Chapter 950: Who is worthy of a battle

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The appearance of the eighth-order golden-winged Dapeng bird was even more domineering than before, and the two giant wings shook off the golden flowing fire, as if they had reached the sky above the city gate in the blink of an eye with a strong wind.

"Haha, the overlord has arrived, and the brothers don't have to die now."

"The brothers have resisted me, ready to countercharge, and kill these bastards." Hao Hailan is full of spirit and loudly boosts morale.

Immediately after that, two more clouds of fire that were also red and scorching floated over the sea area, but it was Luo Yunmeng and Lan Yumian who rode the Fire Phoenix and the Flame Vermilion Bird respectively and killed them.

Three giant birds suspended above the city gate, the golden-winged Dapeng bird flapped its wings rhythmically, a pair of eyes sharper than the eagle falcon burst into fierce light, the sharp beak of the bird kept swallowing the golden breath like a flame, its terrifying innate ancient fierce beast breath spread silently, the Japanese players below came into contact with the cruel and murderous light of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, and suddenly felt a pressure like a substance swept towards them, and many people who summoned the mount almost couldn't control the trembling of the mount under the crotch.

They looked in horror at the man standing proudly on the back of the bird, the crimson cloak behind him fluttering, flying black, carrying a thick and bladeless giant sword as black as ink, and his face was covered by the demonic aura of Shura.

Overlord Tuoba Evil.

Many veteran Japanese players who have had the experience of mythical national wars couldn't help but change their faces at this time, and their originally angry and resolute faces instantly turned pale.

Compared with the night rain and wind that had led the Tianfeng Alliance army to the east, and the Japanese coalition army was defeated like water, Ye Feng in front of them made them feel even more terrifying.

The night rain is elegant and elegant, his temperament is introverted, and his domineering is in his heart.

And Ye Feng in front of him is from the inside out, from the outside to the inside, it seems that every inch of skin on his body, every head is like the domineering spirit of Kaitian in his hand who is eager to be full of blood.

His eyes were as cold as a knife and sharp as a sword, and he looked down quietly, and no one dared to look at him.

What kind of eyes are that, cold as if looking at a group of dead corpses, a group of ants, which makes people irrepressibly feel the despair of dying from the bottom of their hearts.

When they didn't see Ye Feng in person, the vast majority of Japanese players were quite unimpressed by the fiasco of Japan's strongest guild, the Emperor's Hall and the Imperial Sword, in the battlefield Snow Fox Valley.

With their hearts and arrogance, their eyes are above the top, and they are even more disdainful of the overlord Tuoba Evil who single-handedly dominated the battle that can be called a miracle.

After that battle, the Emperor's Hall and the Imperial Sword were regarded as the national shame of Japan, and countless Japanese players were looking forward to the national war and the confrontation between the gods and the overlord Tuoba Demon.

Now that he is here, he is like a king in Sunset Harbor, and the momentum of the overlord who looks at the world and is invincible has instantly crushed the pride and blood they have accumulated for a long time into a pile of ashes that will be scattered by the wind.

Who is worthy of a fight.

Dongliu Aotian looked up at Ye Feng above the city gate, and tried his best to abandon the idea of fear and cowardice, and he didn't turn his head to the Dongliu Sakura beside him: "Summons flying mounts, kill them, kill Tuoba Evil, and the gods will be defeated." ”

"Can't go." Dongliu Sakura shook her head sadly and said, "Even if we have six flying mounts, we can't be opponents, you look at the flying mount rankings, the golden-winged Dapeng bird of Tuoba Evil is ...... The eighth-order, and the holy beast, retreat to the Consulate and wait for help, otherwise we really won't have a chance. ”

"I'm not reconciled, what about the eighth-order holy beast mount, we have seventeen hidden professional masters, and there are more than 10,000 hunter mages on the field, as long as we can stun him once, we can leave him here......" Dongliu Aotian gritted his teeth.

