The long sword in Liu Feng's hand kept stimulating strong sword qi, covering wave after wave, like a violent wind, like a huge wave, not giving the enemy the slightest respite.

Seeing that the other party was so powerful, the Dongyi warriors, who were already demoralized, were even more panicked, and even the last remaining bit of fighting spirit was taken away by the terrible enemy, and they could only watch the god of death descend.

In this way, even the early powerhouses of peerless masters were easily killed. Wherever the sword qi passed, the severed limbs of the stumps kept falling, and the blood mist filled the sky, flying in all directions, almost staining two floors red.

Woohoo......

The incomparably cold sword rays were overwhelming, and the terrifying sword qi that swayed, like a meat grinding machine, continued to harvest the lives of the Dongyi warriors.

At this moment, the Dongyi warriors were all dyed with blood, both teammates and their own. They have lost their minds completely, and they have no other feeling than fear. It's like being in a blood prison, pressed by the thick breath of death, and even breathing is extremely difficult.

Even the black-robed old man, his Dao heart was cracking inch by inch. He lived for more than 300 years, and he experienced countless battles, large and small, winning and losing. But there has never been a time when I was so powerless as now, and I was treated as fish by the other party, and I chopped it as much as I wanted.

This person's cultivation is obviously inferior to his own, but this set of swordsmanship is too rebellious, not only can it not be cracked, but even defense cannot be done. What kind of swordsmanship is this? Where does this person come from, and why do you want to oppose him in Dongyi......

One question after another lingered in the old man's mind in the black robe, but no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't have the slightest clue. It was the first time he had heard the language spoken by the other party, and he didn't know which country he belonged to.

The slaughter continued, and the columns of blood kept gushing, making the blood mist in the sky thicker and thicker, and the fishy smell was pervasive and disgusting.

On the ground, all kinds of dead corpses lay horizontally, soaked in blood. The stumps that had been severed by the sword qi were also scattered everywhere, and it was impossible to tell which dead corpse they came from.

In the space, Lie Yan screamed and flapped his wings and ran wildly. It can be seen that it is extremely excited now, and even hopes to join the battle and kill some people happily.

Yang Xingli and the others, although they hated those Dongyi warriors to the core, wished they would die early. However, they did not expect to die so miserably. Look at the bloody corpses, or their hands and feet chopped off, or their heads cut off...... None of them are complete anyway.

There are still a few of them, which were directly ground into meat sauce by the sword qi, and drifted around mixed with blood and water, all over the place. This made Yang Xingli and the others feel a little uncomfortable, and they felt that it was too cruel.

Outside, Liu Feng was throwing in a frenzied slaughter, he said that he would not let these people leave alive, and he would not let one go. He is like a bloodthirsty hellish demon, and he is not a human being at all, and he is more calm than pinching the ants to death.

No one knows that Liu Feng's hatred for the Dongyi people is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Not to mention a team of more than 100 people, even if he destroys his entire Dongyi Kingdom, Liu Feng will not be relentless.

Shout!

After that sword flashed away, all the other warriors were wiped out and became the souls of Liu Feng's sword. Now, only the black-robed old man was left, standing in the pile of dead people, looking at the approaching enemy with fear on his face, and retreating again and again.

"Who are you!" The black-robed old man roared as he retreated: "What kind of ancient force are you, what kind of grievances do you have with my Dongyi Kingdom, why do you want to kill us like this, tell me why!"

Liu Feng didn't understand the meaning of this guy's roar at all, and even if he could understand it, Liu Feng wouldn't care. Now, what Liu Feng has to do is to destroy this last old ghost, and then go to other things.

Therefore, Liu Feng was at full strength, and the majestic power of the king pressed towards the other party. The aura of the supreme king of the one hundred and eighth turn of the Great Zhou Tian Consummation made the black-robed old man's Dao heart burst instantly, and his whole body kept trembling, and he couldn't support his balance.

Terrible! These were the only two words in his mind at the moment.

Liu Feng would not miss this great opportunity, and with a wave of one hand, the sword suddenly rose, like a nine-day meteor, quickly slashing through the neck of the scared old man and cutting his throat.

And Liu Feng himself also arrived at the side of the black-robed old man. The corners of his mouth raised, leaned over, and spit out two words into the ear of the black-robed old man: "Middle Earth." ”

"Uh...... Uh......" The old man in the black robe opened his mouth to say something, but his throat was broken, how could he still speak? Whether it was a wound or a mouth, only bright red blood came out.

Although he doesn't know the language of Middle-earth, he is not unfamiliar with the word Middle-earth. When he was dying, he finally knew where this terrible enemy came from, and he could even guess who he was. It's a pity that it was too late to know.

The black-robed old man stretched out his hand to cover his neck, wanting to make the blood in his body spurt more slowly, so that he could live for a few more moments. However, this is not something he can control, and life continues to pass quickly.

Immediately, in the blood was still gushing, he completely stopped breathing, and there was no sign of life, and he fell straight down, smashing countless blood beads and splashing in all directions. And his eyes were still staring at him, and he didn't bat at him.

Liu Feng glanced at the black-robed old man who fell to the ground, and thought, "Everyone else is dead, how can they be cheap for you?" Especially your eyes, which are really too big. ”

Shout!

The sword rose again, piercing both eyes, and then made another arc, cutting off the head and rolling down the staircase.

Liu Feng glanced around, making everyone who had to watch the battle hurriedly retreat, not daring to look at him. This kind of bloodthirsty demon is not a good thing for him to be targeted.

Liu Feng's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot, as if he had never appeared. If it weren't for the fact that there were more than 100 bloody corpses lying on the ground, no one would really think that such a person had ever been here.

In this way, everyone was even more afraid, and they all came to a conclusion: this place should not stay for a long time, and you must return to China quickly.

After returning to the space, Liu Feng looked at the expressions of Yang Xingli and the others, and said with a smile: "What, do you think they died pitifully?"

"No, they all deserve to die!" Yang Xingli shook her head: "I just think that this death is a bit unappetizing." ”

Everyone else nodded in agreement with Yang Xingli's words. Liu Feng didn't know that they were lying? However, he didn't say anything, let them adapt first, and the more tragic battle was still to come.

Once the success is achieved, no successful strong person does not step on piles of white bones to achieve the pinnacle.

"I think they will not give up easily because they have suffered such heavy losses, and it is possible for the whole city to be dispatched. Then let them toss on their own, we have other more important things to do. ”

Liu Feng smiled faintly, and said while urging the space forward: "Perhaps, this is a good opportunity." ”<