"Ye Fei, don't worry. We are dead now. All we have lost is one life. But if you die, what you lose may be our Beiyang Kingdom's last chance to rise. Promise us that you will win this battle!"
puff!
After Zhu Zhen, Bei Gongchun also attacked the Phoenix Blood Sword at the moment when Ye Fei was stunned. The Phoenix Blood Sword responded immediately, and a ball of terrifying fire from the sky quickly engulfed Bei Gongchun.
In the flames, many people can clearly feel Bei Gongchun's painful expression being burned by the fire. Even if the power of reincarnation can revive everyone, the pain of death can still clearly remain in their memories.
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"Ye Fei, you can't just kill us, why do you want my sister to die in such pain?" Bei Gongyu shed tears and suddenly began to accuse Ye Fei.
"I."
Ye Fei was speechless, but he didn't know how to refute. Do you really want him to pick up the sword and kill all the friends and brothers in front of him with his own hands, so everyone who knows him and cares about him?
Even though they knew they could be resurrected after death, Ye Fei couldn't lift the sword in his hand. Bei Gongyu pouted, rushed to Ye Fei and cursed: "Ye Fei, you men are really useless, don't you?"
If you take action, I will kill you with my own hands and avenge my sister!"
Bei Gongyu was really not joking. She threw herself forward with all her strength. Ye Fei knew that if he didn't take action at this time, he would have let down Zhu Zhen, Bei Gongchun, and Bei Gongyu's heart.
"Bei Gongyu, let's go!"
puff!
The sword light flashed, and a clear blood line appeared on Bei Gongyu's neck. The severe pain made her frown, and then she stared and continued to curse: "What a useless man, killing someone can be so painful..."
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Just as Bei Gongyu's limp body fell down, Jing Wushou had already walked up with a smile. He wanted to take out the wine jar out of habit. He stretched out his hand halfway before he realized that this was a killing field. Apart from weapons, they
Nothing can be brought in.
Jing Wushou immediately smiled bitterly: "Junior brother, I wanted to drink with you before I died, but now it seems that I don't have that chance."
"Senior Brother Jing, what you said is wrong. You can't drink it now. Wouldn't it be more enjoyable for us to drink it when Brother Fei wins the inheritance battle?" Luo Xing came up and said.
"It seems right!"
Jing Wushou laughed boldly again. His laughter infected many people, and more people came up. While letting Ye Fei kill, he started talking happily with Ye Fei.
"Ye Fei, brothers have helped you so much. When you return to Huaxian Palace, you must treat us. Huaxianzi said that as long as you go there, everything will be free of charge."
"Beihai Sword King, you are the one we admire the most among non-communist cultivators. You must help us non-commercial cultivators fight for our reputation and win the first place. Then we will see who still looks down on ordinary warriors like us."
"Brother Ye, I, Liu Chaoyang, did not trick you this time. Also, the Zhao royal family has returned to Beiguan safely. You don't have to worry about this."
"Sword King, if nothing else, please kill me quickly. It would be an honor to die by your sword."
"Brother Ye, we can't help you too much. I'll give you the ten points of combat power I have. When you have time later, you can just offer us a bowl of wine."
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One after another figures came up, some of whom Ye Fei recognized, and more of them were young King Wu whom Ye Fei had never seen before.
They were both men and women, and they all came up with a smile and spoke a few words to Ye Fei. Then, they were killed one by one by the sword in Ye Fei's hand.
Looking at these strange and familiar faces that kept falling down, Ye Fei felt very heavy in his heart, and his hand that wielded the sword was trembling due to the heavy weight.
In the end, he really couldn't bear to continue killing them one by one. Even if they would be resurrected after death, it was indeed Ye Fei who killed them once with his own hands.
"Why, why does the Six Paths Holy Sect hold such a cruel assessment? Why on earth!" Ye Fei's eyes turned red and he looked up at the blood-like sky. The sword in his hand was still waving, monotonously and mechanically, killing, killing,
Kill again!
In the end, Ye Fei was almost numb from the killing. He could only hold back his tears and sourness. Looking at the Beiyang warriors who were still walking towards their deaths one by one, Ye Fei suddenly decided something. He could not continue.
Killed.
Such killing was an unspeakable torture, at least in Ye Fei's view. He raised his bloody sword to prevent everyone from approaching.
"Brothers and sisters, I can't continue to kill you one by one. It's a kind of torture for me and you. Everyone, have a good journey. I, Ye Fei, swear that even if I risk my life, this battle of inheritance,
I will definitely win!"
ah!
Ye Fei's furious and sad roar resounded throughout the valley. He raised the Phoenix Blood Sword and swept it into the sky, slashing at everyone else.
These people were stunned for a moment, then smiled and looked expectantly at the sword light, penetrating their bodies and taking away their lives.
"Beihai Sword King, let's go!" Many people shouted loudly towards Ye Fei before they died.
"Brothers and sisters, let's go!" Ye Fei was also shouting, his voice was hoarse, and he was shouting at the top of his lungs. In the end, only Ye Fei was left in the whole valley. He raised his bloody sword and looked to the sky.
The direction of the high platform cannot be seen at all.
Ye Fei roared: "I know you are watching, this is what you want, let us kill each other, is this the inheritance you want?"
Rumble!
Ye Fei's voice was like thunder, spreading into the distance and clearly reaching the high platform of the Abandoned Land. I don't know when, the old man and the stone puppet were already standing on the high platform, and they could clearly see the scenes of fighting in the killing field.
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But seeing Ye Fei constantly raising his sword, killing familiar and unfamiliar people one after another, the stone puppet suddenly fell into silence, and the old man also sighed.
In the sky of the killing field, the old man's voice rarely appeared. The stone puppet watched in surprise as the old man transmitted the message to Ye Fei.
"Ye Fei, I know you feel very uncomfortable in your heart and feel that this is cruel, but this is not only the assessment of you by the Holy Sect, but also the test of the entire Northern Territory. If you can't even pass this level, I will wait for you to face the test in the future.
You will only be even more unbearable against those enemies from outside the sky!"
"What kind of enemy from outside the world? Is there something hidden behind this cruel assessment of the Holy Sect that I don't know about?" Ye Fei was stunned by the old man's words.
He is not an unreasonable person, but it is too uncomfortable for Ye Fei to kill everyone one by one like this.
Of course he hopes to know the purpose of the Holy Sect's assessment.
But before Ye Fei could continue to ask the old man what the purpose was, there was a roar, and the whole earth trembled, followed by the extremely heavy footsteps of 20,000 warriors.
"Quick, over here, I hear the voice of the Beihai Sword King."
"The prince has an order, if you see Ye Fei, kill him without mercy!"
"Send the order and kill Ye Fei at all costs. Don't let him become the invincible Holy King!"
"Ye Fei, your good days are over. Will you commit suicide now, or will you be surrounded and killed by us?"
Boom!
The murderous intent is like a dragon, and the fighting spirit is like a tiger. In this bloody valley, a strange phenomenon of dragon and tiger is formed. Twenty thousand young martial kings, all with murderous intent all over their bodies, stare at Ye Fei. (To be continued)