Yi Feng's arrogance made Yang Qingxin furious, as one of the Eight Heavenly Kings of the Chengtian Shunyun Alliance, it was the first time that he was looked down upon by such a young junior.

More importantly, he had seen that the boy was not pretending, he really felt that everyone, including himself, the "Beast-Faced King", was worth a little more to him than a stone that couldn't move.

"Kill him!" Yang Qingxin said sharply.

The longing figure rushed towards Yi Feng at the same time, but what appeared in Yi Feng's eyes was the staggered distance between each other, the subtle gap between people, and the gap between Lei Fa and Lei Fa, which he clearly grasped.

The body was in front of him, and the dragon slaying knife shot out, cutting into the two figures in an instant, and the sword light and sword shadows behind him were all split into the air. The flexible body passed through the two Lei Xiu, who were originally tacitly compatible, the white horse passed through the gap, unpredictable, and the two twisted in surprise, inevitably disrupting the pace of the others.

Brush, swirling knife light, drew a dazzling arc of knife, broke a light yellow thunder light, a figure's waist slashed diagonally, and the upper body was like a broken tree, falling to the side, blocking the figure on the other side.

The left hand flipped up, like the collapse of a mountain, and easily suppressed a pivotal good hand rushing from the left, and the knife was fast, and after a flash, the person's head was split. The shaking crowd became chaotic as the young man came and went, a corpse fell, and a person staggered with his footsteps, and the figure crossed over the man's side, and the dragon slayer knife was raised.

The blood was like a waterfall, and the man who was cut in half rolled twice on the ground, grabbing the other man in a howl. The sun penetrated through the canopy needles of the pine trees, further cutting the blood clots that were constantly spilled, and the blades rolled in the sun, rolling up continuous snow waves, domineering like an avalanche, irresistibly harvesting life along the way.

A thunderbolt with an iron rod rushed forward in a roar, fierce as a tiger, with an astonishing momentum, the iron rod with a dark yellow thunder light, cutting off the light and shadow under the oblique rays, carrying the wind that swept towards the young man with the knife. There was a bang, and the boy struck out without hesitation.

The moment the knife and the stick intersected, a deafening roar resounded in the bursting light, and the ——, light shone brightly. The stick bearer staggered back, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and Yi Feng's figure, at this moment, flashed into the retreating crowd, the treasure knife rolled, killing two more people at a very fast speed, and then rushed towards the man with the iron rod.

The man with the iron rod, after he killed two people in a row, the new force was born by itself, and before he could start, the knife light split on his face, the skin of the face was cut open along with the skull, and the miserable white brain and blood burst together, the man fell backwards, and the flying knife light did not stay, and it was folded, and it was mysterious and mysterious, and it was slashed towards another person.

Yang Qingxin, who was outside the field, frowned, watching all this. The indescribable young man's Lei Fa, in the surrounding shining thunder, does not look very powerful, but it is invincible, thick, pure, its figure comes and goes like electricity, giving people the feeling, but it is like a standing mountain, and the figure of the boy nearby is the wave of self-destruction, one by one, one by one, and one by one.

One corpse after another fell, and in a short time, most of them were killed and wounded.

Yang Qingxin began to make a move, and the cyan thunder light weaved into a cloud, like a flying beast, showing the strength of the yuan level. The silver hook stretched out from the sleeve drove the yellow sand to roll up, and the dense hook shadow compressed together with the yellow sand, rushing down from above the young man, running thunder and lightning, murderous.

The burst of thunder shook the space, and a hooked shadow burst out of the air with lightning speed, followed by another. Dozens of hits were done in an instant, but they were also intercepted in an instant.

The shadow of the young man's knife flipped up, rolled, bang, jingguang shook, erupted between the two, and it was difficult for others to intervene in a few moments, the rabbit rose and fell, the figures were staggered, brushing, a knife shadow slanted up, and slashed towards the throat of the beast-faced king, the beast-faced king retreated, and the others rushed up.

Then it was time for the fight to continue, the figure fell, continued to fall, and when the Beast-Faced King pounced again, there were four more corpses on the ground.

"The Heavenly King of the Chengtian Shunyun Alliance only has such strength?" the young man raised his voice while waving his sword, "It's too weak, it's too weak." ”

In the sound of the boy's mockery, the Beast-Faced King was furious, and his special move surged out.

"With your little ability, you dare to guard me here? Did you take the wrong medicine to wait for death?" The dragon slayer knife swung out a shining knife light, one knife after another, the silver snake flew, and the thunderbolt was shocked, "Others are strong to guard the weak, and you are so weak that you dare to guard me?"

Under the flying knife light, it was the figure that fell, the cross-flowing blood, the splashing of blood, the young man who blocked the trick continued to kill, with the continuous reduction of the number of people around him, he no longer needed to dodge, no longer need to dodge, standing pile-like play, proud demeanor.

Yang Qingxin shot frantically, exhausted all kinds of means, and used all the secret killing moves without any reservations, and then was intercepted, intercepted, and intercepted again.

In the process, the young man still has the strength to kill, and the others are constantly killed, making him less and less people around him.

"I like to see you people who are self-proclaimed and clever to wait for death, where did you get the courage to spend so much time waiting for me here?" The young man moved, his figure flashed, avoiding Yang Qingxin's attack, and on the other side, a guy who wanted to flee in a panic chased after him, splitting the back of his head in an instant.

The blade with a bloody light flowed through the clouds, and in an instant, it was half a foot away, cutting off another person.

Yang Qingxin pounced in the roar, and the silver hook burst out with dense thunder light, and then he was constantly forced to retreat by the young man's knife light, whoosh, the soles of the young man's feet were thundered, and disappeared again in front of him, killing another man who did not dare to step forward...... This is the last person except Yang Qingxin.

Yang Qingxin, who knew that this kid didn't plan to let anyone go, drank again, gathered all his strength, and pounced like a tiger.

"It's very loud, if it's a roar, I can't compare to you!" The young man laughed loudly, the dragon slaying knife slashed out, and the rolling Gang Qi came out of the blade and hit Yang Qingxin's surging thunder, although there was a tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas, the thunder was still shattered in a bang.

Yang Qingxin's forehead was in a cold sweat, watching the young man come out of breath, and flashed past him.

"It's a pity that we're not comparing to a roar. ”

In the disdainful mockery of the young man, Yang Qingxin staggered two steps, his eyes were full of despair, around him, there was a corpse, if there was still someone who did not die, it was just a cry that fell to the ground after being cut in half. Blood, carnage, death, sneering, daylight spilled down from between the fluffy pine needles and staggered down on his face.

The hoarse voice let out a mournful "woo-" scream, and he couldn't know what he wanted to express, and then, the ground was getting closer and closer to him.

The young man with his back to him had already begun to wipe the dragon slaying knife, and he didn't pay attention to the corpse that fell behind him!