three warriors were fighting around a blood god, which was mixed with a beginner martial spirit to contain the blood god, and from time to time, a warrior cut off the head of a blood god with a knife, and the next moment was knocked away by another blood god with a punch, and he was seriously injured.

The battle was extremely tragic, and all the warriors could only cause damage to the blood god if they hit the head of the blood god, and the huge and terrifying figure of the blood god often brought huge oppressive force, and if they were accidentally hit, they would cause serious injuries or death. As the battle continued, one by one the warriors continued to die, most of them were seriously injured, and the blood gods were also cut off one by one, and there were warriors lying on the huge battle field, some of them were silent, and some of the warriors were lying in a pool of blood and wailing, and beside them, there were huge headless corpses with blood red all over their bodies.

Ma Buqun and Kong Weiyue both had gloomy faces, looking at the remaining dozens of blood gods full of anger, the combat power of the blood gods exceeded their imagination, and there were only about thirty surviving martial artists left, and the others had already lost their combat effectiveness.

Ye Feng was still calm, and his fist broke out, and the right fist that emitted a faint cyan light hit the head of a blood god, boom, the fist of the blood god suddenly stopped in front of a Feng family martial artist, and then the headless corpse fell backwards.

The Feng family martial artist's eyes, which had already been closed, suddenly opened, and he looked at Ye Feng in front of him and said gratefully, "Thank you." ”

Ye Feng lightly retracted his fists and smiled: "You're welcome." ”

Both sides stopped slightly, and there were only about thirty martial artists left in the three families combined, half of which were martial artists of the Feng family, some junior martial artists, and the others were middle and high-level martial artists, and Zhang San's Blood God army was only less than ten.

Ma Buqun and Kong Weiyue looked at their own martial artists less than ten, looked at the Feng family's team with gloomy faces, and then looked at Zhang San with solemn eyes.

Zhang San didn't attack, he just stood there with eight or nine blood gods, looking at Ye Feng opposite with a gloomy face.

Ye Feng stood at the front of the Feng family's team lightly, looked at Zhang San, and smiled for a long time: "Zhang San, it looks like your life is not long." Feng Yueling stood beside Ye Feng and smiled softly, Ye Feng's freedom made her see the hope of rescuing her father Feng Zhen, Ye Feng's stunning knife "Phantom Killing Heaven and Earth" Feng Yueling has also seen it, there are so many people, it should not be a problem to solve the blood god in front of her.

The warriors of the Feng family led by Ye Feng have the least losses, as long as Ye Feng can help, Ye Feng will help, so the losses of the Feng family are the least.

Zhang San snorted, didn't make any movement, and still stood in place with the old god on the ground.

The two sides confronted each other for a moment, Ye Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted: "It's not good, Zhang San is delaying time, he must still be creating a blood god in him." After saying that, he rushed forward with a storm.

Ma Buqun, Kong Weiyue, and Feng Yueling were taken aback at the same time, and secretly said that it was not good, and their bodies rushed up with Ye Feng, and suddenly, all the martial artists launched an attack towards the blood god in front of them.

Zhang San laughed and said, "It's too late for you to know, and you will have no return today." After speaking, Zhang San commanded all the blood gods to meet the attack of Ye Feng and the others, but he turned around and ran inside.

The battle proceeded extremely quickly, after Ye Feng, Feng Yueling, Ma Buqun, and Kong Weiyue each solved a blood god, the remaining blood gods were cut off by all the martial artists, and all the headless blood god corpses fell heavily to the rear, smashing the ground with a large amount of smoke and dust.

After everyone had dealt with the Blood God, they were about to rush forward without stopping.

Suddenly, Zhang San's figure in front of him appeared again, only to see more than twenty oppressive and powerful blood gods coming out behind Zhang San, but this time the blood gods were a little different, the part above the neck was no longer a bloody face, but a blood-red steel head with the same body, the huge and terrifying body exuded a huge coercion, and the turbulent momentum swept towards Ye Feng and the others.

Ye Feng's pupils shrank, his divine sense moved, and the dragon scale knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and the sharp and dazzling blade reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

Kong Weiyue and Ma Buqun looked at Ye Feng in surprise slightly, they didn't expect that Ye Feng hadn't shown all their strength in such a fierce battle, and then looked at the blood god on the opposite side who exuded blood-red light all over his body, such a blood god has almost no weakness, how should this battle be fought? Can it only be fought by strength? All the martial artists gritted their teeth, and looked at the more than twenty heavily armed blood gods on the opposite side with slightly pale faces, such an impeccable opponent made them feel deeply helpless and afraid.

Zhang San looked at all the martial artists on the opposite side who seemed weak because of fear, and laughed: "This is the real blood god, the time has come for you to appreciate the true power of the blood god, hahahaha......" After speaking, Zhang San suddenly waved his hand, and more than twenty huge and terrifying real blood gods took a step, clang, clang, one step was really a footprint, stepping on the ground as if it was going to be concave, when, the pace accelerated, and rushed straight towards this side.

Ye Feng's eyes sharpened, and a shining essence light erupted, and the dragon scale knife in his right hand was raised.

Seeing this, Zhang San's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was shocked, it was this move again! Zhang San had seen the trick of phantom killing heaven and earth, the incomparably terrifying golden light was simply indestructible, and yesterday he was killed by Ye Feng with a single knife Five blood gods, even the steel-like body was like a floating cloud in front of this golden light, and it could be cut off in an instant, the real blood god was nothing more than that, once he ate this move, he would inevitably be cut into two pieces and lose his combat effectiveness.

Seeing the large group of blood gods in front of him rushing over, Zhang San first dodged away, and then quickly commanded all the blood gods to avoid the frontal attack towards Ye Feng, half of them rushed towards the Kong family and the Ma family, and the other half scattered towards the Feng family to attack around the Feng family, and a large vacuum open space appeared in front of Ye Feng.

Ma Buqun and Kong Weiyue looked at Zhang San with a shocked face, and then looked at Ye Feng who was indifferent, they were all full of suspicions, what did this black-clothed young man do, this raised knife frightened Zhang San, who had more than 20 blood gods! What kind of terrifying moves did he have? Even the real blood god could not resist head-on, and the strength of this black-clothed young man was really unfathomable.