"Yes, the look in my eyes just now is simply dismissive. I didn't pay attention to you at all. It's too arrogant!"
"But if elder martial brother Ye does this, I'm afraid the Holy Spirit family won't give up. Originally, I heard that he came to raise the teacher's guilt this time. Now it's adding fuel to the fire. In the end, I'm afraid he can't do good!" Many people can't help worrying when they see this scene. How can the Holy Spirit family give up.
"Elder martial brother Ye is too cruel. No wonder such a person can become a peerless talent in a short time. We really can't do it!"
"No wonder I heard that he used to be a lawless man. No one would end up provoking him. Do these people of the Holy Spirit family still think he is just an ordinary person and can be scared away?"
"What are you still doing? Don't you save people quickly?" Lingqiong said with an ugly face.
Elder Gong's words just now were like a bus slapping her in the face. She originally said she would teach Ye Xiwen a lesson, but in fact, ye Xiwen slapped her in the face with practical actions, which made her blush.
But she can't leave her followers behind.
At her command, those masters behind him immediately took action, helped Feng Ruizong up and took him a pill, which restrained his injury and made his almost cracked head better.
But at this time, he did not dare to challenge Ye Xiwen any more. At this time, he did not dare to find Ye Xiwen's trouble. He was slapped out and almost broke his head. No matter how big his brain hole is, he knows that there is a huge gap between himself and ye Xiwen.
"What a cruel boy, this is a dead hand. Feng Ruizong's head was almost ripped open. Although it's better now, there will be some sequelae left. I don't know when to clean it up!" An old man behind lingqiong looked at the injury and said angrily.
His breath rushed out uncontrollably, like a hot flame. It's like a mist. It comes out of the body.
"It's just a duel. Why are you so cruel? Are you going to leave an indelible injury on him?" The old man looked at Ye Xiwen angrily and roared.
"I've been merciful, or I'll slap him to death!" Ye Xiwen said faintly.
It makes the experts of the Holy Spirit family ashamed and angry, especially those of the younger generation. At this time, they are ashamed and angry and don't know what to say.
Feng Ruizong is among them. Ability and strength are the peak figures. They have long been the peak of habitat. Even they are rubbish. What are they?
Originally, they only thought that the rumors from the outside world were only rumors after all. After meeting, they were even more disappointed. Indeed, they were not as famous as they were. The cultivation of the district head in the later period was actually boasted of such a record.
How ridiculous it seems now.
Originally, they just suspected that the death of Saint could not be related to Ye Xiwen, but they didn't believe that it was related to an eternal life, so it seemed that Saint couldn't be too useless.
It just doesn't look like this at all. The human beings in the later stage of longevity are afraid to have the ability to go against the sky.
"Mercy. Is that mercy?" The old man looked at Ye Xiwen angrily. His relationship with Feng Ruizong was excellent on weekdays. Although one was an old man and the other was a young man, the difference was not so big. It was only more than 100000 years at most. Even Feng Ruizong was recommended to Ling Qiong as a follower. "What a merciful man. What if you don't show mercy to your men?"
"Kill it!" Ye Xiwen said coldly, his face cold, without the slightest expression fluctuation.
"Hahaha, OK, it's a good one to kill. If I kill you, don't shout!" The old man laughed angrily and said with a laugh.
Then he forced Ye Xiwen step by step.
"Miss Ling, although we respect the Holy Spirit family in Yingu, it doesn't mean that people of your Holy Spirit family can be so presumptuous in our Yingu!" Elder Gong said coldly that the Holy Spirit family has repeatedly challenged his psychological bottom line, which has made him extremely unhappy.
"Elder Gong, it's not that our Holy Spirit family wants to make trouble, but if we can't explain it to us, we won't give up so easily. At first, I didn't believe that someone dared to kill our Holy Spirit family's disciples, but ye Xiwen dared to do so in front of me. It seems that there's nothing to be afraid of Speaking of it, is it true that the previous rumors are true that Sheng can't really die at the hands of your disciple Ye Xiwen? " Ling qiongteng stood up at once and said firmly.
Ye Xiwen was like a mirror in his heart. He really came to ask questions. He couldn't help sneering and saying, "why, the people of your Holy Spirit family can't die. In the sea of buried gods, countless gods fall every year. However, the people of your Holy Spirit family are very precious and can't die?"
