Aben was stunned when he heard Feng Yiyang's words.

  The fourteenth prince has always known that he was sent by His Majesty to monitor his fine work?

   But why?

  Since he knew that he was here to monitor his fine work, why would he still obey him and obey every word?

   If it weren't for the identity of the two of them, others who saw them would probably think that he was the master, and the fourteenth prince was the servant!

   Looking at Aben's unbelievable expression, Feng Yiyang said blankly, "You haven't done anything to make me sorry, so I pretended not to know anything."

  If the evil and poisonous old man knew that he found out that Aben was sent by Feng Wuying to monitor him, I was afraid that Aben would be killed because of the failure of the mission. He just didn’t want him to be executed by Feng Wuying because of this.

   "Your Highness..." Aben pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

   His Highness was so tolerant to him, but he leaked His Highness's news to His Majesty, and he was chased and killed by the people sent by His Majesty!

   Compared to His Highness, he is simply a scumbag!

   "His Royal Highness, everything is Aben's fault! You should leave here quickly, the Cheetah Legion will chase after him!" Aben looked at Feng Yiyang apologetically, and urged him to leave here.

   "Do you think we can get away now?" Bei Gongxue hummed.

   There are at least 300 people here, and they are only a hundred miles away from their current location.

  Although the special environment of Mianshan has slowed down the teleportation speed of those people, they can reach the distance of hundreds of miles in less than a minute.

   Hearing Bei Gongxue's words, Aben's expression changed, and he said with a look of pain and remorse: "His Royal Highness, hurry up, go as far as you can, Aben is sorry for you, I will apologize with death!"

   "Shut up, what doesn't die, if you want to die, someone else will die!" Bei Gongxue scolded.

   Then, Bei Gongxue and others began to act.

   After setting up a magic formation here, Bei Gongxue and others stood guard on their respective sides, waiting for the arrival of the Cheetah Legion!

   After more than ten seconds, a piercing whistling sound came, and more than 300 more people quickly brushed the ground.

   "My lord, it's strange, the water mirror shows that the Fourteenth Prince is clearly here, why can't he see him?" a team member asked.

"Hey, Feng Yiyang is a killing machine trained by the evil old man, how can he find it so easily? He must know that we are here, so he is hiding in the dark and waiting to attack us! Notify everyone, be careful Come on, don't get too far!" The leader of the Cheetah Legion shouted.

   In the early years, in order to test his training results, the old man of evil poison specially put Feng Yiyang and the people of the Cheetah Legion against each other. As a result, in that battle, almost half of the people of the Cheetah Legion died!

   Since then, the requirements for recruiting members of the Cheetah Legion have suddenly increased a lot, and warriors who are not martial arts or above can no longer join the Cheetah Legion.

   The advantage of increasing the requirements for joining the group is that the Cheetah Legion has gradually become the most well-equipped and the strongest legion in the Fengying Empire today!

   This time, His Majesty asked their Cheetah Legion to come to hunt down the Fourteenth Prince, which also gave them a chance to be ashamed!

Thinking of the blood loss that the Cheetah Legion ate in Feng Yiyang's hands a few years ago, the old players who participated in the previous competition all had their eyes hard. This time, they will definitely cut off Feng Yiyang's head to pay homage to those who were hit by him The heroic soul of the slain brother!

  The members of the Cheetah Legion were back to back, walking cautiously in the jungle, looking for Feng Yiyang's hiding place.

  Suddenly, the people of the Cheetah Legion noticed a terrifying coercion pressing down from above them.

   "No, there are beasts! Get out of the way!" the leader of the legion shouted.

   But, it's too late!

  The gluttonous clown had already opened his mouth wide in the fantasy, waiting for their arrival. If Bei Gongxue had not allowed him to speak before the enemy entered the trap, the clown would have rushed over excitedly and devoured the people of the Cheetah Legion.

   "Whoosh---"

  The furious wind sounded in the ears of everyone in the Cheetah Legion, and many of the members who were startled were swayed by this suction. If some people hadn't reacted quickly and put their weapons in the ground and grasped them tightly, they would have been sucked into the mouth by the clown and become food in his stomach.

"what!"

   In the chaos, there were constant screams, and many people who were half a beat slow in their response, their bodies were continuously pulled back by the powerful suction, and after rolling on the ground a few times, they rolled directly into the clown's mouth.

   As for the other people who were lying on the ground with their weapons on their backs and didn't dare to move, they suddenly groaned, and then tumbled and fell into the clown's mouth.

   Seeing this scene, the head of the Cheetah Legion felt a chill in his heart.

   It's not good to be a teacher!

   They haven't found the shadow of the Fourteenth Prince yet, so dozens of people died inexplicably!

   "Everyone, be careful, hold the big tree tightly, and if you can retreat, retreat quickly!" The leader shouted loudly, but the shout was torn apart in the storm caused by the clown.

   And just after he finished shouting the words to retreat, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

   Years of fighting instinct made the legion leader roll to the ground like a conditioned reflex, barely avoiding the attack.

