"You. You are Ye Feng!" Guo Ziming's face suddenly pale to the limit. The shock mixed with incredible voices almost roared out of Guo Ziming's mouth, and under his almost stunned face, in the courtyard
The troops on both sides were completely stunned.
Ye Feng? Even though it has been thirty years, who doesn’t know Ye Feng’s name in the eight continents of the Spirit Realm? The one who created history defeated the Saint with a divine formation. It took only less than fifty years to build a
The giant sect. They defeated three giant sects in a row, one with the power of the Saint! The top three experts in the world, Qinglong, Zhuque, and Ice Qilin and Ice Shu, all have a great relationship with him. They fought a decisive battle with the Thunder Saint,
Finally, the space black hole was entered at the same time. Even the current Shengtian Sect can stand invincible under the attack of the Thousand Earth Continent and the Fengqing Continent, which depends entirely on two things, one is the Tiandou Star Array and the other is the Five-State Star
Formation, these two formations can be used to fight against two saints. These two formations are left by the man in front of you.
It can be seen that Ye Feng’s name has long been spread throughout the spiritual world like a myth. Such a person who is as arrogant as a myth suddenly appeared here!
A series of dull eyes looked at the man in the green robe standing with his hands behind his back. At this moment, the young face seemed to represent everything in the world. Everyone was waiting for the young man's words and dared not be at all presumptuous.
"Ye Feng? How is it possible? How can you still be alive? Where is the Thunder Saint?" After a moment, Guo Ziming suddenly screamed in disbelief as if he was stepped on his tail. The disciples of Feng Qing Pavilion all looked at each other.
He looked at Ye Feng with a red heart, not daring to show his breath.
Looking at the yard with all the expressions of people in various ways, Ye Feng smiled and shook his head, and sneered: "Li Yuanting and I are fighting forever. Now that I am back, can I still say what Li Yuanting is doing?"
"Even the powerful Saint Lord died at his hands!" Guo Ziming's face twitched, and there was still a sense of disbelief in his eyes. A super master who killed the Thunder Saint Lord, a god-like figure, is now standing there.
In front of me, this is no less than a giant dragon staring at a little rabbit.
Can't resist, can't resist at all!
"Why are you still standing there? Escape from all directions. How many can you escape? Tell the Saint Lord Ye Feng is back soon, otherwise even the Saint Lord will be caught off guard and will suffer a great disaster!" Suddenly, it seemed like I suddenly remembered something,
Guo Ziming suddenly roared.
"escape!"
Suddenly, the more than 20 disciples of Fengqing Pavilion fled in all directions in horror. Faced with too many glorious figures like Ye Feng, everyone understood that there was no hope at all, so they could only escape!
"Hmph, a group of miscellaneous people, I'm not willing to die." Ye Feng waved his hand coldly, and a circle of bright ripples rippled in all directions with the palm as the core. The ripples were not fast at first, but they were extremely strange, but they were approaching the escapes at a constant speed at a time.
The disciples of Fengqing Pavilion were unable to get rid of them no matter whether they accelerated or turned.
More than 20 people were all attacked in one go!
"Ah!!! Supreme Elder, save me!" A disciple of Feng Qing Pavilion screamed in terror. His body was covered with light, and white smoke began to evaporate.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The disciples of Fengqing Pavilion burst out, but it was extremely strange. The bursting body did not have the so-called flesh and blood, but the light spots. After the explosion, the light spots flew everywhere like fireflies, and then fell quietly.
The moment it landed, the light disappeared and the smell of blood came out.
It's really a corpse that remains!
On the other side, Guo Ziming instantly moved to Han Ying, the deputy leader of Fengqing Pavilion, and shouted loudly. The dozen Feng Qingge disciples on the courtyard wall also shouted loudly. The spiritual energy gushed out of their bodies, and they could only hear the sharpness.
The wind sounded.
A series of sonic booms sounded, and Guo Ziming trembled, but he forced his repelling of the power of the law of light.
The power of the law of light alone is the level of attacks at the eleventh Five-Turn Heavenly Spirit Emperor. Guo Ziming is also a five-Turn Heavenly Spirit Emperor in the eleventh Five-Turn Heavenly Spirit Emperor, so it is not difficult to block it.
But in an instant, there were only two strongest disciples of more than 20 Fengqing Pavilion left. The smell of blood slowly spread from all sides. The faces of Guo Ziming and Han Ying gradually surged with pale and fear.
Ye Feng glanced at the two of them and stepped forward. The cold voice made Guo Ziming and Han Ying cold all over: "There are so many people who have died in Fengqing Pavilion, and I want to conquer the Ziyuan Fairyland, it is just your way to recover,
It's really special, very shameless! But I'm sorry, if someone wants to marry Yan Lu, then all the people of your sect can go to hell."