"So you're an adult. You can't kill the saint?" Ling Qiong glanced at Ye Xiwen coldly and said.
Unusual indifference in words.
"Yes, he did. If he dares to compete with me for the ten thousand Dharma wheel, he will die!" Ye Xiwen said faintly.
"Good courage, it's arrogant. You must hand over the ten thousand Dharma wheel and the arrogant boy!"
"We must let him die without a burial place!"
"Kill his nine clans and eliminate their hatred!"
These masters of the Holy Spirit family saw that ye Xiwen agreed so easily. They couldn't help shouting one after another, as if they were fiercely provoked by something.
These people burst out bursts of powerful light, and they had the idea of fighting if they didn't agree.
"Presumptuous!" Elder Gong immediately shouted, "is this where you can be presumptuous? It's not his fault that ye Xiwen killed Sheng. I asked him to apologize to you!"
Elder Gong turned to Ye Xiwen and said, "don't apologize quickly. Have a good attitude and be sincere!"
Ye Xiwen was funny, but many experts of the Holy Spirit family were almost angry. What is an apology? They had a better attitude.
They are dead, an immortal level master, and they are the object of their cultivation. Now, how about an apology to push everything over?
It's wishful thinking!
The old guy is obviously determined to report Ye Xiwen for approval.
"Elder Gong, I respect you as an elder, but you can't be so partial to Ye Xiwen. He is arrogant and doesn't pay attention to our Holy Spirit family. If you let him go, how can my holy spirit family face!" Said the old man, holding back his anger.
"What does the face of the Holy Spirit family have to do with me?" Gong Changlao simply said coldly. He didn't even bother to do face-to-face Kung Fu.
"You..." The old man was mad with anger.
"Don't forget, according to the agreement of the major forces, he died in vain in the sea of buried gods. Who let him want to rob the wheel of ten thousand dharmas beyond his power!" At this time, ye Xiwen interrupted, "if you don't have strength, you want to get such a treasure. What's it if you don't overestimate your strength?"
"Well, well, well, you're overestimating yourself. I think you're also overestimating yourself. Just because you're a mole ant, you dare to provoke our Holy Spirit family. Wait until I take you down!" The old man had been stimulated by his seven tricks. At this time, he had no time to think more. He directly turned his hand into a huge fierce claw and grabbed it down at Ye Xiwen.
Like a bird of prey in the sky, if you grasp it, even the gods will be caught through the bones of their bodies.
"Bold!" Elder Gong was furious. The people of the Holy Spirit family were so presumptuous and hateful.
He was about to make a move, but he heard Ye Xiwen leisurely say: "the elder doesn't have to worry about it. It's the so-called killing chickens. How can I use an ox knife to deal with this local chicken and tile dog? I'm more than enough alone!"
The old man was overjoyed. What he feared most was that elder Gong bullied the small and relied on the old to sell the old. Now that ye Xiwen said so, it was a great good thing for him.
"Hum, you're looking for your own death. Now, no one can save you!" The old man immediately laughed and said with a cold hum. As soon as his voice fell, his big hand had caught Ye Xiwen's head.
This is the breath of the immortal environment. The breath of dominating the world is something that no habitat master can have.
"It's hard to say who is trying to die. Since you dare to do it to me in full view of the public, don't blame me for being rude. The face of the Holy Spirit family is worth so much money. I've given you face. Since you don't want face, don't blame others for death!"
At this time, ye Xiwen said coldly, his body broke out an amazing momentum. He was many times stronger than when he cleaned up Feng Ruizong just now. His whole body was surrounded by laws, like a golden vortex, forming a towering storm.
Every pore on his body was opening, spitting out amazing sword Qi, and then it broke out, and the sword Qi rushed into the sky.
Directly cut off the big hand.
"Bang!"
This big hand was cut off on the spot, and the whole big hand exploded on the spot. The sword idea extended into the void and rushed directly to the old man's body.
"Ah!" The old man screamed and covered his shoulder. The blood kept flowing down. But it turned out that his whole arm was in the air and was cut and exploded by Ye Xiwen's sword.