Half-grown teenagers are confident, but not conceited.

Perhaps in the midst of the marching army, he can glide like a swimming fish without leaving his hands, making people helpless, and finally escape and ascend to heaven. However, once he encountered this kind of dense encirclement with three layers inside and three layers outside, the young man could only cry out in vain.

The Getaway can't be used, and the advantage of speed is greatly reduced. If you want to break through, there is no other way but to fight to the death!

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Qing Feng kicked it, like a sharp arrow off the string, rushing away at a speed that was difficult to track with the naked eye. On the way, Qing Feng held the sword in one hand, grabbed his free hand to his shoulder, and took the little furry beast in his hand.

Qing Feng smiled evilly with a teasing face, the little beast pouted, and a bad premonition suddenly spread in his heart.

Sure enough, Qing Feng shook it vigorously, and with the already terrifying momentum, the little beast with a dissatisfied face muttering like a disemboweled cannonball bombarded the dense crowd.

There were a few tragic screams, and a large number of people and horses suddenly fell in the area bombed by the beast bomb. More Beamon was stunned by the sneak attack of the little beast that came out of the crack again. The originally promising elite suddenly suffered heavy casualties!

There was no need for more words, and the Qing Feng, who arrived later, picked up the big sword and it was a heavy blow. Beamon wanted to cry without tears, and no sooner had he fled from the clutches of the little beast than he met an even more unreasonable lord.

Perhaps it was the powerful offensive of this man and beast that aroused the most primitive bloodlust in Beamon's heart. When Qing Feng finished clearing the outermost encirclement, Huo Ran, a more red-eyed and blood-soaked man with a terrifying heavy weapon, rushed towards him with a scream. The encirclement shrank suddenly, and Qingfeng lacked more and more space to turn around.

Blue Blade slashed down the two Beamon men who were in front of him. With one hand free, he put his index finger and thumb into his mouth, and a sharp whistle sounded.

A ball of fur slipped out of nowhere, a few up and down, and jumped on Qingfeng's shoulder. The little beast's face was flushed, its tiny arms were raised, and its bloody claws were unreservedly displayed in front of the world.

The little beast's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced around coldly, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble. The ferocity shown by the Fit Beast has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is definitely not a good thing to be targeted by this god of death. The Beamon men are not afraid of death, but they don't want to die so inexplicably. Too wretched, too aggrieved!

Taken by the obscenity of the little beast, for a while, no one dared to go up. Everyone was quietly watching the changes, silently watching the every move of this man and beast.

The little beast's face was slightly cold, and the green tendons were more obvious. Suddenly, it opened its mouth wide and bared a mouthful of vicious fangs, and let out a furious roar at the group of orcs who were not moving.

The orcs nervously took two steps back, and there was a faint sense of pessimism in the ranks. I saw that the little beast's front paws were extended, its buttocks were cocked, and its whole body showed a tense offensive posture. Several orc men standing at the forefront were like facing a great enemy, and cold sweat fell like a waterfall. If it weren't for the back road blocked by their companions, Blue Point believes that they would have run away immediately.

"Poof——!

A cloud of exhaust gas rushed out of the little beast's upturned ass, and the sound was bright and long. The little beast breathed a long sigh of relief, and the flush on his face quickly receded. The small, cute tail wagged and waged happily, not to mention how joyful.

Qing Feng pursed his lips and glanced at the little beast with disdain. Fei'er couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed happily. Everyone was like a thunderbolt, petrified on the spot, and clearly visible black lines suddenly appeared on everyone's foreheads.

There was a deathly silence, except that everyone seemed to hear a bored crow floating by mercilessly shouting "Fool, fool!" in the dark sky where it was difficult to find its figure again!"

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Blue Point never wastes a rare opportunity. Taking advantage of everyone's distraction, Qingfeng jumped out. The rabbit fell and landed in a few arrow steps, and he was killed in front of the crowd.

Qing Feng flicked the terrifying sword lightly, and an extremely thin line of blood appeared between the necks of the few Beamons at the front. Before he could react, he made a bloody bully bird.

The big man in the back roared and rushed over. The little beast released the domain with great tacit understanding, suppressing the control range within 5 meters of Qingfeng's body. There were no more words, Qingfeng was like a god of war who had opened a plug-in, one sword at a time, and he would never miss the air. A blood-covered red road was gradually opened up by Qingfeng, and the dawn of breaking out of the encirclement was hidden or revealed.

The bloody Beamon man stared at the blood-red eyes and launched a counter-encirclement campaign towards Qingfeng, they were not willing to let go of this Terran boy who dared to despise them.

Blue Blade blocked a thump from the front. Before he could get out, a large knife glowing with cold light came from behind. Qingfeng's body forcibly twisted, but it was still a step too late. The big knife was impartial, slashing fiercely at Fei'er on Qingfeng's back, blocked by the sturdy armor, splashing red sparks and bouncing to the side.

