Forging The Path To Godliness

　　　　 "Support is coming!"

　　 A roar almost spread throughout the entire battlefield.

　　 Except for some people who had already fought to the point of madness, everyone else looked in the direction of the sound in unison.

　　 Ye Feng standing in the forefront was very conspicuous. All the people of the Yuk tribe were shocked when they saw him, but on the contrary, the other tribes were quite nervous.

　　 Of course, it was just nervous, after all, only a few people really knew Ye Feng's strength.

　　 "Go!"

　　As soon as he arrived on the battlefield, Crower led the people from the Godforge Tribe to rush up without saying a word.

　　 And after Ye Feng released a few fireballs, he went to the rear. For the battlefield, the magician was much more important than the knight.

　　 Without restrictions, the magician is simply a battlefield killing machine.

　　 "Mr. Ye Feng, thank you for your help!" A scarred Yuk tribe elder came to him.

　　 He had just killed an enemy elder, and he had almost completely lost his combat effectiveness. He finally got out of the battlefield with the help of others.

　　 "It's okay, how can I say that we are also friends, it is okay to help each other."

　　 Ye Feng smiled and bowed, looked at each other up and down, and said with concern, "How is your health, let me give you some medicine."

　　 "It's okay...just need to recover."

　　 The other party smiled and said, "You don't need to be concerned about external injuries. I have taken medicine for internal injuries."

　　 Ye Feng nodded and did not speak any more, turned around to release the magic.

　　 What people say is also an elder. In this case, he will not be hypocritical. He said that he doesn't need it, but he doesn't need it.

　　 Although the Yuk tribe is not strong, it is also a dwarf tribe. Those who are proficient in forging will not be too poor.

　　 There should be no shortage of medicines... Except for the top medicines, trauma medicines on the battlefield won't work.

　　 "I am here to protect you."

　　 The elder smiled and said jokingly, "By the way, I can still get lazy here to recover."

　　 After all, protecting magicians is basically common sense-there are not many people who are both knights and magicians like Ye Feng.

　　 Ye Feng doesn't like to go up and go hand-to-hand, so there are not many people who know his true strength, plus magic is indeed powerful, so in the eyes of others, he is a simple and powerful magician.

"maybe."

　　 Ye Feng didn't refuse the other party's kindness, saying it was a rest. In fact, the elder had already been vigilant long ago to prevent sneak attacks.

　　 Ye Feng's appearance is so high-profile, the enemy will naturally not let him go. This is a powerful magician. If he is allowed to keep attacking, unless all the six tribes are dispatched, sooner or later he will be killed by Ye Feng.

　　 "I live and die."

　　 Ye Feng snorted coldly, a fireball appeared out of thin air and blasted at a dwarf not far from him.

　　 "An intermediate knight, since he dared to rush up so straight..."

　　 The elder shook his head slightly, and said with a laugh, "This is too courageous, even if it is fast, the difference is too big."

　　 At this moment, a black shadow appeared behind Ye Feng, and the dagger quietly pierced Ye Feng's waist.

　　 "Heh...the same sentence."

　　 Ye Feng can actually block with the armor on his body, but he still didn't have a wave, but quickly turned sideways, raising his knee and hitting the opponent's wrist hard.

"Snapped!"

　　 The huge force drove the dagger into the air, and Ye Feng quickly cut the back of the opponent's neck with one hand, and the dwarf just snorted and fell on the ground.

　　 Ye Feng's strength just now was enough to kill him.

"This……"

　　 The elder glanced at the dwarf on the ground and shook his head, "As expected of Mr. Ye Feng, the strength is really strong...I am afraid there are not many such dwarf killers in a tribe, let alone this kind of strength."

　　 The vast majority of dwarves’ talents are forging, and this kind of assassination is probably not going to appear in more than ten years.

　　 "His strength is not weak...If I hadn't been prepared, I'm afraid he would make me feel embarrassed."

　　 Ye Feng glanced at the corpse on the ground, and shook his head, "They were clever but they were mistaken by cleverness... After seeing the man who sent to death, I was already wary.

　　 "Unexpectedly, they actually have people who are willing to sacrifice themselves just to lower my vigilance."

"Pity……"

　　The elder sighed, "Although talent is not forging, such a person is probably a treasure in every tribe... Now he died silently, so humiliating."

　　 "Okay, don't be sorry, you are not worried about the people in your tribe?"

　　 Ye Feng's frequency of releasing magic has been much lower, no matter how much he is alone, his firepower is limited after all.

　　 But there are more and more people on the other side... I'm afraid this is going to be a full effort.

　　 "It's useless to worry about me."

　　 The elder smiled and shook his head, "I don't think Mr. Ye Feng is very nervous... He should be prepared, he is from the City of Chaos?"

　　 Ye Feng leaned against the City of Chaos, and this time only he and the people from the Godcasting Tribe were here, which is quite strange.

　　 "They should be coming soon."

　　 Ye Feng glanced at the direction of the City of Chaos~www.ltnovel.com~ and then retracted his gaze and said lightly, "After all, they are all elites and their speed will not be slow."

　　 Ye Feng had to take care of the people in the Shenzhu tribe when he arrived. If he rushed over by himself, it would be troublesome to be ambushed.

　　 Although he is strong, he almost overturned the car before. At that time, there were only three tribes.

　　 Ye Feng just finished speaking, suddenly smiled, and said to himself: "I really said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived."

　　 "Mr. Ye Feng, who is Cao Cao?"

　　 "...you don't have to worry about it."

　　 Yes, the people from the City of Chaos are here.

　　 "Brothers charge!"

　　 As Ye Feng said, all the elites came.

　　 Although there are only a few dozen in number, in terms of combat effectiveness, each of them is no weaker than the assassin just now.

　　 Not to mention that they are still wearing mechanical armor.

　　 The one at the forefront was Buzikerz. He rushed into the battlefield with an extremely arrogant attitude, like a **** of war, wherever he reached, dwarves would fall down.

　　 "In such a hurry, he is not afraid of killing the wrong person..."

　　 Ye Feng spit out involuntarily, then looked behind the six tribes, "They should also withdraw."

　　 After all, fighting again is really desperate. This is a battle for the entire tribe. The opponent is just coming to grab the blueprint and will never be willing to pay such a high price.

　　 Sure enough, it didn't take long before the opponent's people began to evacuate - or flee.

　　 "If you can't catch up, don't chase it."

　　 Seeing this, Ye Feng also yelled, stopping some of the red-eyed people.

　　 Although it seems to be running away, the opponent's combat power is still there. If you really want to fight, you don't know who will win.

　　 One is quality, and the other is quantity.