Beneath the Flaming Fist, there is a terrifying power. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the strength of Wang Song's all-out shot.

A flame roared out, like a wave, rolling continuously, smashing down Ye Feng angrily in the air.

Ye Feng's eyes were firm, steady as a rock, his clean and slender palm, as firm and persistent as ever, stepping out, the ground trembled, and the momentum seemed to be even more than before, as if there was nothing in front of him that could stop him.

The swordsman, advance is strong, retreat is change, only sincerity in the sword, obsessed with the sword, destroy everything, in order to be strong, unstoppable, sword test the world.

"Hum. ”

The crisp sound of the sword resounded, a touch of luster was bright and cold, the sword roared like thunder, the stone broke the earth, and even the air was pierced through a hole.

As if from outside the sky, there is no trace, an inexplicable charm is permeated, and a special force is hidden in the thunder, sharp and indestructible.

"Pong. ”

The sword light instantly shattered the flames in a devastating attitude, and swept towards Wang Song with an indomitable momentum, and the air was completely strangled and shattered.

The sword light was like lightning, like the aurora, dazzling, amazing, Wang Song exclaimed, his eyes were full of fear, and his flaming fist seemed to melt in winter, and it dissipated in an instant.

The fierce killing machine bloomed in his eyes, appearing in front of his eyes at an indescribable speed, making Wang Song's face pale, and he had a strong sense of crisis in his heart, a breath of death approaching, and a subconscious flash.

It's a pity that it's still slow, a cold cold light swept by, and a stream of blood rushed up to the sky, like a fountain, spurting out, and the void fell, dyeing the earth red in an instant.

When the dazzling sword light dissipated, Ye Feng stood with his sword in his hand, his face was indifferent, blood dripping from the tip of the sword, but Wang Song fell to the ground, with a look of horror and disbelief on his face, and his whole body twitched.

Thick unwillingness and regret filled the eyeballs, a striking mark cut the neck, blood gushed, and the earth was red.

The strong smell of blood permeates the stone forest.

The surroundings fell into dead silence, everything happened so fast that everyone couldn't react for a while, leaving only a look of shock.

The Fire Clan boy looked sluggish, couldn't believe it, looked at Wang Song's corpse, trembled, looked up at Ye Feng, his face was pale, his face was frightened, his fingers trembled and pointed at Ye Feng and said, "You。。。。。。 You dare to kill Song Shao, he is not only the son of our Fire Clan patriarch, but also the younger brother of the Fire King. ”

"Haha, you're dead, and the Fire King won't let you go. The Fire Clan disciple looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had thought of something, his body was full of fear, without any hesitation, he turned around suddenly, and his majestic qi and blood surged, like a streamer rushing out, intending to flee.

"Boom. ”

Ye Feng's figure swept up like a goshawk, the sword in his hand did not have the slightest mercy, bringing up a clearly visible trajectory, and the fierce sword qi blew in, making the four people who fled were all heartbroken.

"Hum. ”

The crisp sound of the sword resounded, and the dark sword light as water swept by, instantly appearing in front of a Fire Clan disciple, and the sword light swept by, instantly piercing the young man's throat.

It is like a leisurely stride, a step in the void, extremely elegant, the sword light swaying in the void, emitting bursts of whining and mournful sounds, bringing up a fresh life.

Killing is also an art!

The sword light dissipated, leaving only corpses all over the ground and the strong smell of blood.

The sword is out, and the fire clan is extinguished.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the young man holding a sword in the sun, everyone's faces were shocked, their brains were blank, and all this was like a dream.

If it weren't for the corpses all over the ground and the choking smell of blood, reminding them of everything that happened just now, they wouldn't have believed that all of this was from Ye Feng's handwriting.

The young man who couldn't cultivate back then already had a sky-high posture, like a real dragon, breaking free of restraints and soaring for nine days.

And they only look up!

All that's left is to look up!

Some people are born to be looked up to!

"Boom. ”

A sound of swallowing saliva broke the silence of the stone forest, looking at the young man who stepped in the sun, everyone's hearts were mixed.

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life!" Ye Feng looked at the complicated crowd and said with a smile.

"Ye Feng, thank you for saving your life, I have offended a lot before, please forgive me for my ignorance. Lei Long clasped his hands into fists, bowed down and said, his voice was full of sincerity, and there was no longer the arrogance of the past, but a little more maturity.

"Ye Feng, from now on, the lives of my two brothers will be yours. Brother Shi Feng said.

"Brother Ye, it's amazing. Lei Qian said with a thumbs up.

"I am also a member of the Great Wilderness Clan. ”

Ye Feng smiled and looked at everyone, his heart was full of relief, only after experiencing life and death can he grow, and he knows the feelings of brotherhood and the righteousness of the clan.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng, who was smiling, as if they were infected, laughing at each other, like chrysanthemums in full bloom.

All kinds of past and complicated emotions are relieved at this moment.

It's good to be young!

Panlong Mountains.

In the middle of a great peak, in a quiet valley, there was a naturally formed lake, smooth as a mirror, and on the edge of the lake, on top of a huge rock, a young man sat cross-legged.

The young man's eyes were clear, his sword eyebrows were flying, and he looked extremely handsome, but there was a taste of indifference between his eyebrows, which made people dare not approach.

The fiery red hair is windless and automatic, the youthful breath is long and majestic, the majestic power of qi and blood flows, and a faint trace of red energy looms on the body, looking carefully, it looks like a cluster of flames.

Invisible waves of air spread out, like a volcano.

In the silent valley, a hundred feet away, a vigorous figure swept by, appearing on the surface of this calm lake, and it was a warrior with the emblem of the Fire Clan.

The Fire Clan martial artist looked at the young man who was cultivating in the distance, his expression was respectful, and his body was like a goshawk crossing the lake, falling straight down, coming behind the young man, standing respectfully.

"Whew. The scorching waves of air resounded in this silent valley, and the young man suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flame in his eyes, and a faint voice sounded in this silent valley.

"What?"

"Cang Shao, Young Master Song is in trouble. The Fire Clan warrior said tremblingly.

"Boom. ”

The fierce and domineering fiery power was released, and the terrifying air waves filled the air, and the calm lake suddenly swelled, and the water waves rose to the sky.

"Who is the murderer. The deep voice was extremely eerie, as if it came from the Nine Shadows, and a tyrannical aura rushed into the sky.

"Before it was found, the patriarch asked Cang Shao to take a look. The Fire Clan warrior said with a look of trepidation.

"Hmph, it's all waste, what a big guts, no matter who kills my Wang Cang's younger brother, I will make him regret coming to this world. Cang Shao said gloomily, like a demon who chooses people to devour.

The voice fell, and his body burst out, turning into a streamer of light, and disappeared into this secluded valley.

The Fire King, Wang Cang, the leader of the younger generation of the Fire Clan, has unfathomable strength, and it is said that he can fight with the leader of the clan without falling behind.