The surrounding soldiers were startled and immediately raised their guns, "Damn it, kill him."
The sound of gunfire followed, and more than a dozen blazing bullets flew towards him. The sharp sword in Qin Feng's hand was as fast as lightning, and with a clanging sound, all the bullets were bounced away.
Immediately, Qin Feng's figure was as fast as lightning, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, the sword in his hand flashed and disappeared, and more than a dozen of the surrounding gun warriors fell instantly.
"Damn it, it's Rother's Martial Saint, please disperse quickly." The commander of the spear warriors just finished giving the order, turned around and ran back.
Facing these Martial Saints with strong melee capabilities, they only need to form a circle and then shoot at them. If they are lucky, they can kill and injure some people and still be able to take him down.
But Qin Feng's speed was something they could not fathom. While the Lancer Commander was still running, screams came from behind him one after another, getting closer and closer to him.
He was a little worried, so he glanced back, only to see a sharp sword suddenly stretched out and put it on his neck before he could react.
Under conditioned reflex, he immediately shouted loudly: "I surrender, don't kill me."
The sharp sword that was about to cut his neck stopped instantly, and a magnetic voice came, "Okay, from now on, you will be my slave."
"But slavery has been abolished long ago?" The other party still wanted to fight for his rights, but the sharp sword on his neck suddenly exerted a slight force, and a trace of blood appeared.
He immediately begged for mercy and said: "Master, I have something to say, I have something to say."
Qin Feng smiled slightly. He just happened to know the situation here from the other party's mouth. Even if he found out that he was not from here, he could kill him immediately without any psychological burden.
"Very good, let them all surrender." Qin Feng glanced at the revolver in his hand and reached out to take it.
"This won't work, Master, they won't listen to me now." Facing the sharp sword on his neck, the gun warrior commander could only remain motionless with his hands raised.
"Huh?" When Qin Feng turned around and looked, the gunmen had already scattered and fled.
The armored warriors who had been captured regained their freedom. They came to Qin Feng, surrounded him and shouted: "Martial Saint, Martial Saint..."
Next, the group walked through the forest and came to a large camp, where more armored warriors came and went.
Qin Feng looked up at the scale and saw that it could accommodate at least 100,000 people.
Following the team of armored warriors, they arrived at the military camp unimpeded.
After being assigned to a separate tent, Qin Feng began to interrogate the gun warrior commander.
"Tell me, where are you from? Why do you come here to fight?" Qin Feng asked him to stand aside, but he sat on his seat.
Seeing Qin Feng playing with his revolver, he swallowed. Although he didn't know why the other party didn't know the situation here, he still introduced them one by one:
"We are from the Checo Kingdom on another continent. Since someone invented gunpowder and muskets, our country's power has expanded rapidly, but other countries have also obtained such technology, and their strength has also increased greatly.
In order to become the overlord on the continent, our king decided to launch an attack on the Kingdom of Rother on this continent, mainly to plunder their population to increase our production output."
At this time, Qin Feng raised his head and said boredly: "Isn't that a slave? Oh, you just said that the slavery system was abolished."
The Lancer Commander smiled sarcastically and stopped talking when he knew he was in the wrong.
Soon, the commander of the armored warriors came to Qin Feng's camp and saluted: "Master Wu Sheng, our marshal has invited you."
"Well, I won't go." Qin Feng waved his hand. He just wanted to wait here quietly for his out-of-control period to pass, and then wait for Chang Yuchun and the others to come over. He didn't want to pay attention to the people here.
The armor commander was stunned for a moment, but instead of forcing himself, he bowed slightly and left.
"Go on," Qin Feng said calmly to the gun warrior commander.
"Uh, okay." The gun warrior commander wiped the sweat from his forehead. The other party's aura was too strong when he refused.
The captured commander had just finished speaking when a group of people suddenly ran outside.
The camp where Qin Feng was located was immediately surrounded, and a strong man holding two hammers broke in, escorted by a group of soldiers.
"I want to see who is so bold. Don't think that with a good sword, you can move freely in my army of 100,000 people."
Seeing the angry look of the other party, Qin Feng's face remained calm, "Give you three seconds to get out of here, otherwise, I will kill you immediately."
"Haha, arrogant." The strong man jumped up immediately, and immediately hit Qin Feng's head with the double hammers in his hands, while roaring, "I am also someone who has eaten magic beans. Today I will let you taste my power.
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Qin Feng drew his sharp sword and immediately blocked the falling hammers, with slight surprise in his eyes, "What are magic beans?"
"Are you still pretending to be stupid?" Seeing that his hammers could not be pressed down, and the opponent's strength was beyond his imagination, he was shocked, immediately stepped back, and shouted to the soldiers beside him: "Here
I killed him."
Facing the murderous intent of the opponent, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, unsheathed the sharp sword in his hand instantly, and passed through the soldiers in a flash. As the sword light flashed, the four soldiers he passed were instantly torn apart.
Marshal Giant Hammer was shocked. The opponent's speed was beyond his expectation, but he was not just waiting for death. He threw the two hammers in his hand instantly, "Even if you are a Martial Saint, you will die for me.
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With two swords, he knocked away the giant hammer from the marshal's hand, and then kicked him in the chest.
Hearing a click sound, his body flew out of the tent.
Qin Feng gained the upper hand and showed no mercy. He rushed out of the camp, his sword flying in his hand, and all the surrounding soldiers were chopped in half.
"Crossbowman, kill him, kill him." The marshal stood up with the help of the guards. He covered his chest with one hand and pointed at Qin Feng with the other and shouted.
A gunshot sounded suddenly. The marshal raised his hand to cover his forehead and said in pain: "It hurts. He has a gun in his hand. Kill him quickly."
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows in the distance. He saw that there were some blood marks on his forehead, but there was no big hole. It was obvious that the opponent's physical defense exceeded the limit of the human body.
"Magic beans? Does it have such an effect?" Qin Feng thought for a moment, then took a step forward and rushed towards the marshal, using the long sword in his hand to split open the soldiers in front of him.
Just when the marshal was horrified by Qin Feng's fighting power and was about to flee, Qin Feng rushed to his side at an unimaginable speed, and his sharp sword instantly drew a bright silver light.
The soldiers were immediately horrified to find that their invincible marshal's head had flown into the sky.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Their marshal did not die on the battlefield, but died in this meaningless battle.
"Avenge the marshal." Some soldiers shouted angrily, and this emotion quickly infected most of the soldiers.
A large number of soldiers rushed towards Qin Feng, and many crossbowmen shot arrows at him.