Just when everyone thought the dust was about to settle, Feng Haoyuan suddenly drew out his long sword and squirted out a mouthful of blood.

Blood was scattered on the long sword, and suddenly the violent spiritual pressure rose up. He laughed hideously, "You, you, you are all going to die! Haha, it's ridiculous that Feng Peilin, even if he was about to die, he wouldn't have time to use what Shenwu Gong left him! No, it's not Shenwu Gong, who was not saving him when he saw death. He was just a mess who defected to our Feng family in his early years!"

As he spoke, his whole body trembled violently, as if he was possessed by an evil ghost, looking extremely terrifying. The spiritual pressure emitted from the long sword in his hand was not something that a low-end practitioner like him could show, but the strength of a ninth-grade Immortal Grandmaster. Everyone was immediately alert and knew that this was probably the trump card left to them by Chen Anzhi.

"Yes! Ye Ping said nothing wrong. What sealed this is the country that Chen Anzhi left behind earlier!" Feng Haoyuan's spiritual energy was sucked into it as if he was desperate. "Long before these things happened, Chen Anzhi left a means. Unfortunately, Feng Peilin's hand was even stronger, but he didn't have time to use it, otherwise he would have to pull a few more cushions!"

Feng Haoyuan threw a few pills into his mouth suddenly, obviously regaining his spiritual energy. Otherwise, with his current strength, it seemed that he would not be enough to drive such terrifying spiritual power. But no matter what, the intention of the Fist of the Divine Destruction of the State was real. But Ye Ping knew that this did not seem to be the Taiping God Fist after the realization of the perfection, and it was a little different from the fight with him that day.

But even so, the orthodox ninth-grade Immortal Master's fist intention was still affected by the soldiers around him before it fully bloomed. For a moment, some people could not dodge, and it was almost impossible to breathe because of the riot spiritual pressure. Zhao Yao tried his best to stop it, but it seemed that he still couldn't rent a bill, because this was an extremely clever method of attacking the spiritual realm.

If it is unexpected, I am afraid that all the people around Feng Haoyuan will die, and even Zhao Yao will not be able to survive. The only thing that is to be grateful for is that this spiritual pressure has a boundary. In other words, the country left by Chen Anzhi is limited, and it cannot be used as his true body descends, and can only burst out with a short-term energy.

But even so, it is not something these people can resist. I am afraid that these high-level generals will die on the spot.

However, Ye Ping is still here. It is impossible to do it in front of Ye Ping.

Even if Chen Anzhi had arrived in person just now, he could not stop Ye Ping, let alone now?

At this critical moment, Ye Ping suddenly stepped up and came to Feng Haoyuan in one step.

He suddenly handed out a palm and slapped it hard on the long sword. Suddenly, the word "Zhen" in his palm appeared, mixed with his vast spiritual energy, and instantly suppressed the Dingding and Soochow in the long sword into the sword body. The oppression that originally made everyone feel the palpitations, accompanied by Ye Ping's appearance, disappeared invisible in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

Ye Ping seemed to solve the problem lightly, but it was not that easy. His pupils flashed with dark light, and runes appeared on his body, as if a dragon roar resounded throughout the earth. Just in this breath, he used his dark will to suppress the talisman and the quasi-king body to suppress the country and return to the sword body.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped Feng Haoyuan's face with a slap. The latter's tendons and veins all over his body made a crackling sound, and it also smashed into the stone pellets of the house destroyed by the Feng family. The seven orifices were bleeding, which was terrible. The previous second was majestic, as if he could kill several senior military leaders. But the next second, Ye Ping solved the crisis, making him feel extremely embarrassed and breathless.

"I don't know about the miscellaneous methods of your Feng family?" Ye Ping said, then took out the ring that he had just taken off Feng Peilin's hand. "Hmph, this contains the intention of the country to stabilize the country, and of course I have felt it long ago. Not only that, there is also a complete set of Taiping God Fist, which is enough to kill most eight-grade masters at one time."

Ye Ping played with the ring in his hand and sneered, "Fortunately, Chen Anzhi could not make such things on a large scale, which would consume a lot of money on his soul. If we were to let the Feng family have one, wouldn't we all die here? And according to Feng Peilin's memory, only you two have this thing, so I can feel at ease."

It turned out that Ye Ping had long noticed these things through Feng Peilin's memory, including this ring.

But before he could study it carefully, Feng Haoyuan couldn't help but use it.

"It's so dangerous..." Zhao Yao wiped his cold sweat and said gritting his teeth, "Even if I have become a master now, I feel irresistible when facing the boxing intention. Chen Anzhi is really scheming, fortunately you are here. Humph, but the remnants of the Feng family have been basically removed, and only these female relatives are left! Lord Ye, what should we do now?"

Ye Ping turned around and found that except for the dead Feng family men, the female family members had basically survived. This was also what he had ordered before, that the female family members and children would still have to save their lives. If he led his people to destroy the entire Feng family, it would be a bit too cruel and not something he could do.

"The men of the Feng family died as much as possible." Ye Ping looked at them lightly, "Although the female family members are not guilty of death, they cannot escape the sin. You don't have to look at me so hatefully. It's easy to kill you, but it's not my style. In this way, I will give you a way to live, and you don't have to become slaves or a lowly family, are you willing to agree?"

Except for those women who marry outside members and use them to marry into marriage, the other women in the Feng family are not so strong. Originally, most of them were frightened and thought they could not escape the fate of becoming slaves. And if they became cheap people, they would probably be sold to brothels, which would be worse than death. That kind of brothel is not like Hua Manlou.

Instead, they both sell their skills and their own. They are both from noble families and live in luxury, so they naturally cannot endure this hardship.

"You... no, Lord Ye, Lord Ye. If we agree, what will the end?"

A woman asked in a trembling voice.
Chapter completed!