Chapter 945

In this extreme worry, when they came to Kunlun mountain to carry out the mission, they all secretly longed for it in their hearts, hoping to complete the mission successfully. They should never meet Ye Lingfeng, the murderer.

But now things go against their wishes. Ye Lingfeng still appears in front of them. How can they not be frightened.

"I suggest you stop pointing guns at me, otherwise, I don't guarantee you'll see the moon at night." Looking at the muzzle of those black holes, ye Lingfeng takes out the reincarnation sword with a smile. After weighing it in his hand, he looks at those prisoners with a smile. His words are plain and funny. Song Feng, who doesn't know the details of Ye Lingfeng, can't help laughing.

But as soon as he laughed, Song Feng felt something was wrong. Because after hearing Ye Lingfeng's funny words, they didn't laugh. On the contrary, they were even more frightened, as if their lives were threatened.

"Kill God, you seem to have made a mistake. Now you are surrounded by us, not us." Jesus frowned and looked scornful. He looked down on the performance of the prisoners these days. Then he said with a smile to Ye Lingfeng, "I advise you to be honest if you know the truth. Don't make each other look ugly."

"Around me? Are you going to surround me with these sticks? " Ye Lingfeng chuckled, his mouth full of contempt. Some time ago, faced with the siege of so many prisoners, he was really afraid. But now that the flying sword has become, he has full confidence that he can break the blockade of these people before these people hold the trigger.

"Do it!" Jesus frowned. Although these people were afraid of Ye Lingfeng, they didn't know much about ye Lingfeng. However, they were also on the list of killers. He did a detailed investigation on Ye Lingfeng. Although he was arrogant, he was not the kind of boaster. Now he actually said that these guns were burning sticks. Maybe he really had something to rely on.

Not only that, after ye Lingfeng appeared, he felt a kind of terrible breath from ye Lingfeng. Although the breath was looming, it made him feel creepy, so he wanted to start as soon as possible to avoid change later.

"When old friends meet, why can't they talk well and make it so bloody?" Hearing what Jesus said, ye Lingfeng sighed and said with regret as the hands of the prisoners began to pull the trigger.

Jesus sneered and said nothing. Although he didn't know why Ye Lingfeng was afraid, in this era of hot weapons, even if ye Lingfeng had three heads and six arms, he couldn't avoid a round of shooting.

And when everyone pulled the trigger, Clint was the only one who was stunned and carefully moved his fingertips away from the trigger.

Although the words are understated, ye Lingfeng's speed on his hand is not slow at all. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the reincarnation sword suddenly comes out of its sheath and sweeps out a rainbow in the air. It flies in front of the prisoners present.

"What is it?" Seeing ye Lingfeng's sword flying out like a missile, the smile on Jesus' face suddenly stops. After questioning, he suddenly hears the cry behind him. When he turns around, his face is filled with shock and horror.

Just after the flying sword swept like a golden light, except for Clint, the submachine guns in the hands of other prisoners fell to the ground, followed by their heads on their necks.

The length of each broken neck is more than usual. The broken marks are all three inches on the neck. It's like a surgeon doing a surgical operation. The accuracy is comparable to that of a robot.

"Dream, it must be dream..." Song Feng, who was still giggling and thought that he could watch a good play that could make people sieve, was completely stunned and kept explaining to himself. However, the smell of blood made him know that it was a fact, not a dream.

Clint, who survived, saw nothing but horror and fluke.

For the first time, there was a touch of panic in Jesus' eyes. From his debut to now, even when he was surrounded by enemies hundreds of times greater than himself in the Middle East, he was not as frightened as he was at this moment.

Not only that, he can see that ye Lingfeng killed these people on purpose. If he dares to show his uncooperative attitude towards Ye Lingfeng, what will happen next will be more bloody than at the moment.

"I've already said how happy it is to meet old friends, talk with friendly people, have a chat, and cooperate with the surrounding weather, but you have to force me to make it so bloody..." Ye Lingfeng sighed with a cigarette in his mouth, a look of regret, and his eyes were full of blame, as if he was complaining about Jesus.

"What kind of cultivation are you?" After taking a breath and calming down his fear with the bloody air, Jesus stepped back without hesitation and yelled at Ye Lingfeng. At the same time, he felt his hand in his pocket more quietly.

"Not high, not low, just to the prefecture level, to deal with you just right." How could ye Lingfeng not see Jesus' action, and he knew what Jesus was going to do. After a smile, he said faintly, "why, are you going to beat chicken blood?"How does he know everything? At the moment when ye Lingfeng's voice fell, Jesus' hand had been drawn out of his pocket, and in his palm was a syringe filled with bright red liquid, and then he suddenly inserted it into his heart.

Hiss! The long needle pierced into the chest, and the bright red liquid was immediately pushed into the heart. Then, Jesus' originally handsome facial features began to twist violently, as if in great pain.

Not only that, with the injection of liquid, his cultivation also began to rise rapidly. The power of the whole body soon rose from the late stage of Xuanji to the early stage of the prefecture level.

What is the medicine that the prisoner injects? Why can he improve his cultivation so much in a short time? Ye Lingfeng didn't stop Jesus' action. If he wanted to completely destroy the prisoner, he had to find out the means of the prisoner, and this strange red liquid was also an unavoidable part. For him, Jesus, who was injected with the liquid medicine, was a white mouse.

However, different from the previous prisoners who were facing the injection of liquid medicine, ye Lingfeng always felt strange and familiar with the breath of Jesus when he was facing Jesus at this moment, and he seemed to have a feeling of occupying an overwhelming position in the face of this breath.