"The people of the Xuan Gang really did it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Ye Feng said coldly, the killing intent in his heart was boiling, this person of the Xuan Gang has repeatedly provoked himself, and the ghost is not gone, today, he must let them know that he is powerful.

is still not strong enough, otherwise find their gang leader and fight directly to the death, to see what else his Xuan Gang can do.

"Boy, look for death!" The young man in black, stepping out, stood in front of Ye Feng, and directly punched out, and the terrifying power emerged, turned into a ray of light, and went straight to Ye Feng.

"Get out!"

Ye Feng shouted violently, and the same punch was blasted out, and the pitch-black fist turned into a death force, and slammed into the fist of the black-clothed young man.

Rumble!

A collision sounded, and the body of the black-clothed young man suddenly retreated, his palm trembled slightly, and there was a trace of black power on the palm, which made his eyes sink.

This Ye Feng is really not simple.

The arm shook, dissolving the power of death in his hand, and his face was solemn.

"You can get out now, or else, leave your arms behind!" Ye Feng said domineeringly, this is the world where the strong are respected, if others want to snatch you, you will inevitably fight back.

"Get out? You're not qualified enough! The black-clothed young man said coldly, he was a martial artist in the realm of the Divine Pill, but today he was actually told by a martial artist in the realm of the Divine Sea to get out, where is this face to rest.

As soon as his mind moved, behind the man in black, there was actually a dark power that emerged, this power was cold, but it was with a terrifying fiery power, like a flame, a pitch-black flame, with a trace of palpitating fluctuations.

"What I comprehend is Nether Fire!" The man in black said coldly, and even his eyes were burning with a cluster of pitch-black flames.

That cold flame, domineering and arrogant.

"Nether Flame, is it powerful?" Ye Feng's eyes flickered with coldness, and he said lightly, this black-clothed young man comprehends the Netherworld Flame, this kind of power is indeed stronger than the power of ordinary artistic conception, and the strength of those who can comprehend artistic conception here is also good.

Ye Feng had a cold intent all over his body, and the artistic conception of death was permeated, and the power of silence and withering permeated the entire space, and in this small space, it was suddenly filled with an extreme power of silence.

Nether fire, meaning of extinction, both belong to the dark power, both belong to the kind of power that comes from the hell of Shura, full of death, cold and domineering power.

"Nether Finger!"

The black-clothed young man's eyes trembled, and the dark flames on his body condensed, fusing with his fingers, and in the void, a huge finger suddenly appeared, covered with hideous lines.

The black-clothed young man slowly raised his finger and pointed at Ye Feng, the netherworld fluctuated, and a huge finger of flame that was five zhang in size, deep and cold, roared out, and the terrifying power fluctuated, accompanied by the same huge flame power.

In the face of this finger, Ye Feng also punched out, this punch is the condensation of the artistic conception of death, the fist of death, this fist of death, not only contains the terrifying artistic conception of death, but also has an endless edge of the sword artistic conception.

The mysterious stone sword in the sea of consciousness at all times, constantly confirming the fusion, the operation of the immortal sword body, has already reached the realm of the unity of human and sword, and when it makes a move, it is with this endless sharp sword intent.

Raging and cold flames run wild.

The power of death withers everything, extinguishes all laws, the sword of the god of war, the sword intent is invincible, and the edge is endless.

Rumble!

The domineering fist of death roared out, piercing through the infinite flames, extinguishing the endless netherworld, and it turned out to be a vacuum fist path that ran through a void, exploding like thunder in the void, and the black fingers were suddenly covered with cracks, spreading like a spider's web, and then shattering under this sharp sword intent.

In this space, suddenly the netherworld is gone, there is only the power of silence, the world of death.

Death and sword intent came out together, and at this moment, the young man in black felt that he was in a world of death.

The soul is trembling!

"How is that possible?" The young man in black, his face changed greatly, he was a strong man in the Divine Pill, and he comprehended the meaning of this powerful Netherworld, even among the silver disciples, he was also above many people, and today he faced a martial artist in the realm of a small Shenhai, and with one move, he broke his Netherworld Fingering, and the oppression of this artistic conception made him feel suffocated.

Ye Feng's footsteps stepped out again, his figure shook like a ghost, and instantly appeared beside the black-clothed young man, his palm was like a knife, and he slashed down with one palm.

"Stop!"

A loud shout sounded, and a fierce wind suddenly broke through the air behind him, directly towards Ye Feng's vital point.

However, Ye Feng didn't pay any attention to it, saying that if he abolished his arm, he would abolish his arm.

Hand up and knife down.

Yes!

A terrible scream resounded in the space of the stone monument, mixed with blood spurting wildly, and an arm flew up.

The young man in black threw his body into the air fiercely, and then slammed into a stone monument.

His eyes were cold, staring at Ye Feng deadly, the light in his eyes seemed to eat Ye Feng, but Ye Feng directly ignored it, turned around, grasped his fist in his hand, and blasted out with a punch, directly towards the strong wind behind him.

Rumble!

The wind was wanton, the space trembled, and the fierce wind behind it directly shattered and dissipated invisibly under this punch.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

A black shadow slowly came out, his face full of gloom, and a voice full of murderous intent floated out of his mouth.

"Didn't you hear me telling you to stop? Want to die? ”

"What are you, you say stop!" Ye Feng shot back lightly, in Ye Feng's dictionary, there is no such word as stop, and he never shows mercy to his opponent, only killing.

That's his way of doing things!

"Big brother!"

The young man in black, seeing the black shadow, as if he had seen a savior, hurriedly shouted, and then crawled to the side of the black shadow.

"Waste, not enough success, more than failure!" The black shadow said angrily.

"Big brother, I just wanted to help you, I didn't expect this miscellaneous to be so powerful, big brother, you have to make the decision for me, kill that beast!" The young man in black said with an angry face.

"Hurt my brother of the Netherworld, then he will pay it back with his life!" The black shadow said gloomily, with an evil smile on his face, which made people shudder.

"If you want my life, just take it, otherwise, get out of me!" Ye Feng stepped on it, and suddenly, a terrifying momentum permeated out, pressing towards the other party.

"Haha, what a joke, I've been in the Netherworld Martial Academy for many years, in the realm of the Divine Pill, no one has dared to talk to me like this, you are the first." The gloomy and sympathetic laughter seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Immediately, the palm of his hand was gently waved, and the terrifying momentum suddenly dissipated.