"Stop, you don't need to die in vain!"

Ye Linghao stood in the wind, giving people the feeling of an insurmountable mountain.

Wow! With several sounds of breaking winds, three tough figures flashed around He Nanfeng.

It is Zhang Yi, Zhang Bufan, and Zhang Huaian.

He Nanfeng indeed stopped, staring at them with vigilance, and his body was filled with a blood-red aura, like a demon-beaten beast.

He tried his best, not only did he take blood potions, but he was still no match for Ye Linghao.

Now, he has been surrounded. Even if he has high martial arts cultivation, it is difficult for him to escape from the hands of so many masters! Zhang Bufan stood with his sword and smiled faintly: "You surrender, otherwise you will die miserably!"

For He Nanfeng, the other party's sarcastic voice sounded very annoying.

But soon, He Nanfeng's attention was attracted by Zhang Yi, and he said in surprise: "How could you be here?"

Ga?

Hearing this, Zhang Yi was stunned. What does this sentence mean?

Why can't I be here?

Ye Linghao looked up at Zhang Yi and asked, "Is the spy the bull's nose?"

"Yes, he is not a real person who is not a real person who is not enlightened!"

Zhang Yi nodded and explained: "That guy was faked by the Jiang family, but I solved it!"

What?

As soon as these words were spoken, He Nanfeng's expression suddenly changed, and the eyes of his eyes looking at Zhang Yi were filled with a hint of deep fear.

As the head of the Gods Headquarters, he knew very well who the spy was. He was a super expert of the Jiang family who came with a Miao knife and fell in Zhang Yi's hands?

Although he couldn't believe it, Zhang Yi had already appeared here, which shows that the master of the Jiang family is in danger.

"Snatch it!"

Zhang Yi sacrificed the Soul-Broken Sword and smiled coldly.

He could see at a glance the despair in He Nanfeng's eyes.

Sometimes, when people are forced to do something crazy.

So, they dare not relax their vigilance now.

He Nanfeng trembled slightly twice, and his eyes looked around, wanting to find a way to break through and escape.

He was soon disappointed... Now, there are only two ways to choose from.

He surrendered and fought with them! Seeing the madness in He Nanfeng's eyes, Ye Linghao's heart tightened and said in a deep voice: "He Nanfeng, do you want to sacrifice yourself for the sake of the god?"

"What's wrong?"

He Nanfeng had red eyes, and he roared angrily, and the blood-red aura spread all over his body rose into the sky.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the thunder roared constantly.

He had made a decision and had to take a cushion before he died! Thinking of this, He Nanfeng looked at Zhang Yi not far away, and he smiled grimly, turning into a strong wind and swept up.

"Why are you?"

Seeing He Nanfeng rushing towards him, Zhang Yiman sighed carelessly and felt disappointed.

"Die for me!"

He Nanfeng's cold eyes stared at Zhang Yi, and his palm power was also emitting a steady stream.

Bang! At the critical moment, Zhang Yi held the Soul-Breaking Sword and blocked his chest, and the surging palm power also hit the Soul-Breaking Sword.

He Nanfeng was about to lift his internal strength and exert his full strength, but suddenly he found that his internal strength was losing at an extremely fast speed... "What's going on?

Why did my internal strength lose..." He Nanfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he soon discovered that his internal strength had been absorbed by Zhang Yi... Drink! Zhang Yi's qi sinks into his dantian, and all the absorbed internal strength surges out.

"ah!"

He Nanfeng screamed, was shaken away by his internal force and fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Bufan ticked his toes repeatedly, and he came with his sword.

Before He Nanfeng could react, his whole body suddenly became stiff. A sword had been placed on his neck at some point and he didn't dare to move at all.

"Don't move around, or you'll be on the ground!"

Zhang Bufan grinned.

At this moment, He Nanfeng's blood-red aura suddenly shrank, and he sat decadently on the ground with a look of despair.

Now, there is no point in fighting any further.

At this time, Zhang Huaian flashed over, and he stretched out his hand to point He Nanfeng, sealing the major acupoints on his body, making him unable to move.

Zhang Bufan put away the ancient sword. He looked at Zhang Yi who was walking here and asked, "How should I deal with this guy?

Do you want to kill him?"

"Don't kill me!"

He Nanfeng's face changed slightly, and he began to beg for mercy: "Don't you want to go to the Gods headquarters?"

I can take you there!"

"Damn it! Do you think we can't find the Gods headquarters?"

Zhang Bufan snorted coldly.

"I believe you can find it, but there are many large arrays arranged near our god headquarters. Without my guidance, you will inevitably suffer heavy losses!"

He Nanfeng hurriedly said.

"Damn! Are you scaring me?"

Zhang Bufan's eyes turned cold.

"Really, you have to believe me!"

He Nanfeng suddenly became anxious.

"He said it very well, so let's save his life first!"

At this moment, Ye Linghao paced over and said with a serious expression: "The Gods Headquarters are not a place that ordinary people can reach. Without this guy's guidance, we might have suffered heavy losses!"

"Okay, then as you said, keep this guy's life!"

Zhang Yi agreed.

"Thank you, thank you really!"

He Nanfeng's expression was very happy.

"Don't thank you too early. If you dare to use any tricks, I will kill you first!"

Zhang Yi stared at him and threatened.

"No, I decided not to lie to you!"

He Nanfeng said tremblingly.

Now that things have come, he feels that there is no need to work hard for the gods anymore.

In order to survive, no matter what god he is from the Jiang family... This is what He Nanfeng thought.

Zhang Yi looked at He Nanfeng with a strange look, feeling that this guy seemed unreliable. He was as timid as a mouse, completely different from the style of a god! At this moment, he maintained a vigilant heart! With He Nanfeng's compromise, the battle ended.

All the gods and masters have been wiped out, but the powerful men of Wangyue Pavilion have suffered heavy losses.

Nangong Jin led the powerful Nangong family to come here. She looked at Zhang Yi and asked, "Boy, is the spy Buwu Zhenren?"

"He is not a real person who is not Wuwu!"

Zhang Yi's expression became very ugly. He said in a deep voice: "That guy was faked by a master of the Jiang family. I'm afraid that the real Wuwu Zhenren is already in danger..." "Damn god, I didn't expect that even the old senior Buwu Zhenren..." Nangong Jin was so angry that he was itchy.

"Okay, no matter whether Wu Zhenren is still alive or not, in short, we at least deal with the spy!"

Zhang Yi sighed lightly, he looked at Ye Linghao and smiled faintly, "Uncle Ye, you see, it's too late today. Why don't we camp and rest on the spot and go to the Gods headquarters tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, let's rest on the spot for one night!"

Ye Linghao nodded.

At this time, He Nanfeng looked at Zhang Yi and couldn't help asking: "Tell me, what's your previous trick called?

Why did my internal strength lose?”

"Oh, that's the move I just created, called Shihui Hai!"

Zhang Yi smiled faintly.

After he finished speaking, he walked towards Qin Mantong without looking back... to carry it into a haircut?

A self-created move?
Chapter completed!