"Senior Brother, whose power seal is this? It seems that there is a great force behind this person." The fourth elder, Feather Butterfly in a green robe, came to Zhuge Haotian and whispered.
"Well, this is not easy to deal with. A middle-level Tianling King is willing to seal his power in his body. There must be a great relationship between the two. If it is just a middle-level Tianling King, we are not afraid of Yantian Sect, but we don't know what kind of power is behind this middle-level Tianling King's master. If it is a big force and we have a grudge, it will be difficult to deal with." Gu Yuan, who is second only to Zhuge Haotian in the golden robe, also frowned.
"That power doesn't seem to be human." Zhuge Haotian's cold voice sounded, "With such a strong fire power, among the monsters, only the old guy from the Qilin clan's Yanqi."
"The Second Elder of the Qilin Clan!" The other three people's faces changed. The strength of the Qilin Clan is far beyond their Yantian Sect. Their great elder Tian Muna is a master who is infinitely close to the Tianling Emperor. None of them can afford it. Moreover, the Qilin Clan has an unfathomable fourth elder Bingshu. The age of Bingshu's survival can be traced back to Guangchengzi, the first founder of the Yantian Sect, and an old antique-level figure of the same era as the founder of the Kaishan Clan. God knows how strong it is. Moreover, the Qilin Clan either lives in seclusion or is out in full swing with you and stays in the process of taking over the beams with them, unless you have any brain problems.
"I guess he was devastated before he had the power of the mid-stage Heavenly Spirit King. Otherwise, with the power of the mid-stage Heavenly Spirit King, this devastated mania would have no effect at all. It's too late to say anything now. Junior brother, junior sister, you set up a formation to trap him. I activate the spiritual storm, hoping to make him more awake." Zhuge Haotian said in a deep voice.
"Senior brother, can the mental storm still work if he looks like this?" Hu Ji asked worriedly.
"I can't kill you, and I can't let him continue to kill, so there is only one way. The spiritual storm has almost no effect on the middle-stage masters of the Tianling King, but I always have to try it, hoping that he can be more awake. I am only 10% sure."
"As long as you can!" Hu Ji, Gu Yuan and Yu Butterfly's faces became solemn.
"Two junior sisters, let's try it!" Gu Yuan was the first to rush towards Ye Feng.
Hu Ji and the Butterfly looked at each other and immediately followed. The three early masters of the Heavenly Spirit King surrounded Ye Feng in the form of a triangle.
"Kill!" Ye Feng punched Gu Yuan in the front without fear.
Gu Yuan held a sword of a medium-grade immortal holy weapon and slashed in the void. The space broke like a cut. Ye Feng's powerful attacks all fell on one side of the space, but the other side of the broken was not attacked by any force. The space was broken, and no force could be passed through in this broken area. This is common sense. Unfortunately, Ye Feng has no ability to think at all and only knows how to kill!
"Drink!" "Drink!"
Two sweet shouts, Hu Ji and Yu Butterfly, two women from the early stage of the Heavenly Spirit King, slashed towards Ye Feng from both directions at the same time.
Ye Feng didn't even dodge, and punched the two thin swords at the same time.
"Puchi!"
Ye Feng's two fists were cut by a sword at the same time, and his fingers were cut off directly.
The early master of the Tianling King used a medium-grade immortal holy weapon to attack, and this attack power could not be stopped with Ye Feng's defense. Unfortunately, Ye Feng doesn't think at all now.
At this time, the energy surged, and Ye Feng's hands quickly grew new fingers under the nourishment of powerful forces. Restoring the broken limbs was too simple for the Tianling King-level master, it just took a lot of power.
"If you don't think, if you have the power of the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit King, you may not be able to fight against a master of the early stage of the Heavenly Spirit King who possesses treasures, let alone three people." Gu Yuan sneered at the corner of his mouth.
