"Let's go and help the little Marquis!"
At this time, Yuchi Zhenjin led a group of thousands of private guards from the Ziyan Hou Mansion, and they all rushed towards the group of demon warriors.
Many clan elders from Ziyanhou Mansion joined the battle.
The fighting on the field became extremely brutal in an instant.
Mu Qingqing looked very nervous outside. She gritted her teeth and immediately ran away, not knowing what she was going to do.
"Iron painting and silver hook!"
Ye Feng fired a sword, which was the first of the three special sword moves. The Purple Flame Sword was originally a half-step holy weapon, with terrifying sharpness, coupled with the sword charm of the Iron Painted Silver Hook sword.
Click! Click! Click!
The huge sea of ​​blood, as well as the ferocious blood-colored demon surrounding the Blood-clothed Marquis, were directly cut into pieces by sharp and terrifying sword lights.
The Xueyi Hou's eyes were startled. He didn't expect Ye Feng's sword to be so strange and powerful.
He immediately backed away.
"Where to escape!"
Ye Feng is extremely brave, his whole body is blooming with infinite divine light, like a young ancient god, and every move contains huge destructive power.
He directly rushed towards the Xueyi Hou, activating the glazed battle body, and one of his hands suddenly turned into a giant crystal palm, and slapped the Xueyi Hou towards him.
"Boom!"
A terrifying huge force exploded, and the big crystal hand hit the Xueyi Hou's chest, directly sending the Xueyi Hou flying three thousand meters, smashing countless buildings along the way.
The Bloody Marquis was buried in the ruins. He stood up unsteadily, vomiting blood, and countless bones in his body were broken.
The Xueyi Hou's eyes were full of horror at this time: "You! How can you be so strong! Impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible in this world, it's just that you are ignorant and your vision is too low."
Ye Feng was taunting the Marquis of Bloody Clothes without any mercy at this time. He stepped over in an instant and stepped directly on the chest of the Marquis of Bloody Clothes. He stepped on the noble Marquis directly to the ground as if he was stepping on a dead dog.
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"ah!!"
The Bloody Marquis felt deeply humiliated. The horrified looks of countless people in the surrounding Emperor Dragon City were like steel needles piercing into the Bloody Marquis. He was extremely humiliated, but he could not resist.
Because the strength of Ye Feng's body was so terrifying, the foot that stepped on him was like a heavy mountain pressing down on him. It was very difficult to breathe, let alone move.
Ye Feng stared at him coldly and said: "I didn't want to cause a bloody storm, but you forced me to do this, why bother."
"puff!"
When the Bloody Marquis heard these words, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.
"Snapped!"
Ye Feng slapped Hou Xueyi on the face and said, "Don't pretend to be dead. Now am I qualified to let you tell me the whereabouts of my father?"
Chapter completed!