Chapter 1552

In the realm of life spring, if you add one more life spring, you will be able to increase your combat power. Such a rare thing is fatal to any monk who hopes to promote his cultivation to the realm of life spring.

"Well, you can go away!" After asking the answer, ye Lingfeng released the xuandu disciple.

When he got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the xuandu disciple gritted his teeth and stared at Ye Lingfeng. He said in a cold voice, "you'd better put away these four storage rings. Someone will take them for us later!"

"Well, no one will think that there are too many storage rings. If you xuandu mansion wants to send more storage rings to buy your life, I won't refuse." The leaf Ling breeze hey however a smile, eyebrow tip tiny pick, not cold not hot of return to that Xuan Du mansion disciple a.

"Bad embryo, you are in big trouble this time..." After the xuandu disciples left, Qin Miaomiao gloated at Ye Lingfeng and said, "Feng Qingyu is very vengeful. You provoked these xuandu disciples and beat them into such a pig's head. When he comes to you, you will have a good look."

"We'll see." Ye Lingfeng smiles calmly, his sword eyebrows are slightly picked, and there is no fear in his eyes. On the contrary, he is full of fighting spirit.

How can he not hear that the person in the mouth of this xuandu mansion disciple is Feng Qingyu. Even the emperor of the state of Qin was very optimistic about him and thought that he was qualified to become a hero in the future. But it doesn't mean that ye Lingfeng is afraid of him. He has the secret of Xuantian and the blood of Pan nationality. Ye Lingfeng doesn't think his future achievements will be inferior to Feng's.

What's more, genius can only bloom in fighting. If Feng Qingyu wants to be his grindstone, he won't mind.

"Yulong, lingquanzao..." After the voice fell, Qin Miao didn't pay any attention to schadenfreude. Ye Lingfeng went to the lake, put his hand into the lake and gently shook it. He turned his head and looked at the white giant wolf thoughtfully. The corners of his mouth showed a narrow color. Suddenly, he said, "little white wolf, although you are a wolf, you are not just like a dog. You can only scratch with a dog?"

White giant wolf smell speech a Leng, then heart suddenly a Lin, have a kind of not good premonition. But before it can react, ye Lingfeng suddenly appears behind him, and then kicks it out like a ball, kicking it into the lake.

Bang! In the splashing water, the white giant wolf looked up to the sky and howled, mourning in his heart. It's really bad for eight generations to follow such a metamorphosis.

"It's a pity that lingquanzao, the ichthyosaur we found, was taken advantage of by the little bastard named Mu!"

After being far away from the lake, the disciple of xuandu mansion, whose cheeks were deformed by Ye Lingfeng, was rescued by the disciples. Looking at the angry and decadent fellow disciples around him, he gritted his teeth.

He really didn't expect that ye Lingfeng was so abnormal that he could easily beat them into such a pig's head without falling down. Not only that, they even acted more arrogantly than xuandu mansion and asked them to hand over the ring to buy their lives.

"Even if he gets it, as long as elder martial brother Feng gets it, these things will not belong to xuandu mansion sooner or later!" The friar, who was trampled on by Ye Lingfeng, sneered and said in a cold voice, "those who dare to provoke my xuandu mansion will never come to a good end!"

"That's right. Elder martial brother Feng will surely die!" The voice fell, the other three immediately echoed, and even the decadent color on their faces were swept away, as if they had seen the picture of Ye Lingfeng being killed by Feng Qingyu at the moment.

The friar laughed and was about to say something when he suddenly looked at the jungle in front of him and said, "who?"

At the moment when the voice fell, a group of people came out of the woods in front of them. Seeing the person in front of him, the friar was slightly relieved. Then he arched his hand to the visitor and said, "it's Mr. Murdoch."

It's not ye Mo or the ye people who appear in front of them at the moment. Who else can it be.

"How did the Taoist friends of xuandu mansion become like this? Listen to what you just said, it seems that the Taoist friend named mu in wanchu Holy Land provoked you?" Ye Mo nodded with a smile, walked forward two steps, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, he's just a guy who doesn't know what to do." The friar nodded and said calmly, "but he won't be arrogant for long. As long as elder martial brother Feng takes the hand, he will pay the price of bleeding for his behavior."

"But I don't think you're going to be too hard on your friends when you meet them like this?" Ye Mo chuckles twice and agrees with the monk's words. Then the front of the conversation suddenly turns and says with a smile.

The friar was stunned and looked at Ye Mo with some doubts. He frowned and said, "what does Master Mo mean?"

"It's not interesting..." With a faint smile, ye Mo stepped forward. Then, his five fingers suddenly opened forward, and a touch of gold thread suddenly appeared. With the power of lightning, he quickly crossed the four friars' necks and took their lives. Looking at the trembling eyes, he said, "I just think if you die The anger of the friends of the wind may be more intense, which will be more fun. "

As the voice fell, ye Mo's hand moved, and the spread of the golden silk thread suddenly returned to his palm, clear and invisible."Young master, just now these people said that the boy surnamed Mu seems to be collecting lingquanzao. Do you want us to join in the fun?" As for Yemo's actions and the smell of blood on the ground, the monks of yezu who followed Yemo seemed to have been used to them for a long time. After bowing to him, they had some ideas.

Lingquanzao is extremely miraculous, which has a supreme magical effect on the promotion of condensate to Mingquan. Even though they were born in the Ye family and had a deep foundation, there was no such treasure in the family, so they naturally wanted to rob them.

"Don't provoke that boy for a while, let him live for a while, and wait until the concentration grass is in hand, then calculate the total." With a faint smile, ye Mo glanced at the bodies of the four xuandu disciples on the ground and said with a smile, "with my strength and the anger of Feng Qingyu, I don't believe that the lawless boy can still walk out of the Feilai mountains alive!"

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WOW! WOW! WOW!

At the same time, the white wolf was kicked into the lake by Ye Lingfeng, and his limbs fluctuated wildly in the lake.

Just a short time, it covered with silver hair, have been wet by the lake, a continuous stick on the body. In addition to the funny action of four limbs ploughing, it seems that there is no God Jun in the past, just like a drowning dog.