Ye Feng looked at the restless four people, grinned, revealing cold white teeth, but there was a cold flow, one step out, the heavenly veins rolled, as if there was a thunderous sound, and with a bang, the figure like a ghost disappeared in place. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Kill!

At this time, he just heard Ye Feng spit out a cold character from his mouth.

Shout!

A snow-bright sword light broke through the air, turned into a storm in an instant, a sword, poured down, the fierce sword momentum pressed down, the sword qi roared, and there was a thunderous sound.

Sword roar and thunder!

It is the wind and thunder sword technique, the wind and thunder extinguish!

With the dazzling sword light sprinkled, several figures were directly swallowed by the sword, and they didn't even scream, blood flew from their necks, Ye Feng stretched out his hand, and saw that where the four people were in the center of their eyebrows, the Qingyun Order turned into red light, and it was directly integrated into the Qingyun Order at the center of Ye Feng's eyebrows.

Kill, what a domineering Ye Feng!

They came with a bad spirit and wanted his life, but what else could be said about such a person but to kill!

Kill to kill!

In this cruel world, if you want not to be killed, you have to slaughter those who want to kill yourself, kill one person, one less, kill until the world goes crazy, and kill until the space trembles.

The simple truth, the strong are respected!

The battle circle was rapidly shrinking, one by one the warriors were thrown out of the battle circle, one by one Qingyun Ling was plundered, one by one looked extremely embarrassed, his face was pale, and he was extremely angry, looking at those rampaging teams, gritting his teeth, and rushing towards the end of the desert.

Qingyun Ling was robbed, and there was still a chance to snatch it back, if there was no life, then there would be nothing, so those with low strength immediately fled.

The people who enter this world are all arrogant figures of the major forces, and they usually step on others to take the position, how can they tolerate being plundered, all some people not only lost the Qingyun Order, but also paid for their lives.

It didn't take long for this world to leave two major teams, and the first round of reshuffle officially ended.

In the embarrassed battle circle, the two teams looked at each other, and there was a look of vigilance in their eyes, but they didn't make any moves, because they knew that the strength was equal, and once the war started, no one would be able to please them.

These two teams, each with more than two dozen people, are all three strong people who have stepped into the flesh tribulation.

When their eyes looked at Ye Feng and the two of them, their cold faces sneered, one of the teams came slowly, their eyes didn't care too much about Ye Feng and the two, one was successful in blood refining, nothing to worry about, and the other was just a physical robbery, and they were weak.

The other team was not interested, but did not stay too long, turned and hurried towards the end of the desert.

"Boy, hand over the Qingyun Order and spare you from dying, otherwise you will be in a hurry and your life will not be guaranteed. One of the tall and mighty martial artists said with a sneer, and the terrifying momentum was released from his body, pressing down towards Ye Feng and the others like a heavy mountain, and the realm had reached the physical level.

"yes, it seems that there are so many fools in this world. He didn't seem to have any feeling for the heavy mountain-like momentum, and said sarcastically.

"Look for death. The tall warrior's face sank, cold as a knife, and a thick meaning that was even more terrifying than just now permeated out.

"He used the sword, and I went to kill him. I saw a young man with a sword stepping out, his eyes were cold, and a trace of murderous intent burst out, as sharp as a sword.

"Okay, a martial artist with a mere physical body, he has no eyesight at all, he deserves to be buried here, not only did he lose the Qingyun Order, but he even lost his life, which is really stupid. The tall warrior said coldly.

The sword-wielding young man walked slowly, his eyes were like a sword, cold and piercing, and there was a terrifying evil aura surging around his body, and he was clearly stepping into the flesh robbery.

"Give you a chance, out of the sword, otherwise you won't even have a chance to play the sword. The sword-wielding young man said proudly, not taking Ye Feng in his eyes at all.

His expression was calm, he couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, nor did he see any emotional changes, he said lightly: "I'm not leaving, because I'm waiting for you, waiting for your Qingyun Order, give you a chance, leave Qingyun Order, get out, otherwise, die!"

"Truly, an ant, dare to speak wildly, there are many dry bones on the bloody road, see how I kill you. The sword-wielding boy said gloomily.

Airplanes!

There was a sound of sword sounding, this is the voice of the sword-wielding boy, a sword momentum like a breeze, with every step he takes, the sharp qi on his body is even better, and later, a cyan sword like a substance is condensed on his sword, there are more than three feet, as soon as it appears, an amazing sword momentum spreads, and the surrounding air sneers, and it can't withstand this sharp breath, and it cracks inch by inch.

"Slash!"

The sword-wielding boy spit out a cold character, no longer waiting, the long sword swept the air, the sword swallowed the sky, invisible and shadowless, filling the entire sky, shrouding towards Ye Feng.

Looking at the shrouded sword shadow, a hint of indifferent smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and an invisible sword path edge was wanton in the sky.

"Flashy, you are worthy of a sword. ”

With a little footstep, the void suddenly swept up, like an eagle, and his fingers were like a sword, swinging down, and the light flashed heaven and earth.

The sword, pointing like a sword, Ye Feng released the sword with his fingers, and the brilliant sword light had a thunderous sound, like a lightning bolt in the night, sweeping across the sky.

"Snort!"

A subtle sound came out, and lightning tore through the night, but in an instant, the cyan sword shadow that shrouded the sky dissipated, and a white sword finger was bright and crystalline, and it flicked on the cyan long sword.

Recite!

The finger sword collided, and a crisp sword sound burst out, and the sword-wielding young man snorted, and the cyan long sword in his hand screamed, and where it intersected with Ye Feng's sword finger, a clear crack spread.

Click!

The cyan long sword cracked, and the sword-wielding young man shot out backwards, borrowing strength in the void one after another, until he barely landed ten zhang away, and the blood of the palm holding the sword flowed down, and it turned out that the tiger's mouth was cracked.

"It's so strong!"

"What kind of flesh is this? ”

The hearts of those martial artists twitched fiercely, this young man was too strong, his pride and arrogance were because of his strength, and he had this qualification.

One of the most powerful people they have here is not the enemy of this young man's move, if it weren't for the comprehension of the wind just now, I am afraid that he would have died on the spot.

"Kill!"

Ye Feng spit out a voice indifferently, the killing intent was extremely powerful, and when he raised his hand, there was infinite killing intent on his body.

"Stop!"

"You dare!"

In the crowd, the two flesh-robbed warriors shouted angrily, they didn't expect this young man to kill if he said it, it was too domineering, and then their bodies were also crazy and swept over, trying to stop Ye Feng.

Feeling the killing intent to the bone, the sword-wielding young man's body trembled, and there was fear in his eyes.