"Xiang Yingfeng, you untrustworthy and unrighteous despicable villain!" the biggest sand thief leader in the south of Jiushan City let out a fierce scream before he died. He died at the hands of his most trusted subordinate, a nail that Xiang Yingfeng had planted beside him a long time ago.

"Wolf Qi, Lao Tzu treats you well, why do you want to betray me?" the one-eyed sand thief leader covered the hole in his chest and asked the cold middle-aged man in front of him so fiercely.

The cold middle-aged eyes did not flicker, the whole person was cold like a lone wolf, he did not answer, but just inserted his fingers full of long sharp nails into the head of the one-eyed sand thief leader, and lifted the entire skull of the one-eyed sand thief leader.

Looking at the corpse of this one-eyed sand thief leader, the cold middle-aged man finally spoke: "Because... I only have the courage to betray you. ”

Killings are taking place everywhere here.

The sand thieves who once roamed the desert were slaughtered one after another. Not only that, but this kind of killing was also spreading towards the entire Nine Mountains City at an extremely fast speed.

The most trusted subordinates betrayed, the most favored concubines secretly poisoned them, and the closest children suddenly burst out to kill their fathers and mothers. Everything is chaotic, chaotic and dazzling, chaotic and impossible to tell who is good and who is evil.

In fact, there is no good or evil in killing itself, only positions are distinguished.

Here, there are basically no good people, and the destined tragedies and betrayals are just staged here in advance.

The living, continue to kill. Those who have died are naturally unwilling to die out.

Powerful forces were constantly surging in the high heavens, flames, ice, huge waves, wild sand, black wind, and other forces, roaring wildly, like huge nicks, dividing the sky into pieces.

The battle seemed to be in a stalemate, but those who still had the heart to pay attention to this battle could understand that Pei Xing and the leaders of the sand thieves were at a disadvantage. Because no matter how crazy their attacks were, Xiang Yingfeng was always as chic and natural as a leisurely stroll, without the slightest panic. Xiang Yingfeng still retains a certain amount of strength at this moment.

Seeing that Xiang Yingfeng was so strong and arrogant, the sand thieves couldn't help but turn a little pale, and there was a faint fear rising in their hearts, and some people secretly wondered whether to surrender to this Xiang Yingfeng, although they lost their faith, they could exchange for a life.

Turning the scimitar to Ying Feng's fingertips, the exaggerated arc around his fingertips, turned into a wind wheel, no matter what kind of spell, it would be cut and shattered under the scimitar.

Several of the sand bandit leaders who besieged Xiang Yingfeng were all bitter, they were already timid, they did not dare to continue the battle, and wanted to surrender and admit defeat.

Only Pei Xing is still persevering.

"Leaders, don't worry, if you surrender to someone in my style, your status in the past will not change much, and you can't say that you can go to the next level! It is I who makes you believe in the evil god, and I am the one who cultivates the evil god, what is the difference between you believing in me and believing in the evil god?"

Xiang Yingfeng stopped and looked at the people with undulating faces, with a smile on his face that was in doubt.

When everyone heard this, they all laughed dryly.

That being said, it's different after all. Belief in the gods is not just a belief, it is a strength. These sand thieves were from very low backgrounds, and they had few means of cultivation. If you can't borrow divine power from the gods, I'm afraid they will all be some chickens and dogs. And trust Xiang Yingfeng, except for being enslaved by him, can not see any tangible benefits.

It's just that the situation is pressing at this time, and no one dares to oppose it for a while. The absence of opposition is in itself an endorsement.

Everyone retreated, and the space was re-ceded to Pei Xing and Xiang Yingfeng.

The only thing they hope for now is that this Pei Xing has some other killer tricks hidden that can hurt Xiang Yingfeng to solve the current predicament. As for Pei Xing's life or death, these people don't care.

In the sky, Pei Xing gradually returned to his human form. The old face was crawling with exhaustion.

Although the unity of human and sword is powerful, and it can control a large amount of water aura with the help of magic weapons, the burden on the body and the consumption of the spirit are very huge.

"What, can't you move?" Xiang Ying Feng turned his scimitar at his fingertips, and his tone seemed to be slightly teasing.

