"Don't come over!"

Yang Feng looked around and saw that there were many people and powerful people. He hurriedly pulled Wen Liang, who was beside him, and shook the divine whip on his head and said, "This kid is the noble son of the Wen family of the Heavenly Dao wealthy family. Whoever dares to come here again, I will knock him to death!"

Sao! A sharp white light suddenly flew towards Wen Liang at Yang Feng's hand. In the blink of an eye, Yang Feng shrank his pupils and quickly waved the divine whip to block forward! With an explosion, blood flew. The divine whip in Yang Feng's hand broke into two pieces, and the tiger's mouth had already been shaken to the point of cracking the narrow opening.

Wen Liang looked at the scene blankly and was immediately confused. After a little while, he came to his senses. He looked up at the captain who had not yet taken back the Shura Sword, and shouted: "Are you so sick?

How dare you cut me down?

I am the young master of the Wen family!”

“So what?”

With a wicked smile, Captain Shura tilted his head and said contemptuously: "Anyone who dares to block my Shura Dao's office will have to die. No matter whose second-generation ancestor you are, hum."

With his eyebrows trembling, Yang Feng's face sank. After thinking for a while, he printed the trick in his hand and took back the God-Bundling Lock on the two of them: "Okay, you have a habit, I'll let them go!"

Wen Liang and Diabroziqi were stunned. They never expected that Yang Feng would let them go at this time.

“What to see?”

Seeing their strange eyes, Yang Feng couldn't help but snorted: "Since your value as hostages is gone, why are you still here to stay?

Get out quickly and get out!"

Yang Feng waved his hand impatiently, especially giving Jin Ling a look.

He could see that these Shura gods were really cold-blooded and ruthless, and none of them had human nature, and hostages were of no use in front of them.

Not to mention the noble prince of the wealthy family of heaven, I guess even if he tied the Heavenly Dao in his hands, or their Shura Taoist Lord Kaba, these people will still be merciless.

Rather than doing this, I might as well let them go and save their lives so as not to suffer a tragic accident.

Especially Jin Ling can leave naturally and have to be safe.

However, Jin Ling was worried about Yang Feng's safety and could not bear to leave. Finally, under the urging of Yang Feng's eyes, she took the two still confused men out of the battle circle and flew towards the distance, but it was... rustling! Three cold lights attacked the three men like thunder.

Before the three of them could react, they already felt the cold murderous intent, and they were so close to each other. The one who took action was not someone else, but the Shura gods surrounding them.

How could it be... the six eyes couldn't help but shrink, Di Abro, Wen Liang and Jin Ling were all shocked.

They couldn't believe why they and others were no longer hostages, and these Shura gods were still trying to fight against them.

If these Shura gods killed them before, they still thought they were in the way, there would be no reason now, why?

It's over, my life is over! Wen Liang closed his eyes tightly, and tears were almost coming out of fear, but he heard... Clang! The sounds of metal breaking come one after another, and the whole world suddenly became quiet, as if even the sound of air flowing did not exist.

Wen Liang was so scared that he was sweating heavily and opened his eyes tremblingly, but at this time, a majestic figure was blocked in front of the three of them, and nine colors on his body were shining brightly.

Looking closely, it was not someone else, but the old devil who tortured them for three months, Yang Feng undoubtedly.

"Nine Colored Glazed Divine Light?"

Captain Shura suddenly looked stunned when he saw this scene. Not only him, but all the Shura gods around him were stunned, especially those who waved their swords.

At this moment, the blade in their hands had been broken into pieces, and they themselves were also shook back by the recoil force, and their souls were trembling.

You know, this is the Shura Sword, the guy who is the Shura God who is dominating the gods' world and relies on for his meals.

I never expected that today I was actually shocked by someone using his body to break the blade. How could it be?

Who is this kid?

Jing, the Shura gods were silent. No longer like the previous contempt, they looked at Yang Feng with a solemn look.

"How could you do the nine-colored glazed divine light of one of the six elders in heaven?

Who are you?"

Captain Shura roared.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng did not answer. He just patted Wen Liang's shoulder with his eyes dull, then looked at the captain and said, "The three of them, one is the main god, the other is the demon god, and the other is just an intern at the Holy Domain Academy. They are not guilty people. Why do they still have to kill them when they are not in trouble?

Do you have a grudge against them?"

"I met them for the first time today, so why talk about hatred?

But..." "But what?"

"But the above command is that the actions of this plane must not be disclosed in any way.

It is naturally impossible for mortals to reveal it, but you gods, no matter the demon god, the main god, the evil god, the fallen god, there is no need to return to the divine realm."

With his eyes trembling, Yang Feng understood: "What you mean is to silence all the gods in this plane. Didn't you want them to go back alive at the beginning?"

The corners of his mouth curled up, and the captain did not deny it.

Yang Feng exhaled a long breath of turbid air and asked again: "What is your actions?

But just catching a fallen god is it necessary to do so?

Or do you have any secrets that you can tell?”

"It's nothing to do with you!"

Sao! With a cold smile, Captain Shura no longer dared to be neglected by Yang Feng. He jumped in front of him and slashed with a knife: "Shura Shinto, destroy the world and kill the gods!"

"Nine Colored Glazed Divine Light!"

Boom! Yang Feng raised his arm and the cold blade collided fiercely with his nine-colored light. The terrifying fluctuations immediately changed the color and the world trembled.

All the Shura gods around were forced to retreat for more than a hundred miles, and their faces were filled with horror.

He was able to take the captain's full sword, which is worthy of being the magical power of Ksitigarbha.

But who is this kid?

Could it be a disciple of Ksitigarbha?

Then if we kill him, we won’t mess with Ksitigarbha King, right?

The Shura gods were a little nervous, but they saw... squirting out a blush. After Yang Feng supported him for several breaths, his soul power was exhausted and he vomited blood. At the same time, he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief: "The Great Dao Divine Arts?

You actually know the magical art of the Great Dao?"

"Don't think that only you can understand this great magical art. In our Shura Taoism, any Shura god at the captain level has learned a great magical art, hum."

Sneering, the captain's eyes were full of evil charm: "Although your nine-colored glass divine light is the unique skill of Ksitigarbha, in the battle of divine arts of the same level, soul power is the key to winning.

I am the 198-level Shura God, your soul power is too weak!”
Chapter completed!