The three of them, the early masters of the Heavenly Spirit King, held three medium-grade immortal holy weapons to surround and kill the bare-handed fist. Ye Feng, who had no tactics and no thinking ability, pressed Ye Feng to death. On the other side, Zhuge Haotian, the leader of the Yantian Sect, had a solemn expression gathered a light blue ripples in his palm. What was strange was that around the light blue ripples, there was actually a flow trajectory of the heavenly space.
It is not difficult for Zhuge Haotian to use the spiritual storm, but it is too difficult to use the spiritual storm against the mid-stage master of Tianling King. Zhuge Haotian has never used this move once in his eight lifetimes. This suddenly uses it to deal with people whose cultivation level is no less than that of his own. This gives Zhuge Haotian no confidence at all.
The three masters Gu Yuan, Hu Ji and Yu Butterfly looked at each other and took back the sword at the same time. Gu Yuan instantly stepped forward and hugged Ye Feng who was crazy. Hu Ji and Yu Butterfly hugged one of his arms each. In a moment, Ye Feng was firmly controlled by the three masters.
"drink!"
Zhuge Haotian suddenly shouted loudly, and his body shape came to Ye Feng's head like teleportation. The light green ripples suddenly poured into Ye Feng's brain.
"Three junior brothers and junior sisters, if you fail, kill him. If you are killed by the crooked maniac, I believe the Qilin clan would not say us or anything." After Zhuge Haotian finished speaking, the four masters of the Heavenly Spirit King level separated at the same time.
When the light green waves poured into Ye Feng's brain, they began to attack all the thoughts in Ye Feng's heart, **, murderous thoughts, greed, emotions, whether positive or negative thoughts were attacked, but the one that attacked the most was always murderous thoughts. Ye Feng's brain was almost shrouded in murderous thoughts. The moment the murderous thoughts were attacked, Ye Feng's consciousness finally returned a little, and blood appeared in his mind. He held the blood sword in his hand, step by step towards those pregnant women, cruelly raising the sword.
When Cen Jishi was about to come, Ye Feng actually waved his sword to attack the pregnant woman!
“Ah~~~”
Ye Feng suddenly hugged his head with both hands and flew rapidly towards the western sky.
"Senior brother, has he recovered from his sanity?" Yu Butterfly looked at Zhuge Haotian and asked with some uncertainty.
"No, it just gave him a little bit of awakening, and now he has become a state of craziness again." Zhuge Haotian said, and suddenly said seriously: "This person is craziness, killing fourteen of our disciples, killing thousands of soldiers in this city, and four of us brothers are on the way for Tian to be chased and killed."
"Yes!" Gu Yuan, Hu Ji and Yu Butterfly bowed at the same time, and then the four masters of the Yantian Sect, the Heavenly Spirit King level chased Ye Feng at the same time.
Almost at the same time, a bloody massacre was in Yanyang City! Three hours ago, when Ye Feng killed the pregnant woman, his soul hatred felt a great sorrow, his headache was split, and he rushed out desperately, while Jiang Yuanfei perfectly accomplished his purpose. All the martial emperors in Yanyang Prefecture were dead, Xu Zhijie and Song Tian were dead, and this Yanyang Prefecture was the only one who was surprised by Jiang Yuanfei. At the same time, what surprised Jiang Yuanfei even more was that the cloth that Xu Zhijie had been in seclusion for more than ten years finally fell into his hands.
Jiang Yuanfei looked back and forth the cloth. He didn't know what it was made of, but it couldn't be damaged no matter what. There were dense lines on the cloth, but he didn't know what it was. Suddenly, Jiang Yuanfei saw Xu Zhijie still gasping and was not dead.
At this time, Xu Zhijie's internal organs were completely smashed by Ye Feng's ice-breaking sword. He lay on the ground with only breath coming out, and his eyes didn't even move.
"Brother Yi, you are not dead yet!" Jiang Yuanfei walked over with a sneer, and raised the cloth and said, "What is this cloth?"
"I'm so blind, I'm a sworn brotherhood with you!" Xu Zhijie's weak voice was filled with resentment and reluctance.