Chapter 12

"Alas!"

"Alas!"

"Alas!"

The warhorse neighed, murderous, and more than 20 Haijia warriors clenched their weapons tightly, urging the warhorses under their crotch to gallop towards Shi Feng in the center.

Before the war horse arrived, a sword-wielding warrior stabbed out with a sword, and a fiery red sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword instantly and flew towards Shi Feng.

Another warrior with a big axe in both hands jumped up from the battle horse. The person was still in the air. The battle axe in his hands was raised high and slashed down, followed by a door the size of which was formed by the condensed vitality. The purple battle axe formed in the night sky, and slashed diagonally towards Shi Feng below.

Immediately after that, Dao Dao shadows, gun shadows, halberd shadows, all kinds of fierce killing moves came towards Shi Feng.

"Hehe." Shi Feng responded to those ultimate moves with only the word "hehe", raising his right hand lightly, Shi Feng said leisurely: "What I hate most in this life is being surrounded by people, and then killing and killing, so, all go to hell!"

As soon as Shi Feng finished speaking, the earth began to shake violently, "Boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

One after another ferocious ground thorns broke out one after another, and one after another fierce killing move was blocked by the ground thorns, followed by mourning, and the warriors who came on horseback were directly pierced by the sudden ground thorns. The belly of the horse was then stabbed out from the back of the horse, and then the body of the warrior on the horse was pierced.

The martial artist who jumped into the air and slashed an axe was pierced by a sudden ground thorn from his crotch before his body fell to the ground. He didn't snort, and the whole person was directly split into two halves.

Blood sprayed and splattered, stump limbs fluttered, and mourning sounded everywhere. This was a feast of slaughter. At this moment, Shi Feng seemed to be the god who dominates life and death.

Feeling the increase in the power of the Nine Netherworld in his dantian, Shi Feng's mouth twitched, his head was slightly raised to look at the sky, and he said softly, "Come out and die, old thing, don't hide it."

As soon as Shi Feng finished speaking, a white light flashed on his body, and he advanced to the eight-star martial artist.

"Death!" With an old shout, a figure appeared from above Shi Feng's head, "Jian Hai returns to one!"

Sword shadows are densely covered in the void, a total of twenty-eight swords, twenty-eight sword shadows suddenly condensed a sword, and charged down at Shi Feng.

The peak martial artist made a fatal blow, swearing to kill Shi Feng!

"Haha!" Shi Feng responded to the fatal blow with the word "Haha" and whispered, "Yin Sha!"

The shout fell, and the body of a red fruit rose to the ground, and the terrain changed immediately. The place where Shi Feng stood was sunken, and the earth under Yin Sha's feet rose up, and punched the strong sword energy.

The Jue Sha Yin Zombie's Jue Sha Yin body is a weapon. A punch is thrown out, and the fist is full of the power of the extreme cathode Sha. The sound of a sonic boom sounded in the night sky, and the strong sword qi was blasted away by the Yin Sha punch.

"It's not good!" Butler Yue exclaimed, and with a punch of Yin Sha, not only did the sword qi dissipate, but the power of Yin Sha penetrated into his chest. He only felt a strange cold power inside his body. Scrambled around, Yuan Li was a little sluggish.

The old figure stepped back and fell into the tip of a thorn, and then Steward Yue's figure jumped on the thorns and fled towards the periphery.

"If a martial master scumbag escapes from Lao Tzu tonight, how can you let Lao Tzu get involved in Tianheng Continent in the future?" A soft voice sounded, and the fleeing Butler Yue was suddenly shocked.

He saw a thorn appearing not far ahead, and a young figure stood there, blocking his way.

Shi Feng stood with his hands behind his back, with a light smile on his face, the night wind blew, blowing his long hair and dancing lightly, indescribably unrestrained and unrestrained.

Seeing that it was Shi Feng, Butler Yue didn't stop running, his eyes glared, his old face turned hideous, and he shouted, "Death!" The long sword in his hand stabbed again, twenty-eight sword shadows. reproduce.

"Are you bothered by the old thing? It's this dialogue again, and you use this old trick to deal with Lao Tzu. Are you really using Lao Tzu to squeeze paper?" Shi Feng said impatiently, putting his hands on his chest, ten fingers Linked, afterimages appeared, the surrounding air seemed to drop sharply at this moment, Shi Feng snorted: "Nine secluded absolutely evil seal!"

Putting his palms together, a white ray of light lit up from between his palms, and Shi Feng's right palm suddenly pushed forward.

Shi Feng only felt that the Nine Netherworld forces in his body were instantly evacuated, and a forest white palm print hit out from his palm, facing the light blue sword energy condensed by the twenty-eight sword shadows.

"This...how is this possible..." Butler Yue's eyes widened again, his old face was full of disbelief and disbelief, the white palm print was enough to be worth a blow at his peak, but the other party was only a A martial artist, in his eyes, he is not even a martial artist.

At this time, he was traumatized, and the sword shadow that he cast when the Yuan force in his body was not running smoothly was unified, and he could only exert one-third of his strength. The sword qi collided with the palm print, and was immediately scattered by the palm print, although the white palm print looked at him. It was a lot darker up, but it still came to me.

"This... what's going on?" Butler Yue wanted to avoid the palm print, but found that the space seemed to be frozen, frozen, and his body movements became extremely slow, and there was no time to avoid it.

"No! No!" At this moment, Butler Yue was truly frightened. Looking ahead, he watched helplessly as the palm print slammed into his chest, leaving a shocking palm print on his chest.

"No!" Butler Yue roared in the sky, his face was full of unwillingness, he couldn't die, there was a beautiful little wife at home who had just married. He originally planned to finish the task given by the owner tonight and go back to pamper him.

"Pfft!" The bright red blood spurted out from Butler Yue's chest like a fountain. He lowered his head and stared blankly at all this. The darkness of death gradually eroded his consciousness. The tip of the thorn fell, "Bang!" It hit the ground heavily.

The peak of a generation of martial arts masters has fallen!

"Huhu...huhu..." Shi Feng's whole body has also slumped, bent over and gasped, "huhu, huhu, I didn't expect that to deal with a martial artist scumbag, I would still be asked to do so. Using the Jiuyou Jue Sha mark, this old man must have felt that his life was worth it before he died."

As soon as Shi Feng finished speaking, the white light flashed on his body again, digesting the power of death of the peak of the martial artist, and entered the peak of the nine-star martial artist, one step away from the realm of the warrior.

"It seems that I made a mistake in the estimation, it's just a little bit, these unsatisfactory things." Shi Feng cursed, looking at the messy battlefield that he had changed in front of him. The thorns retracted to the ground, the ground rolled, and the corpses sank into the ground.

In less than a moment, the entire land was restored to its original shape, and it seemed as if nothing had happened here.

Not far away, Shi Feng saw that Yin Sha was walking towards him with a white figure in his hand. It was Hai Ming who gave up in desperation when Butler Yue was dodging the siege of countless thorns.

Later, Shi Feng deliberately left Haiming alive.

Yin Sha walked in front of Shi Feng and threw Haiming on the ground like a trash. Shi Feng lowered his head, looking at Haiming with a unkempt face, shattered clothes, and a beggar-like appearance. After killing this thing, it should be almost the same as hitting the samurai realm.

"No, you can't kill me, my father is Hai Batian!" Hai Ming was stared at by Shi Feng, his whole body hairy, and he quickly said his father's name.

"I don't care whether your father is Haibatian or Haibadi. Whatever I ask you to say, you will know the consequences." Shi Feng said.

"You! Well, you said, as long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you everything you want to know." Haiming responded quickly.