Chapter 1314

At this time for ye Ji, is he back? At the same time, Yin Ming of qiyaozong looks warily at Ye Lingfeng, but after a glance, the tension in his eyes is swept away, and he still watches the development with a smile.

Although Ye Lingfeng changed into Tian Yifan's clothes and didn't look like a savage, his one year stay in the pan burial place has brought him too many changes. The whole person seems to have a kind of old state of vicissitudes. It's hard to recognize even familiar people. He is Ye Lingfeng, not to mention Yin Ming, who has only seen Ye Lingfeng in the picture.

"If you dare to be fussy, how about killing you?" Qian Mu is easy to restrain the palpitation in his heart. After carefully examining Ye Lingfeng, he didn't notice anything too strong from the other party's body. Then he relaxed and sneered, but his back hand suddenly moved, turned tianlingge's mental method, and hit Ye Lingfeng with a fist.

"Oh..." Ye Lingfeng nodded calmly, and did not smile, and raised his back hand gently toward Qian Mudao.

Who the hell is this man? How terrible! Although Ye Lingfeng's action is very common, it looks like he is driving something away, but just as he is doing it, his breath suddenly changes.

Even at this moment, Qian Mu and Yin Ming felt that this guy with a haircut, a beard and a shape like a savage was like a beast in the shape of a man. They could not help but want to stay away from him.

Not only that, although the eyes of the savage were calm, they were full of a strong aggressiveness, with a strong cold killing opportunity, which they had never seen before, just like each other coming from a sea of blood.

This is exactly the transformation of Ye Lingfeng in the past year. In the past year, he spent nearly 300 days in a state of muddle, with a restrained breath, killing the lizard.

A killing can change a person, let alone more than 300 days of killing, which makes Ye Lingfeng's breath converge no matter where he goes. But once it breaks out, the killing machine is better than before, just like a killing machine.

Bang! At this time, ye Lingfeng's hand, which he pulled out at will, had already collided with Qian Muyun's fist.

That seemingly understated action, when touching Qian Mu's fist, unexpectedly burst out the incomparable strength, just like the torrent of breaking the dike, easily annihilated Qian Mu.

Click! Just a touch, Qian Mu's right fist suddenly heard the sound of bone crack, and immediately the blood rain fell, people flew out, hit the back wall heavily, even after hitting the wall, it was Shengsheng who broke a big hole in the wall.

This guy? Yin Ming's face was unbelievable. Although Qian Mu was not a top-notch expert, he was at least in the middle of the prefecture level. However, in front of him, he was slapped and hit hard.

"Since you want to kill me, I have to kill you first." Ye Lingfeng did a trivial thing with a calm look.

He killed Cham? Yin Ming was stunned when he heard the words, and then he quickly turned his head and looked back. As soon as he saw the broken wall, he felt like falling into an ice cellar. Qian Mu, who was plucked by Ye Lingfeng's hand, saw the bone of his right arm come out of his skin. The white bone bent at a strange angle and pierced into his heart. The blood was red. The whole person could not die any more.

Who is this guy? Why is his cultivation so strong and his killing power so heavy? Yin Ming has been completely absent-minded, the scene in front of him makes his heart shudder and feel that there is a kind of death crisis approaching.

"Are you going to kill me, too?" And at this time, ye Lingfeng's eyes calm toward Yin Ming, light way.

Just being swept away by the calm eyes, Yin Ming suddenly felt cold. He forced himself to resist the palpitation of his heart, clenched his teeth, arched his hand at Ye Lingfeng, and said, "I don't know your name, but if you want to provoke me when you kill the disciples of Tianling Pavilion so recklessly, don't you worry about arousing the anger of Tianling Pavilion and my Qiyao sect, elder martial brother Yang?"

"Don't be so arrogant. Even if you are strong, we are not necessarily your opponents if we go together!" At the same time, the other two of Tianling Pavilion and Qiyao sect also stood up and stared at Ye Lingfeng.

"Together? Oh... " Ye Lingfeng nodded and then said, "let's die together."

As the words fall, ye Lingfeng's body moves. His right palm is printed on Yin Ming's chest, his left palm is on another person's chest of Qiyao sect, and his right foot is slightly raised to touch one person's forehead in Tianling Pavilion

As soon as ye Lingfeng's right palm was printed on Yin Ming's chest, it immediately made him feel as if his chest had become a piece of rotten wood, which was easily punctured. Even he could feel the slight sound of his heart breaking

While killing Yin Ming, ye Lingfeng's left palm is also mercilessly patted on another person's chest. With one hand, the skeleton of the man's chest suddenly became a hollow at the speed visible to the naked eye. Without a snort, countless bright red blood bubbles began to emerge along the man's mouth. It was obvious that the broken ribs had pierced his heart.Poof! Then, there was a sound of ripe watermelon being cut. Ye Lingfeng killed two people in a row, and the tip of his foot was on the forehead of the people in Tianling Pavilion.

Just a light touch, it called Tianling pavilion that person's head blossoming peach blossom, red and white things splashed out, spraying all over the ground.

At the same time of killing the last man, ye Lingfeng's feet moved, and he stepped back two steps. All the splashed plasma fell in front of his feet, not even a trace of it.

Not only that, his back was as straight as a javelin, and his eyes were still calm, as if what he was doing now was still a trivial matter for him.

Three strikes! Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone in the auction house was cold hearted. They were used to the strength of tianlingge and qiyaozong. Now this kind of one-sided massacre made them feel unreal.

He Qiqiang, once a man of Tianling Pavilion and Qiyao sect, turned his hand to cloud and covered it with rain. He was in charge of other people's life and death, but now he is as humble as a mole ant in front of this calm man who looks like a savage.

This huge gap made their mind unable to calm down at all. They just felt like they had entered a dream. They don't understand how strong a person is that he is confident enough to kill the two most popular disciples of the nine schools of ancient Chinese martial arts calmly and calmly.