The whole snake has a ferocious appearance and a terrifying figure, and its body almost occupies the entire hall.
"broken!"
The god-level master of the Dragon Group shouted softly, and the long sword in his hand shone brighter, and immediately shined with sharp sword lights, suddenly blooming like fireworks.
What made Han Feng's mind sway was that the sword lights, like actual sharp swords, actually washed the eight-headed and eight-tailed snake into countless segments, and then collapsed segment by segment.
Even Han Feng really yearns for this kind of momentum and demeanor with a long sword in his hand that is not afraid of anything. This is the feeling of being strong that extreme power brings to people. Any man, whether he is a warrior or not, will be shocked by it.
Full of yearning.
"Invincible with a sword!"
The god-level expert of the Dragon Group shouted softly again, his long black hair dancing wildly in the wind, and the long sword kept shaking in his hand, like a dragon trying to get rid of its restraints.
At this moment, everyone felt a mighty aura pressing on their shoulders, suffocating themselves and trembling in their hearts. This is the pressure of a god-level master, which is more powerful than the aura of an innate strong man.
Countless times.
Even though this pressure was not directed at Han Feng and others, they still felt that their legs were weak.
The masters of the Yamato ninjas and the Dark Council all felt as if a supreme sword was about to chop down their heads above their heads.
Although the dragon-level god-level master didn't move much, his powerful momentum was already more shocking than any other move. All enemies, including the old man Yamato, took a step back involuntarily.
Although the old man Yamato was trying his best to use all his strength to resist, there seemed to be a big gap between the two realms. In front of the god-level master of the Dragon Group, the old man Yamato, who was also a god-level master, actually felt that the opponent was so tall.
He actually feels inferior.
"Let's do it together and kill them all!"
The old man Yamato shouted to some of the masters around him, then he dodged and charged towards the dragon-level god-level masters with his mighty sword.
Just half a step forward, the old man Yamato's front foot had not even touched the ground. His body had already reached the left side of the dragon group's god-level master, and the blood-colored dagger seemed to have swiped past lightly.
"snort!"
The dragon group's god-level master's expression remained unchanged. He actually didn't use his sword, but stretched out a finger to point at the side of the dagger.
Ding!!!
After a crisp sound, the dagger was diverted from its target by a finger.
The body of the old man Yamato flashed again, but he came behind the dragon group's god-level master, and then stabbed him straight with the dagger. On the left side of the dragon group's god-level master, there was the phantom left by the old man Yamato.
The god-level master of the Dragon Group remained motionless, but the long sword in his hand was blocked behind him. He held the opponent's dagger impartially and dexterously swept it across as a counterattack.
Just as the old man Yamato was fighting with the god-level masters of the Dragon Group, thirty high-level ninjas and more than a dozen masters of the Dark Council rushed towards Han Feng and others.
Han Feng pulled Ye Lingyue to the corner, while he was blocking the front. He was still holding a bloody long knife in his hand. His aura seemed very violent, as if he was affected by the aura of the god-level master.
The pride hidden in his body was aroused.
He stood like that, but lightning flashed from time to time.
The enemy's attack started in an instant, but the ninjas were still doing the same thing, first becoming invisible and then making a surprise attack.
But the god-level master of the Dragon Group over there increased the impact of his momentum. When he waved the long sword frequently, he actually caused circles of sword light to ripple like water waves, making those ninjas who had just become invisible appear exposed.
The original shape.
And the old man Yamato was still dodging around the dragon-level god-level masters. Although he seemed to be attacking all the time, he was unable to pose any threat to the dragon-level god-level masters.
The two god-level masters knew in their hearts that both themselves and their opponents were looking for each other's flaws. As long as whoever was negligent first would fall into the opponent's frantic attack, they would eventually lose.
It seems that the dragon-level god-level master cannot move as fast as the Yamato ninja in short distances, but his attack power and momentum are far superior to his opponent, so the Yamato master does not dare to fight him head-on, but just drags him to find his flaws.
The god-level master of the dragon group knew that his speed was not his specialty, so he simply did not move. He firmly believed that his defensive reaction ability would never let him have any flaws.
The two god-level masters seemed to be in a stalemate, but Han Feng believed that victory must belong to the god-level master of the Dragon Group, because his heroic temperament and spirit of fearlessly looking down on the world were even more worthy of belief.
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But even if the god-level masters of the Dragon Group can win, how many of the dozen or so people in the Dragon Group will be left? Can everyone wait until the god-level masters of the Dragon Group win?
The most important thing is that the opponent currently has two masters who are at the peak of late-stage Xiantian. None of them came to attack Han Feng. They all attacked the dragon group masters in other positions first.
The scar-faced woman could only barely deal with the little girl, but the other opponent's other master of the Dark Council, who was at the peak of late-stage innate talent, was unstoppable unless Han Feng was killed.
Han Feng hesitated in his heart at this time. If he killed himself, Ye Lingyue's safety would not be guaranteed.
"You don't need to worry about me. If you don't fight out, we will definitely face a siege in a while, and you still won't be able to take care of me." Ye Lingyue seemed to have read through Han Feng's thoughts, so she said this.
Watching another dragon group master lie down, Han Feng still couldn't hold back the murderous intent all over his body. If he didn't take action, he would be like a pervert who saw a beautiful woman lying naked on the bed and couldn't move. He was very aggrieved.
After understanding the current situation, Han Feng still took action, but his mental power was always focused on Ye Lingyue.
When Han Feng was fighting out, Ye Lingyue naturally would not stand by and watch, and she also fought out afterwards.
The little girl seemed to know how powerful Han Feng was. She did not confront Han Feng and was still dealing with the scar-faced woman. However, the master of the Dark Council, who was wrapped in a black robe, stood in front of Han Feng.
The bloody long sword in Han Feng's hand slashed through the air, but it was blocked by the bone shield that the master of the Dark Council got out of nowhere.
Han Feng swayed and retreated suddenly, but he swung his knife and slashed elsewhere, because there was a ninja attacking Ye Lingyue, and Ye Lingyue was facing another ninja, so Han Feng had to help.
But just as Han Feng retreated, the master of the Dark Council took out a skeleton staff. After a burst of rapid and awkward spells, bone spears suddenly appeared, and then they all flew towards Han Feng.
Then, the total number turned out to be about ten.
Han Feng's skill suddenly surged, causing the long knife to shine with a dazzling cold light.
The long knife flew around Han Feng, splitting all the bone spears, and Han Feng struck again. Thunderbolts flashed out of his sleeves, and they quickly condensed into a circle of lightning, hitting the Dark Council master fiercely.