Summoned the Strongest Villain

Chu Feng bowed slightly, and all the hidden Golden Scale Guards also hid their figures deeper.

Counting silently in my heart, when the tenth sentinel came within their ambush range.

Chu Feng rushed out suddenly, and the Qinglong Yanyue Saber in his hand turned into a scythe of death, beheading all the sentries in his reach in an instant, and the remaining two fish that slipped through the net were also dealt with by the Golden Scale Guard.

"Get dressed."

Chu Feng said lightly.

The ten golden scale guards changed into the sentry's clothes, picked up their weapons, and ran back the same way.

Jin Linwei, pretending to be a sentinel, walked out of the jungle and shouted to Yuan Qingtian from a long distance, "Commander, there are no enemies in ambush ahead."

Yuan Qingtian only had some impressions of the captain of the sentinel, and the rest of the sentries didn't pay attention at all. They didn't see the captain of the sentinel, so Yuan Qingtian couldn't help but frowned and shouted, "Where's your captain?"

The sentinel pretended to be the Golden Scale Guard had already made preparations, "The captain has gone forward and hasn't returned yet."

Just when Yuan Qingtian was preparing for the captain of the sentinel to come back and talk, Xuan Yong couldn't help standing up and said, "Okay, I told you that Chu Feng's people are not so fast, so they have to do something superfluous and delay for such a long time. Let's go, we might all be out by now."

Xuan Yong didn't continue to talk nonsense with Yuan Qingtian, and walked directly into the jungle with the monks from his martial arts training hall.

Yuan Qingtian looked ugly, but with Xuan Yong leading people to the front, Yuan Qingtian didn't say anything, but led the army to follow behind.

The sentinel that Jin Linwei pretended to have already returned to the jungle and rushed towards the place where Chu Feng and others were lying in ambush.

Xuan Yong led a thousand monks from the martial arts hall to overcome obstacles without the slightest fear on his face.

Seeing Xuan Yong leading a thousand martial monks in the martial arts hall, Chu Feng looked a little dignified. It seemed that even the strict planning could not keep up with the rapid changes.

If you want to continue to wait for Yuan Qingtian's army, you will definitely be discovered by Xuan Yong, and the plan can only be advanced.

Just when Xuan Yong brought the monks to the ambush range, Chu Feng did not hesitate at all, and suddenly slashed out the Qinglong Yanyue Saber in his hand, and a radiant light of the knife flashed across, killing the three monks instantly.

"There is an ambush."

A thought flashed through Xuan Yong's mind.

boom! ! !

On the trees and in the grass, nine hundred Golden Scale Guards shot out one after another, attacking and killing the monks who hadn't reacted yet.

A thousand monks were attacked by the Golden Scale Guards, and more than [-] monks died tragically in an instant.

"Death to me."

The great master's aura exploded, and the iron rod swept out, and the two golden scale guards were beaten to death.

Just when Xuan Yong's anger was rising, he wanted to kill the other Golden Scaled Guards.

The figures of Li Gong and three people appeared, without any words, the three directly attacked Xuan Yong.

Li Gong, Meng Chixing, Shi Zhixuan, everyone's strength needn't be that Xuan Yong is weak, the siege of the three of them almost directly blows Xuan Yong up.

puff! ! !

Xuan Yong's magic-subduing stick technique is sharp and steady, facing the crisis of life and death, he erupted with a combat power surpassing his own.

But even so, under the joint attack of Li Gong and the three of them, he was seriously injured and almost died.

"kill."

Yuan Qingtian's army came and saw that Xuanyong was in danger, and there were only a few thousand monks left, so he brought the army to rescue without the slightest hesitation.

Although he didn't have the slightest liking for Xuan Yong, he couldn't just watch Xuan Yong die. Not only was Xuan Yong a member of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, but he was also a grand master, and he was the main force in this battle with Chu Feng.

Holding the blood knife in hand, Yuan Qingtian jumped up from the horse's back and slashed down in the air. The majestic blood knife with boundless evil spirit fell on Meng Chixing's head.

"Good come."

A strong fighting intent flashed in Meng Chixing's eyes, and he punched out with a violent punch, and the surrounding trees that were blown made howls that were overwhelmed.

boom! ! !

The fist collided with the blood knife, and the terrifying aftermath scattered around.

Yuan Qingtian, who was in the air, flew back upside down, and Meng Chixing's feet sank into the ground.

"You deal with this monk, I will deal with him."

After Meng Chixing's words fell, his figure suddenly rushed out, running towards Yuan Qingtian.

Shi Zhixuan divided into nine, and surrounded and killed the seriously injured Xuan Yong.

Li Gong's Zixue Dafa came out, his face turned into a purple color, it was extremely strange, the demon hand in his hand was spinning, countless claw shadows wanted to tear Xuan Yong apart.

Chu Feng didn't care about the battle between Meng Chixing and the other three. Instead, he rushed into the army with the Golden Scale Guards and started killing crazily.

In the dense jungle, a merciless killing took place.

Without the restraint of the two great masters, Yuan Qingtian and Xuan Yong, Chu Feng and Jin Linwei were like tigers in a herd of sheep. Although facing an army that was hundreds of times their own, Chu Feng and Jin Linwei did not have the slightest fear.

Facing the tiger and wolf warriors of the Beijin Ten Thousand Wolf Cavalry Battalion, neither Chu Feng nor the Golden Scale Guard had ever been afraid. How could they be afraid of these ordinary soldiers?

Along with these soldiers, they are also elite soldiers, but compared with the Wolf Riding Battalion, they are much weaker.

Moreover, because it was a jungle, they couldn't give full play to the advantages of a large army in combat. It was easier for Chu Feng to lead the nine hundred Golden Scale Guards to fight.

Corpses lay across the field, blood was sprinkled all over the dense forest, evil spirit and resentment condensed in the void, and finally entered Chu Feng's body.