Mechanical God Emperor

Chapter 213: Yang Feng arrives

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Gerald looked at the three hundred elves who were bound by humiliation, and laughed wildly: "Haha, three hundred elves! This time we can make a lot of money!! These elves are really stupid, they think they are stronger than us, just Dare to fight us! It's so stupid! If they run away in the first place, we have nothing to do with them!"

The thousand casualties of the slave hunting group were not taken care of by Gerald. As long as they have enough money, with their family strength, they can recruit as many as they want.

An Luotaisi also showed a smug smile: "The weakness of the elves is that they are too arrogant! They think that their individual strength is far stronger than us, so they don't put us humans in their eyes. If it weren't for their own strengths. We are strong, how can we stay in place to fight with us? These two little elves have the fighting spirit of the sky knight, and they must not put our little characters who are not even knights in their eyes. But now, they But being captured alive by us, this is the power of our human wisdom."

"They don't want to think about it. We dare to catch them, so naturally we have our own cards. This elf leader is really a big brainless waste." An Luotaisi sneered, as if panicked and said: "No, this The leader of the elves is not a huge breast. Here, this chick from the Crossdale family, who claims to have the beauty of a god, is really a big brainless waste. We were captured alive before we even had time to play our own skills. Another harm. Only when the elf leader is unsure, we can easily capture it alive."

When Belinda heard the words, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her heart was full of regret.

As An Luotaisi said, if Belinda fled directly to the direction of the City of Miracles where Yang Feng was located, this slave-catching group would have no chance at all. She also relied on the strength of the force, and only then dared to fight the fighters of the slave hunting group head-on, but never expected that this human slave hunting group was so cunning and targeted.

If it were in the Forest of Elves, these three hundred elven shooters could fly kites and shoot and kill the four thousand soldiers of the slave hunting group to a breakdown, and their losses would not exceed ten people. Belinda hunted and killed an unknown number of human experts in the battle between the Elven Forest and the human slave hunting group. Even the sky knight-level masters once died under her arrow. However, she was defeated by An Luotaisi and Gerald, two people who were not even a knight, which made her full of regret.

Karina's body trembled, tears of humiliation and regret flowed from her eyes. It was precisely because she was caught in the face of her that Belinda was shaken and captured by her life.

Otherwise, with the strength of Belinda's sky knight, it is entirely possible to smash a blood path from the crowd and escape alone.

Gerald walked to Karina, squatted down, and raised Karina's chin. He was full of excitement: "This chick is the chick of the Corrosdale family who claims to have the beauty of the gods? Sure enough, the skin is tender and tender. Come, bee waist and hips, very charming. Haha!"

The elven beauty of the Crossdale family is a peerless beauty that even the emperors of the great empires will be tempted. Gerald naturally wanted to take a closer look at Karina's face.

Suddenly, a long sword passed directly through Gerald's chest, and a drop of blood dripped down the tip of the sword to the ground.

Gerald clutched his chest, coughed up a big mouthful of blood, stared at An Luotaisi in horror, and trembled: "Why?"

"It turned out to be a rare right heart owner." Anrotes frowned slightly, and then smiled: "Gerald, don't you think that there are so many elves, two people are really too few. Is it? So, please go and die!"

An Luotaisi drew his long sword, and a large amount of blood spurted out of Gerald's chest and spilled onto the ground. Immediately after he waved his long sword, he cut off Gerald's head incomparably, and at the same time sternly shouted: "Do it!"

The private soldiers who belonged to An Luotaisi had been mentally prepared for a long time, suddenly attacked, and swung their swords at the comrades who had just fought side by side.

Gerald's private soldiers were caught off guard, and most of them were killed at once. The remaining private soldiers knew that there was no reason to survive. They gritted their teeth and fought wildly with Anrotes' private soldiers. Together.

The magic apprentice on Gerald's side was attacked by An Luotaisi's private soldiers in the first place, and was killed in seconds when they met. On the other hand, Anrotes' private soldiers had magical apprentices to help out, slaying Gerald's soldiers frantically, and their advantages expanded like a snowball.

Some of Gerald's private soldiers who wanted to escape were also retained by the magical apprentices.

A Gerald’s private soldier screamed and screamed: "An Luotaisi, you dare to kill our only son of Earl Abbet, he will never let you go! You will be together with your family, all Everyone will be killed by our Earl Abbet."

