Chapter 1395

"It seems that if we don't give you some color to see, you don't know how thick the sky is!"

See Ye Feng dare to take the initiative to attack him, the powerful middle-aged man of the Youming temple is extremely angry.

The Yin Qi around him became more violent. He was surprised by the identity of Ye Feng's upper bound martial arts, but he was not interested in knowing the details.

All he wants is the order of the ghost and the king!

I saw his palms waving, and there were bursts of Yin Qi in the palms, which turned into a powerful destructive power of Yin Qi, but with his palms clapped out.

The terrible Yin Qi turned into a light of plunder and came out in a flash, as if to destroy everything!

Almost at the same time, there was a terrible sound of concussion, and Ye Feng's five element palm print instantly collided with his attack.

The whole space trembled violently, and the power of destruction was just too strong. A storm of destruction was formed in the space, and all the trees in the square land were rolled and smashed!

Ye Feng's body bears an indescribable pressure, which makes him step back. The clothes on the whole person's body are incomplete, which seems to be in a mess.

But his body is still tall and straight, and his face appears firm and resolute. Even if the attack of the other side is so strong, it doesn't really shake him!

"Hell in the dark!"

The powerful middle-aged man of Youming Temple obviously lost his patience. Facing Ye Feng, the younger generation of King Wu's Seven Realms, he was so serious for the first time.

If you don't use some real skills, you can't kill each other in a short time.

After spitting out such a sound in his mouth, he waved his big hand, and in the void, endless Yin Qi swept wildly towards this direction.

Shrouded in a space, the terrible Yin Qi instantly turned into the power of killing, trying to wrap Ye Feng's body in it. This space seemed to turn into a real hell.

In this hell, no one can really survive, and the dignified middle-aged strongmen of the netherworld temple are the real masters of this area.

"If you die on the third watch, you won't live till the fifth watch!"

Seeing Ye Feng's body trapped in the nether hell he released, the powerful middle-aged man spits out cold sounds in his mouth, and his face is full of pride.

With his palm waving again, the killing power contained in the nether hell became more and more violent, as if it turned into a series of strongest terrorist attack weakness, and constantly bombarded Ye Feng's body from all directions.

Each attack can easily kill a ghost king of seven levels above the strong, countless attacks combined together, the power can be imagined!

Ye Feng looks a little bit frightening. The power of the powerful middle-aged man seems to be even more terrible than he imagined.

If the nether hell is against the seven level ordinary King Wu, he may only be killed by seconds!

These terrible attacks wrapped his body, making him have no hiding. This dark hell is the other side of the world dominated by the other side, and he seems to be passively beaten!

But Ye Feng is not easy to admit his life. At the moment when those attacks are about to come upon his body, Ye Feng releases his understanding of the state of mind in the later stage of heaven and earth.

When he roared, all kinds of attribute forces were released all over his body. The light of his attributes was in full swing, which was integrated with the power of heaven and earth released by him in the later stage of entering the state of mind.

Turned into the most powerful power of killing and cutting, it was released crazily and collided with the attacks released in the nether hell.

The terrible sound of boom and rumble is constantly coming out, and the whole space is shaking violently, as if it is possible to collapse and destroy at any time!

Ye Feng's body is in the middle center of the position of destruction, under the pressure of unspeakable!

Seeing Ye Feng still resisting, the powerful man of the nether world Temple frowned slightly. He had never seen such a tenacious young man.

But no matter how stubborn Ye Feng, how strong the strength, met him, only a dead end!

In his hand, there is a magic formula in his hand, which contains extremely powerful energy, which is integrated with the dark hell.

The destruction contained in the hell of the nether world is only more terrible and crazily squeezed towards Ye Feng's body.

"I see how you struggle!"

The powerful middle-aged man of the nether world temple looks ferocious. When he speaks, the terrible palm print is flapping wildly. The power of destruction seems to destroy the whole space and roar towards Ye Feng's body!

