Chapter 1882

Zhang Ming's body trembled, and the force of destruction and concussion became more and more obvious. As his arm was suddenly shocked, he felt numb.

In the heart can't help but be shocked by Ye Feng's physical strength, and his body is shaken back a step again.

The breath in the body is floating, but Zhang Ming has been deliberately suppressing, do not want others to see his predicament at the moment.

"Kill!"

Zhang Ming uttered a roaring sound in his mouth. As soon as he stepped forward, the butcher's Scythe released endless light, and strands of death attribute power swirled around it.

Turning into black light, it seems to give people a creepy feeling. Zhang Ming's arm is waving, and Tu Shen's sickle is cutting madly towards Ye Feng's head.

In the void across a very cold luster, as if to cut off the head of Ye Feng.

In Ye Feng's eyes, the spear was stabbed out again at this moment. The spear released was a bit more fierce than before. There were wisps of spears around it. In the blink of an eye, they collided with Zhang Ming's butcher God's sickle attack.

Zhang Ming's face was even more ugly. Under the impact of the concussion force, the bones inside his arm seemed to have been hit strongly.

If this continues, he may not be able to resist Ye Feng's attack any longer.

"I didn't expect that this guy should have such strength to fight against Zhang Ming. Even if he died in Zhang Ming's hands, he should be proud."

At the bottom of the battle platform, a strong man said so. At the moment, you didn't notice Zhang Ming's embarrassment and thought Ye Feng would surely die in Zhang Ming's hands.

Not only he, but also many people present failed to see it. I have to say that the skill of this piece called "pretend" is very strong.

After this collision, Ye Feng did not continue to shoot. He stood up with a gun and looked at Zhang Ming's position calmly. He asked, "why don't you do it? You're not afraid?"

This sentence made Zhang Ming's face look ugly. Anyone who is careful will find that Zhang Ming's hands holding Tu Shen's sickle are still shaking, and there seems to be blood oozing from the tiger's mouth.

"You'd better not be arrogant!"

Zhang Ming said coldly, but his body still did not move, just a few collisions, has made him deeply feel the terrible attack of Ye Feng.

At the thought of the terrible power of the collision between the two attacks, Zhang Ming could not help but feel a bit of fear in his heart.

"I'll wait here. Come and kill me!"

Zhang Zhifeng's sarcastic sound was heard on his face.

"Zhang Ming, kill him quickly. I want to see where his arrogant capital is!"

At this time, not far away Yu seems to be limited, can't help but see Zhang Ming's procrastination, can't help but speak out to remind each other.

In Yu's opinion, it was easy to defeat Ye Feng with Zhang Ming's strength, and there was no need to delay.

Hearing Yu's words, Zhang Ming's face changed for a while, without saying anything more. His body was once again released from the terrible breath, and a series of powerful attribute forces quickly poured into the butcher God's sickle.

The light released from the scythe of the butcher God became strong again, under the gaze of the crowd.

The handle of Tu Shen's sickle is actually divided into two parts, and the two ends are connected by iron chains. It is transformed into a brand-new weapon.

With Zhang Ming's one hand waving out, Tu Shen sickle, under the action of centrifugal force, swings and cuts down toward Ye Feng's body.

At the same time, in the void, it seems that there are sword shadows all over the sky. Those sword shadows are like a butcher's Scythe with a reduced handle, and their power is irresistible.

They killed Ye Feng's body together, which made the space constantly flash with cold light. It seemed that Ye Feng's space was completely shrouded in it, and Ye Feng could not hide.

"Zhang Ming's butcher's Scythe has such effects, and it's really powerful. Ye Feng may not be able to hold on to it."

Seeing Zhang Ming's butcher God scythe release such a terrible attack, the hearts of all the people present trembled, thinking that ye summit was killed under the attack of the other party.

However, Ye Feng is still standing in the same place, so calmly watching Zhang Ming's terrible attack towards his body, but still did not move half a point.

"Is he ready to give up? Is it because Zhang Ming's attack is too strong to resist? "

Someone immediately said that Ye Feng gave up resistance.

"You forced me. Don't blame me for my ruthlessness!"

Zhang Ming also saw that Ye Feng did not move. In the heart of the crowd with similar ideas, a face of indifference said.

Speaking, it is better to inject a more terrible force into his own butcher's sickle.

"Buzz, buzz!"

