God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

With his current level of cultivation at the second-level innate realm, this Lingbo spread out in small steps, and the speed was even faster. In just a moment of effort, he caught up with Ku Rong.

A turn over, directly blocking the front of Ku Rong.

"Do you still want to escape? Can you escape? You are a generation of eminent monks. At a critical juncture, you are still greedy for life and fear of death. You want to escape, but it's a pity that you can't escape my palm at the ends of the earth!"

On the street, there was a commotion among the surrounding people, and they retreated to the side, all looking at Wang Feng, who was standing in the center of the avenue with a terrified expression on his face.

"Wang Feng, do you know that you are going against my entire Dali, aren't you afraid that my Dali will march south and kill you?"

Ku Rong's face was extremely cold at this time, especially his face, which was dark at this time, even more gloomy, his eyes stared at Wang Feng, and said coldly.

"Let the army go south? It's a big tone, your Dali is just a small border country, and you want to kill me, can your Dali army advance half a step into the Song Dynasty?" Hearing Ku Rong's words, Wang Feng's face was full of expression sneer.

How ignorant!

Today's Song Dynasty has a strong national power, and even the Liao Dynasty cannot attack, so it has to harass from time to time. Although Xixia and Tubo are also eyeing, but on the bright side, no one dares to act rashly.

Compared with Daliao, Tubo, and Xixia, Dali is not qualified to compare, and as for the Song Dynasty, let alone.

It was also said that when the army marched south, the Song Dynasty directly sent troops and destroyed the entire Dali without any difficulties.

Hearing Wang Feng's words, Ku Rong's face was stiff and he was half speechless.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

At this moment, on both sides of the street, the sound of horses' hooves was loud, and two teams of Dali soldiers, under the two generals, rushed over quickly, but in a flash, they surrounded Wang Feng.

"Master, this person..."

The two generals did not know Ku Rong. After all, he had lived in Tianlong Temple for a long time and had not gone out for decades. Except for the monks of Tianlong Temple, these generals did not know each other.

But Ku Rong was wearing the monk's clothes of Tianlong Temple, and they still knew each other.

Tianlong Temple is the national temple of Dali, and its status is respected. Although they don't know what happened, they still stand on Kurong's side in an instant.

"This person went to my Tianlong Temple and killed him wantonly, and even took away the sword manual of "Six Meridians Excalibur", which is my Dali's unique technique of Zhen Temple. You should kill him quickly, and don't let him leave!

Seeing the arrival of these soldiers, Ku Rong also breathed a sigh of relief, as if seeing hope, he immediately waved his hand and shouted.

"How dare you!"

"Someone, shoot me arrows!"

Hearing Ku Rong's words, the expressions of the two generals suddenly changed greatly, and then they looked at Wang Feng, furious, raised their hands and shouted loudly.

In an instant, the soldiers brought by the two took out their bows and arrows in unison, put them on the bows, and then released the arrows in one go.

crash crash...

In an instant, the sound of the bowstring vibrating resounded endlessly.

A rain of arrows attacked Wang Feng from all directions.

"A mere two hundred archers, do you really think you can do anything to me?"

Wang Feng looked at Gu Rong, who was calm and relaxed, smiled coldly, and waved his left hand in the air.

The majestic internal force madly vented out from his body, turning into a large vortex of internal force, scattered around the body.

In an instant, more than 200 arrows came from the sky and fell into this vortex of internal force.

Immediately afterwards, he directly reversed the direction, followed the direction from which he came, and reflected i back.

With his way, he will also be used to his body!

In the hands of Murong Fu, he could only rebound the opponent's attack when he was fighting against others.

But in Wang Feng's hands, the proficiency is perfect, reaching the realm of a great master, and the display of power is 120%, but it can withstand the rain of arrows.

The amount of arrow rain depends on his profound cultivation.

With his current level of cultivation in the second-level innate realm, this is only a rain of two hundred arrows, which is more than enough.

chi chi chi...

These Dali soldiers, have never seen such a scene, arrow rain went out, but they were able to come back by themselves, and they stared blankly, unable to respond.

In an instant, the rain of arrows fell, and none of the two hundred soldiers were spared. All of them were penetrated by the rain of arrows. Even, because Wang Feng blessed the inner strength, the power of these arrows was even more powerful.

There were a lot of arrow rains, which directly penetrated several people, and then stopped.

"Ding, kill a Dali soldier, reward 20 points!"

"Ding, kill a Dali soldier, reward 20 points!"

"Ding, kill a Dali soldier, reward 20 points!"

The system prompt sound, in Wang Feng's mind, frantically swiping the screen, two hundred soldiers, all dead.

Four thousand points, directly in the bag!

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"Kill, kill!"

"Run away..."

Two hundred soldiers fell to the ground like this, with arrows all over their bodies, and blood flowed into rivers. There is nothing more shocking than this scene.

The surrounding people immediately screamed, and one by one they fled wildly. The scene was chaotic for a while.

The two generals were also pale at this time, staring at Wang Feng blankly, unable to believe the scene in front of them.

Two hundred soldiers, in such an instant, died, all died!

Is this boy still human?

How is this possible?

"You two, as generals, your soldiers are dead, how can you survive!"