Ye Feng himself is under the pressure of killing attacks constantly released from the nether hell. At the moment, there is a terrible palm print coming, which is just worse for him!

however, Ye Feng still does not mean to give up. He releases all kinds of attribute forces to fight against those sand hair positions.

The light between his palms was shining, and the silver spear appeared in his hand. A sharp spear was stabbed out at this moment and came down through the heaven and earth!

Boom!The sound of destruction and concussion resounded, and the power contained in the spear that Ye Feng released could not be described in words. He even shattered the palm print of the powerful middle-aged man in the nether world temple at this moment.

And the power of killing and cutting combined on the spear is still the same. It stabs at the powerful middle-aged man of the nether world temple with a lightning speed!

The Youming temple is majestic, and the middle-aged strong man looks awe inspiring. He feels the power of Ye Feng's spear, so he has to dodge to a certain position.

The sharp spear ran through his body, picking off the clothes on one side of his body, and blood was released from his skin.

This makes his face ugly. Facing Ye Feng, a junior of Wu Wang's Seven Realms, he was injured. Although the injury is not serious, but for him is also a shame!

"I will not kill you today, I will not be a man!"

The powerful middle-aged man of the netherworld Temple suddenly became angry and stepped forward, and his terror was released again.

"The torrent of the nether world!"

I saw his mouth again spit out a sound, palm continuous beat out, the endless Yin Qi in the void seems to have turned into a torrent, carrying the indescribable destructive power, frantically turning toward Ye Feng's body!

The whole space is covered by the light of the torrent, and the sky is shining!

"Break it for me!"

Almost at the same time, Ye Feng's mouth roared, his eyes red, as if in this moment to mobilize his body potential!

The power of all kinds of attributes gushed to the extreme, and even at this moment, the ghost hell released by the majestic strongman of the netherworld temple was shaken to pieces!

At this moment, his body was out of the control of the nether hell. Facing the attack of the netherworld torrent, Ye Feng swept out his long spear, and the bright silver spear technique was released to the extreme. When he entered the later stage of his mind, the force of the gun completely broke out and constantly collided with the netherworld torrent!

The power of destruction is blooming. After Ye Feng releases the strongest power in his body, the powerful middle-aged man in the nether world temple can't take advantage of it.

The dark torrent that he releases, under the spear awn that Ye Feng pricks out, is constantly shaken to pieces.

This made the powerful middle-aged man in the nether world's temple look ugly. It was the first time that he tried so hard to deal with a young generation of King Wu's seven levels.

"I didn't expect that your strength is so strong that you can fight with us to this extent. Even if you are killed by us, you should be honored!"

The dignified middle-aged man in the nether world Temple blinks his eyes and opens his mouth to Ye Feng. He thought that he could solve Ye Feng with three or two attacks, but he never thought that Ye Feng was just like an immortal cockroach.

The stronger his attack, Ye Feng will show stronger means to deal with it. Now, he has no advantage in front of Ye Feng.

But as a powerful man, he naturally wants to show some strength, and the terrible attacks are sweeping out.

At this moment, he released all the potential in his body and all the attribute power that he understood. The whole person was extremely furious.

His body seemed to grow tall at this moment, and his fists were constantly bombarded out. When each fist was exposed, a huge ghost appeared in the void.

That ferocious face is incomparably terrible, with that fist awn to attack Ye Feng's body together, appear fierce incomparably!

Ye Feng's eyes twinkled with cold light. This battle is really very difficult for him. The power of the powerful middle-aged man in this dark temple is totally beyond his imagination.

The strength of the strong one in the Jiuchong peak state of the ghost king is not comparable to that of the ordinary people. Don't look at the fact that there is only one level difference between the peak situation of Guiwang Jiuchong and that of Guiwang Jiuchong.

However, it is this realm that can make a ghost figure change earth shaking, as if it is another step up the same level, the strength of the whole person is totally different.

Ye Feng is deeply touched by this point. Before that, in the valley of Yin Qiu, he killed two old men in jiuchongjing, the ghost king of Youming temple.

But now, in the face of a ghost king of the nether world, he feels very hard.

We can see the gap between the two realms!

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