However, just as the attack of Zhang Ming's butcher God's sickle was approaching Ye Feng's body, the crowd saw that there were bursts of strong breath on Ye Feng's body.The breath has a strong force of sharp attribute. Wherever it goes, it makes the sound of weapons breaking through the air, and the cold light twinkles and stabs people's eyes.

When Zhang Ming's attack comes, the breath released by Ye Feng intercepts it.

In an instant, the sound of concussion resounded, and the two forces collided in the void, releasing a terrible threat of destruction.

Many people's hearts trembled, and no one thought that Ye Feng also understood such a terrible power.

Two kinds of breath constantly collide in the void, releasing the amazing power of destruction. Gradually, Zhang Ming's butcher God sickle was gradually suppressed.

Zhang Ming immediately felt a strong pressure, sweat on his forehead.

"What kind of power does this guy understand? How can it be so powerful?"

Zhang Ming could not help but secretly said that he felt that his breathing had become difficult. The scythe attack he released was being quickly eaten away.

Zhang Ming's body was pressed back and forth, his breath was floating, and the cold light wrapped his body at this moment.

This makes Zhang Ming look startled, can not help but release his own breath resistance, but even so, Zhang Ming still suffered from the cold light of the split.

There are several bloodstains on your Zhang Ming's body, and blood is constantly seeping from the wound, and his clothes are dyed red.

"This guy..."

Seeing this scene, all the people on the scene could not help shaking. Zhang Ming's attack was strong enough, but he was repelled by Ye Feng's free breath.

What's more terrible is that the breath contains a strong force of sharpness, which cuts off Zhang Ming's body.

I can't imagine how terrible this power should be!

"The power of the gun, this man even understood the power of the gun. What's more, I can't see through the level of the force of the gun he understands!"

On the stand, an elder of Jinluo Xianmen said with a shocked face.

This battle also attracted the attention of many powerful people of Jinluo Xianmen, even those of the top powers in the eastern part of Tianyu.

He was also attracted by the battle and was shocked by the breath that Ye Feng had just released.

"How strong the gun is! No wonder he can easily destroy Zhang Ming's attack. However, if he can suppress Zhang Ming so easily, his understanding of gun power has at least reached the level of his mid state of mind. "

Hearing the words of the elder of Jinluo Xianmen, a strong man said excitedly.

Many people were shocked and only heard another strong man's expression trembling: "how can the gun power in the middle of the state of mind be possible? You think too highly of this person. In my opinion, the strength of his gun reaches the peak level at the initial stage of his mental state. The reason why Zhang Ming was suppressed by him can be somewhat careless and belittle the enemy."

What he said immediately attracted the support of many people. Among Jinluo Xianmen, there are not many people who can understand the power of the gun into the heart mirror.

It is even more difficult to imagine the strength of the gun in the middle stage of the state of mind. Up to now, only murongke and Jiang Jinsong, the disciples of King Wu, have realized the power of guns to this level. How can Ye Feng be compared with these two Tianjiao?

At this point, many people thought that the elder had overestimated his words before this.

"He understands that the power of the gun is much stronger than me. You underestimate him!"

However, at this time, somewhere in the crowd, such a voice came out.

At the time of meeting, many people were stunned and could not help looking at the direction of the voice.

Suddenly found that the person who said this is one of the protagonists of their discussion, murongke!

This can't help but let all the people on the scene shake violently. Murongke said that Ye Feng's understanding of the force of the gun is even stronger than him.

Are you kidding? This murongke must be telling a joke. Before the opening of the year-end assessment, his gun power has already reached the level of mid-term mood.

However, murongke said that Ye Feng understood the power of the gun more than he did, although they knew that murongke could not easily make such a joke.

But the other side's words, they still can't believe.

"Mr. Murong is joking. How can he compare with Mr. Murong? It's not at the same level! "

After murongke's voice dropped, a strong man immediately said to murongke with flattery on his face, believing that murongke was modest.

"Don't be rude!"

However, hearing the strong man's words, Murong Ke's brow was directly wrinkled and yelled at it.

Such a move, let that strong look immediately stupefied in place, do not know which sentence is wrong.

"I tell you, the reason why my gun can break through the realm in a short time is completely inspired by brother ye, who is my benefactor of murongke. No one can slander brother ye in front of me. Otherwise, I will be irreconcilable with him!"Murong Ke's eyes swept all the people and spoke coldly.

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