Chapter 97 Extermination

At the entrance of the Storm Troupe headquarters.

Two professionals are squatting aside, and their faces are a little regretful and dissatisfied. They were kicked out by others because of their low qualifications.

Day! Those bastards don't even let us look at them. It's a pity that the best leopard, if I can kiss Fangze, I will be willing to live for ten years. A professional said dissatisfiedly.

"Who just asked us to join?"

Another professional was also a little dissatisfied, but he did not dare to attack on the spot.

"That A Yong hasn't just joined. How can he have a chance?"

"Ayong has four layers of strength, and I heard that it is expected to break through to five layers. The leader saw that he was a talented person, so he asked him to follow him. At the end of the story, the professional's tone was a little sour.

The two professionals chatted happily, and both of them forgot to pay attention to the surrounding situation for a while.

At this time, a figure appeared in front of two professionals.

"Who?" One of the professionals quickly turned his head.

"Ngre! Why did you run back?"

When they saw the dark-skinned and thin man, the two professionals were slightly relieved. Although they are professionals, their strength is only three levels, which is not high. And the chaotic land is not only the Storm Regiment, but also the existence of various organizations such as the Delai Regiment. For the benefit of the benefit, these organizations often fight, and may even sneak up on each other's headquarters.

"Uh...Uh..." The guy called nigger hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

The two professionals suddenly felt something was wrong, and then they found that the nigger's forehead was full of bean-sized beads of sweat, and his face looked very ugly.

There were footsteps along the wall.

Someone!

The two professionals were shocked and quickly increased their vigilance. At the same time, they made eye contact, and then slowly moved towards the edge of the wall. Just as the two professionals took a step forward, they suddenly stretched out their hands and grabbed their collars. With a bang! Before the two could see the coming, they had been pushed out by a huge force, and the two professions hit the wall behind them fiercely.

With the impact, the sound of broken bones came, and the severe pain suddenly made the two professionals faint.

Until they fainted, they couldn't see who made the hand. The niggre beside him has been so scared that he has collapsed on the ground. The nigre knows the strength of these two professionals better than anyone else. They are all ruthless people. In the past, when fighting, only one of them could directly bring down more than 30 strong men. And these two terrible professionals in the eyes of the nigre were easily killed by Yang Feng.

Yang Feng walked slowly to the door and looked at the closed door. His eyes suddenly condensed, and his thick palm suddenly grabbed the door frame.

Looking at Yang Feng's strange and severe pain, the nigger was stunned and looked at Yang Feng: "What is he going to do?"

"Drink!" Yang Feng shouted in a low voice.

Wor-h!

The wall cracked, and the door weighing more than 600 catties was pulled out.

The nigger was stunned.

The movement of the door being pulled away attracted the attention of professionals in the hall. A professional came out, and when he saw Yang Feng holding the door, he was stunned. When he saw the two professionals and niggers falling to the ground, he immediately realized something.

"Who are you? Brothers, someone is here to smash the scene. The professional shouted into the hall.

"What? Smash the scene?"

"Damn it! Who is so bold to come to our storm group to make trouble.

"Hey hey! Looking for death."

With the sound of shouting, a group of professionals gushed out of the hall. The moment they saw Yang Feng holding the door, all the professionals were stunned.

Yang Feng's eyes swept through the professionals, and there were really many, about 40 people. The worst strength is also three floors, and the highest is six floors. With a cracked mouth and a smile, Yang Feng bent his lower body slightly. Wheops! The gate was thrown out, and the professionals present did not expect Yang Feng to take action. Bang! The door hit the front professionals. When the rest of the professionals saw that the situation was bad, they had already hidden in the distance, but there were still some unlucky guys who were hit by the remaining force of the gate. The scattered professionals were extremely angry. Yang Feng's behavior was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

"Damn it! Kill this guy."

"I'm going to pull out his skin."

"Kill!"

In a moment, long-range professionals took action one after another, and all kinds of combat skills were intertwined, like raindrops towards Yang Feng. More than 20 remote professionals took action at the same time. You can imagine how terrible this power is. Even the eight-layer black crystal warriors dare not resist. In the blink of an eye, Yang Feng was buried by his combat skills. The dust at the entrance rose one after another.

After an attack, the long-range professionals stopped.

The melees stood in front of them, and all the professionals stared at the gate. Unfortunately, the gate has been covered by dust, and the situation can't be seen clearly. However, professionals are not worried. More than 20 remote professionals will fight, and even monsters with nine levels of strength will be beaten. For a long time, I still didn't hear any movement at the gate.

"Bah! What kind of goods? This kind of ability dares to come to us to show our ability.

"Damn it! You are so interesting. You have to kill people all at once. Anyway, you have to give us a good time in the close battle. Someone joked happily.

