Chapter 643

Ye Feng's trump card comes out and finally kills Tianheng. The gate of hell is closed. The sword of killing is absorbing the power of hell. Ye Feng seems to have realized another move, which is to kill hell!

But the field Master, who was fighting with Shura separately, heard a scream, lost his mind and body, and planned to escape.

"Sentimental!"

Shura had been waiting for a long time. Qiu Sha fell down like a giant axe. The space in front of him split inch by inch, blocking the way of the Tian family leader.

"Die

Shura drank violently, and the axe seal fell. The Tian master's face was shocked. He even forgot to resist. He was killed in two by Qiu Sha.

Kill Tian Jiazhu and Tian Heng. Ye Feng immediately cleans the battlefield and takes away their storage rings.

"Whew, whew!"

Just as Ye Feng was about to leave, three dark shadows arrived.

"No, it's them!"

Ye Feng felt the three black shadows for the first time. They were the three people he met in the inn. Ye Feng didn't know that they were organized by the God of death. He thought they were offending each other in the inn, and now he wanted to kill himself.

"Boy, stay alive!"

One of the silver medal killers draws out a machete in his waist and cuts it in the air. He wants to kill Ye Feng. In the scene just now, they just saw an end. At this time, Ye Feng can't be left.

"Heaven of silence!"

The sword of killing swept the long sword, which was cut down in a rage and flew out. The two sides stepped back and opened a long distance.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me? Is it because of the inn?"

Ye Feng did not continue to hand, but asked.

"The dead don't need to know so much. Take your life!"

One blow failed. The man in black continued to fight. The machete was more fierce, much stronger than the one just now.

Ye Feng's eyes fall on the man in black in the middle. Only he gives Ye Feng a strong pressure. Although he is stabbed by Ye Feng in the inn, it's a pure coincidence. If he comes here once, Ye Feng doesn't have any chance.

At that time, Ye Feng knew his skill of drawing a sword, looking for a crack, and then stabbed the man in black with a sword.

"You are not qualified to kill me!"

The man in black who attacks Ye Feng is no more than triple martial, but his fighting power is much stronger than Tianheng. Ye Feng is very puzzled about the origin of the man in black.

The sword of killing sweeps out again. It's like sweeping a thousand troops, bringing waves. The man in black continues to be forced back, unable to kill Ye Feng.

Standing in the distance, the two men in black moved slightly. It seemed that they were moved by Ye Feng's two successive attempts to dodge the killer's knife.

"If you want to kill me, come with me!"

Ye Feng body jump, no longer love war, toward the distance to escape, intend to just play the method, consumption of their true yuan.

It's a pity that a good stratagem can be used once. The man in black seems to know Ye Feng's stratagem. Watching Ye Feng stretch out his angel wings and want to escape, the man in black in the middle moves, and the breath of Shenwu quadruple appears.

Ye Feng felt that the surrounding space suddenly became very solid, and the speed of flying slowed down greatly, so he could not fly by relying on the wings of angels.

"Shenwu quadruple, the method of imprisonment!"

The expression on Ye Feng's face becomes extremely dignified. This time, he meets a strong enemy. The mouse can't help him. Is he going to die here tonight?

"Your strategy is useless to us. I advise you to die obediently so that we can go back and hand in the task."

Looking at the speed of Ye Feng's flight slowing down, the silver assassin who just shot at Ye Feng showed a cold smile.

"Mission?"

Ye Feng a face of doubt color, they are hired, but also to kill themselves, Ye Feng seems to suddenly understand.

"Yes, mission. Since you are a dying man, we will let you be an understanding ghost. We are the silver medal killers organized by the God of death. Someone wants to buy your life at a high price. Now you can die."

The three men in black are approaching step by step. It seems that the cold intention of killing can freeze the space. Every minute Ye Feng's body moves is very difficult.

"Death organization?"

Ye Feng is even more confused. He doesn't know when he will be missed, and he also employs the silver medal killer of the God of death. Who is willing to pay such a high price to buy his own life.

"Yes, we are the silver medal killers of death!"

Seeing Ye Feng's face full of shock, the three men in black enjoy this feeling very much. The God of death organization is very mysterious, and almost everyone is terrified. No one is willing to provoke the killers of the God of death organization.

"Can you tell me who paid you to kill me?"

Ye Feng no longer moved his body, but asked coldly, wanting to know who wanted to kill him.

In Huocheng, Ye Feng offended Tanghe, but no one else. Before he left the Tang family, he offended Tangding. Could it be that Tangding hired people organized by death to kill me."We won't tell you so much about our employers because you are qualified enough to kill Shenwu Sanzhong. This talent is worthy of our admiration."

The reason to tell Ye Feng is that Ye Feng has something that they admire and doesn't want to let Ye Feng die.

"Then I have to thank you all!"

Ye Feng convergence emotions, want to know who hired death organization killer to kill themselves, only kill them, search their memory to know.