At this time, Wang Feng, with murderous intent all over his body, swept his gaze towards the two of them. His gaze was obviously very calm, but in the eyes of the two of them, it was so cold and so terrifying.

In just an instant, the two of them were covered in cold sweat, their bodies were stiff, and they couldn't even speak.

"Dali has been at ease for too long, and even the generals have never seen blood. It's really sad!"

Seeing the two of them look like this, Wang Feng shook his head, and he didn't bother to say any more.

Swish!

A sword energy, with a speed like a meteor, broke through the air, and passed directly from the throats of the two generals.

Blood sprayed, and the two heads were thrown high and rolled to the ground.

"Ding, kill a general in Dali, reward 200 points!"

"Ding, kill a Dali reward, reward 200 points!"

Two system prompts sounded in Wang Feng's mind.

Wang Feng didn't pay attention to this, his eyes swept over the two generals, his eyes were calm, and there was no turbulence.

Although, these two generals are only devoted to their duties, and even, they do not have any grudges against him.

However, many things in the world do not need a reason.

Murder doesn't need a reason.

Killing the enemy on the battlefield, do the soldiers of the two countries have any grudges? Not to fight to the death.

What's more, the two had just ordered to shoot arrows at Wang Feng, which was the reason for their death.

"Now, do you still think that you can escape? Master!"

Glancing at Ku Rong, Wang Feng showed a hint of irony on his face, especially the last two words, which were extremely biting and full of irony.

"Amitabha!" Ku Rong's face was extremely ugly. He folded his hands together, announced the Buddha's name, and said, "Since the benefactor does not want to let Lao Na go, then Lao Na will have to fight to the death!"

"Less disgusting people, if Buddhism is full of eminent monks like you, then there is no need for Buddhism to exist. It's really a generation of eminent monks!"

Wang Feng spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and immediately without hesitation, he waved his sword and rushed up.

At this time, Ku Rong had no way to retreat. He took a deep breath, his inner strength was agitated, and the Ku Chan Buddhist art was exerted to the extreme by him. The body was not bad, and he faced Wang Feng.

This street is the battlefield for the two!

It's just a pity that this battle has no suspense and is not so exciting.

Previously, Wang Feng was only in the first realm of the innate, and he could not fall behind in the face of the siege of Ku Rong and Jiu Mozhi.

At this time, his cultivation base has stepped into the innate second-layer realm, and it is needless to say that he is only facing Ku Rong.

Three strokes!

One move will force Ku Rong to retreat, and the second move will completely destroy Ku Rong's body of Ku Rong's Buddhist art, which is not damaged.

A long sword mark appeared on his body, blood flowing from the left shoulder to the right abdomen.

And the third move directly killed him.

Swish!

The sword light broke through the sky, like a meteor chasing the moon. It was astonishingly fast. The golden dragons roared in the sword energy, penetrating directly from Ku Rong's throat.

A hole as thick as a finger appeared in Kurong's throat, and blood was gurgling like a spring, dyeing his monk robe blood red.

"Your dry Zen Buddhism, after all, is not a real King Kong. Three swords are enough to kill you!"

Wang Feng's figure flashed and appeared behind Ku Rong. He didn't turn around and put the long sword into the sheath. His voice was calm and he spat out slowly.

thump!

Ku Rong's throat was pierced and he was speechless. He swayed and finally fell to the ground and died.

"Ding, kill the Xiantian first-layer realm master, Ku Rong, and reward 5,000 points!"

At this moment, the system prompt sounded in Wang Feng's mind.

Another five thousand points!

In addition to the four thousand points of the two hundred soldiers just now, the five thousand points of Jiumazhi, the eight thousand points of Ben Yin, Ben Guan and others, and the two thousand points of Duan Zhengming.

This time, on the trip to Tianlong Temple, he directly gained 24,000 points.

Plus his original more than 27,000 points.

At this time, his total points finally exceeded 50,000 points.

"Fifty thousand points is a lot, but it's not much!"

Fifty thousand points is a lot, but Wang Feng was just happy for a moment, then shook his head.

In the exchange mall, those real treasures are all tens of thousands of points. Just exchange one or two, and he will go back to before liberation.

Moreover, he needs to collect the 200,000 points needed to go to the next world as soon as possible.

In general, 50,000 points is not much at all, and he still belongs to the poor peasant class.

"Quick, right there, be sure to catch him!"

"Can't let him run away!"

At this moment, there were bursts of shouts of killing in the distance, followed by the sound of horses' hooves.

Wang Feng looked back, but it was the movement here that caught the attention of the generals defending the city, and he brought a large number of troops and horses and rushed over.

"Damn, so many people!"

Wang Feng took a cursory look and found that there were at least a thousand people.

Although he can face two hundred archers without changing his face, and he can kill with a wave of his hand, it does not mean that he can face an army of a thousand people.

Moreover, the internal force that absorbed Jiu Mozhi in his body, just after the battle with Ku Rong, was almost exhausted.

Now his cultivation base is slowly falling, and he will soon return to the first realm of the innate.

If you continue to stay, you will definitely be courting death!

Immediately, Wang Feng performed Lingbo microsteps and left quickly.

Chapter 122