He saw the position of his neck. At the moment, there was a blood mark on the tip of the broken knife. The carotid artery was abruptly cut. The blood was like a column of water from a high-pressure faucet, splashing in all directions.

What's more, after the point of the knife passed his neck, the attack didn't stop at all. It suddenly passed the necks of the other three companions beside him. Four streams of blood intertwined together, just like a beautiful fountain.

Who is this guy and why is he so tough? At this time, the stabbing pain was like a flood, which swept the young man's four limbs and all kinds of skeletons. He completely drowned his will, leaned forward and hit his head in the pool of blood on the ground when he cut off the head of the fifth layer of condensate gas with his previous knife.

The same is five layers of condensate gas, but the strength is so different, the result is even more different! One hit three kill, the crowd is completely in silence, all people look at Ye Lingfeng's eyes, as if they are looking at the devil.

After the awakening of Pan clan's blood, ye Lingfeng had the strength to fight against the sixth floor of condensate gas. After he got the formula of war, although his strength was still in the fifth floor of condensate gas, killing the sixth floor of condensate gas was like killing mole ants.

Moreover, although the four men's accomplishments are on the sixth floor of condensate gas, they are actually solitary ghosts with no school and no door. They have no stronger ability except that their magic power is stronger than that of ordinary monks, so they are not even big mole ants.

In the face of the death of the four, ye Lingfeng is very calm. He just walks forward slowly, and then picks up the things collected by the four corpses in the pool of blood and puts them in the storage ring.

Looking at the picture of Ye Lingfeng shooting a finger to kill someone, and then calmly searching for things, Song Ling and song qinger's brother and sister, just like those onlookers around, look at Ye Lingfeng in horror. He really didn't expect that the company he was looking for was so powerful.

He had never seen Ye Lingfeng as rebellious as he was. With the cultivation of five layers of condensate gas, he killed four six layers of condensate gas in a flash. I'm afraid that even some of the disciples of the main sect can't do it.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness. Fortunately, he invited Ye Lingfeng to go with him just for the sake of song qinger's safety. If he had evil intentions towards Ye Lingfeng, I'm afraid the four corpses are his fate.

"This spirit stone is for you..." After the search, ye Lingfeng hands the inferior spirit stone to Song Ling, who is struggling to get up from the ground. When he picked up the spirit stone just now, he had seen it. It was very complicated, even a little inferior to the one he had cut out of the strange stones in the Lakeside Park.

"Thank you very much." Song Ling obviously didn't expect that ye Lingfeng would give him the spirit stone. After receiving the spirit stone, Song Ling looked at Ye Lingfeng with emotion and said, "brother mu, I really didn't expect that your accomplishments are so high. When I first saw you, I thought you were new to the fifth layer of condensate gas, but you were not my opponent. Now I think it's ridiculous. "

"Now that we've talked about going together, we have to face the danger side by side." Ye Lingfeng smiles and shakes his head, indicating that Song Ling doesn't have to. Just now, Song Ling stepped forward to defend song qinger's picture, which made him think of some pictures when he was young and stood up in front of Xiao Yun to protect her from the wind and rain. It was for this reason that he would defend the brothers and sisters.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Just when Song Ling wanted to thank him for a few more words, along the distant sky above everyone's head, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking the sky. Then, more than ten rainbow appeared suddenly, with great momentum.

"Flying with the sword, the strong one in the spring..." When the sound wave came, the underground people immediately looked up and looked at the top of their heads. When they saw the rainbow, they immediately showed envy and murmured.

Ye Lingfeng fixed his eyes on the sky when he heard the words. Sure enough, there was a shadow standing in the rainbow.

Is this the spring of life? This scene makes Ye Lingfeng feel excited. He has an impulse to vibrate the reincarnation sword and soar to the sky to see what the strong man who has reached the realm of life spring looks like.

"The other four heroes in the southern region should send people to visit the holy land of wanchu, otherwise there would not be such a big battle!" Looking at the rainbow above his head, song Lingyan was envious, and he was afraid.

Whoa! However, at this time, the rainbow above the heads of the people suddenly stagnated, and then fell to the ground. As soon as Guanghua converged, more than ten human figures appeared on the ground, each of which was full of glittering treasure, with great stature and extraordinary heroism.

What's more, the most attractive one is a young man riding a flying sword with an old man with white hair. He is about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He is dressed in white, and his eyes are like water. At one glance, he almost makes people suspect that he is the son of God.

"You guys, how far is it from wanchu holy land?" The young man glanced at the pool of blood, and then turned his head to ask Ye Lingfeng and others coldly.

Although this person's speech does not contain any emotion, it has a kind of condescending feeling. Moreover, when the eyes pass over the people, it seems that they are not looking at the same species, but at a group of mole ants. It's like saying one more word to them, that is, to defile one's identity.Condensate eight! Looking at the young man, ye Lingfeng quietly released his mind to explore, and immediately found that his cultivation had not reached the spring of life, but it was only one step away from the great perfection of Congqi, which is often said in the realm of heaven.

"From then on, a hundred miles north is the holy land of wanchu." Just when ye Lingfeng was exploring, Song Ling had already saluted several people, and then said respectfully.

"In order to catch up with the beast, he really went in the wrong direction..." Hearing this, the young man suddenly put on a smile, turned his head and looked at the old man with white hair behind him, and said, "second uncle, it's good that I didn't listen to you, otherwise, the road would be wrong."

Hiss When hearing the young man say "stepping on the cloud beast", ye Lingfeng clearly finds that Song Ling's eyes shrink.

"For you." After making fun of the old man with white hair, the smile on the young man's face disappeared and he didn't thank him. With a move of his finger, he threw something in front of Song Ling. Then the ten people turned into streamers and rushed into the sky.

This guy is so rude! When ye Lingfeng saw this, he could not help frowning slightly. In the world of mortals, he has long been used to the equal relationship between people. When he goes out, he needs someone to show him the way. If he is not paid, he should at least give thanks. Even if this young man has an extraordinary origin, he should not be so publicized.