"President, we found the pursuers from the Korean Flame City, with about 300,000 vanguards and Yishui cavalry. We are still more than 30 miles away. The leader is like the bloody storm of the world of Dahan."

The scouts roaming around the periphery sent a call. In fact, no matter how combat effectiveness is, the momentum of 300,000 cavalry galloping horses, even if there is no scout to reconnaissance, they will be discovered dozens of miles away. By the same token, Ye Feng's 80,000 elite cavalry, unless they really wrap the hooves of the mounts with thick cotton leather, they will be broken into pieces and attack in batches. Otherwise, it will be very easy for others to find them with the rumbling sound of rushing sound.

"Three hundred thousand cavalrymen, Lieyan City has just such a small fortune." Ye Feng smiled, looking relaxed.

Luo Yunmeng, who was walking side by side with him, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It doesn't matter if he shows his domineeringness, but don't underestimate the enemy. Don't forget that we only have 80,000 red-robed troops. We will not be able to replenish our troops within about a week. I am still looking forward to you sweeping East Asia. Don't let it go without a few fights."

"Don't worry." Ye Feng said seriously, "When the white horse Chen Qingzhi was able to lead 7,000 light cavalry to sweep the world, all relying on his own white wax gun. To put it bluntly, it is the equipment advantage. Now our 80,000 Dahongpao not only has equipment advantages, but also level advantages. The most important thing is that we have already driven out the momentum."

"Chen Qingzhi was so powerful back then because of his big white wax gun." Luo Yunmeng looked stunned.

"Or what if that's the case." Ye Feng's waterfall, it turns out that Goddess Luo only knows Chen Qing's mightyness, but he doesn't know why Chen Qing's mightyness.

"But the big white lava gun is a magic horse."

"Go back and ask the duck girl."

"Okay." Goddess Luo was very clever and was confused about this question. He asked, "How long does it take to defeat the 300,000 cavalry in the South Korean area, and the world of Dahan is the main force. This is not a vulnerable mob, an elite of Yishui."

Ye Feng pretended to count and said, "If they don't retreat for an hour, they will definitely be wiped out."

“So confident.”

"It must be."

"Where are the vast infantry behind the cavalry, which is 400,000 or 500,000."

"There are no use for so many people." Ye Feng was very disdainful. Finally, he shook the Longqinus spear with one hand, and the golden light suddenly flashed, revealing his sharpness.

Luo Yunmeng glanced at him and said with a smile: "Knight's Gun, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Ye Feng was immediately embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "It's better."

One spear, two swords, three divine weapons, at the moment when most top masters still use legendary and epic weapons, this can no longer be described as extravagant. In the words of Po Jun Wu Yue, a senior equipment control, it is "crazy" to the extreme. In fact, Goddess Luo likes guns, spears and other two-handed soldiers more than swords. Ye Feng naturally knew it. When he took the pseudo-sacred weapon, Daxia Long Bird, he also thought about giving Lan Yumian the divine spear that he respected him to be given to Goddess Luo by flowers and offering to Goddess Luo, but when he remembered Lan Yumian's repeated instructions, he could only give up. Amian said that this divine spear was probably the last gift she gave to Master Ye. The commemoration was of great significance. Even if he didn't use it, he would not be sold when he threw it into the warehouse and rust. If he parted one day, at least he would have something to let him see the things and think of others and talk about the pain of lovesickness.

Whenever Ye Feng thinks of Amian's eyes, tears are filled with tears, and his delicate appearance is still lingering, he feels extremely strange. He is pitiful, pear blossoms with rain are not the style of Mian God. He doesn't think that this girl is pretending, and after thinking for a long time, she can only come out to be a Mian God acting skill again, and has reached the peerless realm of unpredictable gods and ghosts. It was not until later Ye Feng knew that Amian was not acting at that moment, tears were real, instructions were real, and separation was real. At that time, he truly understood that some people were not something you could catch as long as you want. If you were destined to be a passerby, how could you keep her? But if that person had planted his longing in your bone marrow and blood, if he could only miss him in the future, wouldn't it be too cruel?

