Chapter 212 Breaking through a thousand riders alone
"The black iron cavalry forms a fierce tiger formation, kill!"
"The Silver Phoenix Cavalry forms the Five Phoenix Formation, kill!"
Cui Kaizhuang and Rong Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. With a wave of their arms, two cavalrymen came to attack in unison.
Whether it is the black iron cavalry or the silver phoenix iron cavalry, there are thousands of them, and all of them are elites who have been on the battlefield for a long time.
They arranged their troops in formations and cooperated with each other tacitly. Although their individual strength was not strong, their cooperation through formations was enough to contain the strong men of Minghai.
Two cavalrymen rushed side by side, like a rolling flood, unstoppable.
"Is he crazy?
Those are the most elite cavalry from the Kundi Kingdom and the Windward Kingdom. Is it really possible for one person to fight against a thousand armies?"
Gong Menglu exclaimed, truly thinking that Mu Feng was crazy.
It is said that two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. No matter how strong Mu Feng is, he is only one person. To confront two thousand cavalry head-on, it is a bit overestimating his capabilities, right?
Baili Qiyuan frowned. He was the king of a country and he knew very well how terrifying these elite divisions composed of warriors were.
If he faced these two waves of cavalry head-on, he didn't think he could resist them.
"Master Mu was carried away by anger! He should cooperate with me and use roundabout tactics to bypass these two cavalry!"
Baili Qiyuan sighed inwardly, while his eyes were fixed on Gong Biao, Cui Kaizhuang and Rong Zhiyuan who were behind the cavalry.
He is looking for the best opportunity to rescue Baili Yiwan, Feng Luofei and others.
But soon, he desperately discovered that the qi of Gong Biao, Cui Kaizhuang and Rong Zhiyuan locked him firmly.
Once he makes any move, these three people will attack without mercy.
"This is a sure-fire situation!"
Baili Qiyuan's heart sank slightly, and his eyes were full of anxiety.
Gong Menglu had never seen such a scene before. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she collapsed on the ground.
At this moment, Mu Feng stepped forward step by step, his speed getting faster and faster, and all the bloodline power in his body lit up.
In the end, Mu Feng's speed was so fast that ghosts appeared one after another.
In the eyes of everyone, he was like a bright and colorful stream of light, with long tail flames, rushing towards two huge cavalry teams.
In an instant, Mu Feng collided with more than ten riders at the front.
Rumble! The ground exploded with thunderous sounds.
Mu Feng was like Mount Tai, standing firmly on the spot, but the more than ten cavalrymen and their horses were knocked into a puddle of flesh and blood. The blood mist filled the air, bloody and sad.
A terrifying aura suddenly spread and swept between the cavalry and Mu Feng, and all the dirt and gravel on the ground were thrown away.
The power of a collision is so terrifying! "Stabilize the formation! Keep charging!"
Cui Kaizhuang's face darkened, and he calmly gave orders.
In the encirclement of the cavalry, heavy black iron spears stabbed from all directions, covering Mu Feng's whole body.
Mu Feng's palm was like a knife, with his right foot as the central axis and his left foot lightly stepping on it, making a circle.
To the shock of many cavalrymen, the heavy black iron spears that were as hard as iron were cut off one after another, and the sections were smooth and smooth.
At the same time, Mu Feng slammed his right foot on the ground, and the surrounding ground instantly sank. Many war horses fell down one after another, and even the soldiers were in an extremely embarrassed state.
Mu Feng, with the help of a single step, once again rushed straight out like a ferocious beast.
In a moment, dozens more cavalrymen exploded into a ball of blood mist and turned into a puddle of flesh.
Using the power of his bloodline, Mu Feng's physical strength is already comparable to that of a high-ranking heaven-level spiritual soldier.
No matter how well these cavalry cooperated, no matter how powerful the formation was, they could not do anything to Mu Feng.
Their attacks were completely ineffective against Mu Feng, and Mu Feng could kill dozens of cavalry every time he made a move.
In just a few dozen breaths, the Black Iron Cavalry and the Silver Phoenix Iron Cavalry suffered heavy damage, with nearly half of them dead or injured, and they were already defeated.
Cui Kaizhuang and Rong Zhiyuan's faces were as gloomy as water, and their hearts were completely shocked by Mu Feng's power.
