When Mr. Meng's voice fell, he turned around and left. He went down the mountain alone, sat at the gate of the mountain, and waited for Zhang Yifeng.
"Dad, why don't you keep this shameless old man? His words are too arrogant!"
Wan Mei's voice came. Elder Meng's words clearly made her very angry. This was the Qianhuan Sect, and this old man was shamelessly speaking too arrogantly.
Xuanzesi waved his hand lightly and said: "No need, I just said, save his life, and we will not owe each other anything from now on."
After Meng Lao's figure completely disappeared, Xuanze Temple looked at Zhang Yifeng coldly.
"Boy, I'm standing here right now, and I really want to know how you are going to make the Thousand Fantasy Sect bleed into a river."
Xuanzasi's eyes were as cold as swords.
Zhang Yifeng did not escape at all. He looked into Xuanze Temple's eyes and replied calmly: "Originally, I wanted to go on a killing spree, but since Mr. Meng said he would not let blood flow here, I respect his opinion. Today, killing
You can."
Just kill you.
Zhang Yifeng's voice kept echoing around. Although it was not loud, it was still very powerful and sonorous.
"Country boy, if you still want to kill my father, just go ahead and dream about it. Today's country people really have no self-awareness at all." Wan Mei's voice came out immediately, full of disdain and ridicule.
"Kill me?" Xuanzesi also smiled coldly, "Then let me see how you kill me?"
Zhang Yifeng ignored Xuanze Temple, but suddenly turned to look at Wan Mei, with cold eyes: "I have tolerated you for a long time, believe it or not, I will kill you first."
"You country bumpkin, why do you want to kill me? You don't even have a door? Besides, my dad is still here. Dad, stop talking nonsense with this kid, just kill him and feed the dogs down the mountain."
Wan Mei's tone was still arrogant, and she didn't take Zhang Yifeng seriously at all.
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled. Often when he showed such a smile, it meant that he was going to kill someone.
Originally, he just wanted to teach this unruly young lady a lesson and stop her from hitting Mr. Meng. But now that the woman is seeking death herself, there is no need to blame him for being cruel.
Zhang Yifeng's smile only appeared for a moment, and then his face turned as cold as a cold mountain.
The next moment, a scene appeared that stunned everyone at the scene. Zhang Yifeng just gave Wan Mei a cold look. Wan Mei's body felt like it was struck by lightning, she took a step back, and then fell to the ground with a thud.
"Bay girl!"
"Wanwan."
This sudden change shocked Nalantian and Xuanzesi, and they both stepped forward to investigate Wanmei's situation.
"Father-in-law, Wanwan is not breathing!"
Nalantian's voice of exclamation came. He was the closest to Wan Mei. As soon as Wan Mei fell down, he supported Wan Mei's body.
At this moment, I saw that Wanmei's pupils were dilated and had lost their luster, and her breathing and heartbeat had also disappeared.
Sister Wan, she died inexplicably.
"Impossible, let me see!"
Xuanzesi squatted down, put his hand on Wanmei's chest, and probed the infuriating energy inside. After this exploration, Xuanzesi's face turned ugly. It was indeed as Nalantian said, the person was dead.
"Psychic attack!"
Xuanze Temple was well-informed and immediately understood what was going on. Zhang Yifeng used a spiritual attack to directly destroy Wanwan's spiritual fire.
Mental attack techniques are very rare, and powerful mental attack techniques can kill people invisible. The fact that this kid can perform mental attack techniques in front of him shows that this kid's mental attack techniques are definitely extraordinary and must be of a very high level.
Moreover, this boy's mental strength is not comparable to that of ordinary warriors.
"Father-in-law, mental attack? Do you mean that Wan Mei is hopeless?"
Nalantian held Wan Mei's body with a ferocious look on his face.
"Zhang Yifeng, I want you to die!"
Nalan Tian suddenly went berserk. He stood up and struck towards Zhang Yifeng. A terrifying aura swarmed out. It was actually the aura of the peak Wu Kuangren, and he was one step away from the master.
"stop."
Xuanze Temple suddenly shouted coldly, and his body instantly appeared next to Nalan Tian. If this kid could kill Wanwan under his nose, he could also kill Nalan Tian under his nose.
If Zhang Yifeng used his mental attack technique again, he wouldn't be able to save Nalan Tian.
Fortunately, Zhang Yifeng did not seem to make any move to kill Nalan Tian immediately.
"Father-in-law..." Nalantian looked at Xuanze Temple standing in front of him, with an angry look on his face, "I want to avenge Wanwan, and I want him to die without a burial place."
Xuanzesi said coldly: "You are no match for him. Don't worry, I will avenge Wanwan." After saying this, Xuanzasi looked at Zhang Yifeng.
"Boy, do you know how much trouble you have caused this time? I swear, not only will you die today, but your Solime City and all your relatives and friends around you will die because of you! Including Meng Shan at the foot of the mountain.
"
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Threatening me? But I'm sorry, the thing I am not afraid of the most is threats. All those who threaten me have become corpses. This is also the reason why your daughter will die. For those who want to kill me and those around me
I will never be soft on people. Besides, do you think you can kill me?"
"If I want to kill you, one slap is enough!"
Xuanze Temple suddenly shouted coldly, and slapped Zhang Yifeng in the air.
No powerful Qi emerged, but this slap gave Zhang Yifeng a sense of death.
Without any hesitation, Zhang Yifeng used his Fighting Immortal Body. However, he was still hit by an invisible slap and flew upside down. He flew directly out of the living room and fell into the yard.
boom!
His body fell heavily to the ground, making a shallow pit.
A mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly, and his expression turned pale at that time.
This slap caused his internal organs to surge, and some organs felt as if they were about to be shattered.
If Zhang Yifeng hadn't cultivated both internal and external skills and immediately used the Fighting Immortal Body, he would have died with this slap.
This is the power of the half-step Houtian warrior. A casual slap does not show any true energy or release any momentum, but it is astonishingly powerful. It has a feeling of simplicity.
Zhang Yifeng struggled for a while before he managed to stand up from the ground. This was probably the most serious injury he had suffered in a long time.
After taking several healing pills in a row, Zhang Yifeng felt a little more comfortable. In addition to the healing pills treating his injuries, the water-drop jade pendant hanging on his chest once again felt cool.
This water drop once again actively treated his injury. It seemed that as long as the injury was too severe, the water drop on his chest would have the effect of healing the injury.
There are very few magic weapons with such healing effects even in Lingyue Continent.
"not dead?"
Just as Zhang Yifeng stood up, there was a muffled sound, and Xuanze Si's body appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng like a cannonball.
In his opinion, one slap was enough to kill this kid. He never expected that this kid was not dead.