But the other side has a magic four heavy, leaf maple now even self-protection is a problem, let alone kill them.

"Do it yourself or we do it!"

Three people form a encirclement, Ye Feng is really no way to heaven, no door to the ground, the sword of killing exudes fierce sword spirit, eight points sword meaning more and more solid.

"Eight points sword meaning, unfortunately, if you don't die, you are a good genius!"

The man in black, who was bandaged on his hand, thought that Ye Feng was a genius, but he would die in their hands today.

"You are sure you are qualified to kill me!"

Ye Feng is not confused in the face of danger. His brain is running at a high speed. He wants to escape here. If he wants to kill Shenwu Sizhong, Ye Feng must have the strength of Shenwu Bizhong.

"Since you won't do it yourself, we'll give you a ride!"

Looking at Ye Feng's hesitation, the three men in black are not willing to keep on talking and are ready to fight.

"Ha ha ha..."

Ye Feng burst out laughing, with a high pitched voice and a surge of excitement.

"What are you laughing at?"

Three people a Leng, don't understand what Ye Feng is laughing at.

"Three silver killers organized by the God of death want to unite to deal with me as a mole ant. They really look up to me."

After laughing, Ye Feng's face is gloomy. Three silver killers want to deal with him together. He is a powerful warrior.

"Your method is useless to us. Our God of death organization aims to kill the opponent. The process is not important. The goal is to solve the problem. No matter what the opponent's state is, we will do our best. The lion and the rabbit will also do our best. What's more, we are fighting for life and death."

People in black think that Ye Feng is motivating them, three people against one, which is very unfair to Ye Feng.

"You're right. Let me learn the killer's unique skills!"

Ye Feng is really motivating them. As long as one person makes a move, Ye Feng will find a breakthrough and escape from here. Unfortunately, the three people don't give Ye Feng a chance at all.

The air suddenly solidified, the dark night in a little bit scattered, replaced by dawn, the sword of killing slowly started.

"Heaven of silence!"

Ye Feng takes the lead in attacking, and there is no way out. Ye Feng only has to kill. As long as he kills one person, he has a chance to escape here.

Brush

The three machetes appear and attack together. The three sharp sabres cover Ye Feng's attack. Ye Feng can't resist the attack with the four powerful sabres alone.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from Ye Feng's mouth. He was hit by the knife and his face turned pale.

"What a quick knife!"

The three men's Sabre technique is very strange. There are almost no redundant moves. They are still pulling out sabres. It's very simple, but it's very practical. One Sabre is fatal.

"You can be hit by the three of us, only injured, you are very strong!"

Ye Feng can safely withdraw from the three sabres, and the three are also shocked by Ye Feng's body method. Even if it is Shenwu quadruple, facing three sabres, they can only drink hatred on the spot.

"You're not our opponent. Let's make our own decisions."

Ye Feng was stabbed in the arm of the man in black light said.

"It's not known who will win!"

Ye Feng swallowed some healing pills. The place he was stabbed by the knife just now recovered quickly, and his fighting spirit became more and more strong.

"In that case, we'll give you a ride!"

There was a cold sense of killing on the three people. It was the breath of killers. Only those who had been on the edge of fighting all the year round would have this kind of breath.

"Silence the evening!"

Ye Feng is still the first to take the lead, a sword out, all over the sky is the shadow of the sword, toward the three people overwhelming submerged.

Draw!

It's still the drawing skill. When the blade comes out, the shadow of the sword all around disappears.

"Poof, poof!"

Two mouthfuls of blood spurted out of Ye Feng's mouth. There were four or five more stab wounds on his body. The blood flowed across the body. Ye Feng's body shook and was about to fall.

The three of them formed a situation of encirclement again. The machete was put into the scabbard, and their right hand held the handle again. As soon as the blade came out, several more wounds would appear on Ye Feng's body.

"Death of hell!"

Ye Feng's expression suddenly becomes extremely ferocious. This is the power of hell that Ye Feng has just absorbed. Ye Feng evolves the move of killing hell.

It's time!

Ghosts cry and howl all around, and the wind blows. The power of this move is several times more powerful than that of the nirvana and the twilight. In particular, the strong power of hell has the ability of eroding, and can erode people's truth.When Ye Feng uses the method of annihilation, there is a touch on the three faces.

The sword is out of its sheath!

The power of hell around was cut open with a knife.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Ye Feng's body flies backward, and his body is in a state of disrepair. There are several more wounds on his body. Shenwu quadruple, just like a natural moat, fiercely stops Ye Feng.

"Cough..."

Ye Feng severe dry cough up, a mouthful of blood from his mouth spray out, pale.

"Hey, hey, are you hurt? It seems that I'm going to die here today! "

Ye Feng a wry smile, the body injury is very serious, if in the forced hand, will certainly hurt on the injury.

Looking at Ye Feng is not dead, the three men in black even began to doubt their Sabre skills. For three consecutive sabres, Ye Feng calmly avoided. Although he was injured, he did not die.

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