The sky gradually turned dark red, and the person hiding could no longer hold back.
The more scenes like this, the more it proves that with Qingfeng Village as the center, more and more people are gathering in all directions. Even if the Holy Sect and Wuya Sect don't attack heavily, other forces will not let them go easily.
It should have been guessed a long time ago that the Holy Sect would not let Feng Mian and others off easily. The news of his arrival had already spread. The surroundings of the small Qingfeng Village had never been so lively. If you look closely, you can find the low roar of Qi Jin.
, the sound of weapons.
Turning around, Feng Mian strode towards the center of Qingfeng Village. He waved his sleeves and stepped lightly on the ground. The tyrannical cyclone swayed away and flew into the air lightly. The peak strength of the Taiyi Realm in his body exploded.
"Xing Weiyong, Tietou, and all the brothers."
"Master Feng, all the heads, and all the managers. Qingfeng Village cannot be saved now. Wuyamen's attitude is very clear. You are nothing but insignificant existences, so we can only give up temporarily. Do you understand?"
The brothers also gathered together and stood by Feng Mian without hesitation. No matter what decision he made, they would support him unconditionally. This is a true brother, and you can leave your back to him.
"I have a suggestion now. Instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative. At present, there are strong practitioners on all sides. If you make a slight move, you may launch a massive attack, making it impossible to defend against."
Qin Yu and Huang Haoyu took a step forward, one on the left and the other on the right, and looked into the hall of Qingfeng Village.
"Master Feng, please make a decision. We cannot stay here for long. Once we are completely surrounded by outside forces, it will be even harder to find a way out. You must understand that you cannot be too pedantic."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Liu Niang was seen walking out quickly with a blade in hand.
The sword flashed and pointed directly at Feng Mian, or pointed directly at the sky: "Okay, since all these years of original intention have been wrongly paid, then I don't care. Just take a gamble, and we will listen to you in everything!"
"Brothers, listen to the order. From now on, everything will follow Feng Zun's arrangements. There can be no objections. If anyone dares to disobey, it will be a betrayal of Qingfeng Village. If we cannot unite, we will be disintegrated soon."
A group of brothers and masters all rushed out, holding their own weapons. They looked at the leader of the village without any doubt in their eyes. Because they had seen the previous scenes, whether it was the Holy Sect or the Wuya Sect, they were all too indifferent.
Over the years, I have been wholeheartedly looking for important people and so-called rare treasures for them. But what did I get in the end? Everyone is not a fool, and if there is no purpose, who is willing to sacrifice his life.
"Okay, we listen to the command of the village master and are willing to hand over our lives to Feng Zun. It's just a gamble to get out of this predicament first. As the saying goes, there will be a way out if we can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood.
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"Yes, let's all rush out together. We will no longer be controlled by others, and we will no longer passively accept it. We must have our own lives. We must also live a wonderful life at the border of this holy land!"
For a moment, everyone's hearts seemed to be ignited. They raised their weapons and kept roaring. It was like they woke up in an instant. It was difficult to suppress the excitement in their hearts, and they could not calm down for a long time.
Feng Mian lowered his figure and pressed his hands down, and everyone immediately fell silent.
"Okay, everyone, listen now. There are many powerful people surrounding this place. There is only one way to survive, and that is to rush out and fight a bloody path. I think everyone will not be afraid."
Feng Mian glanced at him and made a decision immediately: "Haoyu, Senior Qin Yu, ask the village leader to lead a team of people and rush out first. Xing Weiyong, take your people and a team of people to rush out."
Feng Mian turned around and glanced at Dashan: "Dashan and I took the last group of people and rushed out from the remaining direction. Don't be afraid. If you encounter obstacles, just give it a try. The premise is to save your life."
Nodding, this is simple, but it is the most effective. There is no time to think about anything else, the most direct way is to kill. I have seen a lot of blood, and I don't care if there is more. Only in this way can I have hope of survival.
"Okay, I'll do as you say. It's a total of three hundred miles from here to the southeast. We will meet at Yuefeng Pavilion later. From now on, this is your Feng Zun's team, you can do whatever you want!
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Without further words, Feng Mian knew that there was not much time. Once it gets bright, people from all directions would be aware of it. When the opportunity is seized, it would become even more troublesome.
The troops were divided into three groups and rushed outward at the same time. Each of them was not an ordinary person. They were all people who had experienced severe actual combat, so they were very experienced. Once they took action, they would immediately adapt to changes.
Feng Mian's body flashed, and he used the Mist and Shadow Technique to disappear. A stream of light passed by and swept forward.
Dashan was so powerful that he led everyone to rush out quickly. A burst of flames ignited in the Qingfeng Village behind him, quickly destroying everything. When the enemy found out, it had already been burned to the ground.
At this time, at every key point in all directions, the ambushers raised their heads and stared in the direction of Qingfeng Village with a solemn face: "No, it seems they have noticed, destroyed everything, and escaped."
"Haha... run away? Can you escape? How many are there? How many are there? How many are there? There has been a dragnet here for a long time, just waiting for them to fall into the trap. I don't believe how capable a Qingfeng Village can be."
