Quiet, as quiet as death! All the guests in the hall were mute because of Yang Feng's sudden appearance.

Outside the hall, the guards who were supposed to protect the entire Hehuan Sect were also quietly.

The scene once became very strange! "Where have the guards, guards, died?"

Yuanhua screamed for a while with a broken gong, but could not hear any movement outside. He was confused, but he didn't bother to go outside to observe and immediately said, "All the elders obey the orders and take down this crazy gang!"

"yes!"

With a loud shout, thousands of powerful auras suddenly emerged in the hall, all of which were the cultivation of the Martial King or Spirit Saint above the third level, hundreds of them were all the peak strength of the third level, which was so terrifying! The aura of pressure gathered together, and the guests present were so scared that they couldn't even breathe.

Even the sect leaders of first-class sects felt that they were pressed by a towering mountain and could not move.

The foundation of the super first-class family shocked all the demons present.

Everyone's head was covered in cold sweat and his heart was whispering.

With a knife on the head of the word "Se", this kid is really trying to save his life for women! Seeing this formation, Chiyan Demon Ji suddenly raised her heart into her throat, worried about Yang Feng, and turned to look at the ancestor Hehuan, wanting to plead immediately, but was scared by the cold eyes of the ancestor Hehuan, so she couldn't speak.

Swish! Suddenly, an elder moved and arrived in an instant. He appeared above Yang Feng's head, slapped Yang Feng's Tianling Gai with his palm, with endless contempt and contempt in his eyes: "Little boy, you dare to act wildly in my Hehuan Sect. You are a kind of person.

Let me fall into the Vajra today and send you back, hum."

“What, Fallen Vajra?

A strong man from the third-level peak martial king at the Demonic Way?"

Hearing his name, a sect leader of the Demon Sect couldn't help but scream: "Twenty years ago, this senior killed seven in and seven out in a first-class family in Xuanzhou, and it was unstoppable. Even the head of the aristocratic family died in the west.

One hand of the Vajra Demonic Palm, which is powerful in the world.

The top ten first-class families join forces to get rid of him, but they are not available.

Later, he suddenly disappeared into the world. It turned out that he had joined the Hehuan Sect. Now that kid is dead..."Kara...ah! However, before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound, and then a howl like a pig slaughtered in everyone's ears.

Everyone was startled and looked up. They saw that at this moment, somehow, the fallen Vajra had knelt at Yang Feng's feet with pain on his face, holding his right arm with his left hand, and the right arm was already covered in blood and folded into two sections, and beads of sweat slid down from his forehead.

Huh?

What's going on?

Everyone was stunned, with confusion on their faces, but they saw Yang Feng standing there with a faint expression, raising his hand and patting his somewhat messy hair, murmured: "Why are you patting my head?

Are you sick?"

What?

Could it be that... this Fallen Vajra Senior hit his Tianling Cover with a palm, not only did he not smash his brain, but instead shattered his arm?

How is that possible?

When people heard his words, they opened their mouths incredibly, unbelievable.

Because the Fallen Vajra had taken action so fast just now, they didn't see what was going on, so they were not sure what was going on. Until the Fallen Vajra twitched his face and looked at Yang Feng like a ghost, and said in horror: "What a hard head, it's harder than a twelfth-grade spiritual soldier, how could it be..." Sure enough... hiss! All of them were gasping for a cold breath, and everyone present was shocked.

Fallen Vajra is already an arrogant old monster in the Demon Realm, but this kid actually used his head to take the other party's palm, and was also shattered by the other party's arm. With such strength... Suddenly, everyone present did not dare to look down on Yang Feng anymore. Yang Feng did not look at them, but just raised an index finger, aimed at the Fallen Vajra's forehead, and said lightly: "You just slapped my head, and now let me poke it lightly, we will be cleared."

"Uh...wait..." The two pupils couldn't help but shrink. The Fallen Vajra was shocked immediately, but before he finished speaking, but with a muffled sound, his whole head was completely bursting, just like a watermelon falling from a cliff, blood and brain plasma spread all over the floor.

The Fallen Vajra's body shook slightly and fell softly into a pool of blood.

Yang Feng slowly withdrew his index finger and said blankly: "The two are clear!"

Uh ah ah ah... Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene, including Na Yuanhua and Chai Yong, couldn't help but open their mouths.

How could they have thought that such a second-rate family head would have such a powerful strength?

Even the Fallen Vajra with the peak cultivation level of the third level of Martial King can be killed so easily?

To be honest, even if you look at the entire Hehuan Sect, only the ancestors and the old man can do this, but this kid... suddenly, everyone's face became unfair, especially the elders in the sect, who had been aggressive before, but now seeing the fate of the Fallen Vajra, no one dared to challenge again.

The Red Flame Demon was also a little confused.

Originally, she, like Yuan Hua and the others, thought that Yang Feng dared to walk sideways in the Hehuan Sect because of Luoyin Valley.

But now it seems that it is obviously not.

Only when they have real skills can they be so confident.

Thinking of this, Chiyan Yaoji smiled happily, and then hurriedly said, "Master, run away quickly, don't worry about me."

With your current strength, you will definitely be able to run out..." Bang! But before she finished speaking, an old palm grabbed her shoulder hard.

Chiyan Yao Ji suddenly felt a sense of pain that hit her heart and could no longer speak.

Then, Chiyan Yaoji turned her head tremblingly, facing the old face of the old ancestor Hehuan who was so gloomy that he obviously wanted to kill.

"Chi Yan, I always thought that you were forced to do that day.

But now it seems that it is not the case."

His beard shook slightly twice, and the ancestor Hehuan said sinisterly.

Chi Yan's mouth sagged, and he knelt down with a thump, begging, "Oncestor, please let him go."

Chi Yan is willing to be a cow and a horse in the second half of his life and repay you.”

"If you say that, I will not be able to leave this son behind."

His eyes suddenly shook, and a harsh light flashed in the eyes of the ancestor Hehuan: "This boy now has such strength. If he obtains the Heavenly Level Seven Spiritual Sutra in the future, what's the point?

If he comes back then, it will be a disaster for my Hehuan Sect.

Furthermore, I will never allow your people to be with me, but my heart is with other men!”

His body suddenly shook, and the Red Flame Demon Ji looked as if she was ashamed. Then he hurriedly looked at Yang Feng and roared: "Master, run away, his spirit beast is very powerful. If you can't beat him, go find other spirit beasts to refine..." "Three inch Ding!"

A loud shout interrupted Chi Yan's voice. Yang Feng's face was full of anger and shouted: "Don't be too self-righteous. I don't need you to worry. Do you think that this leader can no longer cover you?

I've been hiding it from me, damn! I'll let you have a good look today. Your leader is still the original leader.
Chapter completed!