Yang Feng smiled and shrugged. Anyway, with Yan Yurou's strength, if you want to hurt him, it would be almost a breeze that blew his face, and it was irrelevant.

But before Yan Yurou could take action, another invisible wave came in an instant and hit her forehead directly.

"You don't seem to be qualified to deal with other matters now."

The white-faced man said coldly.

Yan Yurou was startled and felt a tingling pain all over her body, as if she was about to tear it apart at any time. The breath of death was so close to her.

She knew that the other party, a space expert, ignored the distance between space. Although she was a thunder cultivator, with her own strength, she could not resist at all. Now she was dead.

But before she could show her despair, there was a loud bang, and the strange space fluctuations were immediately shaken away.

Yang Feng blocked Yan Yurou with a sneering look, and his hands were thunderous. Facing the white-faced man, he said contemptuously: "Boy, just a big reason is like you are a gentleman, but you bully a woman in a blink of an eye?

Are you shameless?

Bah! Are you bullying me?

cut!"

"Is it actually a heaven-level thunder? No wonder I was able to block my Kongmie just now. I really encountered the most troublesome opponent."

The white-faced man murmured to himself with a narrow eyes.

Yan Yurou recovered from the horror just now, looked at her majestic body in front of her, and looked happy, swept away the gloom of being flirted by the man before, and shouted: "Yang... Um..." But this time, she was blocked again, but not by the other party's mouth, but by her two fingers, she covered her beautiful cherry lips.

"Actually, I wanted to tell you just now..." Yang Feng turned around and raised his eyebrows evilly: "Don't know Yang Yangyang, call me Tu Ganglie."

Tu Ganglie?

Yan Yurou was puzzled, but since Yang Feng said that, she would cooperate with him for the time being, and gave him a glance and said, "Okay, Brother Tu, thank you for saving your life."

"You're welcome!"

Yang Feng smiled at the sky and looked at the white-faced man opposite him and said, "I heard from you just now. You have a grudge against people from a top-notch family, right?"

"No, deep hatred!"

"Which company is it?"

"all!"

Looking up at the endless sky that had recovered, a trace of sorrow flashed in the white-faced man's eyes and murmured: "The sins of the super-class families are endless and will eventually be destroyed with the world they built with.

I am here to end their destruction!”

The destruction of the world?

Yang Feng rolled his eyes and thought about it, and roughly guessed what he meant, it was the Revolutionary Army.

"So that's it, I'm actually a bit like you.

But unfortunately, this Miss Yan has a bit of friendship with me. Please give up for my sake, how about it?"

"How can we stop with hatred for generations?"

A cold smile, the white-faced man shouted: "If someone stops me, the gods will block the gods, and the Buddhas will block the Buddhas!"

Boom! As soon as the words came to an end, a loud noise came out. A jellyfish with a transparent body that was more than a hundred feet long was floating leisurely in the sky, looking down at the sentient beings below.

Yang Feng's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "Is this your empty beast?"

"Good, take the call."

His eyes were condensed, and the white-faced man roared and said, "Aerocarrier beast, use a flower and a world!"

Puff! Almost spit out a mouthful of saliva, Yang Feng covered his mouth and laughed: "Go to the aircraft carrier beast?

Is this the name of the empty beast?

Why don’t you call an aircraft carrier?”

But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the whole space was twisting. Before he could react, what was going on? With a swish, the surrounding scenery changed, and it was white and there was nothing to see.

Only the space that was constantly rotating made him look dizzy.

Not only him, but the rest of the people were the same. They inexplicably arrived in a strange environment, dizzy and couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north.

The same was true for Yan Yurou. When she suddenly saw everyone disappearing, the whole world was shaking slightly, which made her shaking left and right, unable to stand firmly, and she was shocked: "What's wrong?

Where am I here?

Yang Feng...uh no, Tu Ganglie, where are you?"

In the conference hall, the heads of the family who watched all this stood up and shouted, "It's all gone, can't it be..." "Yes, it's the space outside the sky!"

A flash of splendor in his eyes, Zhai Linfeng said firmly: "The sky-level attribute of the empty beast is tolerant, has a strong control over space, and can even open up countless strange spaces.

Yu Rou and the others must have been swallowed by the alien space opened by the empty beast, so we can no longer monitor it here."

"Hi, what's the matter?"

Hearing his words, Luo Tiancheng shook his head without complaining and said with a smile: "Isn't the thunder beast refiner? What this empty beast fears the most are the wind beast and the thunder beast.

It doesn't matter if he is here, hahaha."

"Yeah, he's OK, but what about the others?"

His eyebrows were condensed into a lump, and Yan Chongtian said with a solemn look: "Cong was defeated by Feng Lei. We know this, don't that white-faced boy know?

Will he foolishly chew Tu Ganglie's hard bone?"

Uh! I felt a stagnant, and Luo Tiancheng's laughter came to an abrupt end, and the rest of the people nodded, with an indescribable serious expression... At the same time, in the white area, Yan Yurou was still swaying left and right. I don't know what to do, the figure of the white-faced man appeared in front of her.

Yan Yurou was startled and immediately picked up the long sword to fight, but her forehead was sweating profusely.

"It's useless. I'm the real sky-level air-level power. Your thunder attribute only inherits the sky-level thunder in the ancestor's bloodline. Although I'm in the sky, I'm still far from the real sky-level thunder, and I can't do anything to my air-level power."

Smiling, the white-faced man seemed to be looking at a clown and said contemptuously.

Yan Yurou was dissatisfied and immediately waved her long sword and pointed at the white-faced man: "Eleventh-grade high-level martial arts, Thunder Destroyed Heavenly Sword!"

Boom! In an instant, the sky and the earth shook a huge shock, and a giant thunder sword more than a hundred feet long slashed at the white-faced man's head.

But the white-faced man didn't even look at it, and was still shaking his head with a smile. Then he saw that the giant sword was about to hit the white-faced man's head, and suddenly it seemed to fall into a bottomless cave. It completely disappeared in the distortion of the space.

Yan Yurou was shocked and couldn't help but take two steps backwards, her face becoming more and more serious.

The white-faced man smiled, smiling evilly: "I have said a long time ago that your thunder is too weak, and even the advanced martial arts are useless to me.

My attribute power is far above you, which cannot be compensated by pure martial arts.”

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword Formation!"

Yan Yurou was dissatisfied, gritted her teeth tightly, raised her sword and shouted again, but as soon as she finished speaking, the thunder above the nine heavens flashed for a while, and then all disappeared.

Looking at this scene, Yan Yurou looked surprised and confused.

The white-faced man stared at her with a contempt and sarcastic words: "The greatest power of the empty beast is to open up a space that belongs only to him and become a god here.
Chapter completed!