This is a valley full of rocks and weeds, this is a place of life, it is rare in this deserted canyon, but it is such a place of life, but at this time it has become the hell of Yama.

Here, the sea of blood covered the earth, and the blood-colored figures, rising and falling, were demonic beasts that had lost their breath of life, mixed with human monks with blood and energy.

And one of the women in white robes, even with that thick blood, it was still difficult to stop the beautiful face, and at this time, behind that beautiful face, a sky-high blood was like a shocking rainbow, rushing straight to the sky.

This is the blood god son that Ye Changkong left to Ye Feng, even when Ye Feng was in the most danger, he had never burst out with such a powerful blood qi, this was far beyond the aura of the flower god monk, at this moment, he had no scruples and rushed straight to the sky.

"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are, but I can only kill the enemy!" Ye Feng's voice was cold, he had just separated from the Desolate Beast Clan, and he was suddenly attacked by this enemy hidden in the shadows, if it weren't for the reminder of an old guy like Night Thirteen who was good at concealing his whereabouts, he was afraid that even if he didn't die, he would suffer a heavy blow.

This made Ye Feng very annoyed, and the hatred in his heart for the Great Zhou Holy Emperor was even more.

"You're good! It's good to have such cultivation at such an age, but since I'm Shangguan Yun and accepted the task, then you have to die! The man in green clothes in the void stepped out, and a cluster of cyan circles of light rotated under his feet, which was a powerful energy, holding up the slender body.

This was a monk who was also in the Spirit Fetus Realm, but it made Ye Feng feel like he was facing a Tianyi Realm monk.

"Shizi be careful! This person's cultivation is very strange! Feeling the breath coming from Shangguan Yun's body, Ye Thirteen's heart was solemn, it stands to reason that Ye Feng, who can even be killed by a god cultivator, should be very easy to face the enemy of the same realm Ye Feng now, but everything seems to be beyond common sense.

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

Ye Feng's heart was cold, Ye Feng was already very impatient with the successive and non-stop pursuits, he felt that he seemed to be too merciful, so merciful that no matter what kind of person he was, he felt that he was a soft persimmon, and he could pinch it as much as he wanted, which made Ye Feng very depressed, and he needed to kill extremely happily.

The blood was monstrous, Ye Feng no longer intended to hide the slightest strength, almost immediately, the boundless sea of blood covered the entire valley, and the figures of blood and qi rushed to the sky in an instant, turning into a long rainbow and shooting towards Shangguan Yun who was dressed in green clothes.

And then, the golden divine light rushed into the sky, and the golden figures rose to the sky, and the three-legged golden crow condensed by the true fire of the sun turned into a golden light in the sky at this moment, like a violent storm, landing in this valley.

At this moment, Shangguan Yun changed color, his expression was solemn, he didn't expect things to turn out like this, because this was very different from what he thought before, this was a guy who didn't play cards according to the routine.

Shangguan Yun's heart was solemn, the green clothes on his body were fierce, and the cyan sword light appeared behind him, like a peacock opening the screen, filling the entire space in an instant, making the entire space full of sword intent.

"Disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect!" Night Thirteen exclaimed, this is an ancient sect, passed down from generation to generation, and only one person.

One person is the entire sect, and one person can override many sects.

And now, Ye Feng has faced such a person, such a sect, a terrible sect!

Night Thirteen wanted to make a move, but he knew that he must not make a move at this time, not because he was not Shangguan Yun's opponent, but because he didn't want to destroy Ye Feng's state of mind, because at this moment, Night Thirteen could clearly sense Ye Feng's violent battle intent because of anger, Ye Thirteen felt that he couldn't bear that battle intent, maybe under the first battle, the son of the world would not be defeated!

Ten thousand swords rushed into the sky, bringing bursts of sword roars.

And at this time, in the golden light in the sky, there was also a chirp that pierced through the golden cracking stone, it was the sound of the three-legged golden crow, which was the only combat skill that Ye Feng comprehended from the Black Emperor Jue.

"What a terrible attack!" In the distance, the figures of Murong Longcheng and his party appeared, looking at the sea of blood covering the entire valley, feeling the sword intent that rushed into the sky, Murong Longcheng's face was pale, and a deep sense of powerlessness made him look so haggard.

"What's wrong with you?" Dongfang Wanqing, who was also worried, noticed Murong Longcheng's abnormality and asked suspiciously.

"I was wrong! I misestimated his strength! Murong Longcheng's eyes were desolate, and his expression was dejected.

"You think of him as an opponent!" Dongfang Wanqing's small mouth opened, and her expression was full of surprise.

"Wrong! I never looked down on him, thinking that he was just a frog at the bottom of a well, but now it seems that I am the short-sighted man! Murong Longcheng was very depressed, but when he finished saying these words, his face full of dejection regained his composure again.

"That's Shangguan Yun!" Looking at the man in green clothes, Ye Quan's gaze became cold.

"Not bad! No one has ever known who this guy studied with, but they never thought that this guy was actually the descendant of the Heavenly Sword Sect! Murong Longcheng's voice was flat, and there was a fierce battle intent in his eyes.

At this time, the sound of the sword in the distance and the chirping of the three-legged golden crow had already converged, making people's hearts shake.

"Kill!" No one expected that when this spell was fighting fiercely, Ye Feng's figure moved, with the golden divine ring, his arms turned into golden wings, and when he fanned violently, the golden light was like electricity, shooting towards Shangguan Yun.

"Hmm!" At this moment, Shangguan Yun's eyes contracted, and Ye Feng's performance once again exceeded his expectations, because at this moment, Ye Feng in Shangguan Yun's eyes was no longer a calm monk, it was clearly a crazy demon-like existence.

Yo! The sound of piercing the golden cracking stone sounded beside Shangguan Yun's body, making his heart tremble, because of a short trance, Ye Feng's figure had already approached Shangguan Yun, and a cold light split out from the golden divine ring.

This is an ordinary long knife, but it shows unparalleled power in Ye Feng's hands at this moment, because the domineering Sun True Fire has broken through the way forward, and the endless sea of blood has interfered with Shangguan Yun's will.

At this moment, even if it was an ordinary mortal soldier, it was not something that Shangguan Yun could contend with.

Burst! The blood splattered, instantly blending into the surrounding sea of blood.

"Die!" Ye Feng's gaze was hideous, the long knife in his hand turned, and the long knife that had been inserted into Shangguan Yun's waist was glowing with golden divine light at this moment, which was the luster of the sun's true fire, invading Shangguan Yun's body.