Less Is More Medicine
Chapter six hundred and seventy seventh
Wherever Yifeng passed, he swept across the area, and almost no one could resist his coercion. In the center of the coercion, except for those teachers who could barely escape, no one under the division was killed. But even if the master can escape Yifeng's coercion, he can't escape the fate of death. Under the coercion, Yifeng's sharp sword almost didn't stop, and easily cut through the soldier's throat.
Although the third prince doesn't have the aura of Yi Feng, he still has great power when he opens and closes. These soldiers who don't have much fighting spirit, no matter how they are his opponents, life after life is harvested in his hands .
Although it was not as good as Yifeng's large-scale harvesting, it still made these soldiers tremble with fear, and they couldn't fight any more. Even with An Yi blocking them, some people still couldn't help but retreat.
In the eyes of these soldiers, these two people are the gods of death, as long as they are next to them, what awaits them is death. The corpses and almost rivers of blood on the ground told them this fact!
Yifeng has no mercy, for those who want to kill him, he must be prepared to be killed. Yifeng's soul-absorbing technique, fighting consciousness and wielding a sharp sword will kill people one by one. In a short period of time, Yifeng and the third prince joined hands, and thousands of people died in their hands.
In such a short period of time, beheading thousands of elites is difficult even for a high-ranking king, but the two in front of them teamed up and did it easily.
An Yi looked at the massacre of Yifeng and the third prince coldly, as if the person in front of him was a scarecrow, and the blood on the ground was like ink, which could not cause him any ripples.
"I don't believe you can hold on for so long!"
An Yi murmured that Yi Feng's combat awareness was terrifying, but An Yi did not believe that Yi Feng could always maintain this state. In fact, besides the support of fighting spirit, it was more of spiritual support. Yi Feng was in this state all the time. It will only greatly consume his soul power and spirit, and in the end he has only one way to collapse.
An Yi watched Yifeng's journey like a broken bamboo, but felt happy in his heart. The longer Yifeng used his fighting consciousness, the happier he was.
As An Yi guessed, although the power of fighting consciousness is great, it also puts a lot of pressure on the spirit. Yifeng has always maintained the full state of fighting consciousness, and his whole body is always in a tense state. Although with the support of Ling Shenjue, Yi Feng could hold on for a long time, but even he would have a moment when his soul power couldn't support the siege of countless soldiers.
It's just that for a high-level physician, would it be too much of a problem to refine some pills that restore soul power?
Yi Feng snorted, took out several pills, and threw two in without thinking. Then the rest were sent to the third prince who had already killed him. Although the third prince didn't know why Yifeng's pill was like a bean, he swallowed it without thinking. Such an attack had exhausted him a lot.
After the third prince swallowed the elixir, he felt stunned, and the huge soul power he had consumed began to slowly replenish.
Yifeng glanced at Yifeng in surprise. No six-level high-ranking doctor could refine the elixir with such an effect of restoring soul power.
An Yi originally saw that Yifeng's coercion had begun to weaken slowly, but in a short while, this coercion actually rose again, his happy heart was immediately suppressed, and his face became gloomy and uncertain.
An Yi naturally understood that Yi Feng's soul power had recovered at this moment.
Yifeng and the third prince just stood there quietly, if Yifeng and the third prince didn't take the initiative to attack those soldiers, it was even more impossible for those soldiers to take the initiative to attack Yifeng and them. While they breathed a sigh of relief, they also pointed their weapons at Yi Feng and the other two, but they couldn't stop trembling and backed away!
Yifeng had already disdained to look at these soldiers, and his fighting consciousness was slowly withdrawn from his body. Turning his eyes to the gloomy An Yi, he said with contempt in his tone, "How?"
An Yi took a deep breath, then laughed loudly and said, "Emperor Yifeng has good means, and he is worthy of being called an emperor. I just don't know if there are really so many pills in Yifeng?"
An Yi paused when he said this, pointed his finger to the distance and continued, "Not far away, I still have two teams. Does Emperor Yifeng think your elixir can last that long?"
Yifeng snorted disdainfully, took out the jade bottles one by one from the Naling Ring, and finally threw handfuls of pills into his bosom as if they were worthless beans, and handed them to the third prince.
The third prince took these high-level pills and jade bottles from Yifeng's hands in a daze. He felt that what he saw was real? Was Yifeng approved by making pills? Even if it is the stock of his entire mansion, it is not as much as Yifeng.
"At least Ben Shao thinks that you still can't finish Ben Shao's elixir. If you don't believe me, you can try it!"
The faint words, combined with Yifeng's pills that he randomly threw into his arms, made An Yi completely dazed. He couldn't think about how Yifeng had so many pills. This is simply a warehouse of pills!
An Yi's face was very gloomy. After Yifeng took out these pills, he knew that it was impossible to rely on the army to consume Yifeng's fighting spirit and physical strength. With so many pills, no matter how much you consume, you can make up for it.
An Yi now understands why Yifeng doesn't care about the consumption of soul power and battle energy at all. With these supports, is he still afraid to use them?
"Good! Good! Emperor Yifeng is really strong!" An Yi clapped his palms and said.
Yi Feng glanced at An Yi lightly and said: "Before you kill Ben Shao, didn't you find out clearly, Ben Shao doesn't have many other things, but he has a lot of pills! You can eat it as a bean!"
An Yi's face twitched violently when he heard Yi Feng's words. It was really courageous to eat high-level pills as beans.
In the same way, although the third prince knew that Yifeng's pills were good for him, but Yifeng's words were like beans, which made him want to besiege Yifeng. ***, this is a high-level elixir, what do you think it is?
The third prince took a deep breath and threw the pill and jade bottle that Yifeng had given him into his arms. He would not be polite to Yifeng.
"My lord An Yi, if you want to rely on these ordinary soldiers to drain my energy, I don't think so. No matter how many of them come, I won't be able to kill me!"
Yi Feng said calmly, if the poison master hadn't been too scruples, Yi Feng would have used poison a long time ago, and it would be the turn of these people to besiege him. Yifeng has no confidence in his poison skills, but he has full confidence in the poisons he refined. There are only a few soldiers. Yifeng has tens of thousands of poisons that make them die without a place to bury them.
It's just that there is still a golden building behind Yifeng. Even if he is as brave as Yifeng, he would not dare to use poison to fight against these soldiers. If he really killed thousands of soldiers with poison, then he could really become public enemy. Jin Lou was probably the first to be hit. Although Jin Lou had some abilities, he couldn't stop the mainland's siege.
"Hmph!" An Yi snorted, unexpectedly, his careful planning, after being beheaded by the opponent to kill more than 2,000 people, would not have any effect on the opponent. Even a clay bodhisattva can get angry!