"Since you can't move, just obediently suffer death! When you're old, don't learn from others to run around, otherwise burying your bones in a foreign country will be very bad... ！”

Step out to Ying Feng, and countless people can see that the glow in the sky is swimming because of his movement, as if the original picture is frozen, and only after his movement does the whole picture become flexible.

This is naturally not because time really stood still before, but because Xiang Yingfeng was so fast, so fast that everyone had the illusion that the world had become slow.

"Kill the heavens and slash all evils!"

Xiang Yingfeng's eyes were cold with endless evil, as he swung out a knife, he saw the surging Gang Qi gushing out from his blade, and then this trace of Gang Qi actually formed a huge evil god pattern, if the evil god pattern is looked at carefully, it seems that it can be divided into countless small patterns, and in each pattern, it seems to be recording a human tragedy.

An incomparably evil aura, as if at this moment, enveloped everyone present.

This is a power that does not belong to the human world, it belongs to the evil gods, it belongs to the abyss, it belongs to hell. Only a powerful evil god in hell can manipulate such a demagogic and intimidating force.

The vast majority of people who saw this graphic had their eyes glazed over.

After the betrayal, more betrayal, happens in this moment. The partners and lovers who were originally dependent on each other in life and death began to wave the weapons in their hands to each other under the inducement of this picture. They were bewitched by the evil gods, which caused the deepest ** and tyranny in their hearts, and annihilated their reason.

"Don't shoot together yet!"

Pei Xing's beard was all open, and he yelled at the several sand thief leaders behind him.

Even now, the leaders of the sand thieves hesitated.

"Idiot!"

Pei Xing snorted coldly, didn't say more, held the blue long sword in his hand, rolled up a thousand waves, and headed towards the evil god map.

Rumble!

The huge waves collided with the evil god diagram, and a wave of qi visible to the naked eye burst out, and in the sky, the sound of the air being forcibly torn apart could be heard continuously.

The air waves swept and the wind surged, Pei Xing spat blood from his mouth and was directly knocked out. His body fell down like a bird with folded wings falling from the sky.

The blade in the evil god's hand twisted, and a black light flickered, and he was about to cut off Pei Xing's head.

Shi Yi and Jiang Huanyu shouted angrily, helplessly too far away, and were dragged by the sand thieves, and they didn't have time to come to help.

"Get out of here!"

A figure rose from the ground, and with only a long sword, it headed towards the evil god figure that suppressed the heavens and the earth.

Bang!

The wave of qi swept through, and a muffled snort came from Zhang Baijian's mouth, and he fell back.

The black light had been shattered by Zhang Baijian, supporting Pei Xing, handing over the old man who had fallen into a coma to Jiang Huanyu, Zhang Baijian held the Hundred Battles Sword with trembling and blood-dripping hands, and looked coldly at the evil god map above the sky, as well as the Xiang Yingfeng behind it. At the most dangerous moment, Zhang Baijian finally arrived. He left Wang Lingguan behind, cast Xingluo Bu, jumped with the starlight of Xingluo Bu, and rushed to Fengsha Castle first.

At the same moment, a deep black light pierced through the sky and shot towards the wind.

"Godbreaker!"

Seeing the deep black light, someone screamed in surprise.

Many sand thieves were stunned at the same time, as sand thieves who had been surrounded and suppressed by the Donglai army, how could they not know the biggest killer weapon in the army, the Broken God Crossbow?

"It's actually a god-breaking crossbow! There are only three of these things in the entire Jiushan City, and it is a forbidden weapon in the entire Donglai army, and it is said that if there is no warrant from the king, it is unusable. How could it be... ”

Whatever the reason, the Godbreaker has appeared here, and it has struck the most powerful of the day, and the leader of everything is in the wind.

The Evil God Diagram swung the blade in his hand and slashed towards the god-breaking crossbow arrow.

Two forces collide together.

If the evil god diagram represents the power of hell, it is absolutely evil and evil. The god-breaking crossbow arrow contains a kind of will to be destroyed, and among the arrow feathers, there is a taste of destroying everything.

Break the gods, break the gods, even if the gods are in front of them, they must be destroyed.

The evil god diagram gradually shattered under this arrow, and people vaguely seemed to be able to hear the unwilling roar of the evil god.

People who have lost their minds gradually regain their senses, but when they look at their companions, brothers, and lovers who have died at their hands, they may prefer that they never woke up.

It's useless to say more, and the screen turns back to after the Godbreaker crossbow arrow pierced the Evil God Diagram.

