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He had actually fallen into despair.

Along the way, because Feng Lin was the closest to Feng Ming in terms of age, their relationship was even better than it was in the past when they were in Feng Family. Seeing that Feng Ming had no strength to resist it, he was a little anxious and couldn't help but take a step towards Feng Zhi.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Feng Zhiling.

Feng Lai looked at Feng Ming's current state carefully, then turned to Feng Zhi, "Feng Ming, are you going to break through?"

Feng Zhi nodded.

Hearing that Feng Ming was about to make a breakthrough, Feng Lin immediately swallowed the words that were about to leave his mouth.

Breaking through to the next level was extremely important to a martial artist. Naturally, they would not allow anyone to disturb them.

While the others also understood why Feng Zhi wanted Feng Ming to go up alone.

It was actually not difficult for someone like Feng Ming who had accumulated for a long time to break through. Even without the appearance of these people, as long as he found a quiet place for Feng Ming, he would probably be able to break through within a night.

However, if he could feel some pressure during the breakthrough, not only would his breakthrough be faster, it would also make it easier to stabilize his foundation.

In short, to Feng Ming, these ten-odd people were his stepping stones. The pressure these ten-odd people brought him, would completely transform into an impetus for his breakthrough, allowing him to lay his foundation for his future even more quickly.

Feng Zhi naturally would not let such a good thing slip by for no reason.

After realizing this, everyone turned to look at Feng Ming and the ten over people fighting. They were much less worried, but they were more looking forward to it now.

They were all from the same clan, so the power of any one of them being strong was a good thing. Adding on to the two times they had traveled together, they had already formed an extremely deep friendship with each other.

As for Feng Ming, he was painfully holding on right now.

But right now, there were more than ten warriors of the same level as him, and there was even one or two who were stronger than him. Even though he had three heads and six arms, after a short while, his forehead was drenched in sweat that was as big as beans.

However, even so, Feng Ming was not discouraged.

He didn't know what was going on with him. He only felt that the blood in his body was boiling, clamoring to defeat all the enemies in front of him. There was also a torrent of blood surging in his heart, causing him to not know where to vent.

Because he was stopped by these people who were doing work for him, Feng Lai suddenly felt that he was a little stretched out. Moreover, there were several wounds on his body, and bright red blood flowed out of them, causing the heat in Feng Ming's heart to become more and more intense.

This was probably the first time Feng Ming suffered such an injury when he grew up.

Even though cultivation in Feng Family could be considered cruel, in Feng Family, no matter if it was an opponent of the same generation or a member of the same generation, everyone was from the same race.

However, it was different now. These people were real enemies. They would not have any thoughts of showing mercy.

Therefore, the wounds on Feng Ming's body continued to increase, and the amount of blood flowing out of his body also continued to increase.

Following the bleeding, Feng Ming's chest seemed to ignite into flames as he once again slashed with his sword towards Su Yun. Borrowing the momentum, Feng Ming raised his head slightly and subconsciously let out a furious roar.

"Roar …"

Then, under the surprised looks of the big fellows, Feng Lai's face suddenly contorted, as if he was suffering from some kind of huge pain. Afterwards, an invisible force spread out from Feng Ming's body.

The large men all stared with wide eyes.

They had previously felt such an aura from their boss. This brat actually broke through and advanced to the next level?

They had never heard of anyone being promoted during a battle before, but now, it was happening right under their noses.

Without waiting for them to regain their senses and continue attacking, Feng Ming had already calmed down. He took a deep breath, and felt the new energy surging in his body after his advancement, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, "Now, it's my turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword and rushed out.

For example, Feng Ming, although there was only one level between a peak Martial Master and a Martial General, after a Martial General became a Martial General, their strength would be incomparable to a Martial Master.

The previous Feng Ming was completely suppressed by these dozens of big fellows, and felt that his hands and feet were tied. But after he levelled up, the feeling of being bound completely disappeared, and was replaced with a type of freedom that worked perfectly well.

Once again, he swung his sword horizontally. The sword Qi that was much sharper than before shot out in a fan-like shape. The men in front of him all paled, and at the same time, they chose to use their weapons to block.

"Clang!"

"Bang …"

"Dingdang …"

A series of crisp sounds rang out, and in the next moment, several broken blades and broken swords appeared on the ground.

This was something that the previous Feng Ming couldn't do no matter what. But now, it was just a single strike.

Only now did he realize that his own strength had been restricted previously, so he had not been able to bring out the advantage in this sword in front of him.

Realizing that, even though there were still many wounds on his body, and a lot of bloodstains, Feng Ming was still in high spirits. He was like a tiger who had just entered a flock of sheep, without showing any mercy, he waved his sword and rushed towards the big sized men.

These men were not ruthless people. Realizing that they were no match, they were all frightened to the point that their gall had been broken. How could they still resist? Most of them just passively resisted. Some even turned around and ran away …

A motley crowd!

This was Feng Ming's evaluation of these people.

However, when he thought about how he was suppressed by this group of people earlier, Feng Ming felt extremely displeased. He was not feeling well, and naturally wanted to vent his anger on these people, Feng Ming did not hold back at all, and in just a short while, he had already beat up all the people in front of him who did not have any fighting spirit left.

He didn't kill them, so even though they all fell to the ground, they were still injured and didn't die.

In the end, the only one left standing was the leader.

Of course, he could still stand, not because Feng Ming found him easy to deal with and show mercy to, but because he did not join the battle at all, and had instead led his subordinates to surround and attack Feng Ming.

After finishing all the people, Feng Ming looked at the leader coldly.