The eighth-level golden-winged roc bird has a domineering appearance that is even more domineering than the past. Its two giant wings shake off the golden fire, like a wind that has swept over the city gate in a blink of an eye.

"Haha, the overlord is here, brothers don't have to die now."

"Brothers, I have resisted it and prepared to charge back and kill these bastards." Hao Hailan was full of energy and cheered up his morale.

Immediately afterwards, two equally red and hot fire clouds floated over the sea, but Luo Yunmeng and Lan Yumian rode the fire phoenix and the flame vermilion bird to kill each other.

Three giant birds were floating above the city gate. The golden-winged roc flapped its wings rhythmically. A pair of eyes that were sharper than the hawk falcon burst into flames. The sharp bird beak, which was constantly sucking and spitting out a golden aura like flames. Its terrifying innate ancient ferocious beast aura spread silently. When the Japanese players below came into contact with the cruel and bloodthirsty light of the golden-winged roc, they suddenly felt a wave of pressure swept towards them like a substance. Many people who summoned mounts could hardly control the trembling of the mounts under their crotch.

They looked in horror at the man standing proudly on the bird's back, dancing with black hair flying, holding a huge sword as dark as ink, and his face was covered by the demonic aura emitted by Shura Huan. He was like a demon god coming, and the abyss stopped and stood still as a mountain, and there was no place in his body containing the extreme domineering momentum.

Overlord Tuoba Xie.

Many senior Japanese players who had experienced the Mythic Kingdom Wars couldn't help but change their faces at this time, and their originally angry and determined faces turned pale in an instant.

Compared to the fact that the Tianfeng Alliance army had led the Tianfeng Alliance to march eastward and the Japanese coalition was defeated like water, Ye Feng in front of them made them feel even more terrifying and fearful.

The night rain flows in the wind and is elegant and elegant, with a restrained temperament, and his domineeringness is in his heart.

Ye Feng in front of him seemed to be from the inside out, from the outside to the inside, every inch of his skin and every hair on his body were like the Kaitian domineering and awe-inspiring spirit in his hands.

His eyes were as cold as a knife and as sharp as a sword. He looked down quietly, and no one dared to look at him.

What kind of eyes were like, as cold as if looking at a group of dead bodies and ants, people irresistible despair of dying from the bottom of their hearts.

Before seeing Ye Feng with his own eyes, most Japanese players disagree with the crushing defeat of the strongest guild of Japan's Emperor Palace and the Imperial Sword in the battlefield.

They were arrogant and arrogant and above their abilities, and were even more disdainful of the overlord Tuoba Xie, who dominated the miracle battle.

After that battle, the Emperor Palace and the Imperial Sword were regarded as the national humiliation of the Japanese region. Countless Japanese players were looking forward to the confrontation between the national war and the gods and the overlord Tuoba Xie, defeating them and avenging the national humiliation.

Now he is here, and he is heading to the Sunset Port like a king. The aura of the domineering master who looks down on the world and is unrivaled instantly crushes their passionate blood that has accumulated for a long time into a pile of ashes that can be scattered by the wind.

Who can fight?

Dongliu Aotian looked up at Ye Feng above the city gate, and tried hard to abandon the idea of ​​fear and timid battle. He said to Dongliu Ying beside him: "Summon the flying mounts, kill them, and kill Tuoba Xie, the gods will be defeated."

"Can't go." Dong Liuying shook her head with a sad expression, "Even if we have six flying mounts, we can't be our opponents. Look at the flying mount ranking list, Tuoba Xie's golden-winged roc is...the eighth-level, and it's a holy beast. Go back to the ruling hall and stay waiting for help, otherwise we really have no chance."

"I'm not willing to give up, so what about the mount of the eighth-level holy beast? We have seventeen hidden professional masters. There are more than ten thousand hunter mages on the field. As long as you can faint him once, you can keep him here..." Dongliu Aotian said gritting his teeth.