"That's right, before several major forces join forces to take action, let's get a share of the pie first. No matter what we can get, we can't let it go easily. Otherwise, we will suffer big losses. This time is not ordinary!"
As he was talking, someone suddenly felt something moving behind him. When he turned his head, a blade passed by and blood splashed, staining a large area red. Everyone was panicked for a moment.
"No, they seemed to have noticed it a long time ago, so they hid in secret. We don't know where they are now. They will appear at any time. We have to defend ourselves, otherwise we will be easily counterattacked. Be careful!"
At the same time, he stood up and made a defensive posture with the sword in his hand. However, figures passed through the darkness, and the light and shadow were flowing. They were killed without enough time to catch them. The smell of blood filled the air and was difficult to resolve. New
"Brothers, we were looked down upon by others before, so we have been living in retreat. We always thought that we had Wu Yamen as a backer, but now it's better. Everything is in vain. Don't worry so much, kill!"
The people of Qingfeng Village had a lot of resentment in their hearts, so they no longer showed mercy. The weapons in their hands were continuously slashed, and each of the people in ambush had a ray of light appear on their necks, and they were completely killed by the splash of blood.
The blades shone with cold light and dripped blood continuously. They had been wallowing in this scene for many years, so they were not afraid at all. Soon they were fighting with the opponent, and they were extremely fast and suppressed the opponent.
One brother pushed the other man to the ground, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, and put the blade on his neck: "You have bullied us for too long before, you have become a habit, right? Now it's our turn!"
"Brother, have mercy on me. I'm here too. I don't have any deep grudges, so there's no need to do this. I'm going to admit defeat. Why don't I just beg for mercy? Don't kill me. There's no need to kill them all!"
He smiled faintly, and a hint of sinisterness flashed across his face: "Haha... now you know how to beg for mercy? If we hadn't prepared in advance and rushed out first, would you have let us go? Obviously not!"
After a while, the area turned bright red, and the smell of blood rose. The smell of blood was extremely strong. But as a gust of wind blew by, the smell gradually dissipated in the air.
At the same time, the teams led by Huang Haoyu and Qin Yu were in a similar situation, fighting all the way. The other party did not pay attention to the people around Feng Mian. This was their biggest failure. When they came into contact, they knew they were wrong.
"Brothers, don't hold back. The enemy will not talk to you about feelings, kill! Only by fighting out can you have a way to survive! This is not a competition, but life-saving. If you want to survive, you must be more ruthless!"
Qin Yu and Huang Haoyu jumped up into the air. The weapons in their hands swayed with aura. A powerful wave of air surged out, sweeping across thousands of troops and neutralizing all the ambushing troops in front of them.
"No, the opponent is a master and a strong one. Don't continue to fight head-on. Leave quickly. Report the matter here to the sect and let the sect make a decision. Quick, don't be reluctant to fight, leave quickly!"
When someone in the middle shouted these words, the sword light had already passed over his body, blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground dead.
The area turned scarlet again, and the blood gathered like a stream, making it difficult to ignore.
Feng Liuniang led a team of troops and was surrounded by opponents coming from the front.
"Haha... Feng Liu Niang, you also have the day to take the initiative to escape? It's really strange! Why, Qingfeng Village can't be saved? Aren't you always fighting with me? It's only a hundred miles or dozens of miles away. Is it necessary?"
Feng Liu Niang's face was gloomy, and she stared at the person in front of her: "Huang Xi, you are a man-in-law. Why don't you find a man to marry, why are you always against me? Do you think you will end up well?"
Huang Xi is Feng Liu Niang's mortal enemy. He also has a copycat village, but it is not as powerful as the latter, so he has always been unconvinced and wants to annex Qingfeng Village and then give everything to the Holy Sect.
"I have a piece of news for you, don't be too sad. All the saints and saints you admired are dead. They were wiped out in ashes. In fact, their strength is not at all comparable to that of ordinary cultivators. It's really sad."
Snapped!
A whip shadow passed by, Huang Xi's pretty face was gloomy, she gritted her teeth and refused to believe it: "Feng Liu Niang, you are talking nonsense! The Holy Sect is invincible here, no one can match it. You are so monstrous and you are deceiving the public with your words!"
Step by step forward, Feng Liu Niang never paid attention to Huang Xi. The latter was just a little kid who worshiped the strong all day long. In fact, he couldn't even tell right from wrong. He was simply too childish.
"Am I misleading people with my lies? Or am I just being alarmist? Wouldn't you know it if you asked them? As soon as Feng Zun appeared, the so-called Holy Son was immediately defeated. You have been deceived all the time, what is there to be proud of?"
What Shengmen is good at is drawing big cakes. Feng Liu Niang was not clear about it before, but now he can see the essence clearly. So he chose Feng Mian. At least there are many possibilities, and he will not see them all at a glance.
"I don't want to continue talking nonsense with you, and I don't want to tangle with you. Get out of my way!"
Feng Liuniang lost her patience and wanted to rush over with her troops. But Huang Xi was still angry and waved the spiritual whip in his hand, forming an arc-shaped wave and heading towards the former: "Want to leave? It's not that easy!"