Chapter 676: I have more pills

Wherever Yi Feng passed, he swept across the board, and almost no one could resist his pressure. The center of the pressure was, except for those divisional ranks that could barely escape, no one under the divisional rank was killed. However, even if the divisional rank could escape Yi Feng's pressure, he could not escape the fate of death. Under the pressure, Yi Feng's sword had almost no pause, and easily cut the soldier's throat.

Although the third prince did not have the momentum like Yi Feng, he also had great power when he opened and closed. These soldiers who had no fighting spirit were his opponents, and their lives were harvested in his hands.

Although it is not as good as Yi Feng's large-scale harvest, it also makes these soldiers frightened, and they all have no fights. Even with An Yi blocking them from behind, some people still can't help but retreat.

In the eyes of these soldiers, these two people are the god of death. As long as they are next to them, what is waiting for them is death. The corpses covered on the ground and blood that are almost like a river tell them this fact!

Yi Feng did not have a trace of mercy. For those who wanted to kill him, he had to be prepared to be killed. Yi Feng's soul-catching skills, combat consciousness and the waving of his sword, people were killed by him. In a short time, Yi Feng and the third prince joined forces, and thousands of people died at their hands.

In such a short time, even a high-level king could not do it, but the two people in front of them could easily do it.

An Yi looked at the massacre of Yi Feng 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 bring him any ripples.

"I don't believe you can hold on for so long!"

An Yi murmured, Yi Feng's combat awareness was very terrifying, but An Yi didn't believe that Yi Feng could always ensure this state. In fact, in addition to the support of fighting spirit, this was more spiritual support. Yi Feng was always in this state, which would only consume his soul power and spirit. In the end, he could only escape one way.

An Yi looked at Yi Feng as he was like a stunning journey, but he felt happy. The longer Yi Feng used his combat awareness, the happier he became.

As An Yi guessed, although the combat consciousness is powerful, it also puts great pressure on his spirit. Yi Feng has always maintained the full state of combat consciousness, and his whole body is always tense. Although with the support of Ling Shenjue, Yi Feng can hold on for a long time, the countless soldiers' besieging him, even if he finally has a moment when his soul power cannot support him.

But for a high-level doctor, is it too big a problem to refine some pills to restore soul power?

Yi Feng snorted, took out several pills, and threw two pills in without thinking. Then the rest was sent to the hands of the third prince who had already come to him. Although the third prince didn't know why Yi Feng's pills were like beans, he swallowed them without thinking. Such an attack had already consumed a lot.

After the third prince swallowed the pill, he felt stunned and the huge soul power he had consumed began to slowly replenish.

Yi Feng looked at Yi Feng in surprise. The pill with such a soul-recovering effect cannot be refined without a sixth-level high-level doctor.

An Yi had originally seen that Yi Feng's pressure had begun to slowly weaken, but in a moment, the pressure actually surged again. His happy heart was immediately suppressed, and his face became gloomy and unstable.

An Yi naturally understood that at this time Yi Feng's soul power was restored.

Yi Feng and the third prince stood there quietly. Yi Feng and the third prince did not take the initiative to attack the soldiers, so the soldiers naturally became even more unlikely to attack Yi Feng and the others. While they gave a breath, they also pointed at Yi Feng and the others with weapons, but their steps kept trembling and retreating!

Yi Feng was disdainful of looking at these soldiers, and his combat consciousness slowly retracted his body. His eyes turned to An Yi, who was gloomy and unstable, and his tone was full of contempt: "How?"

An Yi took a deep breath, then laughed and said, "Emperor Yi Feng is a good method and deserves to be a person who can be called the Emperor. I just don't know if Yi Feng really has so many elixirs?"

An Yi paused, pointed his finger to the distance and continued, "I have two teams of people not far away. Does Emperor Yi Feng think your pill can last for so long?"

Yi Feng snorted disdainfully, took out the jade bottles from the spirit-seeking ring, and in the end, he even threw the pills into his arms and handed them to the third prince.

The third prince took the high-level elixirs and jade bottles from Yi Feng in a daze. He felt that what he saw was real? Yi Feng was engaged in wholesale elixirs? Even if the stock of his entire mansion was not as high as Yi Feng.

"At least, I think that you can't consume enough pills for the small amount of pills. If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

With his faint words and the pills that Yi Feng threw into his arms casually, An Yi was completely confused. He could not think about how Yi Feng had so many pills. This was simply a warehouse of pills!

An Yi's face was so gloomy. After Yi Feng took out these pills, he knew that it was unlikely that he would rely on the army to consume Yi Feng's fighting spirit and physical strength. With so many pills, no matter how much they consume, they could be replenished.

An Yi now understands why Yi Feng doesn’t care about the consumption of soul power or the consumption of fighting spirit. With these support, is he still afraid of using it?

"Okay! OK! Emperor Yi Feng is really strong!" An Yi clapped his palm and said.

Yi Feng glanced at An Yi lightly and said, "Before I wanted to kill me, have you not found out clearly? I don't have many other things, but I just have more pills! It's okay to eat them as beans!"

When An Yi heard Yi Feng's words, his face twitched violently. He was indeed very courageous to eat high-level elixirs as beans.

Similarly, although the third prince knew that Yi Feng's pills were good for him, Yi Feng's words were eaten as beans, so he wanted to besiege Yi Feng. Grandma, this is a high-level pill, what do you think it is?

The third prince took a deep breath and threw the pill and jade bottle that Yi Feng gave him into his arms. He would not be polite to Yi Feng.

"Prince An Yi, if you want to rely on these ordinary soldiers to consume my physical strength, I don't think it's necessary. No matter how many of them come, I won't be enough for me to kill!"

Yi Feng said lightly, if the poison master hadn't been too concerned about it, Yi Feng would have used poison long ago, so it would have been these people's turn to besiege him. Yi Feng had no confidence in his poison skills, but he was full of confidence in the poison he refined. It was just some soldiers, and Yi Feng had tens of thousands of poisons that would make them die without a place to bury him.

However, there was Jinlou standing behind Yi Feng. Even if he was as brave as Yi Feng, he would not dare to use poison skills to fight these soldiers at will. If he really killed thousands of soldiers with poison, he would really become a public enemy. Jinlou was probably the first target to be attacked. Although Jinlou had some ability, he could not stop the siege of the mainland.

"Hmph!" An Yi snorted. Unexpectedly, he carefully planned that after being killed by the other party, he could not have any effect on the other party. Even the clay Buddha would be in a fire!

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