Three Kingdoms: King Skin

Under Liu Feng's pursuit, this elite yellow turban suffered heavy losses.

But the leader still only cared about running forward, and had no intention of returning to besiege Liu Feng.

Liu Feng didn't care about this, which made it more convenient for him to hunt the yellow scarf.

Liu Feng didn't know how long he had been chasing and killing, and now there were less than half of the people left in this Yellow Turban elite.

When Liu Feng looked up, he found that he had appeared at the foot of a hillside.

On the left side of the hillside is a barren meadow, which is not easy to spot if an ambush is set up in this area.

Thinking of this, Liu Feng frowned slightly, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

Looking

at the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers in front of him, Liu Feng hesitated, not knowing whether he should continue to catch up.

On the one hand, there is the temptation of bonds and experience, and on the other hand, there is your own safety.

At this moment, sharp arrows shot out of the barren meadow.

Dense, black pressed patch, making people's scalp tingle at a glance.

"Sure enough, there was an ambush.

Liu Feng's eyes were cold, under such a dense rain of arrows, even if it was flashing, it was not much use.

He wielded the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and danced into a purple light cluster in front of him, shattering all the arrows that poured down within a kilometer.

Want to rely on archers to consume my physical strength?Liu

Feng grinned, his eyes full of evil.

Resist the rain of arrows, and you don't need to use martial arts at all.

Normal attacks, that's enough.

And under the effect of the passive skill of gluttonous bloodline, Liu Feng's ordinary attack will not only not consume physical strength, but will restore the consumed physical strength at a rate of 1 physical strength per second.

At this time, you can see the horror of gluttonous bloodlines.

Any other general, even a peerless general, would be in a very dangerous situation in the face of such a dense rain of arrows.

As long as the opponent's arrows are sufficient, they can use up the general's physical strength and kill them.

Of course, this is only theoretical.

After all, no warrior will stand still, competing with the enemy for arrows and the cost of stamina.

And for Liu Feng, a battle like this can last for a very long time.

While Liu Feng was engrossed in resisting the attack of the rain of arrows, many Yellow Turban soldiers appeared on the hillside on the right.

At some point, they brought in a lot of boulders and put them on the top of the hill and pushed them down fiercely.

The boulder rolled down and smashed against the mountain wall with a rumbling sound.

Liu Feng glanced back, and the cold murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

At this time, he was within the attack range of the falling rock.

In order to kill him, these yellow scarves really went to great lengths.

What's even more tragic is that the ordinary war horse under the crotch finally held on for too long, and was shot by several arrows, let out a terrible wail, and fell to the ground softly.

Liu Feng's body took off and jumped up from his warhorse.

The movements in his hands did not pause at all, and he was still dancing quickly with Fang Tian's halberd, smashing all the arrows that attacked.

Bang!

Liu Feng landed steadily, glanced at the war horse that was shot to death, and then ran forward.

Ahead was the barren meadow that was taller than a man, and he didn't know how many troops were hidden inside, but now he couldn't care so much, so he could only rush forward.

For behind him, countless boulders were falling and rolling towards him.

The boulder rolled extremely fast and soon caught up.

Feeling the movement behind him, Liu Feng turned around and slashed out with a halberd.

"Fang Tian Painting Slash!" The

terrifying purple blade slashed out quickly, splitting the half-human-high boulder that was rolling towards him in half.

Then, he ran forward again.

Finally, he rushed into the barren meadow, and he was no longer visible outside.

Under the action of inertia, the falling rocks also rolled into the barren grass, overwhelming a large area of barren grass, and continued to roll forward.

Liu Feng ran through the barren meadow, occasionally turning around and smashing the boulders rolling towards him.

Suddenly, a cold air came in front of him, but it was a cold and shining big knife slashing towards him.

Liu Feng was not surprised, and a Yellow Turban soldier appeared, indicating that he had rushed into the ambush site of the Yellow Turban.

At this point, the boulders could no longer endanger themselves.

After all, the Yellow Turban will not ambush within the attack range of the falling rock, so I am afraid that he will not be able to attack himself, and the Yellow Turban himself will be hit by the falling stone first.

Sure enough, as he expected, the boulder gradually stopped when it was still a foot away from the ambush site.

Liu Feng grinned, and Fang Tian's halberd slashed forward.

He didn't use a martial art, just a normal attack.

However, the sharpness of Fang Tian's halberd, coupled with his strength as high as 53.6 in close combat.

A normal attack is enough to kill these Yellow Turban elites in an instant.

And the hunting in the past few days not only promoted Liu Feng to the third level, but also allowed him to gain rich combat experience.

Even in this barren grassland where you can't see your surroundings clearly, you can evade and counterattack enemies through your keen senses and reactions.

A terrible scream resounded through the sky, and blood splattered out, staining the grass red.

Liu Feng ran back and forth in the barren grassland, while Fang Tian waved his halberd and killed one yellow scarf after another.

The screams came and went, and the smell of blood wafted in the wind, which was disgusting.

Liu Feng didn't know how long he had been killed, and it wasn't until the mechanical sound of the system sounded that he suddenly realized that he had actually upgraded again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for reaching level 4 and obtaining the skill Demon God to descend into the world.

Liu Feng grinned and looked up to the sky and laughed: "From this moment on, the battlefield will be dominated by me."

And I will be the nightmare of your life.

His voice traveled far and wide, drifting into the ears of almost every Yellow Turban soldier, sending chills through their hearts.

What kind of monster are they facing, fighting for so long, and still so energetic.

On the contrary, they already feel a little mentally exhausted because of the high concentration of their minds for a long time.

"Narrow the circle of defense. The

voice of the yellow turban leader came from his ears, and he obviously heard Liu Feng's voice, wanting to narrow the defensive circle and narrow the range of Liu Feng's activities.

Liu Feng showed a wicked smile on his face, and hurried away in the direction from which the voice came from.

After a moment, it suddenly became clear that all the wild grass in front of him had been removed, and hundreds of archers were waiting for them.

In front of the archers, there were also hundreds of Yellow Turban elites, guarding with broadswords.

At the rear, there was a yellow turban leader riding a war horse.

And between Liu Feng and this batch of yellow turban elites, there is a deep pit about four zhang wide and more than one zhang deep.

The pit was filled with many sharp branches, and if they fell, they would have to shed their skin if they did not die.

And in the rear, there were countless Yellow Turban soldiers who surrounded from all directions.