Chapter 784: he came

"Bang! Hey!"
Fire flew and flesh flew!
The big knight-level caveman growled and chopped the sword in his hand towards the body of Baili Qingfeng ...
but……
Except for a burst of sparks, the Storm Ripper's Battlegear covered with golden fluorescence could not be torn at all.
On the other hand, the three of them were stabbed, bumped, and punched by Qingli Feng, and their bodies flew out, causing blood to spit!
The barrier formed by the three men was torn apart, which is equivalent to thoroughly breaking through the smashing army formed by the fourteen cavemen masters. With the strength of his feet breaking out again, his shape has been like a cannonball. The cavemen warriors rushed to the rear and rushed away ...
Sword ravages!
Sword Qiqixiaoxiao!
All the cavemen who stood in front of him fell like cut wheat, and in the blood mist, Baili Qingfeng maintained an astonishing speed, killing hundreds of cavemen outrageously.
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"
Bayonet, bayonet, keep bayonet!
Baili Qingfeng repeated this action.
As for why you do n’t have to use slashes and sweeps on the battlefield?
No need!
Each time he stabbed with a sword, the majestic strength would compress the air of several ten meters in a circle, forming a violent high-frequency air pressure. These air pressures passed through the rapid shock of the thorn sword and turned into an unstoppable violent sword.
The sword screamed, and the volley pierced, torn, and strangled all living creatures within a few dozen meters of him.
In other words, dozens of meters in front of him is equivalent to an extinct death zone. All the cavemen who have stepped into this area have died, and they cannot stop him from smashing for half a minute.
And his speed of attack is not slow. The people in the back, left and right can't catch up with him, so he naturally doesn't need to care about the enemies in the other three directions, as long as the bayonet sword is repeatedly fired, all the swords are torn apart. Just fine.
Under the astonishing efficiency and extremely fast speed of this bulldozer, Baili Qingfeng couldn't figure out exactly how many people in the cave had been assassinated.
two hundred? three hundred? Four hundred?
All he knew was that he rushed for less than a few minutes, and the vision ahead suddenly cleared ...
He was penetrated by the cavemen's barracks?
After killing this wave of cavemen, Baili Qingfeng felt his consumption a little.
"It seems ... there is still a lot of energy ..."
As well as physical strength, it cannot be wasted.
Otherwise, if you go back now without books, your mobile phone will not be connected to the Internet, and you won't be able to sleep after going to bed so early.
After all, people only feel good when they are physically exhausted and sleep soundly. Many people on the market who say that they are prone to insomnia are free and easy. Let him move bricks for sixteen hours. Sleep on the bed and eat.
Thinking of this, Baili Qingfeng turned around, glanced at the screaming shrieks behind him who wanted to chase him down, and the cave man who surrounded him to death was elite, and he did not hesitate to hold the sword again and kill him into the crowd again.
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"
Jianguang whistled, the breeze is rising again!
...
Half an hour, forty-five minutes, an hour ...
Baili Qingfeng put his advantages to the extreme.
Although he is not familiar with swordsmanship, he is in harmony with the essence of assassination.
The core of the way of assassination is to kill in one shot, far away!
And he pushed this spirit to the limit.
Lock down the enemy, violently annihilate, and give it a thunderous blow. After instantly killing several or ten people, they immediately broke through, tearing the encirclement, distant hundreds of meters, and killing another batch of orders ... A caveman warrior, when a round of sword gas burst or the sword light shone, when other cavemen besieged up, they were hundreds of meters away again ...
One pass, one pass!
Relying on this superb sword art evolved from the way of assassination, he has always kept himself from being surrounded by hundreds of thousands of cave people, fighting and retreating, retreating and fighting, walking around ...
Under this extremely advanced tactical concept, when he finally felt that his physical strength had started to decline significantly, the number of cavemen who died in his hands had already reached tens of thousands.
At least he can clearly feel that the density of the burrow people's encirclement has dropped a lot.
"It's almost there, I have a lot of physical energy. I can't use up all my strength. Otherwise, if the legendary cave man suddenly kills at this time, there will only be a dead end for me."
At this point, Baili Qingfeng staged another round of thunderous blows, and the true energy on his body was vented as if it was worthless. The sword storm formed strangled all the cavemen within 30 meters on the spot.
When he felt that the number of people in the caves had been killed, he bent down, squatted, and the next moment ...
The violent energy burst out from him, accompanied by a boiling golden flame!
The ten-meter-long earth with him as the center suddenly sank, as if a stone was thrown into the calm lake surface, and a circle of visible ripples spread all around ...
"Boom!"
The earth burst! Flying sand and stones!
