Chapter 469

At this moment, people's eyes are all focused on the white figure from the sky, with different looks. All the fighting stopped at this moment.

Ye Feng, is he back at last?

A group of strong men in the Shendan palace of tianxuanwu mansion look at Ye Feng, and there is a ray of luster in their eyes.

Although, in their impression, Ye Feng is just a younger generation, but I do not know why, at the moment, they have a sense of sustenance for Ye Feng.

As if ye Feng's arrival can turn the world around, they all feel that this idea is absurd.

After all, Ye Feng is just a talented descendant. What can we do to save them?

Looking at the dying Qin Yanran, Ye Feng's pupil flashed some heartache.

He didn't know what he had gone through when he left this period of time. He held Qin Yanran's delicate body in his arms, and Ye Feng could clearly feel the shaking of this female body.

"Yanran, you must hold on!"

Ye Feng whispered to Qin Yanran. Then, the palm of his hand was against Qin Yanran's back heart. The pure yuan force penetrated into Qin Yanran's body and swam between the major meridians in her body to protect her heart.

As if feeling the call of Ye Feng, Qin Yanran's closed eyes slowly opened, looking at the incomparable face in front of him, Qin Yanran laughed, the smile was particularly brilliant, but the smile could not help but reveal a bit of sadness.

Two lines of clear tears from the corner of her eyes, looking at Ye Feng, Qin Yanran's lips moved slightly, said: "Ye Feng, you finally come back, can see you in the second time, I'm really happy!"

At the moment, Qin Yanran is extremely weak. The organization in her body is almost destroyed by the terrible palm print of the Holy Lord. She is able to live by her obsession in her heart.

"Ye Feng, I'm dying. I hope you and Xinyi will be happy forever."

Qin Yanran continues to say, breath more and more weak. Simplicity is words, but sincerity.

"Silly girl, how can I let you die?"

Looking at Qin Yanran, a gentle smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.

"Ye Feng, you finally appear. Are you here to die?"

At the moment, all the people at the scene recognized Ye Feng. The saint Wang Ye sneered at Ye Feng and said to him. His eyes were full of killing intention.

Ye Feng's eyes are still on Qin Yanran's body. He gives a red pill to Qin Yanran. However, he ignores the words of the Holy Lord just now, and even never looks at him from the beginning to the end.

This brought a chill to the face of the king. After feeling that Ye Feng's cultivation has reached Zhenwu Badong, he was surprised.

At one time, when he and Ye Feng met for the first time, Ye Feng was still a junior in the primary condensate environment. However, in just two years, Ye Feng had grown to the point of almost equal cultivation with him.

But on second thought, a smile of disdain reappeared on his face.

What about Zhenwu Bazhong? He is the top man of Zhenwu, and he can easily kill eight people of Zhenwu. Therefore, in the eyes of the king, Ye Feng is still a mole ant in front of him.

Besides, there are many top leaders in the imperial city around him, two super powerful envoys.

At that time, dozens of figures fell into the palace of marquis Kangping in the void. These figures have an ethereal breath, falling behind Ye Feng one after another.

This scene made the eyes of many people on the scene coagulate again, and it was not clear where these figures were sacred?

All kinds of divine consciousness swept over these coming figures, trying to explore his cultivation, but they found that they could not see through. With their strength, they could not see through the strength of the coming people.

King's husband sun Qian, Zhao xinyishendan Palace's four sacrificial figures, as well as the tianxuanwu mansion's powerful people's eyes once again coagulated. It is not clear what identity these people who follow Ye Feng are.

At the same time, many people's eyes fell on Xu Wantong's beautiful figure, and a trace of amazement flashed in their eyes.

"What a beautiful woman!" she said in her heart

They can see that the girl with these figures is no less beautiful than Zhao Xinyi, the princess of Zhao, who is known as the first beauty in Qingyun region.

"Wan Tong, help me take care of her and keep her life."

Ye Feng's eyes turned and picked up Qin Yanran's delicate body and put it in a quiet place.

Xu Wantong follows Ye Feng over there. Looking at Qin Yanran, who is in a semi comatose state, and Ye Feng's indifferent eyes, Xu Wantong can't help but guess the identity between Qin Yanran and Ye Feng.

