Chapter 408

"Do you think you're awesome with a move?"

Just like this, one knife after another

Several people in black didn't even show their skills, so they were easily chopped to the ground by Yi Feng. Only the leading man fell to the ground and was dying.

Such a scene has long been silly to see the master and servant next to them, and the boss with red lips is full of surprise.

From the exposed breath, we can see that these seven people are Emperor Wu.

However, in front of the young man, the seven emperors had no resistance, and were killed with a few knives.

The key is that they have not been able to see clearly what kind of cultivation this young man is!

"Didn't you rob me? Keep robbing, you trash!"

Yi Feng put the kitchen knife on the neck of the first man and shouted coldly.

"I, I'm wrong. Forgive me, forgive me, please forgive me."

"Woo woo... I shouldn't have robbed you."

Feeling the cold light on the kitchen knife, the first man knelt on the ground and heard the voice of regret.

"Hum."

"I thought you were so good. Didn't you pull just now?"

Yi Feng snorted coldly and couldn't help glancing aside.

However.

It was Yi Feng's sudden glance and distraction that flashed a ferocious cold light in the head man's eyes and suddenly burst from the ground.

At the same time, his vitality surged in his body and gathered towards his right hand.

In an instant.

A restless energy ball was condensed in his hand, sweeping the rolling storm.

"Hahaha, you are still too young."

"Just now you should have killed me directly. Since you didn't kill me the first time, bear my mortal counterattack!"

The crazy voice came out of his mouth, revealing a look of an outlaw, and pushed the powerful attack in his hand at Yi Feng's chest.

"Ah!"

"Be careful."

Seeing this, the master and servant who were watching the war suddenly stared at the frightened beautiful eyes, and anxiously shouted a reminder to Yi Feng.

They never thought that as a master of Emperor Wu, they were so insidious and cunning. They knelt down on the surface and begged for mercy, but they took advantage of people's unprepared attack behind them.

But.

It's too late!

From the attack of the man in black to his push to Yi Feng's chest, it only happened in a moment.

This palm with a strong energy ball has fallen directly on Yi Feng's chest.

This blow, hit!

"Is he dead?"

The master and servant who watched the battle saw Yi Feng's middle palm, and their hearts clicked. Meimou stared at Yi Feng, and they guessed uneasily in their hearts.

Although they were shocked by Yi Feng's previous strength, it seemed to them that it was more or less dangerous to bear the attack of Emperor Wu so close and unprepared.

The man in black who attacked also held his breath and looked at Yi Feng.

The eagle eyes, motionless.

"Dead?"

He had the same uneasy conjecture in his heart.

Wind.

Whistling past.

This moment.

There was a deathly silence in the field, and even the breath of everyone was silent.

Suddenly.

A voice broke the calm of all this.

"You touch me?"

The voice came from Yi Feng's mouth and rubbed his chest with his palm.

"You have to touch me before you die. It's a fucking counter attack. It doesn't hurt much. It's insulting enough!"

Raise your palm, pull a big mouth on the man in black's face, pull him to the ground, and step on his chest.

In this scene, the master and servant, who had made their hearts reach their throat, were directly dumbfounded.

Touch, touch you?

Emperor Wu's blow was described as touching you

Why does that sound so flat.

The man in black who was trampled on the ground was even more dull, staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes and staring at Yi Feng.

He took his strongest blow unprepared and didn't do anything?

"You, who the hell are you?"

The man in black asked word by word with unwilling and fear in his eyes.

"Who do you think I am?"

Yi Feng sneered.

The man looked at Yi Feng.

"I'm your uncle."

Yi Feng dropped a kitchen knife, clean and neat.

So far.

All seven men in black lost their lives.

"Really, anyone dares to block the way and rob these days. I really think I'm a vegetarian."

Yi Feng pulled up the clothes of the black man, and make complaints about the blood on the kitchen knife.

After putting away the kitchen knife, Yi Feng straightened his spotless robe, turned his head and looked at the two women, revealing a faint smile.

"Two girls don't have to worry."

He said gently.

Hearing the speech, the master and servant trembled. They hurriedly came over and leaned over next to Yi Feng. They shouted respectfully, "see you, master."

"Ah, what elder is not an elder? It's just to kill some garbage." Yi Feng quickly picked up the two women and said disapprovingly.

The two women couldn't help but smoke.

Emperor Wu took a mouthful of garbage. They didn't know what to say.

But it can't be refuted at all.

After all, what people say is also right. The seven emperors cut melons and vegetables like this. In people's eyes, I'm afraid Emperor Wu is really rubbish!

"I want to thank you, too."

Yi Feng then added that after all, the two girls are counseling, but the kindness to help him can be seen.

"It's very kind of you, sir. You don't need our help at all. We've become a burden to you." The two women said uneasily.

"You two are so polite."

Although what the two women said was true, Yi Feng didn't want to crack down on their good behavior of helping each other in the face of injustice, so he comforted them with joking words: "your arrival has emboldened me. After all, in front of beautiful women, I can burst out this kind of flood and famine power."

Yi Feng's joke made the nervous two women couldn't help smiling.

Unexpectedly, this expert is so funny and humorous.

Looking at his clean and gentle appearance, it seems hard to think of the terrorist who made the seven Emperor Wu forget his soul under the knife just now!

The two sides exchanged greetings again.

Learned that the woman's name is Ye Yi, next to her little maid Xiao Chun.

"By the way, is there a city ahead?" Yi Feng asked.

"Report back to the elder. There is a Guantang City dozens of miles ahead." Ye Yi replied respectfully.

"Just have a city."

Yi Feng smiled and nodded. At the same time, he said, "Miss ye, don't call me an elder or something. It's just a mortal. There's no need to be an immortal."

"Where... Mortal?"

Ye Yi looks at Yi Feng with her big red lips.

"I can't lie to you. Do you think I look like a man with accomplishments?" Yi Feng spread his hands and said with a smile.

Ye Yi puffed her mouth.

yes.

Mortal.

It looks like a mortal on the surface. At first she really believed it.

But after witnessing Yi Feng killing seven emperors, she can only say that she has never seen such a mortal in her life.

So ye Yi couldn't help laughing and said, "elder is really joking. If elder is really a mortal, how can he solve the seven people so easily."

"What can't be solved?"

Yi Feng said with a smile, "they are crooked melons and split dates, and it's not the cultivators who can play seven in a dozen. Even mortals can."

"The elder is joking again. How can mortals beat them seven." Ye Yi smiled and thought Yi Feng was making fun of her.

wait.

But just finished.

She seems to have found something wrong.

What Yi Feng said just now is that ordinary people can play seven?

What does he mean?

Ye Yi suddenly remembered that when Yi Feng just killed the seven people, he didn't show any breath, nor did he use any means of cultivating immortals. His moves were completely the same as those used by ordinary people.

Hiss!

In retrospect, ye Yi suddenly took a breath.

in other words.

The one in front of me killed seven emperors by mortal means alone?