Chapter 2098

A word issued, no less than in the boiling oil pot inside a cold water, the atmosphere of solidification instantly burst.

Then the war began! Except for a small number of monks who were watching, most of the people on the lakeside attacked and killed forward. Their goal was very clear, that is, to work together to subdue Ye Lingfeng, so as to offer a reward to the Eastern god Dynasty and xuandu mansion.

In an instant, the cry of killing started to shake the sky. The breath of terrible mana waves made the world tremble.

"Lord, do we really want to sit back and watch this happen? So many people are besieging, which has destroyed the fairness of the selection! " At the same time, seeing this scene, Liu mingjue in the hall said in a deep voice.

Although she didn't like Ye Lingfeng, the moment Ye Lingfeng passed the test and recognized the triple pill, she began to regard Ye Lingfeng as her own disciple. Now so many people attack Ye Lingfeng on a large scale, which makes her feel worried.

Therefore, she wanted to plead with the Langya Pavilion leader, and let him use the selection rules to stop these people.

"The rule of selection is very simple, that is to collect enough Keepsake regardless of means. Once the selection process is started, we must not interfere in the selection process unless it is our fault. " Langya Pavilion leader's face changed for a moment. He slowly shook his head and said to Liu mingjue, "if he loses, it's his life. We can't change anything."

Liu mingjue's face turned pale and her eyes were full of worry. She could not bear to see the picture in the water mirror again.

Although the battle of wits and bravery with hanjiao has shown that this young man is not only talented in Dan Dao, but also brave and resourceful. As the saying goes, it's hard to fight with two fists and four feet. Now the enemies are around, and no one knows what the final result will be.

In a flash, more than ten magic weapons roared out, carrying the sharp cold awn, and went to Ye Lingfeng. Countless kinds of secret arts mixed together, and came as vast as the tide, filled with a kind of violent momentum.

Just when everything seems to be on the edge of the most critical moment, ye Lingfeng, who is standing quietly in the field, finally moves. He has a calm look, without any emotion fluctuation, but his eyes become cold and heartless, and he moves boldly.

"Bing Zi Jue!" The empty move of the right hand urges the word Jue of the soldier, and the empty space condenses the word of the soldier, and presses down the sharp weapon of the divine soldier.

Zheng! The golden word "Bing" appeared in the air. In an instant, it roared. If you want to break the magic weapon that has been broken through for nine days, it's like falling into the mire. In an instant, you cut off the connection with a group of monks and can't move forward.

"Hold the seal of the mountain!" The left hand swings, the breath condenses, like a real towering mountain in the air, and then it collapses suddenly. The terrible breath again and again strikes those monks' skills.

Boom! Before the friars could understand why the weapon of their imperial envoy suddenly lost its connection, the towering breath of the seal of the mountain fell down like a flood, crushing their released skills and hitting them.

The friars who rushed in the front were the first to bear the brunt of the violent atmosphere. They were directly split and burst apart.

Red blood and white bones suddenly flew up and splashed on the ground. The bloody and terrible scene was creepy.

This is Ye Lingfeng's character. If you respect me, I respect you. But if you offend me, I will be punished for three years. Since these monks are attracted by the reward offered by the eastern earth God, if they want to fight against him, they must be ready to die.

Why is that? Why is it that this boy, like us, is a golden elixir with no time? Why does he have a crushing attack?

Shock and fear, at this moment, filled in the hearts of each of the hands.

But before the complex mood in their hearts fell, after ye Lingfeng's strike, the three strikes of divine fire had been carried out, and the rosefinch flapped its wings, like a real rosefinch flapping its wings, and started a terrible killing.

Poof! His speed was too fast. In a flash, the two friars nearest to him were swept by rosefinch wings. Before they had time to respond, people were just like pieces of paper, and they were beaten to spit blood and fly.

This situation makes people feel that it is like a unilateral massacre without any suspense.

Even killing two people, ye Lingfeng's speed still hasn't slowed down. Just as the two people flew up, his body had reached the top of another monk who was a little closer to him. He stepped down and heavily stepped on the top of that monk's head.

Poof! The tip of the foot fell, and a dull sound came out that the ripe watermelon had been cut. Then, along the monk's neck, there was a large peach blossom blooming, red blood as petals, white brain as stamens, scattered all over the world.

But ye Lingfeng just stepped on his head, and his posture was as graceful as an immortal. Although a large amount of blood splashed up, he didn't touch his body at all.

Whoa! Then the reincarnation sword came out and penetrated the chest of a monk who wanted to escape.

The sharp sword directly pierced it and nailed it firmly to the ground. The blood instantly dyed the ground red.

Bang! After one hit, ye Lingfeng's attack finally stopped. He fell to the ground like a javelin. His waist was straight, his blue clothes were not stained with any blood, and his eyes were merciless. He looked around at the arrogant heroes.In this scene, all the monks in the other room were cold hearted. They were all arrogant in the same area. They seldom met opponents in their own big area. Even if they met enemies, they were equally matched. The nearly one-sided massacre like today made them feel unreal.

This kind of feeling makes them feel that they are just like the mole ants they trampled on in their respective fields.

This kind of picture is very unreal, which makes them feel like they are in a nightmare and illusion.

They don't understand why there is such a big gap between them when they are clearly in the same place and they are all arrogant.

The pungent smell of blood in the air makes those who survive suddenly feel whether they have made the most absurd mistake in their life and chosen the opponent they should not choose.

"Go and get my keepsakes back!" Ye Lingfeng's eyes are heartless, looking at the strange mosquito, light way. That calm appearance, looks like to see around friars as nothing, but a group of idle mole ants.

Strange mosquito smell speech, flapping wings, suddenly fly up, body flash to move, will be a keepsake.

From the beginning to the end, no one dared to stop the strange mosquito, only to watch it put away all the keepsake.

"The boy How strong is his physique... " At the same time, in the hall of Langya Pavilion, Wan Wuyou's eyes were both frightened and overjoyed. As a spiritual and physical practitioner, he felt that the methods Ye Lingfeng had just used seemed to be physical cultivation techniques, which were beyond the ordinary strong body.