Chapter 1597

In Tianyuan County, on the huge plain, general mokehai of the gate of life and death was lamenting that his millions of troops were useless. Wu Zhetian crossed the sky and asked him to stop Yang Feng.

A gust of wind rushed by. Mokehai rubbed his eyes. He thought he had heard wrong. He looked at the deputy general around him and asked, "what did the martial arts master just say?"

"My Lord, the martial arts sect leader asked you to lead a million troops to stop Yang Feng from crossing Tianyuan county." The deputy general said respectfully.

"Ha ha!"

Mokehai suddenly burst into laughter, and the loud voice came like a bell.

"What are you laughing at, my lord?" Asked the deputy general.

"Here comes the opportunity. My Lord, I thought that this million troops were useless, but I didn't expect that Yang Feng, the leader of Pudu gate, came." Mo Kehai rejoiced.

"My Lord, but Yang Feng's strength is very strong. It is said that he killed the Immortal King, and why did the martial master let us stop him? Was the martial master defeated by Yang Feng?" Asked the deputy general.

For the reminder of his men, Mo Kehai despised and didn't care. He didn't care: "even if Yang Feng is powerful, it's just a single man. I have a million troops. Once I form a team, I can ensure that Yang Feng will never come back."

"My Lord, but Yang Feng's strength is strong. Don't forget that it's useless for him to use the crowd tactics." The deputy general warned.

"Hum!"

Mo Kehai snorted coldly and said, "since you think Yang Feng, an expert, can't resist with crowd tactics, I'll let you see my million troops today."

……

In the void, a figure galloped quickly, and it was Yang Feng who came.

Mokehai stood on the platform and found Yang Feng in the void. He roared and said majestically, "it's Yang Feng. I've heard of your great name for a long time. I don't believe you are invincible. Do you dare to fight with my millions of troops?"

In the void, Yang Feng wanted to hunt down Wu Zhetian, but when he found that there were millions of troops below, he stood in the air.

This is a million troops of the gate of life and death, and each has good strength.

Well, since it is the army of the gate of life and death, destroy them. Yang Feng wants people all over the world to know that he will not only recapture his territory, but also sweep across the road from the first world.

"Yang Feng, I'm mokehai, the great general of the gate of life and death. Can you dare to fight with my millions of troops?" The loud voice of Moco sea came again.

"If you want to die, I'll take your head from a million troops."

Whoosh!

In the void, Yang Feng spread his wings like a roc, standing on the vast plain.

Dong!

When Yang Feng stood on the vast plain, a strong air flow began from the soles of his feet and quickly spread around.

WOW!

On the ground, the green grass seemed to be swept by a gust of wind.

Standing on the earth, Yang Feng looked ahead. In front of him was a million troops.

Millions of troops, all powerful, like a god of war.

What a powerful momentum!

It is worthy of being the army of the gate of life and death. It has such a powerful momentum. Even though Yang Feng has seen countless armies, the millions of troops opposite him also give him a strong feeling.

Hoo Hoo!

The wind blew and the flags fluttered and rustled.

On the high platform, mokehai slowly raised the flag and roared, "Hunyuan Yiqi array."

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Millions of troops shouted, and the dense army quickly changed its formation like a gust of wind.

The speed of changing formation is like a long dragon thousands of miles long, as if it is a whole, not a plate of loose sand.

However, Yang Feng still stood there calmly and gave the millions of troops a chance to set up their array. As for the pursuit of Wu Zhetian, he was not in a hurry, because it wouldn't take long.

After a few breaths, millions of troops quickly formed a mixed Qi array on the huge plain, like a dark long dragon standing under the sky.

"Attack me and kill Yang Feng."

The mokehai on the high platform makes the flag point forward quickly.

"Ha!"

With a cry, millions of troops were as powerful as tigers, and the violent Qi spread out among the troops.

Feeling the power of a million troops, mokehai looked at his men and said, "in fact, Yang Feng's strength is really strong, but it's a pity that he will die today. No matter how strong a person's strength is, there is a limit. It's impossible to fight a million troops with his own strength."

"My Lord, I think we'd better be careful. After all, Yang Feng is not an ordinary expert." The man said seriously.

Mo Kehai didn't want to pay attention to this man, because he knew that this man was timid and cautious.

Hoo Hoo!

On the huge plain, millions of small lights, like dazzling fireflies, emit lights.

Then, these lights gathered together, just like thousands of rivers, converged into a big river.

Boom!

Powerful light, rapid attack, terrible energy, directly shattered the space.

Click!

Click!

A terrible light, like a huge white snowball, rolled away on the plain and crashed into Yang Feng.

"The sword of the king!"

Yang Feng waved it with his hands, and a golden sword Qi burst out quickly,

Whew!

With a powerful sword, you can split the huge light ball in two.

Boom!

An earth shaking noise came, the space was fragmented, and white pieces of psychic power, like pieces of glass, fell out one after another.

After a sword smashed the white light, Yang Feng continued to move forward step by step.

Step, step!

