"Did he say that when he died, he didn't know how to die." Mo Chenfeng laughed: "The small character of the innate and eight -heavy character, we can kill you alone, do you even have a big word?"
Then he looked back at Zhu Shuanghua and others, saying, "Such a soft egg, killing him, stained the hand of the prince, who are you interested in cooking him for the prince?"
A young warrior wearing black came out and glanced at Ye Feng disdainfully, saying, "The prince, willing to do it on behalf of the work."
This black warrior is one of the three men brought from the Tianji Temple from Mo Chenfeng.
Mo Chenfeng nodded and smiled, and suddenly looked at Tang Chuxue, who had looked at his lips tightly: "Wang Tong, the prince suddenly changed his mind, don't kill him, just interrupt his limbs and abolish his Dantian.
. The prince wants him to see, how can we play this little bitch who won't eat and eat and drink alcohol ... "
The warrior called Wang Tong smiled sensually: "Follow the order."
He walked in front of Ye Feng, murderous, and said with a smile: "Remember my name, my disciple outside Tianji Temple, Wang Tong."
"Do you have too much nonsense?" Ye Feng hooked his fingers very arrogantly, and said lightly: "Come on."
"Damn. Lao Tzu tore you alive."
Wang Tong was obviously furious by Ye Feng's arrogance, his face became embarrassed, his momentum was soaring, his hands stretched out, and his hands were fiercely rushed to Ye Feng.
After his palm was shot, his palm quickly changed from flesh -colored to a golden color. It seemed to be cast by steel.
The vitality emerging in his hand was directly turned into a sword light, and the sharpness was extremely dot, and he tied Ye Feng fiercely.
This trick is like a mountain, and it is very fierce, and other warriors around them are shocked.
It turns out that several people around the princes are disciples outside the outside of the Tianji Hall.
Those warriors were very fortunate to say: "Fortunately, there is no conflict with the prince. Otherwise, it will not only violate the future of the future of the power of the power, but also offend the great power of Tianji Temple.
Fruit eating. ""
Among the disciples outside the Tianji Hall, Wang Tong's palm strength, with a strong metallic vitality, can achieve it like a sword gas, which directly stimulates the enemy.
And look at this momentum, the sword gas condensed with vitality, the sharpness far exceeds the unusual spiritual tools, is almost indestructible, with very strong lethality.
Ye Feng, who eats soft rice, seems that there must be no way to block this blow. I do n’t know if Tang Chuxue will rescue it?
Facing a strong blow, the color of the snow on the snow in the early Tang Dynasty changed, but she wanted to take a shot, but Mo Chenfeng obviously knew that she would do this.
After a delay of one or two interests, Ye Feng had already shot it.
He couldn't see any expression in his eyes, but he raised his right hand gently, softly facing the stabbing sword light, and a random punch.
It is the "bull -bull body" in the Bai Beast King's boxing.
In front of him, a vitality gathered violently, forming a huge cow -like shadow with a two -horns and copper -casting iron -casting iron -like shadows, which sent out a strong impact.
Bull Mo Yingying and Jian Guang hit together, and a loud noise sounded. Wang Tong had not reacted yet, and all the sword light was annihilated.
Has hit his chest with fiercely.
He looked horrified and retreated hastily, but where could he avoid it?
Ye Feng's fist shadow instantly broke through Wang Tong's vitality armor, causing him to let out a "wow" and spat out bright red blood from his mouth, which even contained fragments of internal organs.
The whole person was knocked several feet away from the air and was seriously injured.
A sinister smile appeared in Ye Feng's eyes. He rushed forward and saw a flash of white light. He appeared next to Wang Tong's dying body and stamped his foot in the air.
A huge force surged out, Wang Tong's eyes showed deep despair, and he screamed: "Don't..."
"Click..."
There was a teeth-itching sound at the scene, and Wang Tong's screams suddenly stopped. Ye Feng's entire body was stepped hard into the solid soil.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Mo Chenfeng, Zhu Shuanghua and others watched helplessly as Wang Tong was easily killed by Ye Feng, with disbelief on their faces.
"How is it possible? An innate eighth-level warrior actually killed Wang Tong who was halfway into the void in the blink of an eye... How is this possible..."
"Is he hiding his cultivation? Is he actually a master of several levels of virtual realm?"
"It's impossible... he is definitely not in the virtual realm. This prince can't feel any aura of entering the virtual realm from him. It must be that Wang Tong just underestimated the enemy."
Mo Chenfeng thought about it, and looked at Ye Feng who had trampled Wang Tong to death with a stern look, "You brat, you are finished. You actually have the guts to kill the outer disciples of my Tianji Palace and offend our Tianji Palace.
Although the world is big, there is no place for you..."
"Shut up."
Ye Feng looked at this self-righteous guy with disdain, "What's the truth? Is it possible that you disciples of Tianji Palace want to kill people, and others can only let you kill them? Do you really regard Tianji Palace as the master of Yuanwu Continent?
Is it done?"
Mo Chenfeng was stunned. After a while, he looked at Ye Feng and nodded slowly, saying coldly: "That's right. Tianji Palace is the master of Yuanwu Continent. The people we want to kill must not only be slaughtered obediently, but also
Kneel down and wash your neck."
"Ha ha……"
Ye Feng looked up to the sky and let out a loud laugh. Among the proud laughter, his voice was particularly cold: "Then I want to see what will happen if I kill the people from your Tianji Palace?"
"Not only do I want to kill the outer disciples of Tianji Hall, but I also want to kill you, the so-called inner disciple... I, Ye Feng, just fucking don't believe in this evil!"
"Kill him, kill him for me!"
Mo Chenfeng looked ferocious with anger and jumped up. He had never seen someone as arrogant as Ye Feng.
"You guys, come together and cut this kid into pieces!"
"yes!"
The other six or seven people, including Zhu Shuanghua, all shouted and took out their spiritual weapons to kill Ye Feng.
At this moment, Tang Chuxue on the side suddenly looked up to the sky and howled softly.
Following the whistle, her pretty face turned extremely cold, and a seven-color light flew above her head, covering Zhu Shuanghua and the others like lightning.
As soon as the colorful light came out, Mo Chenfeng's expression suddenly changed, revealing a look of disbelief: "It turned out to be a seven-color divine light, a seven-color mental impact!"
The next moment, the expression on his face froze...