"I thought it was awesome. It turned out to be just a straw bag."

"Go! Go back to watch the fun. Maybe the leader has begun to take action.

"Quick! Let's go!"

The members of the Storm Troupe turned around and prepared to return to the hall.

Just as they were about to turn around, the rising dust slowly fell down, Ding! The sound of sharp weapons hitting the ground came, causing the members of the Storm Regiment to stop one after another. Ding Ding Ding... The rhythmic crashing sound came. In the dust, the black-haired teenager was still standing still standing still. He didn't know when there was a silver sword up to a meter and a half in his hand, and the head of the sword hit the ground.

I'm not dead...

The faces of the members of the Storm Troupe were full of surprise. Yang Feng was not only not dead, but also did not even have a scar on his body.

However, there is no time to surprise them next.

Boom!

A burst of thunder came, and the members of the Storm Group only felt a sway in front of their eyes, and something jumped up.

The next moment, Yang Feng appeared at a height of two meters above the head of the members of the Storm. Looking at Yang Feng holding the silver sword with both hands high, his body bent back slightly, and there was a trace of sarcasm on the corners of his mouth. The members of the Storm Group suddenly felt astringent in their hearts and shouted secretly!

At the moment of falling to the ground, the sword crossed the air and fell to the ground.

Bang! The thunder double explosion contained a terrible source of power.

The huge attack power shocked the members of the Storm Regiment in the center. The luck on the periphery is better, but it is still not immune to the aftershock attack. Yang Feng's attack directly knocked down nearly ten professionals, and three others were injured and affected their combat effectiveness. Suddenly, wailing and painful shouts came out. Looking at more than a dozen companions falling, the members standing on the periphery were completely shocked.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Don't let him get close."

I have to say that although the members of the Storm Group are rabble, they are still rich in experience with the enemy. At least they are not slow in response. The next moment, they have organized an attack.

If Yang Feng was not injured in the first attack, it may be a fluke. What about the second and third? For professionals, it is a fatal blow when they see that their attack has no effect in front of their opponents. With one after another of attacks on his body, Yang Feng was still unmoved and didn't even move his footsteps. Not to mention that he wears a silver suit. If he doesn't wear it alone, his physical defense is even lower than that of the eighth-order black crystal warrior.

Looking that their attack did not bring any damage to Yang Feng, the members of the Storm Group were initially shocked and gradually went to the last fear. Fear is quite deadly, especially when fear spreads to a group, it has a stronger effect than monomer.

"No! It's impossible. How could he not be injured?

"It can't break his defense at all."

"Monster! This guy is a monster."

The attacks of the members of the Storm gradually weakened, and some timid people even had the idea of escaping.

Yang Feng took a step forward.

Bang! He hit a fierce shoulder and directly hit two professionals. The next moment, Yang Feng waved his sword and directly killed the other three professionals. These professionals of the Storm Group do a lot of evil, and each of them has more or less a few lives. There is no psychological burden for Yang Feng to kill them.

Seeing the companions keep falling, the bottom line of the remaining members of the Storm was completely defeated. It's terrible. Yang Feng in front of him is really terrible. No attack can hurt a single point. How terrible his defense should be. If you can't even break through the defense, what else can you fight? This battle is simply a one-sided situation. Not only the members of the Storm Troupe, but also the subsequent Xingyue and others were completely stunned when they saw this scene.

Nearly 20 professionals were chased and killed by Yang Feng alone. It's the first time that Xingyue and others have seen such a scene. When watching the professionals being put down one by one, Xingyue and others were completely shocked.

"I'll leave the rest to you." After solving the last person, Yang Feng put away the silver sword and walked into the hall.

The mouse, the monkey and others looked at the people who fell to the ground and couldn't help howling. They swallowed their saliva dryly and looked at each other. Xingyue and Xinglong were even more difficult to hide their surprise in their eyes. Looking at Yang Feng's back, the two sisters and brothers suddenly found that the gap between them and Yang Feng was getting farther and farther away. Especially the star and moon, until Yang Feng's back disappeared, her consciousness always hovered the not very tall back.

Xing Yue bit her lips to stop her wild thoughts, but she couldn't help it. She suddenly felt a little confused.

"Sister! Sister! Are you all right?" Xinglong's hand shook in front of Xingyue.

"Uh... it's okay..." Xingyue quickly withdrew her eyes and saw Xinglong staring at her and hurriedly buried her head.

"Sister! Are you not feeling well?" The star dragon sensed the strangeness of the stars and the moon.

"No, clean up here quickly." The star and moon quickly walked aside.

Looking at the star moon, Xinglong scratched his head puzzledly.

In the alloy transparent window, a pair of red eyes passed through the window, and everything that happened outside the window was put into the bottom of the eyes. There are complex, resentment, anger and unwillingness in his eyes.