Martial God of Myriad Realms

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However, the 100 Corps is too strong.

Led by the true saint who condensed thirty patterns, Bingsheng is even more invincible.

Although the Longyou Iron Rider of the Dragon Family is not weak, but the confrontation with the 100 Bing Regiment quickly showed a defeat!

Maybe the next second, they will be defeated by the 100 Corps.

Everyone present must be slaughtered by the 100 Corps!

"Can't you stop it?"

"Damn, this is going to kill my Yuan family!"

The breath of death rushed forward, making everyone in Yuanjiacheng look desperate.

Many people even hate Cheng Feng. They feel that it is because of Cheng Feng that the disaster has brought them.

Some even want to rely on the soldiers to save their lives.

However, Bing Sheng was very cold and ignored.

Even for those people, they directly gave orders for killing, killing them on the spot!

"These cold-blooded executioners!"

"Brothers, let's fight these pieces!"

Seeing this, everyone is desperate and has to fight with the 100 Corps.

However, the difference between the two strengths is too great.

Fighting against the 100 Corps is almost a one-sided massacre.

But at this moment.

Stabbing ~~~

The gloomy sky was suddenly ripped apart.

The next moment, Cheng Feng and four others got out of the broken air.

"Cheng Feng's son, Cheng Feng's son!"

"Ha ha ha, great, great, son Cheng Feng is here to save us!"

The moment he saw Cheng Feng, the entire Yuan family was boiling.

Despair in my heart was swept away, all shouted.

As for the 100 Corps, the offensive stagnates suddenly.

Especially the soldier saint, it was a sudden leap in his eyelids, raising his eyes to the sky.

"Yuan's ... actually going to be destroyed?"

Obviously, Cheng Feng had just reached the Qilian Mountains from the south by virtue of the power of the Blood Prison.

Returning to the Yuan family, Cheng Feng was originally happy, and felt a way to return to his hometown.

Unexpectedly, I saw the Yuan family being slaughtered by a hundred soldiers: "This must be under the control of the extraterritorial powers to come and chase me.

"If you don't find me, I will use the Yuan family to operate!"

The effort of breathing, Cheng Feng cleared his thoughts.

Looking down at the 100 Corps, just hit the eyes of Bing Sheng.

Makes that soldier holy suddenly stiff, like falling into the ice cellar.

"So strong, so cold eyes!"

Bingsheng took a breath, and secretly said, "Is this the rumored Cheng Feng? The strength is too strong, right?"

For Cheng Feng, Bing Sheng is no stranger.

Before Cheng Feng headed for the Southern Region, the four soldiers under the command of Bing Sheng also chased and killed Cheng Feng.

In the end, there were only four leaders, and Wolverine fled back.

The others died in the hands of Cheng Feng.

But according to the officer who fled back, Cheng Feng's combat power is comparable to the true Saint of the eleven patterns.

But at this moment, the feeling to the soldiers is like a perfect half-sage.

"Cheng Feng, it seems someone is doing something."

On the side of Cheng Feng, the sword demon's eyes froze, and he asked, "Would you like me to help you?

The sword demon has now condensed thirty-four sacred patterns, and the construction of the sword has reached more than 90%.

It can also be fearless against the semi-holy of the perfect level.

For him, the Bingsheng and the Hundred Brigade are indeed a group of scum.

"No, I'll fix it."

Cheng Feng waved his hands and glanced across Yuan Jiacheng.

Soon, saw the success of Yuan's homeowner Yuan Yuan.

Raising his hand, a force swept across, and Yuan Yuan was swept from hundreds of miles to the front.

"Mr. Yuan, after I left, a lot of things happened here."

Cheng Feng looked at the excited Yuan Chenggong and waited until his mood had calmed down.

"Son, since you left, countless cows, ghosts, and snakes have swarmed in and clamored to kill you."

Yuan Chenggong said: "My Yuan family is weak and weak, not an opponent at all."

"In a short time, it was almost slaughtered!"

"Fortunately, the Dragon Family, the first family of the Tianjia mainland, came forward and helped each other by virtue of justice, which allowed us to persist until now."

"If you come a little bit later, I'm afraid we all have to ..."

"So it is."

Cheng Feng nodded, his eyes revealing the intention of killing: "Okay, now you can rest assured."

"I am here, and no one wants to move the Yuan family any more."

"You just need to do one thing now and show me the enemy."

"The bad things they did, it's time to pay them back!"

"Soldier!"

Yuan Chenggong's hatred glanced toward the 100 Corps, biting his teeth: "This time, against our enemies, Bing Sheng is the most active."

"He led the 100 Corps as a vanguard and killed many of our people."

"Even Cheng Hsiang died in the hands of Bing Sheng!"

"Bing Sheng? A familiar name."

Cheng Feng thoughtfully: "I've probably hunted me before before."

"This time happens to count the new hatred and the old hate together, and send them on the road together!"

"Hum, arrogant!"

After Bing Sheng's initial shock, his emotions calmed down quickly: "A kid who's not sucky, dare to say nothing?"

"Just as Ben Sheng captures you and exchanges for a Six-Pin God with the power outside the region!"

The words fell, Bing Sheng ordered.

噌 噌 噌 ～～～

The 3,000 soldiers of the Hundred Bing Regiment marched in the same spirit and shot out.

Promoting unparalleled killing power, he chopped to Cheng Feng in the sky!

"My son is careful."

"This is the" Military Command "of Bing Sheng, which gathers the strength of the soldiers of 3,000 warriors. Power ..."

Seeing Bing Sheng's attack, Yuan Chenggong quickly reminded.

However, before he finished speaking, Cheng Feng had already patted his hand.

Snapped! It's like shooting a fly.

He actually broke the soldier's strength of the 3,000 warriors directly.

Not only that, the strength of that palm has not been exhausted, and they continue to shoot at the 100 Corps.

"What? How can this guy be so strong?"

This time, Bing Sheng's face was green.

Suddenly trigger the weapon Wuhun in the body, oh!

A sword, a sword, and a sledgehammer rushed out of him, resisting the slapping of the palm.

These three weapons are truly the martial arts souls of soldiers.

They have bred the metamorphosis period and are no different from real weapons.

The true sacred figure of the Thirty Streaks was struck, and it will also be hit hard.

But in the middle of the smash, he cut himself off.

The sword stabbed in the palm, and it was broken into two pieces.

The hammer hit the palm, and it broke apart!

The soldier's face turned pale, like hell.

After being hit by the palm, the whole person was like a meteorite, fell from the sky, fell into the hills outside the main city of Yuanjia, and smashed another deep pit.

As for the warriors of the Three Hundred Thousands of Corps, they were all turned into fan powder under the bombardment of palm strength!

The first murderer in the northwestern region of the divine heavenly holy prison was slaughtered by Cheng Feng with one palm!

"What? The hundred corps was blown up with a single palm?"

Yuan Chenggong was just worried that Cheng Feng couldn't stop the soldiers.

But Cheng Feng directly gave him a surprise, making him shudder all over.

Could not help rubbing his eyes, thinking it was dreaming. It's not just Yuan Chenggong, the people in Yuanjia City, and the Longyou Iron Riders of the Long Family, they are all dead chickens.