"Stun him." Dongliu Sakura smiled bitterly, "Do you see that there is an archer who dares to shoot arrows at him, no, not a single one, they are all afraid, they are frightened by a mere Chinese master, our Martial God Hall will also follow in the footsteps of the Emperor's Hall and the Imperial Sword, we are a shame for Japan." ”

Two lines of tears of humiliation came out of her eyes, and the eastward cherry blossom sobbed silently and let out a sharp roar: "Return to the Consulate and fight to the death with the gods." ”

"Retreat."

Dongliu Aotian sorrow came from it, he looked at Ye Feng, who had already roared down to slaughter the elite team of the Martial God Temple, the cold sword light that broke through the sky seemed to sting his eyes in the air, and the extremely humiliating frustration was unwilling to make him burst into tears at this moment.

……

Rumble.

A divine slash flew down, and blood mist burst out on the thirty-yard-long path, and more than forty Martial God Hall elites were killed by a sword in seconds, regardless of their profession.

Stepping on the golden-winged Dapeng bird, holding the earth god weapon to open the sky, and reaching the peak with superb equipment, not to mention that there is an invisible overlord realm that weakens their attributes, no matter who it is, they can't block Ye Feng's blow without dying.

The Luoyun Dream Moon Dragon Spear behind him swung, and a silver light spear lightly tore through their armor, and a row of heavy armor splattered blood and flew out.

"Kill."

Ye Feng roared, swept through the thousands of armies and slashed wildly, and the sword qi that broke through the air cut off more than a dozen Japanese players nearby.

The damage value of that piece is as high as hundreds of thousands is terrifying, and in the face of Ye Feng's domineering, it is difficult for all Japanese players to have the idea of fighting with him.

The so-called indomitable fighting spirit is indeed nothing in the face of absolute power.

Ye Feng just wants to let these stubborn Sunset Harbor Japanese players know what is the power they need to be in awe.

He wants to completely destroy the fighting spirit of the Japanese players in a war, and without the fighting spirit, they are just a group of lambs who can't even do the least effective resistance and can only be slaughtered and slaughtered by the army of gods.

Kill.

The First World War broke its guts.

Assassination and slaughter, shadow dragon dance, and ...... The shot is a piece killing skill, and the Japanese players who were affected by the Kaitian Sword Qi were hit in an instant, but in a few breaths, the corpses of the golden-winged Dapeng bird flew over the place where they were raging, and more than a thousand Japanese players died on the spot.

The visually striking brutal scene further shattered the Japanese player's determination to fight to the death.

They looked at the Shura slaughterhouse full of broken corpses, and no one dared to step forward and test their swords.

As a result, this blood-soaked death zone was emptied of the crowded battlefield.

The light intertwined with the Open Heaven Sword and the Phantom Moon Dragon Spear was like a hurricane sweeping the wheat waves, and the sword air guns exploded horizontally and horizontally, and the swords and guns fell, the blockers were invincible, and the Japanese players were killed in rows.

At this time, the elite masters of the Martial God Temple finally came to their senses, and today's battle was a shame for the Martial God Temple, which was the third guild of Japan.

Facing the combined attack of the world-powerful overlord Tuoba Evil and Luo Shen Yun Mengli, they had the heart to fight, but they were unable to return to the sky.

However, the shame can only be washed away with blood, and they don't want to become a national shame like the Emperor's Palace, and become the object of ridicule and contempt by the countrymen, so they can only die.

Although they knew that the so-called desperate resistance could not change the situation of the one-sided battle, at least they were killed in battle.

No one thought that they had the ability to kill Ye Feng, if Ye Feng was just one person, no matter how strong Ye Feng was, they would have the confidence to trap him with crowd tactics, but on this battlefield, in addition to Ye Feng and Luo Shen, in addition to Luo Shen and nearly two thousand brave warriors of the gods.

War, just to die, just for the Martial God Temple to have an explanation for players all over Japan.

Suddenly, hundreds of arrows flew towards Ye Feng and Luo Yunmeng.

The two of them were a big bird, and they easily dodged this wave of arrows that had no momentum.

But this rain of arrows also seemed to give confidence to the elite of the Martial God Temple, and more and more hunters raised their longbows in their hands......

Sometimes, the power of one person can also suppress the whole field, and the domineering of one person is enough to dominate the glory of a battle.