Ding Qianqiu's shadow was disillusioned, and his body fell into the air. The sickle fell like a sickle in his hand.
boom!
Ye Feng did not hesitate to raise his fist, and the fire was blasted out.
With a loud noise, the sword mang and the boxing folded, making a huge bombing sound, and even the ground shaking slightly.
Ding Qianqiu screamed, and his body was shocked, while Ye Feng stepped backwards, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times.
In this blow, he used different fires and barely achieved the autumn color with Ding Qiuping.
And Ye Feng's practice has just entered the post -heavy stage, and even in Ding Qianqiu's memory, this boy is just half a step king, apparently he is the idea.
However, when Wang Jing is heavy, he can fight with himself, which is undoubtedly trembling. After all, the gap between the one and the sixteenths is too large. Although the spiritual power is mainly based on the spiritual power, the five heavy power is like the Tianye Hong ditch.
With an irreplaceable boundary.
This son's martial arts talent is outstanding. Now, if you do n’t kill this kid, in the future ... then there is no chance.
"The sword of death! Strang up!"
Thinking of this, Ding Qianqiu pressed the horror of his heart. He pressed his hands and pressed the void.
Suddenly, on the three -foot sword, a sword mang was skyrocketing, shooting dozens of distances, and cut off Ye Feng.
The icy killing the night, the shadow of the sword is like wings, and in a blink of an eye, go to the top of Ye Feng's head.
"Qiangong Tianquan!"
A sullen drink, Dantian's Yuanli rose like a tide, and immediately went to Ye Feng's right fist.
With a bombardment, Shi was shocked, and the infinite essence on the ground was beaten out with the punch.
With a crispy bombing sound, Sword Mang fry into countless fragments. The place where the fisting wind passes is destroyed, and all the breath is destroyed.
"Wang Jing's sixth? Is there only such a little power? Elder Ding, I think you are used to the advantage of supporting the presence, the good life has been too long ..."
There is no doubt that Ding Qianqiu is the elder of the Ming Dynasty, and the cultivation of this body is forcibly piled up by drugs or inscriptions.
This person's combat effectiveness, compared with those who are best at fighting the blood list, are estimated that even triple is not as good.
After Ye Feng, after absorbing the red lotus industry, although his cultivation rose to the late stages of the king, Ye Feng's martial arts and combat power, his power is far from half -the -level elders.
The sword shadow in his hand was crushed by the opponent, Ding Qianqiu's face was shocked, and he was extremely rolling backwards. He wanted to avoid Ye Feng's follow -up attack.
"How can you ... how can the gap is so big, you are just a king realm."
Staring at Ye Feng, Ding Qianqiu's heart was completely panicked, and Ye Feng's strong combat effectiveness really made him reach the point where he was almost afraid.
For the first time, Elder Ding discovered that in front of this young boy, he was in a full range of suppression.
His heart is cold.
At this time, there was still confidence in killing Ye Feng. With the opponent's strong persecution, Ding Qianqiu just wanted to escape quickly.
It was a pity that in order to kill Ye Feng, he used the seal to the enchantment. Even if he himself, under the steps of Ye Feng's step -by -step, it took at least ten interests to lift the seal.
It can be said to be ... making cocoons self -binding.
"Elder Ding, you can live a bad thing, you can live today, please be content."
Ye Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with this old guy, twist his wrist slightly, and immediately gathered Yuanli with his left hand, condensed the red lotus industry in his right hand, and raised it upwards.
...
The Yuanli storm rotates and raged behind it. Ye Feng's breath became illusory and blurred.
Especially in his right hand, a red flame lotus bloomed in the air, and the temperature on the four sides rose rapidly. In the entire enchantment, he rolled up because of the horrible high temperature.
The flame lotus turned slowly in it, releasing devastating energy.
"Honglian industry fire, you ... you have received it!"
Ding Qianqiu, who saw this first scene, was protruding, looking at the dreamlike flame lotus, all three souls and seven souls will dissipate.
At this moment, he finally understood why he was repaired in front of Ye Feng in front of Ye Feng. The latter was one of the kings, and why dare to pursue himself.
This son, you can't really measure it with ordinary people.
Unfortunately, he understood a little bit late.
"go!"
Regarding Ding Qianqiu's horror, Ye Feng was unreasonable, and he waved his fingers, and the flame lotus with the size of the palm of the palm was screwed out.
The flame lotus from controlling control became extremely mania. From the blooming flower stamens, a ray of black flames rose, like a blood -sucking bat that smelled the bloody smell, and rushed to Ding Qianqiu.
"Rao ... Rao I will not die, I am willing to do cows and horses, all my life ... effective for you!"
The soul flying the sky is scared and unique, and the seemingly exquisite flame lotus, in his eyes, is not the same as the dead god sickle.
"I ... don't need cattle and horses."
"The people who can follow Ye Feng are brothers and sisters, you ... have no such qualifications."
啵 ...
After the fire of Honglian, the void was quietly broken, and all the shapes were purified cleanly. In Ding Qianqiu's heartbreaking shout, the latter's back was stained.
The flames were blooming in the air. The vitality stimulus inspired by him was like a piece of paper, and it broke a large hole at the speed of visible to the naked eye. No matter how to stop it, it was nothing to help.
Instantly, a huge gap revealed from the back. The blood cave spread quickly, and finally spread to the whole body.
In less than a few breaths, Ding Qianqiu's body was completely swallowed, everything turned into ashes.
As soon as Ye Feng beckoned, Honglian's fire dripped in a circle and returned to the palm.
Moreover, Ye Feng can see that Burning Ding Qianqiu's body is equivalent to devouring the blood on his body.
The light of the fire also becomes more crystal, like a superior red jade.
The purification power of the origin of the origin is also a surprise that makes him extra. After all, Ding Qianqiu is the master of the King Jing, and he is good at mental power.
Any role.
This thing is the nemesis of the mental master.
On the other hand, his mental power is not affected. The red lotus industry fires and the spiritual power stimulates the exhibition. Perhaps, as long as you do not encounter the perverts of the king's six or seven or higher, you should have the ability to fight.
Looking at the ashes on the ground, Ye Feng's mouth corner, showing a slight smile, shook with his right hand again, the karma fluttered, and attached to the seal of the enchantment inspired by Ding Qianqiu.
With a sound, the enchantment fluctuated a bit, burned a large hole directly, and then ... quickly dissipated.
In addition to a few miles, an ancient tree suddenly moved. In the leafy leaves, a dim soul shadow slowly appeared, and it turned into a small Ding Qianqiu.