Looking at the man in the green robe who was walking slowly and with a cold face, Guo Ziming took a deep breath, holding the deep blue sword tightly in his palm, and the spiritual energy in his body rolled in his body like a flood, and with the spiritual energy in his body
As he rushed, the fear in his heart subsided a lot. He stared at Ye Feng tightly, turned his head and whispered quickly to Han Ying, who was also pale beside him, "He didn't seem to have a strong attack just now, at least
It’s not as terrible as the legend. I’ll hold him back later. You can take the opportunity to leave. You must inform the Saint Lord of Ye Feng’s return!”
After the words fell, he didn't wait for Han Ying to answer. His shoulders trembled, and a pair of light blue spiritual wings emerged. He gently tapped the ground with his toes, and his body turned into a blurred shadow, mixed with sharp sword energy, facing Ye Feng.
Shooting away.
Seeing Guo Ziming suddenly taking action, Ye Feng smiled coldly. He saw that the man who was rapidly expanding in his pupils moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth gradually appeared.
"laugh!"
The deep blue long sword carried the sharp sword energy and tore the air. It immediately shot into Ye Feng's chest with a strong cold wind. However, Guo Ziming felt that the air was actually stabbed. After a look, Ye Feng disappeared from the green one.
In the mist.
The tenth sword of the Demon Sword Technique--Luye Tianzhi!
With a mistake, when everyone didn't know where Ye Feng disappeared, Guo Ziming suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly: "Go!"
On the side, Han Ying, who had already prepared, heard the sound of shouting, stomped her feet hard, and her body rushed to the sky like a cannonball.
"Can you escape?" Hearing the sound of wind breaking when Han Ying ran away, a sneer came from the green fog. Then the invisible green fog chased Han Ying like a small cloud. The green fog was like a small cloud.
The speed is obviously more than twice as fast as Han Ying!
"It's at this moment!" Suddenly Guo Ziming's eyes looked cold, he suddenly turned around, rushed towards the sky, turned around and ran away.
"Hmm? You're so cunning!" Ye Feng's sneering voice came from the green fog again. Guo Ziming was also a treacherous person. He said that Han Ying had escaped first, but it turned out that he wanted to use him to attract Ye Feng's attention.
Have more chances to escape.
"Puff!" In the green mist, the terrified Han Ying didn't even know where the sword appeared. A hint of red appeared in the soul of his dantian. Then his face suddenly turned pale and blood spurted out.
, the whole body burst into pieces.
The corpse remains.
"Guo Ziming, don't run away!" On the other side, the seven-type turn of Tianling Emperor Yu Xinlan tried to block Guo Ziming.
"Get back and leave it to me." When these words came, the green mist had once again turned into a green-robed Ye Feng, and Ye Feng also disappeared into the courtyard strangely. He looked up again.
Yu Xinlan and others immediately even their eyes were about to protrude. Ye Feng's ghostly figure had already appeared in the sky. This speed was too terrible, right?
Ye Feng's figure dissipated, and the black and white ripples in the sky enveloped the entire space. All the space was shrouded indiscriminately by the power of the law of life and death. A moment later, just as Yu Xinlan and others looked at each other, a sharp sound of breaking the wind suddenly came from the sky, and then a sound of a sudden
The figure fell from the sky in an extremely embarrassing manner, and finally fell heavily on the ground. Suddenly, smoke filled the air.
After the dust settled, Guo Ziming's body was twitching on the ground. At this moment, the Supreme Elder Feng Qingge, who was usually tall, had a pale face, with residual blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were a little frightened and unbelievable.
. With just one move, he resisted with all his strength, but the black and white ripples directly made him feel despair, and in an instant he fell into a serious injury.
"If you are just 11th series, the five-turn Heavenly Spirit Emperor, if you are asked to escape in front of me, my reputation will be ruined." A chuckle sounded in the sky, and everyone looked up, and Ye Feng slowly stayed in the air, his eyes were indifferent.
Guo Ziming was looking at the ground.
"Ye Feng, you can't kill me. If you dare to kill me, I, Feng Qing Pavilion, will definitely die with you!" Guo Ziming's eyelids twitched and he said sternly.
Ye Feng raised a sarcastic look on the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't you think it's too naive to say these words to me? I'll ask you, what is the so-called Zhang Yuanjie? And who is going to marry Yan Lu?
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Guo Ziming's face stagnated, but he said in hatred: "You promise not to kill me, I can tell you."
"Oh, there are still conditions!" Ye Feng shook his head with a smile, "If you don't say it, it's easy to know these things anyway."
As Ye Feng waved his hand, a black energy pillar entered his body from Guo Ziming's spiritual cap. Suddenly, Guo Ziming trembled violently, and his body burst into black ashes in a low sound...
Looking at the pile of dark ashes on the ground, the whole courtyard was quiet. The quiet atmosphere made people feel depressed. His violent heartbeats seemed to be about to pop out in this quiet courtyard.
The eleventh series, the Five-Turn Heavenly Spirit Emperor! What a strong man, such a strong man can rank among the top 20 in a continent. But even such a peak master is in their eyes, and his corpse is gone.