Now, no matter what, people have said this. If they use the magic spear to please Goddess Luo, it would be a bastard. Young Master Ye firmly resisted such a lack of moral integrity, so he had to be crazy with one spear, two swords, and three magic weapons, which made the masters all over the world envy and jealous.

Luo Yunmeng changed the topic very understandingly. In fact, she had already made an idea in private. Not to mention that Ye Feng showed up, she would not even ask for it even if she gave it to her. The relationship was really something that the authorities were confused and bystanders were clear. She, an "outsider", saw it much more clearly than Ye Feng.

Thirty miles and two ends were advancing side by side. In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Feng had seen the irresistible smoke dragon spreading in the distance. The momentum of more than 300,000 cavalry rushing and assaulting was really amazing. The roar of thunder seemed to break the earthquake.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stared at the opponent's top Korean master who was rushing forward at the forefront of the team and sprinting forward with a staggering momentum.

Ye Feng didn't talk nonsense, and he pulled out the Daxia Dragon Bird with the other hand and pointed it forward with a spear.

"kill."

"kill."

Under the seat, the Ugo war tiger raised its head and roared, carrying Ye Feng as if a strong green wind was whistling straight towards the bloody storm.

The Ugo fights the tiger as fast as lightning. After a few breaths, the two were less than a hundred yards apart. Behind Ye Feng, Luo Yunmeng held the earth magic weapon, and the red cloak was like a flame that was swelling with the wind, followed by the overwhelming blood wave.

Bloody Storm had previously worshipped the style of the 80,000 red robes on the official website, but when he was in it, he could not help but feel shocked when he saw the 80,000 red robes' rushing.

It was so terrifying, with blood red, murderous aura filling the world, and the almost suffocating pressure was like a rush of waves as the charge started.

Could it be that these 80,000 Red Robe Army are the deepest hidden trump card in the realm of the gods? The momentum gathered by the 80,000 heavy cavalry can steadily suppress more than 300,000 elite cavalry? How is this possible?

Miscellaneous thoughts flashed through my mind at the same time, and a substantial murderous aura suddenly enveloped the bloody storm of a sudden loss of consciousness.

Damn it, I'll fight.

Bloody wind gritted his teeth, raised his hand and slashed horizontally at Ye Feng. A blue and red sword light flashed. With a sound, the radiant Daxia Dragon Bird accurately swung out the powerful heavy sword horizontally.

The power gap between the two made the bloody wind suddenly numb. In shock, just as he was about to draw his sword back to defend, his eyes suddenly sting, and a little extremely strong golden light suddenly exploded in his pupils. The sharp Longqinus spear easily broke through the bloody wind's epic armor and passed through his chest. A damage value of up to 170,000 floated high in the burst bloody mist.

It has no skills, no critical hit, but the damage is outrageous.

The bloody wind had a severe pain in his chest. Ye Feng stabbed three-quarters of his blood with a spear. He left the team far away without the priest's treatment and was bound to kneel down. This guy was in despair. Unexpectedly, Young Master Ye was disdainful of this master of the Republic of Korea. He pulled out the battle spear with one hand and rubbed it past, and continued to rush towards the more than 300,000 Korean cavalry.

The goddess Luo drove the white jade lion to kill him while he was in the time. The magic moon dragon-killing spear shook, a simple freehand challenge, and a shot caused the bloody storm to fly away.

The poor Korean No. 1 master died for the country just after meeting him. He didn't think about the corpse wrapped in horses and corpses. As soon as the body landed, 80,000 big red robes came on the thunder and directly stepped on him into mud.

At this point, with Ye Feng's single cavalry breaking the formation and fighting across the country, the eternal first battle of the invincible Red Robe Army of the Gods officially kicked off...
Chapter completed!