Chapter 339: Bump

Why did Zhou Qingfeng choose the red banner?
Because in the gloomy north, red is extremely bright. Red is like flame, raging wildly, bursting ruthlessly. He hopes that everyone who sees this red flag will be deeply impressed and realize what kind of person he is.
Aggression is like fire!
When the aristocratic group in Cold Wind City was determined to fight desperately, Zhou Qingfeng, who was walking on fire, held up his ‘theocratic power’ and suddenly accelerated. His body pulled out a series of virtual shadows, and he rushed into the array of his opponents.
The shadow behind the old long legs is like a demon like a demon, the image is perverse and floating. He saw Zhou Qingfeng riding on the skeleton war horse and killed him, but Haha laughed constantly, but the person flickered aside.
The street where the two sides met was full of people. The front and back were strong and sturdy. The old long legs were nowhere to be seen. He was born under the shadow of the shadow behind him and changed positions with several nearby armed servants. .
The trembling servants held their swords and spears and, with a glance at their eyes, had no time to judge what had happened, and were hit by the head of a monster with a darkened sharp angle.
Bang
Blood and water, minced meat, bone stubble, stubble, everything exploded. The huge impact force penetrated the bodies of four or five servants, and they were fragmented.
Zhou Qingfeng hit him with unparalleled momentum.
The old long-legged laughter was even more weird, shouting in unison "Surround him, surround him, this idiot actually came to death. Most of us can certainly kill him."
Flesh and blood hit the scene, and the two family knights were full of anticipation for the incoming skeleton war horse to slow down and stop. Their howling Zema rushed up, and the light blade slashed by ‘Liqi Slash’ struck.
However, after the impact, the speed of the skeletal warhorse did not decrease but increased, and its momentum was even more overbearing. On the horse's back, Zhou Qingfeng screamed 'Go away', the ring-shaped gas wall expanded to the surrounding area, and the 'theocratic power' lit up a more dazzling light.
The light condenses, like a curved whip blade slamming, pulling out an attack range of two or three meters long. Within this range, the impacting family knight was split into the armor by one sword, two swords took life, and three swords drew their souls.
Zhou Qingfeng burst a sword in his hands, and every stroke was a heavy blow. He was ‘people borrowing horses, helping horses to help others’. He rushed into the enemy's battlefield without stopping, flying all the way into a deserted place, with people rolling in the streets and screaming.
Humans and horses are united, the sword light flashes, like a raging fire, unable to look directly.
Blood splattered and the ground was red. Fragmented limbs, broken heads, broken weapons and armors, together with wounded horses and wounded soldiers, were scattered around. The streets instantly turned into flesh mills.
‘War trample’, the more enemies killed, the more fierce and powerful. Zhou Qingfeng went straight into the enemy battle group, raging and sprinting.
Several long-legged wizards were originally at the rear, and in the blink of an eye they found that they were facing the enemy. They didn't have time to step back and could only tear the scrolls again and again. "Muck", "web", "fireball", "stone wall", a brain releases dozens of attack and defense techniques.
The ground suddenly changed for this reason. Ragged bone wings on both sides of it spread across the street like a razor.
This leap not only avoided the sudden appearance of stone walls, cobwebs, but also cut off more than a dozen heads on the road in one breath.
The aristocratic servants who tried to besiege from both sides were screamed, like a fountain. The spear in their hands was like a poor burning stick, and could not help but fight for a round. The leather armor on them was as thin as a piece of paper.
"Shengying" fell to the ground and stepped on a piece of mud created by the marsh technique. The stunned wizards were frightened to cry. When they saw that they had achieved a little, they shouted, "Trapped, trapped, and the knight rushed to kill him."
Roar
The monster of "Shadow Shadow" suddenly opened its head, and the fire of the abyss burst out of its mouth. The hot flames not only burn, but also torture the soul. Before the casting wizards were happy for a few seconds, they screamed and danced in the flames, and the burnt skin was rotten.
Hahaha, only one voice at the scene could laugh so happily. That is, Mei Daisi, who is behind Zhou Qingfeng, watching the battle in a plane channel. She saw the blood under the gloomy sky and smelled the stench in the icy cold wind.
The harvested souls are constantly sucked into the abyss. Although the quality of these souls is not high, the scene of the killing makes the succubus shout wildly, and he can't join the battlefield himself.
Even if she could not participate in the battle herself, Maidesses did her best to release her charm. This is its instinct, its subconscious, she always uses various coquettish laughter to disturb the scene, making Zhou Qingfeng's opponents hallucinate.
At the same time, the succubus sent a lot of lava stones. Pieces of stone with large discs kept flying out of the plane channel, and the high temperature they emitted almost ignited the air, and the blood mist transpired under the distorted light and shadow, like a nightmare.
A large number of lava stones not only blocked the street, but also prevented old long legs and others from chasing Zhou Qingfeng behind. He himself had been shifting and changing positions, trying to catch up with the ramming bone horse, but was blocked by the piece of lava stone.
Originally I thought that Zhou Qingfeng would be trapped by many people, and Mo would also kill him. In the end, this boy was all ‘God blocked killing God, Buddha blocked killing Buddha’, and there was no pause for a collision.
The narrow streets had limited dodging. The crowded people not only did not hinder Zhou Qingfeng, but instead helped him. There is no one-size-fits-all under Divine Power. The killing opponent's soul flutters and flees.
Because there are too many enemies to kill, the state of ‘War Stomp’ has not disappeared. Zhou Qingfeng was killed from one end of the street to the other. The chasing opponent behind him couldn't keep up with his speed, at most he shot a few arrows, but it was like tickling.
The unreasonable impact greatly dispelled the morale of the opponent, and the lava stone spreading high temperature was like dividing the territory, making it difficult for the old long-legged team to gather after being defeated.
Thousands of aristocratic teams are scattered on several streets, and only part of them can gather against Zhou Qingfeng. Seeing his own killed, the head was rolling, and the remaining ghosts were crying and disintegrating.
Many Knight Cavalier masters were frightened by the deaths and injuries on the streets. They no longer had any intention to fight and simply turned around and ran away.
The masters did not dare to step forward, and the other slaves were not fighting. They only feel that their own momentum is not good, dizzy and dizzy running around, and the advantage of empty numbers is also useless.
He ran across hundreds of meters of street and cried, killing and dying everywhere. The cloak behind Zhou Qingfeng was blood, hunting against the wind. The breath of death condensed on him, and even the ‘shadow’ that led him to ride was cast like steel and iron, invincible.
Rush to the other side of the street and slow down slightly. Zhou Qingfeng turned around and stared indifferently at his results. He banged and killed, causing damage to at least hundreds of enemies and collapse of hundreds. Next
The old long leg guarded by the shadow walked around the lava stone that had fallen all the way, and angrily chased after him. The target in his eyes was only Zhou Qingfeng. He will make a final effort.
Mondino and Justin slowly led the team over Zhou Qingfeng, bowing their heads slightly to pay tribute and congratulations to their lord. The next step is to clean up the remnants.
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