At the moment when the hundreds of powerhouses besieging Ling Feng were so shocked that their jaws almost fell to the ground, Ling Feng took one step at a time, like a high-speed moving meat grinding machine, and wherever he passed, his fists and feet were used together, bringing up one afterimage after another.

Bang Bang Bang –

Anyone who was touched by his hands and feet, no matter where he was injured, screamed and screamed.

Blood splashed, and the severed limbs and arms were thrown high like hydrangeas, and then smashed to the ground, trampled on by others.

As the battle continued, Ling Feng's white clothes were completely stained red with blood, and his face, arms, and shoes were all red, just like an ancient Shura who had crawled out of hell.

Similarly, fighting against the strong people around him like a tide, endlessly, and endlessly, Ling Feng's mind was tense to the limit, and under the cold sweat on his tired forehead, the sweat flowed and was mixed with blood, rolling down his cheeks.

At this moment, at least two or three hundred people from the Long Yun family died tragically at Ling Feng's hands, and the others who played soy sauce ignored.

In Ling Feng's perception, in front of him, a bridge between heaven and man emerged.

This bridge is made of beginningless corpses and bones, shrouded in the bloody aura of the sky, this is the bridge of killing that he will spend next.

After slashing hundreds of people in a row, Ling Feng's steps were already standing on the second step of the Killing God Bridge.

But the road ahead is long, the aura is foggy, and I can't see the view a few feet away, and I don't know how many steps there are in the Killing Bridge.

According to Ling Feng's calculations, today, he would have to kill at least a hundred thousand people in order to reach the end of the Killing Bridge. Break through the Eight Heavens of Heaven and Man.

When Ling Feng's perception was at the Bridge of Killing, the pot had already exploded outside.

Ling Feng's horror really can't be described in normal words.

Tens of millions of strong people watching the battle. Including the five hundred creation bosses on the Dharma platform, they all gasped.

Ye Changge realized at this moment that he really underestimated Ling Feng and his son.

Before, seeing the horror of Liuyue, she put Ling Feng on the same level as Liuyue, and at this moment, Ling Feng swept all the way. Looking at the world, it is obvious that the combat effectiveness is a grade higher than that of Liuyue.

Ling Feng was mighty. The strong men of the Longyun family who were killed were defeated, and Xia Zhiwen, Li Qiongyao and others naturally looked ugly and wanted to die.

Especially the Longyun Dao God, whenever the genius of the Longyun family fell in a pool of blood. The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, his heart was dripping blood, staring at Ling Feng's eyes, almost spewing fire.

Lying down, this is the hope for the future of his Longyun family!

The happiest people were the Kraken and the Apocalypse Soul Beast Clan, and the excitement boiled.

There were even a few bigwigs of these two clans, who couldn't help but cheer despite the dignity of creation.

Ling Xue, Bing Xuan, Su Xin, Cai Xin. Sweetheart Lan and others are naturally beautiful and rippling.

In addition to their admiration for Ling Feng's terrifying combat power, they were even happier that their fate began to have a tendency to reverse.

Although Ling Feng broke through 10,000 enemies. Waiting for him is also the high mountain of Divine Destiny God Battle Heaven.

Lu Yue's performance was very strange, she stared at Ling Feng's chest in a daze, every time the enemy's sword slashed at Ling Feng's body, her beautiful eyes would tighten slightly, as if she was pondering something.

Tens of millions of living beings present had different faces and expressions. All kinds of people are in it.

The only one that is light and light is the Divine Destiny God Battle Heaven.

He still sat cross-legged like a rock. It seems that the movement caused by Ling Feng at this moment is not even qualified to make him look at it squarely.

"Quickly, quickly swing the dragon cloud array, and kill this fang. ”

The army was defeated by Ling Feng, and the remaining eight hundred or so Longyun family powerhouses had already become like frightened birds at this moment, and there was nothing else on their faces except for the look of horror.

It is so possible that there is such a pervert in the world, who only cares about killing, only cares about shooting and crippling the enemy, and under the siege of hundreds of people, he does not use his hands to protect the vital points at all, and opens up the flaws for people to besiege.

What made them most unbelievable was that after chopping so many knives, Ling Feng's flesh and blood, despite the wounds, had not suffered serious injuries at all.

This is undoubtedly unacceptable to them.

Since the sword light and sword shadow could not inflict fatal wounds on Ling Feng, they only had to use their supernatural powers.

With a broken drink, the eight hundred people of the Longyun family who were trembling in their hearts were certain, and they lined up in a straight line with each other, and their palms were against the backs of the people in front of them, forming a long dragon.

Being able to unfold the Long Yun Great Array in such a chaotic situation shows that the mental quality of the disciples of the Long Yun family is very high, and it can't help but be praised.

"Unintentionally, don't let the disciples of the Longyun family spread the Longyun Array. ”

Venerable Golden Dragon kindly reminded: "This array can turn everyone's strength into one point, which is equivalent to you facing thousands of people at the same time." ”

He was very confident in Ling Feng's combat effectiveness, but against seven or eight hundred people at the same time, it was not possible.

After all, each person has an average of 100 catties of great strength, and Ling Feng has to bear 70,000 or 80,000 catties.

The difficulty is multiplied by an infinite number of times.

Seeing that the Golden Dragon Venerable was designating Ling Feng on the side, the originally gloomy Longyun Dao God was so angry that he even bit his teeth, but he couldn't help it.

Ling Feng naturally saw the power of the Long Yun Great Array, he killed one step at a time, and directly killed the core of the array.

However, how could the Gongcheng, the Divine Fate Family fulfill Ling Feng's wishes?

These two families also hated Ling Feng to the core, and dozens of geniuses whose cultivation had reached the seventh or eighth level of creation heavily blocked Ling Feng's way.

Gongcheng, the genius of the Shenyuan family, his combat power is naturally not comparable to those disciples of the sect who play soy sauce.

Under the siege of dozens of people, Ling Fengden fell into a bitter battle.

As time passed, Ling Fengbai was not easy to ask for the dozens of geniuses of the besieging Divine Yuan and Gongcheng families, and he raised his eyes to look ahead, his blood-stained pupils suddenly constricted.

Dozens of feet away from him, hundreds of people from the Long Yun family lined up in a straight line, and a silver-white energy ripple rose from these people, conveying a vast coercion that made people breathless.

"Unintentionally, let's die, once the dragon cloud array is formed, the dragon god will reappear, and the heavens and the earth will be discolored. ”

At the forefront, a disciple of the Longyun family let out a smug roar: "Even if you are the Great Emperor, you can only do anything in vain. ”

Hundreds of people behind them pinched the spell one after another, and their bodies turned into streams of white energy at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, like pieces of white dragon scales, fusing with each other, forming a silver dragon, which came towards Ling Feng with teeth and claws.

Suddenly, above the sky, the sea of clouds surged, like boiling water, boiling violently.

The silver divine dragon, as if it was made of mercury, carried a coercion that penetrated the heavens and the earth, forcing the huge Fengshen Platform to tremble slightly.

Waves of hurricane swept through, bringing up a strong wind in the sky, strangling like a knife......

Below the Divine Sealing Platform, the elite disciples who cultivated below the Creation were all in a hurry, as if, in their hearts, this moment was the end of the world.