Chapter 209: One Kill to the End (Four Changes)

As soon as the words fell, Yi Feng's figure brought a burst of void wind, and the figure disappeared suddenly, and soon appeared beside another person. The sword in his hand turned slightly, and stabbed diagonally into his shoulder.

"Ah......h

A pillar of blood shot out, half a meter high. But Yi Feng didn't let him go, the soul dementorship was activated instantly, and the soul power gathered into a needle, stabbing it fiercely towards the opponent's mind.

"Whew......"

If the other party just screamed, it was now a hysterical scream, obviously suffering a lot. In contrast, the mental torture is more physically painful.

The Soul Gathering Needle of the Soul Technique is a very popular skill, and Yi Feng can barely use it now. Since this group of people don't know whether they are dead or alive, they just use you to practice soul dementorship, and it is better to think that people are better than demonic beasts and spirit practitioners.

This miserable scream that touched people's hearts made dozens of warriors sudden, and one by one made the scream shiver, and the eyes looking at Yi Feng became even more frightened.

"Don't be afraid, everybody. There are so many of us, he must not be an opponent, kill him, the master will definitely be rewarded!" Although the leading man trembled a little in his heart, he still strengthened his courage and said.

Sure enough, with the lure of gold coins, the eyes that looked at Yi Feng became hot. The fighting spirit on his body is also ready to move!

"Hmph, if you want a bounty, you have to have a life flower!" Yi Feng sneered in his heart when he saw their hot eyes.

"This time, I let myself slaughter them, Ben Shao wants to know. What kind of posture will the other party have when they see this river of blood? Horror, regret, or revenge?"

"Two fists are hard to beat four hands, everyone go up together and slaughter this kid!" With a roar, one by one the warriors swung their heavy swords and slashed at Yi Feng.

"No matter how many sheep there are, they are still sheep, and they will never pose a threat to the tiger!" With a faint figure, Yi Feng's figure flashed quickly. The slender tiger sword in his hand kept swinging. Each swing always brings out a pillar of blood.

Soon, there were pools of blood flowing on the ground, which was quite eye-catching.

Under the control of the Phantom Body Method, Yi Feng was like entering a no-man's land. Moving left and right, a scream continued to sound in Yi Feng's dashing steps.

This miserable cry did not stop Yi Feng's pace at all, and the soul dementor continued to attack the other party. The sword in his hand is like a poisonous snake that continues to harvest their lives.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Sections of blood that kept spurting, coupled with the sound of screams. Smelling the bloody position emanating from the air, their whole bodies couldn't help but tremble, looking at the unpredictable phantom, their eyes were full of horror.

"He's the devil!"

Finally, the timid man could not bear this mental pressure, and he shouted in horror with his eyes in his eyes, threw away his sword and ran to the side.

"Want to go?!"

Yi Feng, who noticed this scene, suddenly unleashed his soul dementorship, and a soul power pierced into his mind fiercely, and the other party, who had no intention of fighting at all, could not stop the more and more proficient he used the soul dementorship. I saw him let out a miserable cry. Instantly fell to the ground.

This scene made cold sweat emerge straight out of everyone's backs, and looking at Yi Feng's eyes was even more frightened. Looking at the changing shadows, their steps kept retreating.

Seeing this situation, Yi Feng did not have a trace of pity in his heart: "Since you want to kill someone, you must have the consciousness of being killed!"

After the Dementor had slaughtered a low-ranking warrior again, Yi Feng's heavy sword stabbed at the crowd that was constantly holding back.

The mercenaries who kept flying upside down, and the bright red blood stains rendered the entire ground like hell. In the air, there is no bad smell of blood.

All of this shocked people's eyes! The crowd tactics of the leading man seemed to have no effect at all, and Yi Feng seemed to have inexhaustible fighting spirit and energy. With one stroke, someone always falls. The people were lying in the blood, stained red with blood, a mess!

Soon, under Yi Feng's crazy blows, there were only about a dozen people left in these rabble, which was also the strongest among the dozens of people.

At this time, Yi Feng stopped the thin sword he was wielding, and looked fixedly at the crowd that was surrounded to avoid his attack, and the corners of his mouth were full of disdain!

What's the use of your own ghostly and much higher strength than you. Even if he was besieged by hundreds of spirits and never took down the meteorite. Annihilate them as quickly, not to mention the situation where you can use the evil sword with all your might?!

Yi Feng looked at the screaming and tumbling people beside his feet, and he stepped on the other party's body without pity. With the sound of bone cracking, Yi Feng also gave him a ride!

When everyone saw this scene, they took a deep breath one by one. The heart that was originally full of chill is now shrouded in the frost of fear.

This is the devil!

One such word poured out from everyone at the same time.

Breathe in the smell of blood. The eyes that looked at Yi Feng one by one were full of timidity, and their whole bodies trembled: they didn't expect that the other party's strength would be so strong. Especially the speed, I can't guard myself. At his speed, he and others are like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and he has no threat to them at all.

"Oh my God, how did the old man provoke such a horrible character. Even if the lord personally takes action. It doesn't have to be his opponent, right?"

More than a dozen people looked at Yi Feng vigilantly, and the fear in their hearts greatly increased the strength evaluation of this demon.

"Will you settle it yourself, or will you die a painful death at my hands?"

Yi Feng looked at them lightly and said, he just wants to slaughter all these people. A little warning to those who are looking for trouble behind their backs, they are not easy to bully!

"Don't be afraid, kill him!" said the leading man, pretending to be calm, but his trembling legs told him of the horror in his heart.

"Since you want to do less. That little will make your life worse than death!" Yi Feng's soul power condensed into a needle and stabbed towards one of the people who had no intention of fighting.

"Ah......h

With a scream, Yi Feng's figure flashed again, harvesting life with a sword.

This group of sheep who have no intention of fighting that have been killed by Yi Feng, where is Yi Feng's group. Although the other party's mission wanted to improve his fighting spirit, as soon as he saw the blood flowing like a stream on the ground, the fear in his heart instantly filled his body.

Soon, several more lives died under Yi Feng's evil sword. If the evil has no sword, it will be done, and if it is made, it will see blood. This is the old man's teaching, Yi Feng dare not forget that the arrogance of the evil emperor cannot be bad in his own hands.

"Ah......h

Under Yi Feng's soul technique, a division-level master could not block Yi Feng's sword, and a sword stabbed his thigh, bursting out with a burst of blood. Yi Feng's soul power also stabbed in his mind!

A scream finally attracted a crowd of onlookers, when Yi Feng's sword stabbed another person in the chest. When the onlookers were frightened and shocked by this hellish scene, a violent anger sounded in Yi Feng's ears!

"Stop!"

The person who came couldn't believe that the other party was a senior doctor. still has such strength, this shot is ruthless, even if he can't compare.

"Is he really a senior physician?