If it were any one of them, I'm afraid it would be impossible for one person to defeat a thousand cavalry so easily.
"We can't let him kill anymore!"
Cui Kaizhuang and Rong Zhiyuan looked at each other, and they both saw strong murderous intent in each other's eyes.
The Black Iron Cavalry and the Silver Phoenix Iron Cavalry are the most elite cavalry in both countries. Every soldier is well-trained and can be selected from a hundred.
It took them ten years of hard work to form such an elite force.
Now seeing Mu Feng slaughtering them like vegetables, their hearts were bleeding.
"Let's take action together!"
Cui Kaizhuang jumped up and came through the air with a heavy sword in hand. Rolling spiritual energy burst out like a tide, and slashed at Mu Feng's face with a sword.
Rong Zhiyuan came out quietly and circled behind Mu Feng like a ghost. He suddenly pulled out the spiritual sword from his waist and stabbed Mu Feng straight into the back of his heart.
However, just as the two of them approached Mu Feng, blazing sword lights swept out and blocked the two of them.
The two of them were shocked to discover that the sword box behind Mu Feng had been opened at some point, and hundreds of spiritual swords had been taken out of it.
These spiritual swords were naturally brought out by Mu Feng from Kong Wenyao's tomb.
"They are all heaven-level spiritual swords! How can this boy be so rich?"
Cui Kaizhuang and Rong Zhiyuan panicked and resisted the attacks of many spiritual swords, but their hearts were inexplicably shocked.
There are hundreds of heaven-level spiritual swords, the value of which completely exceeds the combined treasury of the two countries.
"I'll kill you again later!"
Mu Feng glanced at Cui Kaizhuang and Rong Zhiyuan coldly, took a step forward, and rushed towards Gong Biao at the front.
Wherever he passed, whether they were black iron cavalry or silver phoenix iron cavalry, they were all crushed into bloody foam by his powerful body.
If you look at it from a distance, you will be shocked to see that the blood mist behind Mu Feng is like a long dragon's tail, spectacular and sad.
"It's too scary! This person is too scary, run away!"
"This is not human at all! How can we defeat it!"
"..." The remaining cavalry were completely frightened. They had already lost their will to fight and began to run around like headless flies.
In an instant, the two most elite cavalry from Kundi Kingdom and Yingfeng Kingdom were defeated like a mountain.
Mu Feng ignored the defeated cavalry around him and stared coldly at Gong Biao in front of him, the anger in his eyes getting even worse.
Gong Biao was already stunned by Mu Feng's performance! One man defeated a thousand riders! Is this guy really just entering the sea of life?
Her strength is too terrifying! "Don't come here! If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill her!"
Gong Biao suddenly pulled out the spiritual sword from his waist, placed it on Concubine Feng Luo's fair neck, and stared at Mu Feng with cold eyes.
He knew very well that Mu Feng was stronger than him, and he himself was no match for Mu Feng.
"Let them go, and I can give you a happy death!"
Mu Feng stopped and said with a gloomy expression.
"You still dare to threaten me?
All your important people are in my hands, why don't you kneel down?
Otherwise, I will kill her immediately!"
Gong Biao's lips curled up slightly, as if he was a villain.
"Don't push yourself too hard, otherwise you won't even get a decent death!"
Mu Feng shook his head and said calmly.
When Gong Biao saw that Mu Feng did not kneel down, he became angry and said: "You forced me to do this! I'll cut off this woman's head first."
After saying that, Gong Biao poured out spiritual energy from his right hand and slashed down with his spiritual sword.
Mu Feng's eyes flashed with divine light, and he used a secret technique to change his body. At the critical moment, he switched places with Gong Biao.
The condition for the secret technique of transfiguration is that the person being cast must retain the aura of the caster in order for the spell to be successful.
Gong Biao had his arm cut off by Mu Feng. Even though it had been several days, there was still a little bit of Mu Feng's aura, so the two could successfully change places.
"How...how is this possible?"
Gong Biao was stunned when he found that the spirit sword had struck nothing, but a bone-deep fear arose in his heart.
The only thing he relied on was Concubine Feng Luo, Baili Yiwan and others as hostages, so he had nothing to fear.
Now that he has lost this support, Mu Feng has no scruples about him.