"Then you don't have to worry about it! I dedicate this elves of the Corrosdale family who possesses the beauty of gods to your majesty, and your majesty will definitely bestow me a knighthood above the hereditary earl. In addition to these three hundred elven beauties, I am absolutely fine. Weave a powerful network in the imperial capital. I think, Earl Abbet, dare not make trouble in the imperial capital! As long as you give me a few years, Earl Abbet is nothing!"

"Finally, thank you for being my stepping stone and helping me to take a solid step to the top of the pinnacle of power! You are no longer worthwhile, and now you can all die." Elder's private soldier smiled slightly.

In the last scream, Gerald's private soldiers were beheaded to death.

After seeing his private soldiers beheading Gerald's private soldiers to death, Anrotes smiled on his face, patted his hands and said: "Okay! My dearest subordinates, except for these two In addition to the elves, you can choose ten of the other elves as your reward. Of course, dear apprentices of magic, each of you can also go and choose one elves."

The private soldiers of An Luotaisi who had already smashed their eyes all let out a cheer.

Ten elves, that is more than ten times stronger than the one promised by Gerald.

The magic apprentices who followed An Luotaisi also beamed their eyes, and looked at the elves wantonly, revealing a greedy color.

Although the status of those magic apprentices is high, there is a huge gap between them and the official status of magicians. They are not qualified to enjoy the existence of elf slaves.

The elves kept struggling one by one, tears of pain and humiliation flowed from their eyes. They all knew how terrible and tragic it would be to fall into human hands as a slave.

"That's not good, these elves are my friends!"

At this moment, Yang Feng's voice came from a distance from the sky.

An Luotaisi's face suddenly changed, and he looked up.

Everyone present looked up at the sky.

I saw Yang Feng stepping on a magic carpet, and his body was covered with a layer of holiness and radiance, like the incarnations of gods walking on the world, descending from the sky and flying towards this side.

"Chaken! Shoot him down!" Anrotes shouted loudly, and at the same time his body quickly stepped back and retreated into the guarding crowd.

An archer with a ground knight's cultivation base took a step forward, vindictive gushing, bowed the bow, and an arrow shot directly towards Yang Feng like a meteor.

Cang!

With a crisp sound, the third-level secret treasure holy light sword on Yang Feng's waist was instantly unsheathed.

Yang Feng casually smashed the bow and arrow with a sword, and directly shook the bow and arrow to pieces.

An Luotaisi was stunned, and murmured: "How is this possible? Isn't it only a god-born or demigod-level powerhouse that can do it? He is just a great magician, and he is Humans, how can it be possible to cultivate both magic and martial arts!!!"

The elves on the ground were also stunned, unable to believe their eyes.

On the plane of Fesuo, because of the existence of the magic net covering the entire plane, the magicians on the entire plane will forget the magic that they remembered the day before. Under such circumstances, the magician has no time to practice magic, and has no energy to practice martial arts. The stronger the magician, the weaker the body is basically.

This is also the reason why the human warlocks on the blue plane despise the various cultivation inheritance of other planes. In addition to the way of the gods, there are only those ancient and powerful existences such as demons, ancient demons, and ancient demons that can compete with the human warlocks on the blue plane.

Yang Feng shook slightly, jumped off the magic carpet, and blessed him with a light feather technique.

The private soldiers of An Luotaisi quickly stepped forward and surrounded Yang Feng.

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth raised slightly, and deep in his eyes, a touch of red flashed, and the killing divinity kept trembling, the blood was boiling, and he took a step forward and took a sword!

Blood flashes one after another, and the private soldiers of An Luotaisi who stood in front of Yang Feng automatically split their bodies into two parts, spraying blood all over.

Those blood splashed, but Yang Feng's body was always covered with a vitality field, and as soon as the blood touched his vitality field, it was directly bounced away.

Sword out, invincible!

No one can stop Yang Feng's sword edge.

On that ground, Karina and Belinda looked at Yang Feng walking in the crowd, and they were deeply attracted, and their eyes couldn't leave him at all.

In the crowd, Yang Feng seemed to turn killing into an art, exuding a dangerous and mysterious charm. That is the fusion of the blood of the Slaughter God and the Black Dragon, coupled with Yang Feng's continuous maturation and transformation, exuding the magical charm.

The blood in Yang Feng's body was boiling, but his battle was very calm. With every sword, he had a deeper understanding of the swordsmanship, and the killing power would also increase.