   While the ground was rolling, the legion leader also grabbed the weapon and swung it in the direction of the attack.

  “Clang---”

   The sound of the long sword looking at the iron made the legion leader startled.

   This voice, he will never forget this voice for the rest of his life!

   This is the sound of Feng Yiyang's giant sword being hit!

   stood up on the spot, and the legion leader's back had blue veins, and he swung a long sword and slashed at Feng Yiyang's shadow.

   "The Fourteenth Prince, come to the decisive battle! This time, Wang Zhen won't lose to you again!" Wang Zhen, the leader of the Cheetah Legion, shouted.

There is a scar that is more than five inches long on his face, which makes his expression at the moment look very terrifying. With Wang Zhen's own conditions, he could have removed the scar that looked like a centipede on his face. , However, because this scar was left on his face by Feng Yiyang four years ago, he has been reluctant to remove this scar!

   And every time he reached out to touch the scar, he would tell himself: One day, I will kill Feng Yiyang and avenge this sword!

  Feng Yiyang just snorted softly, and immediately pulled out the giant sword and chopped it down at Wang Zhen.

   "Clang Dang Dang---"

  The swords collided and dazzling fireworks burst out.

   In just a few seconds, Feng Yiyang has stabbed no less than a thousand swords, and each sword is cut off against Wang Zhen's death point.

   And Wang Zhen was already sweating profusely at this moment.

   Although it was only a few seconds, but still, he has walked back and forth in **** more than a dozen times.

   If it wasn't for the past few years, he spent every day in battle, and now he would have become a corpse!

   And this time, he realized more and more how terrible Feng Yiyang was!

   As expected of a fighting machine developed by the evil old man, this growth rate is simply too terrifying!

   However, he can't fall down yet!

   Such a terrifying Feng Yiyang, if he aimed his sword at the Fengying Empire in the future, the empire would surely be disturbed by him!

   He must die now!

   With this thought in mind, Wang Zhen's eyes were filled with determination.

   "Ahhh---"

   After a long whistle, all the armor on Wang Zhen's body collapsed.

   Huge chunks of muscles were exposed on Wang Zhen's upper body. Those muscles with terrifying explosive power were now bulging like stiff rocks.

   "Fourteenth Prince, die!"

   Wang Zhen shouted loudly, holding a long sword and beheading Feng Yiyang.

"brush---"

  A blue light streamed out from Wang Zhen's blade, as fast as a star piercing the sky.

   Seeing the fleeting blue light, Bei Gongxue's heart suddenly lifted.

   The opponent is already a **** of war!

  Feng Yiyang, he is still Martial Saint now!

   "Don't worry about him, Feng Yiyang's strength is many times stronger than what he looks like on the surface!" First Wentian said in Bei Gongxue's ear.

Feng Yiyang's talent is not inferior to Xue'er. Although he has been over-exploited by the evil old man over the past few years, after Xue'er's treatment, the pain he suffered before has become the capital for his improvement. !

   It can be seen from the fact that he killed the monster kangaroo with one person in the secret realm of Prajna, Feng Yiyang is probably the one who can hide his strength the most.

After the    blue light flashed, there was a slight clicking sound in everyone's ears.

   Everyone couldn't help but look up.

   However, what they saw in front of them made everyone widen their eyes.

  I saw that the long knife in Wang Zhen's hand suddenly broke from the middle, and the blade fell to the ground with a "smack".

   And after the blade fell, a string of bright red blood suddenly appeared between Wang Zhen's eyebrows.

  The blood slid down Wang Zhen's eyebrows and along the tip of his nose, and then, Wang Zhen fell back straight beside him.

   "Chief!"

   Seeing this, the members of the Cheetah Legion could not help but cry out in horror.

How could this be? Their powerful leader died like this?

  Is this world fantastic? No, they must have seen a hallucination!

   These people are indeed still in hallucinations at the moment, but the scene they see is real.

   "Whoosh---"

  Suddenly, there was flying sand and rocks around, gravel and dead branches and leaves swept together, and greeted the people of the Cheetah Legion.

"what!!"

   The screams continued one after another, and many of the team members whose vision was blurred by the sudden scene were all killed by Bei Gongxue and others.

   However, elites are elites after all. Although they have experienced terrifying failures, the rest of the people reacted quickly and began to wave their weapons indiscriminately for self-defense, so as not to know how they died.

   "Number ninety-nine, release the color python, hurry up, release the color python!" In the chaos, someone exclaimed.

   And as soon as these words fell, a terrifying divine beast pressure came from a team member who had been holding the big tree and did not let go.

I saw a colorful python with the thickness of an arm and a length of about seven or eight meters wrapped around the man, and its double white snake pupils were coldly looking at Bei Gongxue and others who were constantly hunting the members of the Cheetah Legion through the illusion. .

   [Sorry, I fell asleep when I turned around yesterday, I was going to squint for a while, but it was the next day after squint, Σ(°△°|||)︴]