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Chapter 676

Words:1895Update:22/06/20 06:21:48

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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After Yi Feng and the Third Prince dealt with the last person blocking them, they stared at the soldiers in front of them. More than two thousand soldiers formed a huge military formation and surrounded Yi Feng and the Third Prince.

Even Yi Feng and the Third Prince were very serious about this military formation that specialized in dealing with experts. The individual strength of these people was very weak, but when added together, even Yi Feng felt a headache coming on.

"Feng?!" The Third Prince looked at the group of people in front of him and turned to ask Yi Feng.

Yi Feng turned and looked at the people surrounding him. He shrugged and said casually, "What else can we do? Kill!"

An Yi looked as if he had heard a big joke. His eyes were full of disdain. Military formations were used to deal with experts. Even Wang Jie would be at a disadvantage if two thousand people formed a military formation. Moreover, the two people in front of him had not reached Wang Jie's level. They could only use Wang Jie's strength.

"Move out!" An Yi laughed coldly and gave the order.

Yi Feng looked at the three hundred people who separated from the huge military formation and attacked them with weapons. Yi Feng laughed and said sarcastically, "Are you so naive to think that a military formation can deal with me?"

Just as An Yi was about to retort, Yi Feng's fighting aura surged and his aura surged out.

"Demonic Emperor's Legacy — Battle Awareness!"

Yi Feng shouted. This time, Yi Feng did not hold back and used 120% of his Battle Awareness. Even when he was surrounded by Bing Hun and the other three, Yi Feng did not use 100% of his Battle Awareness.

When Yi Feng used it this time, the air in the void began to roar. Waves like surging tides rolled in the void. The entire aura was like a huge wave, and it gave people the feeling that the earth was about to collapse.

The Third Prince was the closest to Yi Feng. Although Yi Feng's aura was not directed at him, fear still rose in his heart. The Third Prince tried his best to circulate his Dou Qi to resist, and only then was he able to suppress his trembling body.

The Third Prince stared fixedly at Yi Feng, his eyes filled with a dull light. From Yi Feng's body, he could sense the aura of a monarch descending upon the world. He had only felt this kind of aura from his father, but compared to Yi Feng, his father was pitifully weak.

At this moment, the Third Prince finally understood. Why did Yi Feng have the status of an Emperor? Just this aura of a sovereign descending upon the world was enough to shock people.

Yi Feng did not release his aura at the Third Prince. He even shifted his aura away from him. However, the Third Prince still felt this way. It could be seen how terrifying Yi Feng's top-level battle consciousness was. Even without targeting the Third Prince, the Third Prince could not resist. How could those soldiers, who were far weaker than the Third Prince, be a match for him?

Yi Feng sneered, and the great aura directly pressed down on the soldiers surrounding him. Although Yi Feng's aura was invisible, it caused the sky to change. The great pressure caused the entire space to become heavy, making it difficult for people to breathe.

"Puchi …"

The old man once said that his battle consciousness could instantly kill Wang Jie. Although Yi Feng did not have his ability, these soldiers, who had not even reached the Master rank, were unable to withstand his attack. How could they block Yi Feng's battle consciousness? Almost without any surprise, under the pressure of Yi Feng's battle consciousness, the soldiers all spat out blood. Under Yi Feng's battle consciousness, over a hundred soldiers were easily killed in an instant.

Those soldiers who were not in the center of Yi Feng's aura felt the remaining power of his aura. They could not help but tremble, and their eyes were full of fear as they looked at Yi Feng. Even if they were elite soldiers, they had no will to fight at this moment!

"I said that it was just a few thousand pieces of trash. How could they do anything to I?"

The disdainful voice passed into everyone's ears. However, after being called trash, the soldiers did not show any anger. They still looked at Yi Feng in a daze, and their eyes were full of fear. They all retreated, trying to escape from the range of Yi Feng's aura.

An Yi saw that Yi Feng had killed over a hundred of his soldiers within seconds, standing right in front of him. Looking at Yi Feng, who was like a god of war, An Yi could not help but feel fear in his heart. Under this aura, he actually could not resist. It was as if Yi Feng was the sky, and there was no way to defeat him.

After all, An Yi was Wang Jie. Although he even thought of giving up on killing Yi Feng, the thought disappeared in a flash. Looking at Yi Feng, who was almost invincible, An Yi's desire to kill Yi Feng grew stronger. He knew very well that if Yi Feng got out of here alive, he would not have a good time. Then, his nightmare would begin!

"Kill!"

An Yi gave the order, but what made him furious was that the soldiers, who were supposed to carry out his orders, all stepped back unconsciously. As if they had not heard An Yi's words at all, they looked at Yi Feng with fear in their eyes.

The Third Prince saw that Yi Feng was just standing there quietly, and thousands of people were forced to retreat by his aura. His eyes were also in a trance. How arrogant was this domineering aura? How many people did he have?!

The Third Prince looked at the hundreds of soldiers who had been killed by Yi Feng's pressure. At this moment, the Third Prince had forgotten about Yi Feng's Soul Manipulation, which had a large area of effect. Compared to this instant kill, those Soul Manipulation were nothing.

Yi Feng's face was still as calm as ever, causing a sense of heroism to rise in the Third Prince's heart. He laughed loudly and said, "Young Master Feng, good move! After this battle, Feng will be famous all over the world! "

The domineering aura of a man who killed hundreds of people without moving and forced thousands of soldiers to retreat would be spread like a legend.

Yi Feng did not look at the Third Prince. He looked at An Yi in the distance with sarcasm in his eyes and said, "Again!"

An Yi clenched his fists. Yi Feng did not move. Not only did he destroy the army formation, but he also destroyed the soldiers' fighting spirit. Without fighting spirit, how could the soldiers fight against a strong man comparable to Wang Jie? It was almost like a thin piece of paper, which would break at the first touch!

An Yi looked at the soldiers who were still retreating step by step. Although he knew that these people couldn't do anything to Yi Feng and the others, he was still furious. He shouted angrily, and his figure flashed. He suddenly waved his hand, and a huge amount of Dou Qi bombarded the two soldiers who were the furthest away. The powerful bombardment seemed to have blown them up. Their internal organs burst open, and blood rained down.

The retreating soldiers stopped one by one and looked at An Yi in horror. Such a cruel and bloody method made them temporarily suppress their fear of Yi Feng.

"Whoever kills Yi Feng will be rewarded with a million gold ingots and the title of Marquis! Whoever retreats will be killed! "An Yi said coldly.

The soldiers felt a chill in their hearts. Looking at the soldiers who had exploded on the ground, they finally picked up the weapons in their hands and rushed toward Yi Feng and the Third Prince again.

"You don't know what death is!"

Yi Feng sneered, and his words were full of disdain. An Yi knew that these people were going to die, but he still sent them here to consume his fighting spirit and physical strength. He was bitterly disappointed.

"An Yi, do you really think that some trash can consume my physical strength and fighting spirit?"

Yi Feng said disdainfully and gave the Third Prince a look. The two of them were like two ferocious tigers as they charged towards the soldiers once again.

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