Chapter 985

The five people's lofty aspirations were ignited, and their blood was boiling, and the whole body's killing intention condensed into essence.

"Since you are not afraid, then kill them all, trample on their blood, trample on their bones, kill them!"

Ye Feng a fierce drink, five people like five hungry wolves, no fear, directly into the crowd, began to wanton killing.

Bai Qiu and others have long been full of anger. They have suffered a lot of humiliation over the years. Many of them are disciples of these major sects. They don't treat them as human beings at all. They can be released once today to bestow all the humiliations on weapons.

In the face of jackal like five people, more than 30 people were caught off guard. In terms of realm, besides failing to reach the seventh level of Shenwu, Bai Qiu and others had already reached the sixth level of Shenwu.

This time, the cultivation of gravity chamber made Huang Tian and other people's accomplishments soar. Coupled with the desperate attack, the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty didn't respond to it for a moment. They went through such cruel life and death hunting there.

Gabon's Dao is the most terrible. Once the Dao Qi comes out, it turns into a red Dao Gang, which can affect people's spirit.

"Click!"

The first body appeared and fell under Gabon's firewood knife.

But soon, the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty responded and began to fight back. After all, they had an absolute advantage in the number of people, with an average of six people against one. Even if they could step up the challenge, they could not fight six people in a row.

Ye Feng gives his hand. With a little finger, a young royal of the Yuan Dynasty, who is a master of martial arts, turns directly into a pile of broken meat, wriggling on the void.

"Kill

The terrible killing is intended to spread. Ye Feng's divine sense always pays attention to the Shenwu Qizhong who hasn't made a move, so instead of using the sword of killing, he uses the empty burning finger to attack from a distance.

Whenever five people are in trouble, a strange finger appears, which can crush the opponent instantly.

At the beginning, Bai Qiu and others had some scruples. When they shot, they still wanted to defend. They felt that Ye Feng was guarding them all the time. They had almost no defensive moves, just fighting for their lives.

They are also human beings. Of course, they are also afraid of death. In the face of five hungry wolves, there is another Ye Feng to help them. How can they not be afraid? There are more than 30 people, but in just a few breathing time, there are five or six people who died in Ye Feng's hands.

Watching the clansmen fall down one by one, the young man in white can't bear it any more. The seven breath of Shenwu is released, and a terrible sense of killing is enveloped in Ye Feng.

"Are you going to do it at last?"

Ye Feng drew an arc at the corner of his mouth, even killing five or six people of the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty. The man couldn't help it.

"Elder martial brother, help me hold his five breaths!"

Ye Feng sends a message to Yan Ming and asks Yan Ming to help him hold the man in white. Five breaths are enough for Ye Feng to do many things.

"Good!"

Yan Ming also burst out a terrible flame. It was Chongming's bird breath that aimed at the young man in white with five empty runes in his hand. As long as he took the hand, these empty runes would not greet him.

Ye Feng, like a wolf, went into the sheep and began to hunt crazily. With a little finger, a man was crushed into meat sauce. At this moment, all the talented disciples and bodyguards were pigs and dogs.

The ground is full of broken meat. Ye Feng broke through to the middle of Shenwu six, with a strong breath. His body is comparable to Shenwu seven, and Yuan Shen has reached the level of seven. He is not afraid of any attack around him.

No matter how far the maple leaves are apart, you just need to know.

The terrible killing was intended to spread. In the distance, the face of the young man in white was gloomy and terrible. After a few breaths, Ye Feng killed six or seven people again.

Just now there were 30 people, but now there are only 13-4 people left. In addition, Bai Qiu and others have the ability to fight against each other by one. The scene fell into a stalemate.

"Second prince, come on, we can't hold on!"

A bodyguard finally said, Ye Feng's means let them completely lose confidence, especially Xiao He, his face has been a white.

This young man turned out to be the second prince, the prince of the Yuan Dynasty, and the prince of the Baiyun royal family. He also joined in the siege of Ye Feng.

The young man in white didn't want to fight, but he felt that Yan Ming had a terrible breath. The energy of the five empty runes made him very scared.

But don't move again, these people all want to die in Ye Feng's hand, Xiao He makes a few empty Fu, all by Ye Feng's easy dissolve.

Xiao He's five level empty runes are not as powerful as Ye Feng's four level empty runes, so they are of little use.

Can't wait any longer, white clothes youth body move, toward Ye Feng pounce down, in front of only he can kill Ye Feng.

When the young man in white moves, Yan Ming gives his hand, and a virtual amulet is released, blocking the way of the young man in white.

"Boom!"

Empty Fu burst open, the second prince body back a back, changed the direction, continue to rush toward Ye Feng.

Yan Ming did not hesitate, but another empty talisman flew out, once again blocking the way of the second prince of the Yuan Dynasty."Boom!"

There was another deafening noise. The second prince was very subdued. He had a lot of soil on his white clothes, which made him angry.

Since you can't kill Ye Feng, you will kill Yan Ming first, change the direction, and rush to Yan Ming.

