"Bang!"

Another boxing hit the shoulder of the Kunlun Leader, blocking the last trace of energy. Ye Fengsheng stomped his mouth and kicked him to a place not far from Yingluo below. After blowing up a large pit that shocked the mountain, the jade caught fire!

The people below looked at Ye Fengsheng's voice, and Ye Fengsheng beat Kunlun leader Aling like a dead dog. They were all worried about their fear and hesitation. They looked at Yinglu in the distance with lingering fear. They were silent for a while and began to retreat slowly.

Baihu and Ye Fengsheng came together. He thought Ye Feng was alive and went to fight Baihu. Ye Fengsheng is still alive and even injured Principal Kunlun. After the meeting, can't he kill all of them?

Ye Fengsheng dared to kill Aling, the leader of Tianyi Mansion, and even Kunlun dared to kill him. Can't he open his own family?

In my opinion, all monks are born with the idea of ​​running away. It is best to escape early when Ye Fengsheng can't escape.

Of course, Ye Fengsheng is not that boring. It is natural for monks to covet ferocious animals and even themselves.

Yinglu is fine. He doesn't want to kill these people for Yinglu.

Before Ye Fengsheng fell into the sky, Yingluo had already jumped out. The golden light in his right eye was surging, and his spiritual energy was put down with great force. The fierce intention of his palm was condensed into a knife that blows hair and breaks his hair, heading straight to the Kunlun Lord in the deep pit.

"you…"

When Ye Fengsheng saw Yinglu going crazy, he hurriedly fell to the ground and reached out to stop the angry girl: "Don't kill him."

Yinglu was very angry: "He should die!"

Ye Fengsheng looked into his eyes and said, "You can't die anymore. I will make him useful."

After looking at Ye Fengsheng's deep pupils, Jinyan finally returned to her original appearance. Ye Fengsheng smiled and patted Yinglu's palm: "Although it is not good to treat the great monks of Yuan and Britain like this, he is a loser after becoming a king."

After saying that, Ye Fengsheng came to the pit, bent down and grabbed the skirt of the leader of Kunlun. He dragged him out of the pit like a dead dog, threw him in front of Yinglu, put his feet in front of Da, and looked into his eyes: "Have you regretted it."

The spirit that can be merged into a line in the body is trampled on by Yefu.

Ye Feng's cool voice echoed in the mountains, the crystal sword hanging in the air shook slightly, and an unprecedented chill fell on the Kunlun disciples at their feet, making them tremble. A pair of worried eyes subconsciously looked at the voice of the middle-aged man who was stepped on by Ye Feng.

They really want to live, or just look at conditioned reflexes, but countless different eyes still make Kunlun leader trampled by you standing on his back, knowing that you want to do it for survival, he sighed and closed his eyes.

"What?"

Ye Fengsheng sneered: "Scared?"

"You have decided their destiny. It is coming, how dare you face them?"

"Are you Kunlun?"

"Let's see if Kunlun is willing to be you!"

The voice grew louder and louder. At the end of the speech, Ye Feng yelled: "If there is a road to heaven, you will not go." If there is no road to hell, you will vote. If you want to die, you will die. If you want to live, you will have to raise your sword and kill people. If you don't breathe three times, you will not be forgiven."

Amid the sounds and waves of the mountains and fields, the crystal-like short sword in the sky was shaking, and the sword hidden in it was much sharper than the previous ones, which made everyone at the foot of the mountain panic and their nerves were about to collapse.

"How do you want to die?"

The excitement on his face was suppressed, and Ye Fengsheng said something to the Kunlun leader below. Then he patted his heavenly spirit cover, and the invisible flames fell down. Along the meridians of his body, he stopped on the great positions of his body, quietly gathering all his spiritualities and turning them into nothingness.

The hidden spirits gathered here were discovered by Ye Fengsheng. Kunlun's leader knew that he could not turn over now. He simply gave up struggling and closed his eyes and remained silent.

"decline".

Naturally, it will not wait three times to start before starting, but after two times, the sky will be as clear as a storm. It will fall down with huge momentum, blowing up countless Kunlun monks, and turning into countless bloody pieces of meat. In an instant, the Qilian Mountains will become a purgatory for humans.

This does not mean that these three goshawks have been watching from a distance. Even the monks in Qilian wanted to escape, but were scared away by the sword blades on the battlefield and blushed. They felt disgusted under the flesh dripping from the sky.

Ye Fengsheng still doesn't understand swordsmanship, but this does not prevent him from using it. The endless halo on his body, like the sea water, gave him the power to use a flying knife. Although this kind of thing is a flowery stand when facing monks from the same region, it is undoubtedly the best way to use the most effective threat or killing in the face of the monks who built the foundation and the meaning of the red region.

The sharp screams and hysterical begging for mercy mixed with the physical expansion of explosion and the sharp sound of sword falling, becoming the wailing of the demon in hell.

"Brother Ye, this has nothing to do with us! Can I wait and leave?"

There was a cry in the mountains, to avoid the blade.

Under such a huge blade, it is undoubtedly an extremely ridiculous thing to avoid accidental damage. They are the most innocent victims of this battle, originally just to watch.

Ye Feng's voice was unprecedented. His palms trembled slightly. His soul was released again. He rushed into the Heavenly Sword Formation and immediately covered the sword blade with a layer of bright red.

With one hand, the sky was dyed with red sword blades. At first glance, it looked boundless.

After all, some people are afraid of death, or they are afraid of dying in this way. However, a monk wearing Kunlun monk's robe soared into the air and grabbed the shaky hilt of the sword hanging from his head in front of everyone. He turned over in the air and fell in front of Ye Fengsheng, looking straight at Ye Fengsheng, his eyes wanted to crack, and cursed: "You can survive with a stabbing the principal, right?"

Ye Feng nodded with a smile and said, "Yes."

"Pooh!"

The Kunlun monk blinked his eyes all the time. The sword blade in his hand had already pierced the thigh of the Kunlun leader below. Blood was flowing, but he didn't even turn his head. He looked at Ye Fengsheng and said, "Okay?"

"Yes."

Ye Feng nodded: "You can leave now."

The Kunlun monk immediately took off and disappeared from the air.

From beginning to end, he did not look at the Kunlun leader Aling on the ground. He didn't know whether he was guilty or whether he was worried that he would never retreat.

After all, all his achievements were learned in Kunlun. Now he took the lead in opposing the principal in full view. He naturally knew what that meant. But he worked hard for so long and died here.

Ye Fengsheng did not continue to urge his sword, and the crystal short sword hanging in the air soon disappeared. After the last Kunlun disciple wiped away his tears, there were still more than ten short swords left in the sky.

Ye Fengsheng glanced at the Qilian monk who was still in the field, thought for a while, and said, "If you want to leave, just stab the old man to death with a sword."

"What?!"

A monk Gan Kunlun looked at each other and said, "Myster, you have never said it before!"

Ye Fengsheng looked at him coldly. He had nothing to say. His fingertips gently tapped, and more than ten short swords trembled again. This was not a sound, but it was a very shocking buzzing sound of the sword. Even if the monk's scalp was numb.
Chapter completed!