This is Yang Feng’s subordinate!

This is Yang Feng’s brother!

My Death Corps, My Soldiers!

Ye Long seemed to be infected by Yang Feng at this moment and stopped talking.

But he really couldn't figure it out.

What kind of subordinate is that makes Yang Feng so confident?

And what kind of person is Yang Feng? He has made such a hero live and die for him!

Ye Long also stared at Baihu and others.

He wants to take a look.

How can a few hundred people like Baihu resist the attacks of tens of thousands of warriors?

at the same time.

Tens of thousands of warriors.

He also came from all directions, densely packed with kills.

The White Tiger challenged them with just a hundred people, making them feel a great shame!

You must know.

They are all masters of major martial arts sects. When have they ever suffered such humiliation?

"Kill them all! Let them know the power of our major martial arts sects!"

"That's right! Kill them, and then kill the crow's mouth Yang Feng!"

"What is the leader of the Southern Martial Arts? Today, we will cut him into pieces!"

...

For a moment.

There are so many curses.

They had long been unhappy with Yang Feng.

This bastard has been since he came to Yejia Village.

On the first day, hundreds of their martial arts fellows were killed.

He also scolded everyone for being trash!

If they hadn't taken into account the fragments of the Dragon Emperor's Picture, they would have killed him long ago!

now.

The fragment of the Dragon Emperor's Picture has finally been born.

And Yang Feng only has a hundred people!

today.

It's his death!

They want to use Yang Feng’s blood to wash away their shame!

They want Yang Feng to know what it means to have heaven beyond the sky and there are people beyond the sky!

"Kill!"

With a roar!

Tens of thousands of warriors flocked to them like locusts.

Baihu sneered and said, "A bunch of trash! Do you think you can defeat us if you have too many people? It's a joke!"

"Change the array!"

Roaring angrily.

moment.

Hundreds of dragon guards quickly stood and formed a strange pattern...

Just like.

A sharp handful!

Death's-

sickle!

"kill!"

The dragon guard shouted, low but vibrated the air!

They are a military myth!

They are the most important weapon of the country!

They are the kings of soldiers!

How dare you block their way with just tens of thousands of warriors?

die!!!

boom!

There was a loud bang.

The two sides finally collided.

moment.

Tens of thousands of warriors instantly submerged Baihu and others.

See here.

The ten guardians and Leng Chan finally showed a hint of pride on their faces.

It seems that I was inexplicably worried and overthinking.

This time, Yang Feng will die!

Even if he is strong.

But facing tens of thousands of furious warriors, there is only one way to die.

Wait until Yang Feng dies.

The fragment of the Dragon Emperor’s Picture is what they have!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

...

In the blink of an eye.

Screaming!

The sound of impact!

Fighting sound!

One after another!

As soon as the two sides collided, they became a white-hot state.

Although the major sects in the martial arts world have tens of thousands of people in total.

But Baihu and others just raised their hands and fell.

Keep lifting and falling!

The swords in their hands were like the sickle of the god of death, reaping life crazily.

With one knife, a big head will fly up!

Hundreds of people.

Hundred swords.

It's just a hundred heads!

The scene was extremely bloody and shocking!

Zhang Tianshan and Bai Linglong, who were following behind, were astonished as they were on their backs, and their eyes were full of shock.

I saw hundreds of dragon guards rushing around.

Tens of thousands of warriors are unstoppable!

The battle formation they set up was very strange.

seem……

Combine the power of hundreds of people into one!

Become a human power!
Chapter completed!