C237 Then die!

Then die!

"Do you dare to be disrespectful to the princess of the King Carefree?" Fang Feiyu's cold face, the cuffs on his left hand shattered. The edge of his profound energy distorted the air, and a powerful aura of Divine Vision Realm shocked countless people on the city walls and even at the city gate's entrance.

"My arm!" Han Li looked at his right shoulder that had a severed arm, and his face became sinister.

"Are you courting death!? Do you know who this young master is?! "

Lin Hu's expression changed greatly as he stared angrily at Fang Feiyu and said: "Are you courting death! Do you know who this Young Master Han is!? He was an inner disciple of the Tyrant Profound Pavilion! His father was a Third Sky of the Divine Aperture Realm Elder! "Who cares if you say you're a wangfei or not!"

Fang Feiyu and the others paled. No wonder he was so arrogant!

It was actually the a disciple of the Tyrant Profound Pavilion!

The city guards were disgruntled, this group of foreign sect disciples, without respect for their own laws, had trampled upon the citizens, and now they were going to harm King Carefree's concubine!

"King Carefree's Consort?" Han Li's eyes were sinister as he stared at Fang Feiyu and said, "Let alone an imperial concubine, even if it's an imperial concubine today, I want to play with her!"

"Are all the a disciple of the Tyrant Profound Pavilion's beasts so lustful?" Duanmu Qingxue's beautiful face turned cold.

"Humph!" "Woman, this young master won't kill you tonight!" Han Li was extremely furious, the strong warriors of this small country actually dared to hurt him! And even cut off one of his arms!

"Who are you trying to kill?"

BOOM!

All of a sudden, endless amounts of killing intent approached, causing countless guards to feel like their souls were about to leave their bodies, chilled to the bone!

A young man in a dragon robe climbed up the city wall. Behind him, a wood spirit held onto the Ivy Jade Bow.

"We pay our respects to King Carefree!" Greetings, King Carefree! "

King Carefree Ye Qingfeng is here!

Duanmu Qingxue secretly rejoiced in her heart, this guy was here.

Lin Hu's heart skipped a beat, the matter had just blown up!

"King Carefree?" Han Li's face turned sinister, he stared straight at Ye Qingfeng, but suddenly his face changed, because of the terrifying killing intent, his entire body turned cold, and he wanted to say something, but no words came out.

Fang Feiyu was shocked, why is this brat's killing intent so terrifying? Even the killing intent of such a ruthless person who had killed tens of thousands of enemies on the battlefield was not so terrifying.

"This King is asking you!" Who are you trying to kill? " Ye Qingfeng slowly stepped forward, his eyes deep and cold. A sea of pure, bloody bones appeared from within, and under the control of an endless killing intent, Han Li locked onto his Third Sky of the Profound Soul.

BOOM! Han Li was swept up by the terrifying killing intent as if he was struck by lightning, and felt like his body was not his anymore!

His entire body was trembling uncontrollably!

"This King will ask you again!" Who are you trying to kill?! " It sounded like the voice of a ghost, causing Han Li's soul to freeze even more.

Han Li's Adam's apple could not be held back as he wanted to say something, but alas, he was unable to say anything, as if he had lost the ability to speak.

Lin Hu's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, the King Carefree's power was too terrifying! Why didn't Young Master Han even dare to speak?

He did not experience the true terrifying killing intent, or else he would have fainted long ago and pissed his pants!

"Don't say it?"

"Then die!" As Ye Qingfeng raised his right arm, the space in front of his palm turned sinister. An invisible force turned into a palm and grabbed Han Li's neck.

Very quickly, Han Li's face swelled red, as though he was about to suffocate.

Ka ka!

The sound of bones breaking was not loud, but clear and loud. It echoed in everyone's ears!

Lin Hu felt goosebumps! It's over!

Young Master Han is dead!

The inner disciple of Tyrant Profound Pavilion, Han Li had been strangled to death!

As Ye Qingfeng's terrifying killing intent disappeared, the city walls were resurrected in the spring of winter, causing countless city guards to heave a sigh of relief.

Just now, they felt as if a giant invisible hand had grabbed them by the neck! His chest felt stuffy and uncomfortable!