With his hands on his back, he walked like a million scarecrows instead of a million troops in front of him.

On the battle platform, mokehai saw this scene. Although he was slightly surprised, he was still very calm and calm.

"My Lord, Yang Feng is coming." The man was frightened.

"Fan Tong, what are you panicking about? I have a million troops. Why fear a mere Yang Feng."

After angrily denouncing his men, mokehai's loud voice said, "millions of spiritual power are bound."

"Ha!"

Millions of troops roared at the same time, but there was a spiritual power on everyone, which was like a dense iron rope.

WOW!

The voices penetrating the space came, and the dense spiritual power gathered into a web in the air, as if it were a web, like a huge spider web, shrouded in the Yang wind.

On the high platform, mokehai showed off to his men: "the millions of spiritual power like a dragnet gather into such a huge spider web. Even if Yang Feng is a real dragon, he will be trapped and die in it."

"My lord..."

The man seemed to see something and gave a trembling cry.

Mo Kehai continued to boast: "such a powerful network of heaven and earth, not to mention Yang Feng, even Wu Zhetian will be trapped. Of course, Wu Zhetian is our sect leader, and we should respect him, so I can't deal with Wu Zhetian sect leader in a million armies."

"My lord..."

The man gave another trembling cry, as if he wanted to say something, but mokehai didn't give him a chance.

"Don't panic. Since Yang Feng has been trapped, he can't escape." Mocohai turned his head and continued to show off.

"My Lord, Yang Feng is not trapped." The man couldn't hold it anymore, so he shouted.

"What, Yang Feng is not trapped. How is this possible?"

Mo Kehai couldn't believe it, so he quickly turned back and looked anxiously. Sure enough, the next moment, he saw an incredible scene.

Yang Feng's lonely figure turned into a huge shadow thousands of meters high, like Mount Tai's feet, stepping heavily on the soles of millions of troops.

The net formed by millions of spiritual forces is like a dense earthworm, which is trampled underfoot and struggling desperately.

"This..."

Mokehai trembled. It was really terrible. Yang Feng had such a strong strength.

Bang bang!

One after another explosion came, and the net of millions of troops was shattered by Yang Feng's virtual shadow thousands of meters high.

Then, the huge shadow of 1000 meters high disappeared, and Yang Feng continued to walk step by step like a peerless immortal.

"Bombard me. You must stop him. You can't let him cross Tianyuan county."

Mo Kehai was finally afraid. He didn't believe his words just now and thought his million army was strong, but now he knows that his million army is so vulnerable in front of Yang Feng.

Boom!

Boom!

Millions of troops shot at the same time, and the overwhelming light came like a dense roll of seats in a violent storm.

With the power of millions of people, such a terrorist attack and such a high-density bombardment, even Saint Laurent of the eight kings is estimated to retreat by three points.

However, it is a pity that the opponent of mokehai is Yang Feng. In the face of such a high-density attack, Yang Feng is still not afraid at all and walks quickly forward, like entering a no man's land.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

When the lightning light and dense attack came, Yang Feng slowly held up one hand, and a huge air flow, like a whirlpool rotating at high speed, madly absorbed the attack power of millions of people in the whirlpool.

The vortex is bigger and bigger, and the rotation speed is faster and faster.

From a distance, it seemed as if Yang Feng was holding a tornado in his hand.

"Waste, waste, you waste are useless. Such a huge army of millions can't deal with a Yang Feng. What am I keeping you for?"

Mokehai was furious and roared loudly.

"Adult, this is not the time to complain. Let's go. Yang Feng is too terrible, otherwise it's too late." His men said anxiously.

"No!"

Mokehai roared and shouted reluctantly, "my million troops, my million brothers, I'm not going anywhere. I'll stand here and work with you..."

Boom!

Just when mokehai wanted to encourage her millions of troops, a violent airflow quickly transformed into millions of troops.

It turned out that the strong airflow in Yang Feng's hand, the whirlpool rotating at high speed, roared into millions of troops.

In fact, his high-speed rotating airflow was formed by the light emitted by millions of troops. Yang Feng just gathered their true Qi together and fought back.

The super huge swirling airflow, after crashing into millions of troops, directly broke the Hunyuan Qi array.

Millions of troops were immediately routed and staggered, with countless deaths and injuries.

On the huge plane, there were dense corpses with bones piled up like mountains.

Those who did not die looked at Yang Feng in fear.

At the moment, in their hearts, Yang Feng is a god of war, an invincible God of war.

"Those who resist die, those who lay down their weapons live."

Yang Fengbing's eyes, like the eyes of God, swept the plain.

"Don't lay down your weapons, nine palaces and eight diagrams array!"

Mokehai roared loudly and ordered his army to continue to resist Yang Feng.

But his orders no longer work.

Poop!

Among the scattered army, I don't know which soldier first threw away his weapons, then knelt on the ground and cried out, "God of war, spare your life."

"God of war, spare your life."

"God of war, spare your life."

More and more voices came, and more and more soldiers knelt down.