Chapter 208: Kill to the end

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Feng's figure brought out a wave of empty wind, and his figure suddenly disappeared and soon appeared next to another person. The sword in his hand turned slightly and stabbed his shoulder diagonally.

"ah……"

A blood column shot out, half a meter high. But Yi Feng did not let him go. The soul-catching technique was activated instantly, and the soul power gathered into a needle, stabbing hard into the other party's mind.

"Ao..."

If the other party just screamed, then it would be a hysterical howling now, and it was obviously suffering greatly. In contrast, the mental torture was caused by the physical pain.

The soul-gathering technique of soul-catching technique is a very popular skill, and Yi Feng can barely use it now. Since this group of people don’t know how to live or die, it just happens to use you to practice soul-capturing technique. I think people will have better results than monsters and spirits.

This miserable cry that touched the hearts caused dozens of warriors to storm one by one, and each made the screaming shudder. The look of looking at Yi Feng became even more terrified.

"Don't be afraid. There are so many of us, he will definitely not be the opponent. If you kill him, the master will definitely be rewarded!" Although the leading man was a little trembling in his heart, he still raised his courage and said.

Sure enough, with the temptation of the gold coins, the eyes of each looking at Yi Feng became hot. The fighting spirit on his body was also ready to move!

"Hmph! If you want to have a bounty, you must have a life-long flower!" Yi Feng sneered in his heart when he saw their hot eyes.

"This time, I let myself kill them. I want to know. What kind of posture would the other party and wait to see this bloody look like? Frightened? Regret? Or revenge?"

"Two fists cannot beat four hands. Let's go together and kill this kid!" With a roar, warriors waved heavy swords and slashed at Yi Feng hard.

"No matter how many sheep there are, they will still be sheep, and they will never pose a threat to tigers!" With a faint figure, Yi Feng's figure flashed quickly. The slender tiger sword in his hand kept waving. Every time he waved it, he could always bring out a blood column.

Soon, a pool of blood flowed on the ground, which was quite shocking.

Under the control of the Phantom's Body Technique, Yi Feng felt like he was entering a state of no one. He moved left and right, and screams kept ringing in Yi Feng's graceful steps.

These miserable screams did not stop Yi Feng's pace at all, and the soul-catching technique continued to attack the opponent. The sharp sword in his hand was constantly harvesting their lives like a poisonous snake.

"Ah...ah..."

The blood that kept shooting and screaming, smelled the bloody positions emitted in the air, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble. Looking at the unchanging phantom, their eyes were filled with horror.

"Devil! He is the Devil!"

Finally, a cowardly person could not bear this mental pressure. He stared at his eyes and shouted in horror, throwing his sword away and running to the side.

"Want to leave?"

Yi Feng, who noticed this scene, suddenly used his soul-catching technique, and a soul power penetrated his mind. How could he stop the soul-catching technique he used more and more skilledly? He let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground in an instant.

This scene made everyone's backs sweat appear, and the eyes of Yi Feng were even more frightened. Looking at the changing shadow, their steps kept retreating.

Seeing this, Yi Feng didn't have any sympathy in his heart: "Since you want to kill someone, you must have the awareness of being killed!"

After the soul-calculating technique killed a low-level warrior again, Yi Feng's heavy sword swinged and stabbed towards the crowd that was constantly hindering his legs.

The mercenaries flying backwards and bright red blood stains made the entire ground look like hell. There was no difficulty in smelling blood in the air.

All of this shocked people's eyes! The leading man's human sea tactic seemed to have no effect at all, and Yi Feng seemed to have endless fighting spirit and energy. With one stroke and one turn, someone always fell down. People lie in the blood, dyed blood red and messy!

Soon, under Yi Feng's crazy attack, only a dozen people remained in these mobs, and these were also the most powerful of dozens of people.

At this time, Yi Feng stopped the thin sword he waved, and looked at the people surrounding him and avoiding his attack, with disdain on the corners of his mouth!

What's the use of your defense with your ghostly and strength that is too much higher than you? Even if you are siege by hundreds of spirits and have never taken down meteorites, you will be able to annihilate them as quickly as possible, let alone the situation where you use the Evil Sword with all your strength?!

Yi Feng looked at the person who was crying and rolling around his feet. He stepped on the other party with no pity. With the sound of bone cracks, Yi Feng also sent him away!

When everyone saw this scene, they took a deep breath. The heart, which was originally full of coldness, was now covered with frost of fear.

Devil! This is the devil!

Everyone also came up with a word like this.

Breathing the bloody air. One by one, looking at Yi Feng with timid eyes, and their whole body was trembling: they did not expect that the other party's strength was so strong. Especially the speed made them unable to defend themselves. At his speed, they were like sheep to be slaughtered, and they could not pose any threat to them.

"Oh my God! Why did the master get into such a terrifying person? Even if the master takes action himself, he may not be his opponent!"

A dozen people looked at Yi Feng vigilantly, and the fear in their hearts greatly enhanced the demon's evaluation of strength.

"Do you solve it yourself or die in pain in my hands?"

Yi Feng looked at them lightly and said, "He was going to kill all these people." He gave some warning to those who were in trouble behind him. He was not easy to bully!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone! Kill him!" the leading man said pretending to be calm, just trembling legs, telling him the horror in his heart.

"Since you want me to take action, that me will make you worse than death!" After saying that, Yi Feng's soul power condensed into a needle and stabbed at one of the people who had no intention of fighting.

"ah……"

Accompanied by a scream, Yi Feng's figure flashed again, reaping life with one sword and one sword.

This group of sheep without fighting intentions that had been killed by Yi Feng was not a group of Yi Feng. Although the other party wanted to increase his fighting intentions, when he saw the blood flowing into a stream on the ground, the fear in his heart instantly filled his whole body.

Soon, several lives died under Yi Feng's Xiewu Sword. If the evil sword is not used, then it will be gone. Once the sword is used, it will be blood. This is the old man's teaching. Yi Feng dared not forget that the pride of the evil emperor cannot be destroyed in his own hands.

"ah……"

Under Yi Feng's soul-catching technique, a master of the division could not block the sword under Yi Feng. He stabbed hard on his thigh with one sword. After a thread of blood burst out, Yi Feng's soul power also stabbed hard in his mind!

Screams finally attracted the crowd of onlookers. When Yi Feng's sword stabbed another person hard in the chest. While watching the onlookers' horror and shocking this hellish scene, a rage sounded in Yi Feng's ears!

"stop!"

The person who came could not believe that the other party was a senior doctor. He had such strength and was so cruel that he could not match even if he was not as good as the one.

"Is he really a senior physician? Can a senior physician still have such perverted strength?!"

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