Although he didn't cut through the armor, the huge force of the smash was real. Fei'er, who had long lost a trace of strength, was shocked by it, and snorted, and a mouthful of scarlet blood suddenly surged up. Fei'er only felt a sweetness in her throat, and she couldn't suppress it anymore, and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

Qing Feng was suddenly angry, and his eyes were blood-red. After such a long struggle, Qingfeng didn't have much physical strength left. And now everyone is still in the encirclement, and if they fall like this, the consequences will be unimaginable. In this case, Qing Feng simply let go of all the shackles and released the most violent beast sealed in his body.

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An indescribable force filled his body, and Qing Feng suddenly felt that he had inexhaustible strength. I saw that the blood vessels in his whole body burst out, and the anger caused by Fei'er's injury made his handsome face hideous at this moment. Qingfeng has a fire in his heart, ready to move, burning his heart, and urgently needs to be released! And those unlucky Beamon warriors around him have become the pitiful objects of Qingfeng's fire.

Blue Blade rose up to the attacks of several Beamons on the opposite side. He slashed his sword diagonally, slamming it at the other with a wider side. It's unreasonable and wild. Several Beamons obviously didn't expect Qingfeng's sudden change, and when they were caught off guard, they were hit by the weapon smashed back by the huge force, and they vomited blood. Qing Feng pulled the big sword back and smashed it horizontally again, and everyone who lost their defense was knocked away without suspense, their muscles and bones were broken, and they were killed with one blow.

Blue Blade took a step forward, and the great sword was raised high and slashed down, smashing a Beamon who was in front of him directly into the solid ground, killing him on the spot. Qing Feng tiptoed a little, like a gust of wind, and a big man who had not yet reacted was directly pierced, and he collapsed to the ground bleeding non-stop.

Five standard maces flew in the air, and Qing Feng suddenly stopped his progress. Lean back and with a slight touch, you will dodge. A ball of crimson flames appeared between Qing Feng's immature palms. Qing Feng shook it hard, and when his palm opened, the originally scorching flame split into five.

I heard him snort coldly, and then threw it forward. The five flames suddenly left a terrifying heat wave, burning the men who intended to sneak attack into ashes. When Qingfeng jumped over, countless cracks and fine lines burst open, turned into powder, and disappeared with the wind.

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The encirclement formed by the Beamon elite kept shifting as the Blue Blade moved. Although the circle is getting smaller and smaller, the remaining men are also full of blood. After experiencing such a tragic fight, both sides did not retreat a step, and you came and went, so it was not lively.

Qing Feng slid sideways with an arrow step, avoiding the many heavy weapons that were slashed. As if under a spell, the oncoming Beamon men stumbled a few steps and slipped in flight. Qing Feng was also not polite, the big sword danced lightly, and several open-minded men were very desperate, and they lost their lives with one move. They didn't understand until they died, that Qing Feng's instantaneous condensation into ice magic could be so useful.

Qingfeng vented his anger like a bloodthirsty beast. Everywhere they went, the killings continued. For a time, mourning was all over the field, bleeding and drifting.

The encirclement gradually thinned, and the reduction of personnel allowed Qingfeng's free journey to be used again. The already very powerful tiger suddenly added a pair of wings, and its power was by no means imaginable to ordinary people.

Sure enough, the Qingfeng offensive that was like a tiger with wings was even more fierce. Between advance and retreat, chic and free. Qingfeng gently comforted the injured Fei'er on his back, and at the same time struck a fierce blow to the enemy who was almost desperate. Talking and laughing, the canopy disappeared, and it was quite a general's style.

Qing Feng took a step and a sword, and someone in front of him would definitely fall, and he would never see the sun of tomorrow again.

In the face of a desperate situation, the half-grown teenager did not flinch at all, and bravely took all the responsibility with his immature shoulders. He was almost mad and slaughtered, and no less than a hundred of Beamon's elites died under his sword. The originally huge encirclement was on the verge of collapsing at any time due to large-scale attrition.

Qing Feng didn't have time to think, his mind was filled with countless bloody killing words. Like one of the most terrifying killing machines, he slashes and slashes until he annihilates all the enemy troops!

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Qingfeng stepped forward again, but suddenly found that there was no initial resistance around him. He looked up and struggled to open his blood-stained eyes, and found that the remnants of the orcs had distanced themselves from him, staring at him from afar. The original airtight encirclement is gone.

Ignoring the terrified gazes around him, Qing Feng lifted the strap on his back and left in full view of everyone. After a while, the two immature figures drew a long distance from the flickering firelight behind them.

Qing Feng ran faster and faster with Fei'er on his back, for fear that those crazy orcs would react and catch up again. Qing Feng's own body knows that it is already at the end of the crossbow. If they are intercepted again, there will be no reason to survive.

For the group of partners who stayed in the city, Qingfeng didn't worry too much. Li Tiande was right, it was impossible for the Kingdom of Beamon to risk the world's condemnation to arouse the anger of various countries. All said that once the teachers and students who stayed in Xilin College identified themselves, safety would not be too much of a problem. It's just that they will eventually be expelled by the Beamon army that occupies Xilin City.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng couldn't help but smile bitterly. I, a person in distress, still have the heart to worry about others. The biggest problem at hand is finding a safe place to recuperate.

Qing Feng shook his head self-deprecatingly, and in a few arrow steps, he jumped into the dark night where he couldn't see his fingers, and disappeared into the darkness.

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