Bring It On

Chapter six hundred and seventy fourth

"Hmph!" Yi Feng sneered, he suffered the first loss, can he still suffer the second time?

"Breakout! Boundless Soulbreaker!" Yifeng yelled, and swung the Xianhu Sword violently. The light on the tip of the sharp sword danced, distorting the space slightly, and at the same time, Yifeng's soul power also surged out.

"Clang...boom..."

The two voices came out almost at the same time. Yifeng's Xianhu sword and the long spear collided together. The power of hundreds of long spears was concentrated, and Yi Feng, who was already a little bloody, let out a muffled snort, and his arms trembled a little. The powerful force made him couldn't help but let him step on the ground fiercely to remove the huge force. The ground was trampled by Yifeng, and deep footprints appeared one by one.

"ah……"

This hundred-member brigade was not as lucky as the previous one. Although they were also forced to take a few steps back by Yifeng's power, the following soul-stirring technique bombarded them violently, and they vomited blood one by one. Shattered Boundless's most powerful soul power impact also affected the sea of ​​consciousness of hundreds of people, and they all screamed miserably.

An Yi watched hundreds of soldiers circling on the ground one by one under Yi Feng's move. The miserable voice made him feel chilled. He snorted and looked at Yi Feng with extremely gloomy eyes. Feng's strength also has a new understanding. With the power gathered by hundreds of soldiers, even ordinary Wang Jie would not dare to take it over at will, but after Yifeng took it over, he was able to cripple the fighting power of this group of people. An Yi increased Yifeng's risk factor several times again, and he was even more convinced that Yifeng's strength would be consumed by numbers, and he would kill Yifeng today. Yifeng must not be allowed to escape, otherwise it will be his nightmare in the future.

Those soldiers looked at Yifeng rolling on the ground with their heads in their hands, making heart-piercing screams, looking at Yifeng with fear in their eyes. This set of military formations is against the strong, but even so, it still has no effect on Yifeng. How does this not frighten them.

Especially thinking of Yi Feng's identity as a soul master and the praise of the most soul master in the mainland, these soldiers felt chills in their hearts. The dementor has the same weirdness as a ghost!

Those soldiers looked at Yifeng in horror one by one again, not daring to make another round of attack. Yifeng snorted coldly, and slowly calmed down the turbulent blood in his heart. The strength gathered by hundreds of elite soldiers made him a little overwhelmed. If it weren't for the magic of Ling Shenjue, blood would gush out from the corner of Yi Feng's mouth, but even so, Yi Feng felt unbearable pain in his arm.

Yifeng took a deep breath, took out a elixir from his bosom, threw it into his mouth, and the elixir melted in his mouth. With the support of the elixir, Yi Feng's turbulent blood quickly calmed down.

Yifeng turned his head to look at the third prince, who was also surrounded by the army, and he could barely block the attacks of these people, but seeing his arm trembling slightly, Yifeng knew that the third prince was not having a good time.

Yifeng took out a bottle of medicine pill from the Naling Ring, threw it towards the void, and shouted to the third prince: "Go on!"

The third prince had just blocked the next round of attacks, and his fighting spirit was slightly stagnant, but looking at the things Yifeng threw, he still tried his best to move his figure, and used the falling jade bottle to help. I also admire Yifeng's control from the bottom of my heart. If I throw it a little closer or a little farther, the jade bottle will not fall into his hands.

The third prince opened the jade bottle without even thinking about it, and seeing some high-grade medicinal pills exuding a delicate fragrance inside, he immediately poured out one and swallowed it.

Soon, the third prince felt that the turbulent blood energy calmed down. While he was surprised, he also knew that this elixir was definitely a high-quality medicine. It's just that I don't know how Yifeng has so many pills. Judging from the number in the jade bottle, there are at least ten pills. Even if he took out ten high-level pills, he would still feel pain in his flesh, but Yifeng didn't care.

"Come again!"

Seeing the third prince accepting the jade bottle, Yifeng heaved a sigh of relief, and shouted loudly at the hundreds of people surrounding him.

After being shouted by Yifeng, hundreds of people backed up a few steps at the same time, looking at Yifeng with horror in their eyes. Calling back involuntarily, the fear of killing hundreds of people with Yifeng's move just now has penetrated into their bones. Even Wang Jie is not so terrifying.

"Hmph!" Yi Feng snorted contemptuously, turned to look at An Yi and said, "How?"

Seeing Yi Feng's provocative eyes, An Yi couldn't help but want to go up and fight Yi Feng, but thinking that today's purpose was to kill Yi Feng, he knew that it was not suitable for him to make a move at this time.

An Yi snorted, looking at a group of soldiers coming in from afar again in darkness, his eyes were also full of condensed light. An Yi never thought that a thousand elite soldiers would be able to keep Yifeng here. He wanted to see how many waves of attacks Yifeng could block. He had plenty of soldiers, and the important thing was to kill Yifeng here.

Yifeng looked at the soldiers who were walking towards him and the third prince surrounded by rumbling steps, his expression was gloomy and terrifying. Even if Yifeng and the third prince could barely kill these people, the fighting spirit and physical strength consumed would be too much. Extremely scary. What's more, the ghost knows how many people An Yi arranged to ambush them.

"Uncle Huang is good at tricks!" The third prince snorted coldly as he looked at the black soldiers coming from the pavement.

"If Nephew San Huang is sensible, surrender!" An Yi looked at Yi Feng and said calmly.

"Haha! Surrender? If I surrender, will my two brothers let me go?" The third prince laughed.

An Yi is very clear about the royal family's struggle. If he hadn't spread the news of his abdication to everyone in the world and made it difficult for Emperor Zhanlan to make a move, he would definitely not be able to survive at this time.

"Since the third nephew has made up his mind, let's try the taste of these thousands of people!"

"That's exactly what he meant!" The third prince said coldly, the vindictiveness in his body soared, and the aura of the whole person multiplied, and the oppressive soldiers who surrounded him took a few steps back.

An Yi looked at the third prince who was still rising in momentum, and the admiration in his eyes grew stronger.

"I want to see how you killed me!"

The third prince laughed loudly, the coercion on his body gave people great pressure, especially the arrogant laughter of the third prince, which made the soldiers feel that they dare not win.

Seeing the third prince like this, Yi Feng glanced at the Dao camp that had already surrounded them. None of the soldiers in the Big Sword Battalion was below the human level, each of them held a big knife, and thousands of people had thousands of big knives, which was extremely shocking to people's eyes.

Yifeng took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the third prince, and he also laughed loudly: "If you want to keep this young master, let me see how much you have to pay! Come!"

Yifeng looked at these soldiers with contempt, as if he was looking at some ants. The soldiers who had just fought with Yifeng saw Yifeng's eyes, and couldn't help feeling chills in their hearts, but these soldiers who just arrived had never experienced that scene, and they were all full of fighting spirit. There was a fierce light in their eyes, obviously they wanted to smash Yi Feng into pieces.

"Come!"

The third prince also shouted loudly, his aura finally climbed to the peak, and it was no less than the aura of Wang Jie, which made these soldiers terrified.