At this time, Ye Feng's eyes had a cold smile, without any fear at all, and he said loudly: "I want to see what you look like when you are serious, and whether you are still as useless as before.
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"Arrogant!"
Hearing what Ye Feng said at this moment, the middle-aged man in red robe immediately showed a murderous look in his eyes, and shouted directly: "The Wrath of the Flame Demon!"
boom!
At this moment, the inheritance practiced by this middle-aged man in red robe was obviously a powerful inheritance of flame attribute. In an instant, a huge power of flames burst out from his body, and a statue of feet was directly condensed on his body.
The majestic flame giant, which was several kilometers long, shrouded the middle-aged man in red robe.
At this moment, the entire surrounding void seemed to be burning and about to melt.
At this time, Ye Feng immediately felt a very terrifying burning force, as if his whole body was set on fire.
But at this moment, Ye Feng smiled coldly, fully stimulating the Immortal Body of the God.
boom!
At this moment, Ye Feng's body suddenly burst out with brilliant golden light.
Every inch of Ye Feng's body and flesh, even his skin and hair, turned into the color of pure gold. It was like a body made of gold, possessing terrifying power and able to compete with the terrifying power.
The power of fire.
Boom!
At this moment, Ye Feng was like a young golden god of war, rushing forward and colliding with this middle-aged man in red robe.
Boom!
The confrontation between the two caused a huge roar, making everyone around them unable to help but take several steps back.
At this time, Ye Feng didn't hesitate at all, and directly used his extremely powerful inheritance, Wanlong Black Magic Technique!
Boom!
Boom!
At this moment, Ye Feng's body immediately erupted into huge black dragons, full of terrifying dark power.
There were more than a dozen dark dragons, and they immediately rushed out of Ye Feng's body.
It is the ancient magic dragon that Ye Feng has accumulated through his usual practice!
A dozen or so ancient demonic dragons charged forward. Ordinary flames could not burn these ancient demonic dragons at all.
More than a dozen ancient magic dragons all bombarded in front of the middle-aged man in red robes in an instant, and all of a sudden the flame giant on the middle-aged man in red robes was bombarded to pieces.
"What??"
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man in red robe immediately revealed a look of deep astonishment in his eyes, and couldn't help but said in horror: "How can you, a boy from the countryside, be able to cultivate?"
Such a powerful peerless inheritance? This is impossible!!"
At this time, Ye Feng just smiled coldly and didn't bother to talk nonsense at all. He rushed forward and struck the middle-aged man in red robe with his golden fist.
Poof!
Ye Feng simply broke half of his arm.
"ah!!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man in red robe immediately screamed, and then his eyes showed a deep ruthlessness, and he said loudly: "Boy, I want you to die!"
"Ancient Flame Knife!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man in red robe once again displayed a uniquely powerful attack heritage.
All the flames on his body suddenly condensed into a flaming sword covering tens of thousands of meters in length in his hands, and it slashed wildly in the direction of Ye Feng.
Boom!
At this moment, Ye Feng continued to use more than a dozen ancient magic dragons to block the knife.
Then Ye Feng took out the Sword of the Gods and slashed forward, splitting the tens of thousands of meters long flaming sword in half in an instant.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in red robe showed deep horror in his eyes.
He never thought that Ye Feng, a young junior whose cultivation was two realms lower than him, would be so powerful and terrifying with his explosive fighting power and cultivation inheritance.
At this moment, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly revealed a cold look, and he said loudly: "Just die!" ??
Ye Feng held the God's Sword in his hand, cutting through thorns and thorns, able to chop everything into pieces, directly heading towards the head of the red-robed middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man in red robe finally felt the breath of death, and he immediately shouted: "Flaming Dragon Armor!"
boom!
At this moment, the power of flames around the red-robed middle-aged man was seen directly forming a set of extremely thick red armor, with the ancient dragon totem imprinted on the surface of the armor.
This middle-aged man in red robe seems to be very confident in his armor protection.
"Crack!"
But in the next moment, the God's Sword in Ye Feng's hand was so sharp that it instantly shattered the Flame Dragon Armor condensed on his body under the horrified gaze of the red-robed middle-aged man.
, and then split the whole person in half.
The middle-aged man in red robe died!
"What? Third uncle died like this??"
At this time, Long Qingyun, who was watching not far away, suddenly showed deep horror and deep disbelief in his eyes.
Because he never thought that his third uncle, one of the top ten strong men of the middle-aged generation that he specially invited, could not fight against Ye Feng, and was eventually killed directly by Ye Feng. This is really incredible.
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Because you must know that Ye Feng's cultivation is two levels lower than his third uncle, and Long Qingyun feels that no matter how powerful Ye Feng is in combat, Ye Feng comes from a rural place after all, and is an illegitimate son.
It is impossible for Zhan Tian's friends to have such a powerful peerless inheritance.
Unexpectedly, every time Ye Feng displayed the inherited power, it would be so terrifying.
And Ye Feng's weapons are also so powerful.
At this time, Long Qingyun was simply stunned and forgot to run for a while.
When Ye Feng walked towards him with murderous intent, Long Qingyun's eyes were filled with deep horror and he said loudly: "You...what do you want to do??"
At this time, Ye Feng suddenly showed a cold smile on his face and said loudly: "Don't you know what I want to do? Of course I want to kill you."
Whoosh!
Almost at this moment, Ye Feng stretched out a big golden hand and grabbed Long Qingyun in front of him. The big golden hand was like a majestic mountain, with the power to crush everything. It was about to grab Long Qingyun.
The whole person was crushed into pieces.
But suddenly at this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded not far away: "Your Excellency, please show mercy. No matter how Long Qingyun offends Your Excellency, he is the heir of this Marquis after all. You cannot be in the Marquis' Mansion."