"Damn him." Dongliuying smiled bitterly, "Do you see there is an archer who dares to shoot arrows at him? No, not one, they are all afraid. They are scared by a mere Chinese master. Our Temple of War God also follows the footsteps of the Emperor's Palace and the Sword of the Empire. We are a shame to Japan."

Two lines of humiliating tears came out of their eyes, and Dong Liuying burst into tears and let out a sharp roar: "Return to the ruling hall and fight the gods to the death."

"retreat."

Dongliu Aotian came from the sadness. He looked at Ye Feng who had already roared down to massacre the elite team of the Temple of War. The cold sword light that broke through the air seemed to hurt his eyes from the air. The extremely humiliating frustration made him cry at this moment.

...

boom.

A divine power slash flew down, and blood mist burst out on the thirty-yard path. More than 40 elites in the temple of martial arts were killed in seconds regardless of their profession.

The golden-winged Roc bird is on the feet, the earthly magic weapon is in hand, and the top-quality equipment is at its peak. Moreover, the invisible domineering domain weakens their attributes. No matter who it is, it cannot block Ye Feng's attack and not die.

The Luo Yun Mengmoon Dragon Punishment Spear behind him swung, and a silver spear light easily tore through their armor, and a row of heavy armored blood splattered everywhere.

"kill."

Ye Feng roared, swept across the thousands of troops and slashed wildly, and the sword energy that broke through the air cut off more than a dozen Japanese players in half.

The damage values ​​of more than 100,000 are terrifying. Faced with Ye Feng's dominance alone, it is difficult for all Japanese players to have the idea of ​​fighting.

The so-called unyielding fighting spirit in the face of absolute power is indeed nothing.

Ye Feng wanted these Japanese players in Sunset Port who were stubbornly resisting know what the power they needed to awe.

He wanted to completely disintegrate the fighting spirit of Japanese players in one battle. Without fighting spirit, they were just a group of lambs that could not even be able to resist at least effectively.

kill.

One battle to destroy his courage.

The Death Destroy Slaughter, Shadow Dragon Dance, Kaitian Slash... It is a killing skill. The Japanese players affected by Kaitian Sword Qi will be instantly hit. In just a few breaths, the golden-winged Roc bird flew over and over the raging ground, and more than a thousand Japanese players died on the spot.

The cruel scene with great visual impact further shattered the Japanese players' determination to fight to the death.

They looked at the Shura slaughterhouse full of corpses, and no one dared to come forward to test the sword with them.

As a result, this blood-filled death area was empty on the battlefield where people were surging.

The light intertwined by the Kaitian Sword and the Fantasy Moon Dragon Punishment Spear swept through the wheat waves like a hurricane. The sword energy spear burst out, and the sword spear fell, and the blockers were invincible. Japanese players were killed in rows.

At this time, the elite masters of the Temple of War finally came back to the scene. Today's battle was a shame for the Temple of War, which is the Third Guild of Japan.

Faced with the combined attack of the overlord Tuoba Xie and Luo Shen Yunmengli, they were determined to fight, but they were unable to turn the world back.

However, shame can only be washed away with blood. They do not want to become national humiliation like the Emperor's Palace, or the object of mockery and contempt among the Chinese people, so they can only die.

Although they knew that the so-called desperate resistance could not change the one-sided situation, at least theirs died in battle.

No one thought that he would have the ability to kill Ye Feng. If Ye Feng was just alone, no matter how strong Ye Feng was, they would have the confidence to use the human sea tactics to trap him. However, in this battlefield, there were Luo Shen, and there were nearly two thousand brave warriors from the gods.

The battle is just for the sake of death, and the Temple of War has an explanation to players across Japan.

Suddenly, hundreds of arrows flew towards Ye Feng and Luo Yunmeng.

The two of them rode a big bird and easily avoided the wave of arrow rain that was insignificant.

But this wave of arrow rain seemed to give the elites of the Temple of War. More and more hunters held up the longbows in their hands...
Chapter completed!