"This son has many powerful men, and there are countless people under his command, but he looks like a playboy, but I don't know which family is the son of a top-notch family.

Junfeng, Ruyi, do you know him?"

Staring at Yang Feng's cross-legged legs that had been swaying, an old man frowned deeply and looked at Jiang Junfeng and the others.

His face was full of condensation, and Liu Ruyi sighed helplessly: "Elder, he is not from a top-notch family!"

"It's not a top-notch family, that's..." "He was the one we met at this Hundred Martial Arts Conference. One seems to be a child from a second-rate family."

Smiling bitterly, Liu Ruyi couldn't help but murmur: "But although he comes from a second-rate family, he is terrible and has a very perverse behavior, which is really elusive."

What... second-rate?

No way?

His body shook, and the elder glanced at the dense figures outside and said incredibly: "Can people from second-rate families bring such terrible combat power?

Are you teasing me?

Such combat power cannot be obtained even if any single super-class family is, at least dozens of combined forces.”

"I don't know this, anyway, this kid's origin is a mystery."

After breathing out a long breath of turbid air, Liu Ruyi chuckled and shook her head, but her eyelids twitched again, and she thought of something: "Hey, by the way, I heard that the evil gods in the end of the world are everywhere. Will he be the one who sells his body to the evil gods?"

"Cults that sell themselves to evil gods can summon so many people to fight?

It seems that the evil god doesn’t have such great power.”

Smacking his lips, the elder said with a suspicion: "At least as far as I know, although there are many cults in this continent, no one is of such a terrible scale."

Then who is he?

When everyone present heard the elder say this, they couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

At this time, Yang Feng saw that there was no movement inside, so he raised his trumpet and shouted: "Listen to the people inside, don't have unrealistic fantasies anymore. Squeezing the gun and surrendering is your only way out so far.

Otherwise, with the strength and number of my army, one person can drown you even if you spit."

It was quiet, as quiet as death, but there was still no movement inside! Yang Feng let out a long breath of turbid air, slowly put down his horn, and shouted: "Come on, spit out one by one, otherwise they would have thought I was bragging, hum."

"Yes, Mr. Yang!"

As soon as he stood up, the commander immediately went down to pass the order. After a while, he saw that the commander soldiers from all directions had their flags unfolded and issued military orders to the entire army.

"Preparation..." Cough! The throats were all in one go, and the ammunition in everyone's mouth had been loaded.

Then, all the messengers' flags issued orders together, spitting! puff puff puff... In an instant, eight billion old phlegm shot out at almost the same time, as if raindrops hit the entire mountain where the world-destroying people were hiding.

Although this mountain range is protected by a powerful barrier, under the old phlegm that looks like hail falling, it still makes a loud bang, and the entire mountain range is rolling and trembling constantly.

Jiang Junfeng and others, who were in the secret room, kept shaking their bodies, their faces were horrified, and layers of dust had already fallen on their heads.

"This... how many people did this guy bring?

Even though one person sputum was blown, our mountain protection barrier almost collapsed.

Then if they really wanted to attack the mountain, wouldn't it be..." The elder shouted in horror, but he didn't finish his words.

Jiang Junfeng heard it and understood what he meant.

The opponent's combat power is probably dozens of times higher than their original estimates.

If the impact force accumulated by each phlegm on the other side is so powerful, if they really start attacking the mountain, wouldn’t they be able to break the barrier and kill in in an instant?

By then, they really don’t even have any resistance, what should they do?

Jiang Junfeng's whole face turned black, his fists clenched loudly, and he cursed in his heart.

Why does this monster always make things difficult for me?

The ghost is not dispersed! Stop! After a round of spitting and humiliating against the opponent, the commander's command flag was displayed and the attack was stopped.

The lush forest that originally surrounded the mountains was now covered by a pool of lakes with strange smells, and built a moat around the mountain.

Feng Yu pinched his nose, looked at Yang Feng with disgust, and then looked at Yang Feng and said, "Aren't you here to rob? Just rush in directly, why do you do such a childish thing as spitting?

Not a kid fighting?"

"Hey, it's childish to spit when one person and two people fight.

Eighty billion people spit together, this is called shock. What does it mean to drown you with one spit? That's it."

With a smile, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a deep light: "There is a cloud of military tactics, and it is the best way to defeat others without fighting.

Now that we have shown our overwhelming combat power to our opponents, their psychological defenses must be almost unable to hold back.

When their heartstrings break, they will definitely come out to surrender. Then we can completely take them down without a single soldier, hehehe."

Why take them down?

Rolling his eyes, Feng Yu glanced at Yang Feng sideways, as if he had thought of something, and snorted: "Are you still thinking about that vixen?"

ah?

"Ah shit!"

He gave him a fierce look and Feng Yu said angrily: "If you weren't afraid that the fox charming boy would be injured by the rioters, why did you take so many turns and make them surrender?

With so many of us rushing in in one breath, we instantly flattened them. By then, we can go home as soon as we take the supplies.

You are now looking forward and careless, obviously wanting to steal the living person. I'm shameless. I'll go back and tell your wife, hum."

I go, why did you learn to set fire to my backyard? You actually want to go to my wife to report it. You obviously haven't been properly qualified yet.

Yang Feng shook his head with laughter and cry, and then suddenly said with a righteous expression: "Feng Yu, don't get me wrong. I think they surrendered automatically, not for that Liu Ruyi, but for fear that they would jump out of the wall and release all the spirit beasts they had grabbed in the Holy Mountain and fight to the death with us."

oh?

With his eyebrows raised, Feng Yu looked at Yang Feng, and his face suddenly became solemn.

"No matter what animal is in this world, rabbits still bite people when they are anxious, let alone these cultivators?"

With a smile, Yang Feng continued to explain: "So the military is taboo, and it is best to catch the opponent in a desperate situation, unless you can absolutely be sure that the other party does not have the capital to fight you.

But now it is obviously not. He has 30,000 to 40,000 sealed spirit beasts in his hands.

Usually they dare not release these ferocious beasts, otherwise they would have perished themselves.

But now we are going to force them too fast, making them feel that there is no way out. They are ruthless and release the spirit beasts and die with us. What should we do?"

This... Feng Yu was silent. Yang Feng sneered and sighed: "Thirty or forty thousand spirit beasts are equivalent to an army of 100,000 divine beasts.

Can our army of 8 billion ordinary monsters withstand it is still a matter of a matter of whether we can withstand it. Even if we hold it, we will definitely suffer heavy losses and will also cause all 30,000 to 40,000 spirit beasts to run away. Can we do this by paying off the wife and losing the army?
Chapter completed!