Chapter 14: Victory

"I agree." The two raised their hands.

"But... we have a condition!"

Xiao Yang frowned.

"Just say that."

The battle between Xiao Yang and other warriors ceased.

The three of Feng's family also took the initiative to throw their spiritual weapons on the ground, indicating that they did not threaten.

"Don't expose the location of my mother and child."

"Otherwise, even if I die, I won't let you live in peace!"

Xiao Yang heard it suddenly, his face was brilliant, he said with a smile: "You seem to have not figured out the situation now."

"You are about to die, not me! You talk to me about the conditions?"

Xiao Yang paused and said: "It is not important that the violence is not exposed. Because I will send someone to take them over."

"What do you mean?" The two looked surprised.

"Take over and accompany you to the God!"

Xiao Yang snorted, stepped on one foot suddenly, and the fiery sword swept across.

Poof!

In a flash, two bloody heads were thrown out!

In a blink of an eye, there were two more headless bodies on this stone road!

"Consition to me? It's almost death!" Soon, Xiao Yang turned his eyes to Feng San.

Feng San was cold all over, as if misjudged the situation, and subconsciously wanted to pick up the spirit shield placed on the ground.

"Feng San, you won't regret ."

Xiao Yang glanced at others, ignoring his move, but rushed into the battle of other refining warriors behind!

Feng San was left in place, his pupils were a little loose. He don't know if what he just did is correct.

But his current psychological defense line, with the tossing of the two heads, has collapsed completely. The spiritual power in his body has been restored, but there is no courage to want to fight back again.

Rear battle situation.

With Xiao Yang's joining, the balance was broken instantly!

The flaming sword of ordinary items comes out, no matter where you go!

"Dead!" Xiao Yang sneered.

It was only a few breaths, and there were more corpses in Feng's warriors dead heap.

The battle ahead.

Feng Ying's life is not easy. Although it was the middle period of Qifu, but it was facing the siege of three early Qifu warriors, but it could only retreat step by step.

Trio of old people, both offensive and defensive, easy to handle. They did not exert their strength, nor did they intend to fight with Feng Ying.

As long as Feng Ying was contained, they achieved their purpose.

In Xiao'sTown, at the entrance of a small tree-lined courtyard, Feng Tangzheng was lying behind the wooden and stone walls, breathing slightly.

"Call ..."

He pressed his hands against the wall and looked out of the wall, as if looking for a chance to escape.

"These three old and undead, can actually contain the uncle!" Feng Tang was a little irritable!

Left the road, he was blocked, he wanted to escape, but he could not hide the eyes of Xiao Liang and Xiao Ling in the back.

"As long as I can kill an old guy ... I can run out!" Feng Tang pulled out a small blowing arrow from the cuff.

"This blowing arrow contains highly toxic, listening to his father said that it can poison the warrior at the peak of Qifu!" Feng Tang took a deep breath and slowly placed the blowing arrow on the side of the wall.

This blowing arrow is a life-saving thing that Feng Long gave him. This is extremely poisonous, even if it is the peak of Qifu, it will die of heart failure in a few seconds!

What's more special is that this arrow is not blown with your mouth. As long as you gently squeeze and use aura to guide slightly, the poison arrow will break out of the air and pierce the target!

It can be said that this is regarded as a high-end disposable mortal spirit weapon!

If it were not for his life, Feng Tang did not want to take him out, wasting it on an dying old man!

"Must die!" Feng Tang's face showed a gruesome meaning, staring at Xiao Liang.

Xiao Liang sits in a wheelchair, basically has no movement, and the probability of hit is extremely high!

"Pooh!"

As Feng Tang wanted to pinch the arrow, he suddenly felt that his back was cold, an indescribable sense of weakness, swept across the body.

"this is..."

Feng Tang felt a sweetness in his mouth, and a hint of scarlet came out.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of hot blood was sprayed out in an instant, and the whole piece of wood and stone wall was impregnated with deep red color.

"This ..." Feng Tang's pupils are a little loose, he can clearly feel that the life in his body is being lost. The blowing arrow in the hand was subconsciously pinched at the moment of blood spray!

And the arrow penetrated deeply into the ground.

It was just a moment, the green grass curled on the ground instantly became black and gray.

"Cough ..." Feng Tang coughed up again, and turned around hard.

In front of Feng Tang's eyes, is a cold and beautiful face.

When Qianying was beating, the cold temperament made people chill.

"Xiao ... Ying?"

Feng Tang's horrified expression was not fully revealed yet, and he collapsed and fell to the ground.

"Goo ..."

The blood gurgled out of Feng Tang's mouth, obviously, he was dead.

"Pooh!"

Xiao Ying took out the venomous dagger from Feng Tang's body indifferently, and in turn, stabbed into it fiercely.

"You, you should have died long ago ..."

...

On the streets of Xiao Town, the situation is gradually clear.

Blood and corpses were mixed together, and they laid on the bluestone road casually.

Originally with greenery on the bluestone road, at the moment it is a strange red monster.

The blazing sun rises, the dark clouds dissipate, and the bluestone road reflects the red light, dazzling.

"Pooh!"

Reflecting the sun, the last Jianmang flashed across Xiao's Town!

Xiao Yang drew his sword and looked indifferent. He looked at Feng Ying and lay down slowly.

The warriors of the Xiao gathered around, and there was confusion and helplessness in their expressions, but more was joy and excitement!

"This battle, we win!" Xiao Yang raised his long sword, pointed at the sky, shouted loudly, and laughed loudly.

"Yeahhh!" The teenagers around raised their hands and shouted.

In Xiao's Town, door to door, the courtyard door opened. The women and girls walked out of it, with choppy waves in their eyes, and consciously joined the shouting team.

The crowd formed a circle, and Xiao Yang was clustered in the center.

"Xiao Family!"

"Big victory!"

There are more and more people, and the voice is getting louder and louder, and even among them, there are laughter of young children.

Xiao Feng raised his big sword high above his head and said loudly: "Xiao Feng, kill both Feng Jiawu!"

'S side, the Xiao's warriors also realized their own achievements.

"Xiao Qing killed a warrior!"

"Xiao Lian killed a guy!"

Such preaching is not to show off, but to be a momentum, a motivating force for the Xiao to move forward!

In the distance, a girl came slowly with a dead head on her hand.

Her trousers were stained with red and blackened blood.

"Xiao Ying killed one!"

Xiao Yang's heart gave birth to a sense of pride and laughed:

"The battle is just the beginning! The Feng will definitely pay for their actions!"

"We! the great hope of succeeding our ancestors, will must get stronger and stronger!"

"stronger!"

Outside the crowd, Feng Ying leaned against the wooden stone wall and watched quietly, and was also infected by this scene.

"Maybe,it's Feng Long's most wrong decision this time." Feng Ying looked at the scene before him and sighed deeply.