And she did not delay anything, to a middle-aged man said: "Uncle Yang, take out a pill."

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and then the light flashed in front of him. There was an extra pill in the palm of his hand, which was handed to Xu Wantong. Xu Wantong put the pill into Qin Yanran's mouth.

Ye Feng's pills just now are to protect the heart and pulse, and her pills at this moment are for the treatment of Qin Yanran's injuries.Dan medicine entrance, just a few breathing time, Qin Yan Ran that light trembling delicate body then restored calm. Pale complexion seems to have recovered a trace of blood color.

This scene makes people's eyes congealed again, and they secretly guess what the pills Xu Wantong took out? It's a little scary.

At the same time, Ye Feng once again came to the saint Wang Ye and said, "in those days, because you were jealous of my father's talent, you did not hesitate to use despicable means to frame up my father and make Ye Feng die. Two years ago, I set foot in the Imperial City alone. After knowing my identity, I was repeatedly suppressed by your holy Lord. Now I have broken into Kangping Marquis, killed my colleagues and severely injured the people around me. It's time to settle this account! "

Ye Feng's voice is indifferent. The Saint King is the culprit who destroyed his Ye family and made him suffer the pain of losing his parents. Plus today, he blew Qin Yanran seriously.

It can be said that the hatred between Ye Feng and Saint Wang Ye has a long history, which was established when Ye Feng's father generation was born. Now, the hatred between the two is no longer abating, but growing, reaching the point of never dying.

"I admire you for your courage when you are dying and you dare to talk like crazy!"

After listening to Ye Feng's words, a sneer appeared on the saint Wang Ye's face, with disdain in his expression, and said.

Then, he turned his head and said to the two middle-aged people in black robes: "holy envoy, this son is Ye Feng. Please allow me to kill him."

"Good!"

After listening to the king's words, two middle-aged men in black nodded at the same time.

After Ye Feng and others arrived, the two middle-aged men in black robes were not fighting. The others did not know. They knew Ye Feng's fame in Jiuyou kingdom.

A young genius who has killed Zhenwu in legend will not be despised. Therefore, since the holy king asked to fight with Ye Feng, they would not stop him. They could test the real strength of Xiaye Feng.

All the people on the scene did not move, as if they wanted to see the battle between the holy king and Ye Feng.

The faces of the strong men who came to lingxuzong showed a strange look on their faces. How dare the Saint King to fight Ye Feng?

"Do you hear me, the emissary allows me to kill you. If you do it yourself now, it will save me a lot of energy. "

There was a sneer on his face. Could he finally avenge his son?

"You want to kill me, too?"

Ye Feng's eyes swept over the two middle-aged men in black robes not far behind the saint prince, and spoke sarcastically to him.

"Arrogant!"

The king's eyes suddenly became sharp and said, "do you think you are invincible when you are practicing Zhenwu eight times? Now, I'll send you to hell

The martial arts level of Wang Feng is more powerful than that of the ordinary one. However, it is not easy for him to attack the peak of his martial arts.

In the palm of the palm, there is an amazing power of destruction. In the eyes of the holy king, a terrible light is released. A destructive palm print carries a towering power and blows out towards Ye Feng's body. Wherever we go, space trembles.

"The palm print is so powerful that it is approaching the level of Shenwu."

Among the crowd, there are strong people who speak, and they can clearly feel the horror of the Holy Lord's palm.

At this moment, the faces of the strong men in the tianxuanwu mansion, Shendan palace and Kangping Marquis's house are all worried. I'm afraid that only those with the same level as the saint prince can take such attacks, and even the powerful ones in the Shenwu state can accept them.

Will Ye Feng be the opponent of the powerful king?

However, the crowd saw that Ye Feng's face was as usual in the face of the Holy Lord's terrible palm print, and his body did not move at all, when the Holy Lord's terrible attack was about to approach his body.

In an instant, on Ye Feng's body, a frightening power was released and the whole space was enveloped in an instant. Including the body of the Lord. It seems to form an independent space.

As if there are strange lines surging on the surface of the space, the bright light diffuses from the lines.

As if in an instant, they turned into invisible ribbons, which bound the body of the king completely!

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