Ye Yingying's training task was to kill a genius disciple of the Bloody Clothes Castle, but the other party had recruited a lot of companions, and this time she was fighting, Ye Yingying naturally suffered a lot of losses.

Hearing these news, Ye Feng immediately rushed towards the Gudu Forest non-stop.

Gudu Forest is a mountain forest close to the Gudu River, there are many towering ancient trees in the forest, there are few demon beasts, the mountain road is also very flat, Ye Feng rode a Qinglin horse, constantly deepening, and finally when it was almost dark, he heard a movement in front.

He hurriedly urged Qinglin Ma to speed up, and sure enough, in a clearing, he saw Ye Yingying.

On the side of this clearing is the Gudu River, and Ye Yingying is now surrounded by more than a dozen masters of the Bloody Clothes Castle.

The leader of this group of masters of the Bloody Cloth Fort was a tall man with a grim face, he was wearing a blood-colored robe, and these two masters of the Ninefold Realm of Spiritual Veins stood on the left and right.

Coupled with the dozen or so people around, all of them have cultivated to the eightfold realm of the spiritual vein, no wonder Ye Yingying can't deal with it alone.

She was obviously violently depleted with aura, holding a flying sword in her hand, and her beautiful eyes were staring closely at her surroundings, always vigilant.

At this moment, the tall blood-clothed man sneered and said, "Ye Yingying, it's all come to this point, aren't you still obediently tied up?" Hehe, I really didn't expect that Tianzhu Academy would have a female disciple as talented as you, if it weren't for my cautiousness, I would have almost been killed by you." ”

"Despicable and shameless!"

Ye Yingying said angrily.

She was almost able to kill the target of this training mission, but she didn't expect that there was actually a large group of masters of the Bloody Clothes Castle beside the other party, and under the siege, Ye Yingying could only temporarily avoid the edge.

After that, he was chased and killed by this group of masters of the Bloody Castle for several days and nights.

"Hehe, I've always surrounded you but not killed, you should understand, it's not that I can't kill you, but I'm reluctant. A talented woman like you, and beautiful as a flower, it's a pity to kill her. Well, as long as you promise to be my woman, I'll let you go, how about it?" said the tall man in bloody clothes with a smile.

"Dream on!"

Ye Yingying gritted her teeth, snorted, and suddenly made a move, her aura was consumed violently, and she could only use the flying sword to shāre:n.

Flutter!

The blade of the sword was as fast as lightning, and a master of the Bloody Castle was immediately pierced through the heart and slowly fell to the ground.

Those masters of the Bloody Castle seemed to have been ordered to only dare to besiege and not dare to really hurt Ye Yingying, so that she had enough respite.

"Sword man, this chick is too spicy, if she continues to kill like this, we will suffer heavy losses, and it will be difficult to explain when we go back. ”

"Yes, it's better to do it directly and kill it. Such a beautiful beauty, even if she kills it, you can play it a few times, no loss!"

Seeing this scene, the two Bloody Castle masters with nine spiritual veins said.

The sword boy licked his lips, and finally made a decision, saying, "Okay, then it doesn't matter if you are dead or injured, hmph, after playing for so long, this son is also tired of it, you can do it!"

"Good!"

The two Bloody Castle masters with nine spiritual veins got the order and immediately leaped over, one holding a blood-colored blade in his hand, and the other holding a meteor hammer, striking from both sides, and when there was a loud sound, the flying sword in Ye Yingying's hand was knocked out.

Rub and go!

Taking a few steps backwards in a row, Ye Yingying's face was slightly red, her aura had been consumed to the limit, and she had a feeling that she was about to run out of oil immediately.

After being chased and killed for three days and three nights, although she killed more than a dozen disciples of the Bloody Clothes Castle, she was also injured a lot, and now the aura is about to run out, and it has fallen into the hands of this group of people in the Bloody Clothes Castle, and the end can be imagined.

Immediately, Ye Yingying glanced at the surging Gudu River behind her, and immediately made a decision in her heart.

"Ten Thousand Water Divine Formula!"

After exhausting the last trace of aura, Ye Yingyingyu waved his hand, and a cloud of water rushed out, sweeping several Bloody Clothes Fort disciples into the air, and then, with a flash of delicate body, he leaped towards the Gudu River.

Poof!

The surging river is very turbulent, and it is also dangerous for people to fall into it. "Damn it, let her escape!"

"If you can't escape, prepare n-ǔ arrows and shoot her for me!"

The two Bloody Cloth Fort masters with nine spiritual veins roared angrily, and suddenly, several Bloody Cloth Fort disciples took out n-ǔ arrows and were about to shoot towards the river.

Ril, lil!

The sound of Qinglin's horse neighing sounded, Ye Feng just arrived, he saw the scene of Ye Yingying being forced to jump into the Gudu River, his eyes were cold, and he suddenly jumped from the horse's back and, instantly fell to the ground, stretched out his hand and bombarded the past with two punches.

Bang bang!

The two Bloody Castle masters with nine spiritual veins were immediately beaten into the air and flew up, and when they were in the air, blood sprayed wildly and fell to the ground, they were already colorless, lost their combat effectiveness, and couldn't get up.

The sudden scene made those disciples of the Bloody Clothes Fort give up shooting Ye Yingying one after another, and the n-ǔ arrow turned around and aimed at Ye Feng.

And the sword boy's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Hmm, where did you come from, you are such a big dog, you dare to kill the left and right guards of this son! Hmph, you are also a disciple of the Dzi Academy, you are simply looking for death!"

"It's you dogs who are looking for death!"

Ye Feng didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and as soon as his body flashed, he was about to rush over.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The sword boy was startled and hurriedly waved his hand.

Woohoo!

One after another n-ǔ arrows shot out, densely packed, like locusts.

However, Ye Fengfeng didn't block it, and the invincible golden bell jar on his body automatically rose, bang, and those n-ǔ arrows hit his body, and he couldn't break through the defense of the invincible golden bell jar at all.

Bang!

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Feng performed a hundred zhang dragon step, and flew over in an instant, pushing with both hands, and then two palms, the two disciples of the Bloody Clothes Castle who were still drawing arrows were blown out on the spot.

In less than a moment, there were only seven or eight people left in the room.

"Go, go, this son is a demon!"

The sword boy was frightened, and hurriedly shouted.

He is not a fool, he can see at a glance that Ye Feng is not an ordinary person, he is simply a demon, and he can't resist it at all.

How can there be a normal person who kills two Spirit Vein Ninefold Realm masters with two punches?

I can't believe this kind of thing, so I can only flee first to save my life.

"Do you want to go?"

Ye Feng sneered, and with a movement of his palm, the aura was urged, converging to his throat.

These people in the bloody castle deserve to die, especially the sword boy who is the leader of the sword, who is the target of his sister Ye Yingying's training mission, and he must not be let go like this, let the tiger return to the mountain, and it will be difficult to find it next time.

Roar!

Ye Feng chased after him, and with a long roar, the sound waves rolled, converging into a wave of qi, and one swept away, and the disciples of the Bloody Clothes Fort who had just rushed out not far covered their ears one after another, bleeding from their seven orifices, and lying on the ground screaming.

Even the sword boy couldn't withstand the bombardment of this kind of sound wave, spitting blood from his mouth, and his injuries were not light.

This is the lion's roar, and when there are many people, the effect is extremely strong.