Chapter 1982

The three men exuded a strong breath, and the cultivation of the virtual spirit realm was revealed. They gathered towards Ye Pengfei and wanted to kill him here.

Ye Pengfei has always been not afraid to fight with others, and he is confident that he will not lose anyone's intelligence. But what he is most afraid of now is to start with others directly. His Yuanying cultivation is still strong in places like the Holy Land and the immortal world, but it is not enough in the immortal world.

Force is now the weakness of Ye Pengfei. Today's situation is a dead end.

"The strongest of these three people's cultivation is the eighth level of the virtual spirit, and the weakest is the third level of the virtual spirit. No matter which direction I flee, I will inevitably bump into one of them. In this case, I can only choose the weakest one as a breakthrough."

Without hesitation, ye Pengfei rushed up to the man with the weakest cultivation. He incarnated in a white flash, in the roaring sound, directly broke through the sound barrier, a few breathing, has rushed to the name of the virtual God in front of the three strong.

"Boy, do you really think I'm a soft persimmon? Even if Laozi's cultivation is the weakest, it's not a mole ant like you that can fight against him. " The three-tier man was thin and sharp. When he saw Ye Pengfei rushing towards him, he was not angry but laughed. At the same time, he drew out a long sword with a "clang" sound. It was cold and shining.

The two men's accomplishments were quite different. Ye Pengfei was not careless at all. As soon as he came up, he used the most powerful killing move. The sword intention of climbing the hall was like a storm. In a moment, the air in front of him was full of sword net formed by the interweaving of sword intention. It was like a drizzle in the spring breeze, and he could not escape.

Seeing this, the man laughed with disdain and said: "boy, you can really be called a genius only when you understand the meaning of the sword. It's a pity that your cultivation is too weak and you don't have enough strength to support it. No matter how strong your meaning of the sword is, it's just a decoration. It's not vulnerable."

With that, the man's long sword suddenly stabbed out of thin air, and a rainbow light burst out from his sword. The sword flashed like a rainbow, straight at Ye Pengfei, powerful and domineering.

This sword has no intention of blessing and no skill. It's just an ordinary sword. But it's just such a sword. When ye Pengfei's sword net was lifted, he broke it.

"Boom..."

The dense sword net is broken, and the sword meaning of Ye Pengfei's predecessor disappears into invisibility.

In the face of absolute strength, any advanced skill is just a floating cloud of expenditure, which is as illusory as a mirror and can't withstand a single blow.

"This is the sword Qi formed by the combination of Xu Shen and Zhen Yuan. It's so powerful!" Ye Pengfei was shocked. Once again, he had a deeper understanding of the powerful.

When she was in the holy land, the old lady of Fang family was also a half step spirit. Although she was only a half step spirit, she was far from becoming a real spirit. However, the power of Zhenyuan in her body made Ye Pengfei almost unable to fight back. Finally, she won by virtue of the power of black bow.

This man is just a friar of Xushen at the bottom of yuxu gate. He has a low position in yuxu gate, and even Lu Qing is more valued by the gate than him. However, today is such a man, who has broken the sword spirit that ye Pengfei is proud of.

We can see the great gap in strength.

"You are not Ye Xie, ye Tianzi of that day. Let's die. If you die, I will make a great contribution." The man looked at Ye Pengfei with disdain, and laughed wildly. He was excited that he was about to kill the famous Ye Xie.

"You think it's up to me?" Ye Pengfei frowned.

All of a sudden, he suddenly burst out a chill, with him as the center of the circle within a hundred meters, all under the cover of this chill.

"You What's the secret? " The man's face suddenly changed, like falling into the ice cellar. After being covered by the chill, his own cultivation fell sharply. In a moment, he fell from the third level of the empty God to the first level of the empty God.

This is the sun family's secret skill of "all beings are equal". Since ye Pengfei's cultivation, it is the first time that he has used it in actual combat.

However, he did not choose to shake with the man, but at the moment of shock, he turned on again and ran away from his head.

The man quickly reflected that after Ye Peng flew 100 meters away from him, his cultivation recovered to the third level of the virtual God, and quickly caught up with him.

He was shocked by Ye Pengfei's magic power, but also understood the shortcomings of this magic power. As long as he is not close to Ye Pengfei within 100 meters, his magic power is equal to decoration.

"Don't let Ye Xie run away. After catching him, first cut off his feet and let me make it slowly to vent my past hatred." The speaker is Simon Ao. He hears that the sound wave comes from afar like thunder, faster than the speed of sound.

At the moment when ye Pengfei fought with the man just now, Ximen AO and another virtual God strongman had gradually approached. Their speed was only a little slower than when ye Pengfei started the extreme speed. They hung far behind Ye Pengfei and pursued persistently.

"Ye Xie, you can't run away. You'd better go down on your knees and call me grandfather. I can save you from death, or we will take your life when we catch up with you." Cried another.

"Ye Tianzi, I didn't expect you to have today. In the past, you were not superior and didn't look at us at all. Today, you were forced to run away like a lost dog by the three of us. What was your pride in the past? Was it eaten by a dog? "The three laughed and laughed, laughing and laughing.

In the past, Ye Xie was high in the yuxu gate, and the limelight was endless. All these people, including Ximen Ao, could only look up to him. However, today, ye Tianzi, the Holy Son Ye Xie, is chased by himself and others. He runs away like a lost dog. He is really happy. He only feels that he will never have such a happy thing in his life.

Ye Pengfei scolded in his heart: "Bai Chengzi, you old bastard, I will remember today's hardships. One day, I will give back a hundred times my accomplishments."

Today, he was chased and killed, thanks to the gift of Bai Chengzi. In order to protect his disciple Ye Xie, Bai Chengzi asked Ye Pengfei to bear the blood debt for Ye Xie and be Ye Xie's ghost. It's extremely vicious, but he still can't explain it clearly.

"It's not the way to go on like this. Although these three people can't catch up with me for a while, they are really rich and powerful. They are much stronger than me. After a long time, my speed will surely slow down and they will catch up with me. We must try to get rid of them as soon as possible."

Ye Peng thinks quickly, and his mind sweeps around. He suddenly sees a huge river in the distance, and his heart suddenly moves.

"The river is thousands of feet deep, and there are powerful monsters in it. Maybe I can escape their pursuit."

Without hesitation, ye Pengfei turned around and flew towards the river.