In the smoke and dust, the Baili Qingfeng directly rose into the air, smashing the void with this majestic and terrifying power, and the heaven and humanity moved to the limit. The Tiancha rushed to hundreds of meters away, and the pits of hundreds of meters away Before people react, they fall down ...
"Oh!"
The two cavemen were directly smashed into blood mist by the figure of Baili Qingfeng!
But before the people in the surrounding caves had time to react, the Baili Qingfeng fell to the ground and bent at the foot of the homeopathy. Then, a new round of power broke through the body again and broke out from under his feet ...
"Boom!"
In the cracked earth, his figure once again broke through the airwaves and shot into the distance.
After several ups and downs, Baili Qingfeng has rushed out of this camp that has a length and length of several kilometers, and then the roll of Heaven and Human Reality has fully condensed his own breath and disappeared in the induction of all the cave people, leaving the cave people a Mourn.
One hour!
After a full hour, only a few figures came towards this direction in the direction of Dry Rock City.
For the first two ...
They are all half-step legendary powerhouses!
The two were Cardinal Goodby, who was responsible for leading the army to invade East Shenzhou, and Arnold, the third judge of the tribunal.
The two arrived at the scene, looking at the mess and chaos in the field, their faces were very ugly.
"Who will tell me what happened! Where is Tie Yan, the commander in chief of the Red Ginseng? Where is he !?"
Goodby asked angrily.
"Sir, Commander Tie Yan, he has died."
A seemingly embarrassed knight came to Bishop Goodby, with a sad face on his face: "We have been attacked by a powerful man! A suspected human power ..."
"Human assault !? Legend !?"
Goodby froze for a moment, and immediately his eyes became sharper: "Are you sure it is a human legend !?"
"Human legends attacked us? Is it because the Northlanders invaded the ground and wanted to plunder our metal resources?"
The third judge Arnold looked ugly.
Blood Hidden is still convening the trial knights, and he and several adjudicators have arrived.
"Talk to me about the specific situation!"
Bishop Goodby's face was also full of dignity.
Half an hour later, dozens of people in the main account rushed to the scene.
Bishop Goodbye and Chief Arnold were listening to the report.
When they heard that in just one hour, their side had lost more than 3,600 elite soldiers. After the total loss rate exceeded 10%, everyone became angry.
"Humanity!"
"Stupid things! The Northlanders bullied me too much!"
The roar came from the mouths of these blood shrines and the great figures of the country.
But Bishop Goodby frowned slightly, and felt something wrong: "If it is a Northlander, there should not be only a legend? The Northlander invaded our world for the precious metals of our underground world, Minerals, how much can a person, even a legendary strongman, carry? And the news we heard during this time, no large-scale Northland troops entered the ground ... "
For a moment, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked the surviving chiefs and knights, "Are you sure that is the legendary power among human beings?"
"This ... he has great momentum, and he can defeat the commander Tie Yan who formed the army in a single blow ... except for the legend, I can't think of anyone with such power."
A great commander.
"The only thing that makes us feel a bit weird is that the human strongman did not use the field when he fought with our soldiers ..."
"Unused field? If you don't use the field, even the legend cannot kill more than 3,000 people in the 30,000 army and retreat calmly."
Arnold said.
Compared with the half-step legendary single-strength power, the legend is not as powerful as it is, at best it is the difference between the true land fairy and the great master.
However, due to the suppression of the non-legendary powerhouses in the legendary field, the enemy's strength can not be fully played. In this case, the non-legendary is naturally vulnerable to the legend.
If a legend does not use the power of the field ...
As long as there are a few half-step legends that can drag him away and avoid him escaping, let alone 30,000 people, 10,000 people may trap him for life.
"The human strong ... physical strength is amazing, and the energy is like endless ... Although the power of the field is not used, it can maintain explosive combat almost at all times, killing a large area ... Because of this, we are basically Can't hold him ... "
The other surviving chief said with a little surprise.
"Stunning and endless ..."
Goodby's original idea gradually became clear, and he took a deep breath and immediately turned to the black tooth of the assistant who had just arrived behind him.
Black teeth are like guessing something, his face is a little pale, his hands are shaking, and he draws a painting from his body: "Is it him?"
Looking at the figure in the portrait, several surviving chiefs and knights said at once, "It's him! It's him! It's him!"
"Master Bishop! This is the man!"
"It was him who attacked our camp not long ago. The armor was exactly the same. He turned to gray and rain. I recognize it!"
Hearing several people jointly testified, Blacktooth could not help but tremble: "Here comes, he comes!"
Goodby's face showed an unbelievable expression: "It was him ... he ... how dare you !? How dare he run to the territory of our blood temple to kill !?"