"Elder martial brother, don't save the empty talisman. Blow him up!"

Ye Feng knows that Yan Ming still has a lot of empty symbols. It's not the time to save.

On hearing this, Yan Ming had four or five empty runes in his hand. This time, three of them flew to the second prince.

"I %￥&*！”

The second prince burst out a rude remark. How could he fight? The other side's empty Fu seemed to want no money and kept throwing it out, which made him very frustrated.

Yan Ming's heart is bleeding. This empty talisman is worth tens of millions of yuan. Every time he throws it out, Yan Ming's eyes are drawn.

But soon, he found that the body is very cool, more and more cool, watching the second prince jump up and down, Yan Ming excited to laugh.

How ever did he think that one day he could force Shenwu Qizhong to fight back without any strength? He had forgotten the value of Xufu and let go instead.

Yan Ming hardly ever had a fight with anyone, and he didn't know what it was like to suppress his opponent. At the moment, he experienced something very cool, very cool. Yan Ming was about to laugh happily.

"Blow you up, blow you up..."

Yan Ming hands a virtual Fu fly out, the second prince left flash right avoid, can't get close to Yan Ming, the whole person disheartened, white shirt, has become mud color.

Ye Feng a black line, he just let Yan Ming contain five breathing time, did not expect Yan Ming addicted, this short ten breathing time, Yan Ming hit out close to 20 virtual Fu.

This is equivalent to taking 200 million yuan Dan hit the second prince, such a hand, it is estimated that only Yan Ming can do it.

More and more cool, Yan Ming fingers a shake, five empty Fu fly out, the second prince's predecessor back are blocked, let him can't escape.

"Boom boom..."

Several people fighting in the distance were directly shocked out, even Ye Feng was no exception. The powerful explosion force made a mountain collapse in the distance.

Only a few of the five remaining members of the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty were directly killed by the explosion. Just now, there were only 30. In a flash, there were only less than six or seven left.

And these six or seven people are very embarrassed, after Yan Ming's empty Fu burst, all feel eardrum pain, lost hearing.

This is not the most terrible. The second prince, who is in the middle of the empty talisman, has a layer of blood on his face and a broken white shirt on his body, which looks like a rag.

Some wounds began to spray blood, and five five level five empty runes made him suffer some wounds.

It's a pity that Yan Ming can only depict the five level empty Fu. If it was the six level empty Fu, he would have smashed the second prince into meat sauce.

Looking at the second prince is not dead, Yan Ming stretched out his hand and found nothing in his palm.

"No, I've run out of empty runes!"

This crazy smash, Yan Ming realized a serious problem, the body of the virtual symbol consumption clean.

Looking at Yan Ming hand no virtual Fu, the second prince step by step toward Yan Ming close, the expression on the face has been distorted.

"A small wuchongjing of Shenwu has forced me to this position!"

The second prince stepped on the dilapidated ground, took a lunge and grabbed Yan Ming's neck. It was extremely fast.

Although his body was seriously injured, there was a difference between the two. Close combat itself was not Yan Ming's strong point.

At the moment of the second prince's hand, a breeze appeared. Ye Feng practiced his body method in the tenfold gravity chamber. Now the gravity disappeared and his speed increased tenfold.

"Your opponent is me!"

There are six or seven people left over there, and Bai Qiu and others can already deal with them. Even if they can't be killed, there should be no problem in self-protection.

The sword of killing appeared, and a sharp sword cut off the second prince. He wanted to kill himself, not to mention the second prince. Even if the emperor of Yuan Dynasty came, Ye Feng would kill him.

"To die!"

The second prince could only give up the attack on Yan Ming. With a shake of his hand, his sword turned into a fierce light, and he chopped at Ye Feng.

"Is it great to have seven great powers?"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth turns into an arc, and the killing intention of the sword increases sharply. The sword Rong spreads out in the void, blocking every inch of the space that the second prince can move.

If it was half a month ago, Ye Feng really couldn't do anything about Qizhong, but now it's different, because ye Feng's complete cultivation of tianxie sword technique.

"Jianrong, you have reached the perfect state of entering micro!"

The second prince showed a trace of horror. Ye Feng actually realized the peak artistic conception of entering micro, and was one step away from entering the spirit realm.

The sword meaning is divided into different grades. The common sword meaning is from one to nine, followed by micro, small success to perfection, and then Kailing, so that the sword meaning has spirituality.

If we say that the sword spirit can be as tiny as hair, it can almost climb to a peak, but it is a scene to open the soul.No matter the meaning of the sword or in detail, there is a lack of spirituality. Only when the spirit of the sword is opened, can it have spirituality. The spirit of the sword is terrible.

Ye Feng guessed that the sword Qi that he felt on the iceberg should be Kailing sword Qi. For thousands of years, it still can't melt.

"You still have some insight!"

As soon as the edge of the sword trembled, Ye Feng's sword increased instead of decreasing, and took over the second prince's sword.

"Sonorous!"

The second prince felt his arm numb. The sword in his hand turned into two pieces and was cut off by Ye Feng.

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