Chapter 275

Chapter 275 I die with you

The temperature of this fire is at least thousands of degrees high. I'm afraid that life can burn people to ashes and melt them!

Chen Feng was swept inside by flames. How could he survive?

Yang Jingtian was very proud, and his face flashed a thick malicious color, hahahaha: "Chen Feng, taste my fire pill! This fire pill is enough to have thousands of degrees, I don't believe you can survive!"

It's fire pill! The following disciple, someone exclaimed, "the fire pill is refined with seven kinds of yang to hard drugs. It is extremely expensive, but it is also very powerful. If you touch an object, it will explode and produce a fire. The flame temperature reaches thousands of degrees, and it can burn rocks!"

Han yu'er sent out a scream with a crying voice. A touch of despair and great grievance flashed on her face, and she was about to rush towards the stage.

Shen Yanbing could still keep calm. He grabbed her quickly and shouted in a low voice, "what are you doing up there? According to the rules, if you go up, Yang Jingtian can kill you at will without being responsible."

Han yu'er burst into tears and murmured, "younger martial brother is dead. How can I live alone? I'll die with him!"

"It's not easy for you to die?" At this time, two young disciples suddenly came out of the crowd. Both faces showed a lustful color. Their eyes were extremely greedy and looked at Han yu'er, eager to strip her clothes.

The two walked to Han yu'er from left to right, hehe said with a smile, "if you want to die, let's ignore it. Let's make our brother comfortable before death, and our brother can directly let you die happily."

With that, they stretched out their hands and grabbed Han yu'er.

Han yu'er's eyes were full of tears. At this moment, she was delirious and didn't even know how to hide.

Shen Yanbing waved the sword in his hand, brought up a fierce wind, and shouted, "get out!"

The two disciples didn't dare to provoke her, and quickly stepped back two steps. They looked at Shen Yanbing, and their faces changed. They said in a cold voice, "Shen Yanbing, you are looking for death, right? Do you know who we are? We have been in neizong for more than five years! Standing behind us is the master on the general list of neizong, senior brother Zhang De and Zhang."

"Now that Chen Feng is dead, this little girl has nothing to rely on. Can you protect him for a lifetime? We can see that? Yang Jingtian has a deep hatred with you. Chen Feng is dead, and no one protects you. I'm afraid you won't live long!"

"And our elder martial brother Zhang De is not easy to mess with. If you don't hand over Han yu'er today, be careful that elder martial brother Zhang De will kill you."

Hearing the two of them talking, the faces around showed fear, and many people retreated.

Among the thousands of disciples of neizong, those who can be ranked in the general list are extremely strong and arrogant, and ordinary people dare not provoke them at all.

At this time, a man in blue came over, and the two people who had just spoken quickly flattered him, treating him like their master, and proudly shouted to Shen Yanbing, "this is our senior brother Zhang De."

Zhang De said faintly, "hand over Han yu'er. This is the person I like."

With that, he exuded a huge pressure, which made Shen Yanbing almost out of breath. Although Zhang De broke his arm and his strength fell sharply, he was still far better than Shen Yanbing. The huge level gap between the two was easily irreparable.

But Shen Yanbing still forced himself to stand straight, with a cold look: "I'm here today, and no one can take her away."

"Haha," Zhang De laughed, "Chen Feng is dead. Do you still want to do this?"

Because of Chen Feng, he lost an arm and hated Chen Feng. Seeing that Chen Feng was dead, he immediately came to rob his woman in order to make Chen Feng suffer great humiliation when he died.

He thought fiercely in his heart, "Chen Feng, it doesn't matter if you die. If you die, I'll sleep with your woman and let you die."

Shen Yanbing said loudly, "Chen Feng is not dead. Chen Feng can't die."

She said this as if to emphasize her inner belief. Even she didn't believe what she said.

She looked sideways at the stage of life and death, and saw a large fire burning quietly there. There was no sound, and there was no movement inside. It seemed that Chen Feng had been burned to ashes.

The disciple who just satirized Shen Yanbing turned around, his chin slightly raised, and his face was proud, He said triumphantly, "see, this is the heritage of the aristocratic family. This flaming pill can only be auctioned at least 10000 pieces of medium-sized spirit stone in the auction! A poor man like you can't save enough money for a lifetime! But Yang Jingtian, a descendant of the aristocratic family, can get it from the family! In battle, this is the killer mace that can decide the victory or defeat of the battle, this is the heritage of the aristocratic family!"

Yang Chao also laughed wildly, "little beast, now I see why you are crazy? What's horizontal?"

He then sighed: "Oh, Jingtian, it's not your uncle who said you spent such a precious fire pill to kill this little beast. It's really not worth it! The life of this little beast is not worth the pill!"

"Really?"