In the harsh sound of lightning, Deng Yifei rushed to the three martial artists who broke the sky.

The Red Blood Sword broke the raging fire, broke the hurricane, and attacked the three warriors who broke the sky with thunder.

"Hiss ~"

A martial artist who broke the sky blocked the red blood sword, and the furious Lei Zhenyuan attacked the other party's body with the profound meaning of thunder.

His body was stiff in mid air.

Just a stiff, he was killed by Deng Yifei with a sword!

Seeing this situation, the other two martial artists who broke the sky were retreating.

Before they started, they didn't know that they were facing the aurora swordsman Deng Yifei.

They thought it was some martial artists who didn't know what to do and jumped out to meddle in their own affairs.

If they had known that the other party was Deng Yifei, they would not have torn their face on the spot. At least they would have invited their ancestors over and turned their faces again.

"At the later stage of breaking the sky, escape separately!"

Deng Yifei killed a martial artist in the early stage of breaking the sky. The martial artist in the middle stage of breaking the sky judged Deng Yifei's strength level at a glance.

The two martial artists of the Shen family immediately dispersed.

"Escape? How can I let you escape? Thunder step!"

Thunderbolt step, a Xuan level body method, may not be good at long-distance tracking, but it is extremely good at speed burst!

In the thunder of "boom", Deng Yifei directly caught up with the martial artist in the middle of breaking the sky.

Looking at Deng Yifei standing in front of him, the martial artist in the middle of the Shen family's breaking heaven scolded, "Damn it, why did you come after me?"

"You are strong!"

Deng Yifei replied, and the blue thunder greeted him!

"Is it my fault that I am strong?"

"You can understand that!"

In the roar of thunder, Deng Yifei killed the Shen family's middle martial artist who broke the sky.

A warm current fed back into the body from the red blood sword, and Deng Yifei slowly closed his eyes.

The energy of a martial artist in the middle of breaking heaven is far from enough to support his strength to reach the peak of breaking heaven.

If the feedback ratio remains the same, Deng Yifei remembers that he must kill nearly 20 peak warriors of shatianjing in order to reach the strength of peak warriors of shatianjing!

Every time a warrior is killed, he will get about 5% feedback.

This is not what the Red Blood Sword spirit told him, but his own judgment and inference.

Deng Yifei stood where he was and did not leave.

He is waiting for the Shen family.

Deng Yifei would be more satisfied if the Shen family's martial artist who just escaped could bring the Shen family's ancestors here.

In Deng Yifei's view, a family like the Shen family, which started with lending and casually ignored human life, should not exist!

"Deng Yifei, take your life!"

With the roaring wind, the sky lit up with cyan light.

A ten meter long blue light cut straight at Deng Yifei!

"Thunder step!"

Deng Yifei dodged the aura and looked up to the horizon. A white haired old man flew towards Deng Yifei!

The white haired old man's face was angry, as if Deng Yifei had a deep blood feud with him.

"Are you the Shen family?"

"I'm Shen Mingkun of the Shen family. The man who killed me just now is my son!"

"Tut Tut, what a pity!" After Deng Yifei finished speaking, he smiled again, "but he still deserved to die!"

"Hum, Deng Yifei, I just want to ask you, where on earth did my son offend you?"

"He wants to fight me!" Deng Yifei replied.

"Is that the reason?" Shen Mingkun whispered, "if you reveal your identity to him, he won't want to fight you."

"What kind of logic are you? That is to say, if the object of his attack is not me, he can still fool around?" Deng Yifei frowned and asked.

Shen Mingkun was shocked by Deng Yifei's logical anger: "but I still want to ask you, why does my son bother you?"

"You Shen family are so unscrupulous that you should lend money at usury. It's all about lending money at usury. You even forced others to death!"

"Because of this?" Shen Mingkun sank into the water.

At the beginning of the day, the man who had narrowly escaped his life replied, "my Lord, it's really because of this. I learned about the situation yesterday. Zhang erhu owed the Shen family 10000 gold coins. Yesterday, our people came to the village to collect money, and Zhang erhu died... As a result, Deng Yifei appeared!"

Shen Mingkun quickly figured out the whole story, silently closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes and looked at Deng Yifei: "I've always heard that you, Deng Yifei, are crazy, and I still don't believe it. Now it seems that it's true to say you're crazy! Just for a dead ordinary person, you even killed countless martial artists in the Shen family, including two martial artists who broke the sky!"

"So what?"

"Do you know how much energy and resources it takes to cultivate a martial artist who breaks the sky?"

"If you really love your Shen family masters, you should teach them more about their experience in dealing with the world and let them behave well one by one!"

"You... You go to hell!"

Shen Mingkun finally couldn't control his inner anger.

A son in the middle of breaking heaven died. Although he was distressed, he had not completely lost his mind.

After all, Shen Mingkun has more than one son.

But Deng Yifei's reply completely made him lose his mind.

Lift up the Red Blood Sword and firmly catch Shen Mingkun's knife. Deng Yifei said with a smile, "it seems that the top martial artist who breaks tomorrow's state is not very powerful!"

Shen Mingkun gnashed his teeth and said, "boy, I'll tear your mouth right away!"

He has never seen such a hateful descendant!

"It's not possible who will tear whose mouth!" Deng Yifei sneered and said, "listen to your Shen family talking about your family's business in person. I think you Shen family are all good people!"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean, isn't it obvious? I don't think the Shen family should exist in this world! Since they are villains, of course, they should kill them and return the whole world to a bright future!"

For no reason, Shen Mingkun's heart was cold.

He had never seen such a terrible young man.

It's not just Deng Yifei's cultivation talent, but his philosophy and cognition are completely different from ordinary martial artists!

His idea made Shen Mingkun shudder.

Who on earth can teach such a terrible young man?

"I seem to feel... You are afraid!" Deng Yifei looked at Shen Mingkun with cold eyes, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Hum, we'll see who dies first!"

"Aurora, the mystery of killing is open, thunder sword!"

Deng Yifei and Shen Mingkun directly broke out in this small mountain forest.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour. Deng Yifei cut off Shen Mingkun's head, and his injury began to recover gradually.

For Deng Yifei, killing the enemy at a small level is still a little reluctantly.