The sharp arrow in the sky was about to pierce Xiang Yingfeng's chest, and it was predictable that the sneak attacker had been waiting for this moment for a long time. When Xiang Yingfeng was most proud, at the moment when he brought his means to the peak. One arrow broke the god and ended his life.

It's not just about killing Xiang Yingfeng, it's about killing his spirit, his pride, his thoughts, and everything about him. This sneak attacker obviously hated Xiang Yingfeng in his bones, and he was not willing to simply kill Xiang Yingfeng.

Everything is moving towards a predetermined script.

But... ！

Xiang Yingfeng's face still had an expression that seemed to be smiling, as if he was mocking.

In front of the god-breaking crossbow arrows, is he still qualified to mock others?

Of course he was qualified, because his sword was raised again, and the glow of the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the boundless darkness seemed to come at this moment.

"Killing ghosts!"

Xiang Yingfeng swung his second sword at the pinnacle.

The sword was swung out, and the earth seemed to tremble.

The earth is vast, naturally it will not tremble, it is the human heart that trembles, and all the human hearts tremble in front of this sword, even giving in.

In the trembling, people seem to be able to hear countless ghosts and gods crying in it, and they died under this knife, telling people about the horror and incomparable nature of this knife.

The Godbreaker crossbow bolt collided with such a sword.

The crossbow arrow is already the end of the strong crossbow, but this sword is a new force.

So the arrow broke, but the remaining sword power did not disperse, and continued to advance, following the place where the crossbow arrow came from, and slashed a black beast-shaped crossbow hidden behind the stone statue.

The eyes of all those who did not obey the wind lit up, and then dimmed.

They could all see that Xiang Yingfeng's composure was not real, he was really a little afraid in front of the god-breaking crossbow. But that great opportunity has been missed by all of them.

Something that can threaten, or even kill, the wind, has been destroyed.

"Legend has it that the Broken God Crossbow was modeled after some of the bow scrolls, and now it seems to be true. Xiang Yingfeng said lightly, his eyes wandered, sweeping in all directions, and almost everyone he saw lowered his head.

"Come out, you've been hiding for so long, are you just waiting for today?" Xiang Ying Feng waved the scimitar in his hand and said lightly.

Behind another stone statue, a middle-aged man in green clothes walked out.

His figure is slender, his gait is steady, and his clothes and belts are flying in the wind, and he looks extraordinary. It's just that his face is full of knife wounds, and he looks extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Tut-tut... You were so handsome, I didn't think you would be so willing. Xiang Yingfeng looked at this young man, and seemed to be an old acquaintance with him.

Zhang Baijian's heart moved, and he also looked at the young man, thoughtful.

"If I don't do this, how can I hide it from your ears and eyes? It's a pity that I have been suffering for three months, but I have not been able to kill you beast dog after all!" The middle-aged man's tone was filled with unconcealable anger and hatred.

Xiang Yingfeng said leisurely: "To be honest, I regret it a little, I knew that the city lord of Fuyao City still had such a good thing as the Broken God Crossbow in his hands, so I shouldn't have let you go." ”

After speaking, Xiang Yingfeng raised the butcher knife in his hand again and swung it down.

The middle-aged man sneered, and one after another palm prints with red thunder crossed the sky to block the blade of Xiang Yingfeng. This middle-aged person, who is suspected of being the city lord of Fuyao City, is a rare wizard who can control thunder like Thunder, but his thunder is much more ruthless and evil than Thunder's righteousness and fierceness.

The violent energy blast suddenly spread, knocking out the middle-aged man.

Although the middle-aged image looks a little miserable, it is actually fine.

Countless pairs of eyes watched this scene, and their mouths opened in surprise.

Obviously, no one expected that this unrecognizable middle-aged man would be able to resist the blow of Xiang Yingfeng's anger.

"Huh?"

Xiang Yingfeng obviously didn't believe what he was seeing, and an incredible look surged on his face, he looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, looking at the criss-crossing scars on the middle-aged face, and felt slightly uneasy in his heart......

looked at Xiang Yingfeng with cold eyes, and stomped the soles of his feet hard towards the ground.

The ground of the blue jade stone immediately cracked, revealing a large hollow.

The middle-aged man rose from the ground and struck straight at the face door of Ying Feng with a punch.