Before passing through to swallow

"Be careful!" An Feng rushed out. The stones had moved first, but how could they be faster than the whistling flying knife.

With the spear in hand, An Feng came first and helped Gao Yuan several people to block the flying knives. However, the flying knives roared, and they could come back around the corner.

Anfeng perfect level, the defense is airtight.

He only had time to help the three block here, and the three flying knives all attacked the stone that rushed forward. Bear the brunt. He was a general class and Situ Feng took special care of him. It was too late for An Feng to think about it.

After the continuous roar, the plum dart returned.

Gao Yuan and the others were all pale, and the two next to them were both injured. If it weren't for An Feng, they had just died without any reaction. It was even more grief to think that the teacher was attacked like this when the killing monster was exhausted.

The stone blocked it, and it was very miserable. There were many wounds all over his body, bloody, he roared, and his blood was even more violent.

"A group of scumbags, silly big guys, boring, I won't play with you anymore." Situ Feng sneered, his breath calmed a little, and the plum darts roared more sharply.

"Stone, you take the teacher away."

"Brother..."

"Don't fight, you have to die." Situ Feng shook his head, "Brother Feng, I really don't want to kill you, hey, how good would you be to follow me."

"Since you want to die first, it will make you perfect, that big scalp is thick and thick, and you have to kill a few more, but you are different, I have six flying knives, how many can you block?"

After talking and laughing, Situ Feng's favorite posture.

Flying knives Ling Jue all killed An Feng, Situ Feng watched with playfulness.

An Feng stood still, countless shots collided in the void, blurring people to see clearly.

Suddenly, all the flying knives were shot, and An Feng stepped forward.

Howl!

The tiger's roar shook the mountains and forests, and the momentum was flying, as if it really turned into the shadow of a sword and a spear, everything is flying, destroying the ancients, flying sand and rocks.

Power is like a knife, blood is like a knife, meaning is like a knife, and the tiger's whistle is made naturally.

Situ Feng was a bit dignified at first, and An Feng seemed to be much stronger than before, and his strength made him want to backlash with flying knives, so he was even more murderous and hated the so-called genius the most.

Flying knife will continue to attack and kill, see how long you can hold on?

He stood far away, and the other party was always on the line of life and death, which was his greatest pride.

At this moment, his expression changed drastically, horrified, and the flying knives were scrambled away and could not be retrieved anymore. His heart was traumatized and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Following the seven orifices, he began to ooze blood and screamed.

"Protect the young master." Among the several subordinates, the three generals reacted a little, and they were all uncomfortable at this time, especially the two junior generals also oozing blood.

When the wind was messy, the gun shadow cold light had arrived.

In an instant staggered, the horrified gazes of the two junior warriors froze, and the two senior warrior companions beside them were the same, and their lives had disappeared.

An Feng didn't even look at it, and hurriedly chased him away. After all, there was a distance. The intermediate general with Situ Feng had already escaped for some distance.

Several high-level fighters from the back also ran away.

"Ahhh... I'm going to die, my head is about to split... I don't believe it, that ant, a vulgar warrior, I'm going to kill him." When he thinks he has the overall picture, he likes to enjoy the drama, his looks are cool, at this moment Crazy, only hysterical.

laugh!The gun shadow flew, and the subordinates behind him were interspersed in fear, and An Feng rushed past, holding the gun and continuing to chase it out.

These people followed Situ Feng, just now, arrogantly smiling and familiar with the road, they were innocent.

Situ Feng didn't dare to shout arbitrarily, "Run, he's crazy, he's crazy, go to the army, he killed someone, and he wants to kill..."

"Ahhhh...An Feng, our grievances are so great, you all have to die, and everything related to you will die."

Situ Feng resented, worried, and even more unwilling.

He is about to succeed, how smoothly he is, he is very proud, not only has the strength, but also the wisdom, how many times he has strategized, the clouds are calm and gentle, and he simply looks down on those crude martial artists.

There was a problem at the last moment, and I had known it all as soon as possible.

The people around him died one by one and couldn't escape. He was about to collapse.

Only the intermediate warlord took him to escape.

As a spiritual teacher, he can fly. Now that his mind is hurt, his murderous intentions are too tight and he has no chance at all.

"Quickly, find Qinghan and the others, and go to the military defense line..."

call out!The voice was declining, at the corner of Duanyuan, the spear shot was overwhelming, and the figure reversed, and An Feng stopped by the extreme.

The expressions of the two Situ Feng changed drastically. The mid-level fighter couldn't hide from each other, and made a fierce move. Once they met each other, they flew out.

An Feng's amplitude broke out, comparable to the power of a high-ranking general, the perfect level of martial arts, and it was much higher than him, not a series.

Just turned out, the spear passed through his horizontal knife block like a wandering dragon, leaving many blood marks on his body, killing his life.

Situ Feng had no intention of intercepting at all. He took the opportunity to withdraw very far, and stepped on the shield, shaking and flying.

An Feng took advantage of the situation to kick out the broadsword that the mid-level fighter had fallen. Situ Feng turned pale with fright. He was traumatized, and even more terrified, he fell off himself, got up and ran away.

"An Feng, there is a god of war in my family, dare to kill me, you can't escape the death penalty."

"Do you know what the God of War can do? It's not like you can just watch some fuzzy clips online. You don't know anything... You stop now, Ben Shao still... Ah... I'm going to kill you."

An Feng's eyes were cold and sharp, without any fluctuations.

Along the way, I have seen too many warriors who dare to fight, no regrets, and only share a little pressure for the teacher. He is really infected, thinking... at this moment, his heart is as cold as a knife.

Thinking back to the bones of those who died in battle, as well as the teacher, selfless and uncontested, but... whoever you are, will kill you!

Situ Feng was crazy, and the mental mentoring methods he forced out of him were of little use.

In a head-to-head fight, he is comparable to an intermediate general, not to mention being injured, no fighting spirit, and even worse.

Suddenly seeing the faint figure in front of him and the roar of the chariot, Situ Feng laughed wildly, "I am Situ Feng, save me, Qing Han... this man is crazy, he killed the teacher, killed a lot of people, and wanted to kill me. Quit your mouth."

"An Feng, hum, who doesn't know that I just came here, I have no hatred with anyone, and the popularity is still the best." Situ Feng sneered, and shouted, "Kill him quickly and use the Vulcan Cannon."

The iron armor torrent on the opposite side, as well as the warrior array, began to notice the fluctuations, and were very alert, followed by even more discoloration.

"Stop, stop..." someone shouted.

"An Feng..." Jiang Qinghan also followed, standing with a group of warriors, and rushing out for the first time.

An Feng ignored anyone, whether it was the warrior on the opposite side, or the muzzle of the artillery, who turned into an afterimage. He was about to chase Situ Feng, and he arrived.

"You...no, forgive...I..." Situ Feng was frightened and desperate.

After the afterimage, the corpse was separated. Situ Feng was still staring at his death. He was unwilling to believe that he died. He was the proud son of heaven. He leapfrogged the enemy. He had a god of war in his family. He had a boundless future... Don't kill... No, I knew it, he killed this person the first time I saw him.

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