"Little brute! If you dare to kill another person, I will definitely break you into pieces! ”

The head of the red-clothed house, seeing Ye Chengfeng's killing method, is really dripping blood.

Is it easy for him to take in these disciples?

Not only do you have to secretly select people with good qualifications, but you have to work hard to persuade them, and then recruit them, you have to arrange people to teach ancient martial arts, and constantly supervise them......

It's hard work.

Ye Chengfeng is good, he slashes dozens with one sword!

If such a killing method continues, his huge Xuanyin faction will not be able to withstand a few swords!

"You don't answer, do you?"

Ye Chengfeng pursed his lips disdainfully.

Raising his hand, the crimson sword light directly raged in the field for several laps.

Puff puff!

Ahhh

Puff puff!

Ahh

This time, did Ye Chengfeng kill twenty or thirty?

He directly killed the remaining eighty-odd green-clothed disciples.

In just a few seconds, a large body fell on the ground.

The crimson blood flowed directly on the stone ground.

The thick smell of blood was surging in the field, which was disgusting.

It looks like Shura purgatory.

Not to mention the other Xuanyin Sect disciples, even the four hall master-level figures, the two elders, and even the red-clothed head of the sect were all stunned.

This guy, where is the person?

It's clearly killing gods!

No matter how much he kills without blinking, it is not as terrible as him.

Unexpectedly, in a few breaths, hundreds of people were slaughtered!

Even if you cut vegetables and watermelon, it's not so fast and ruthless, right?

"Little brute! You're looking for death! ”

The head of the red shirt finally couldn't help the fury in his heart.

Immediately, the crimson cloak flicked, and he rushed towards Ye Chengfeng.

Sou!

Whoosh!

The crimson afterimage flickered endlessly in the field.

For a while, I couldn't tell where the red-clothed head was.

But that terrifying ancient martial energy directly enveloped Ye Chengfeng.

Boom!

The sudden palm was imprinted on Ye Chengfeng's shoulder.

made him fly out upside down with blood in his mouth on the spot.

"I'm a super master! Hmph, I see! ”

The red-clothed head struck a blow, and immediately shook the cloak behind his back and sneered disdainfully.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The group of Xuanyin Sect disciples, seeing that the red-clothed master was showing his might, immediately waved their flags and shouted, applauding loudly.

"There's a kind of coming back!"

Ye Chengfeng was slapped and laughed instead of anger.

In just a moment, he gently waved his palm and stroked it on his shoulder.

The broken bones will return to their places.

At the same time, the internal injuries were also half healed quickly.

In fact, under Ye Chengfeng's divine sense, the invasion trajectory of the red-clothed head was actually nowhere to hide.

The reason why he still has to suffer this palm is completely to feel the red devil's poisonous palm for himself.

If, the head of the red shirt really doesn't have the antidote to the red devil's poisonous palm.

Then he can also find the antidote to the medicinal materials through his various personal feelings after being hit by the Red Devil's poisonous clutches, as well as his own super medical skills and alchemy pharmaceutical abilities.

Otherwise, Ye Yuqian still has to wait for death?

"If you fall into the clutches of my Red Devil, if you don't touch you, you won't be alive for a few days."

The red-clothed head sneered: "However, for your sake, I'll give you a ride and give you a good time!" ”

With that, he drew the scoop in the same way, and once again unfolded the unfathomable transcendent body method.

Sou!

Whoosh!

The audience was full of crimson afterimages.

"What about people?"

Ye Chengfeng deliberately sold a panicked expression.

Constantly looking left and right, looking for the traces of the head of the red cloth.

But secretly, he has already locked the head of the red coat and is ready to go.

Sou!

Whoosh!

With the crimson afterimage of the red-clothed master, it flickered closer and closer.

The red-clothed head suddenly shouted: "Give me death!" ”

Rumble!

What responded to him was a fireball that Ye Chengfeng suddenly came.

At close range, even if the red-clothed head was able to dodge, he still couldn't dodge.

He was hit in the arm on the spot.

So much so that the crimson flame engulfed the entire arm of the red-clothed master at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ahh This is...... What fire? ”

The red-clothed boss screamed, and all the crimson afterimages disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, the whole face was directly distorted in pain.

Cold sweat trickled down his back.

In just a split second, he noticed in horror that the flesh and bones of his left arm, and even the blood, were quickly burned to slag by the flames.

So, frightened, he immediately made a decision, suddenly pulled out the long sword with his right hand, and slashed it close to his shoulder!

Poof!

Ahh

The red-clothed boss screamed again, blood gushing out.

But fortunately, as the severed arm fell, the terrible crimson flame also disappeared away from his body.

"Master!"

The members of the Xuanyin Sect exclaimed in unison.

It was so worrying, and unbelievable.

Isn't their head very powerful when they were the first to converge just now?

Why did this second convergence not only fail to kill Ye Chengfeng, but was overturned?

"Kill him for me! Do whatever it takes! ”

The red-clothed man roared furiously, roaring like thunder.

Then, he hurried to the side and found a place to sit down and heal.

Otherwise, if the strength explodes and retreats, then it will be necessary?

Seeing this, the two Xuan-level Great Perfection-level elders hurriedly stood on the left and right sides of the red-clothed head to protect the Dharma.

"Kill!"

The four Xuan-level small consummation hall masters, leading a large group of disciples, drew their swords in unison.

Facing Ye Chengfeng, a semi-encircled formation was formed.

"You're not my opponent yet."

Ye Chengfeng held a flying sword and stood proudly at the top of the small arch bridge.

"Kill!"

As the saying goes, the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.

Now the head of the red-clothed family has cut off his arm in order to save his life.

If they don't work hard, then there is really no life.

The so-called desperate is not trying to live as hard as possible?

Therefore, although those Xuanyin Sect disciples were jealous and afraid, they still rushed towards Ye Chengfeng in a swarm.

"Hidden!"

Ye Chengfeng lightly made a stealth technique.

In just a moment, it was gone.

"What about people?"

The Xuanyin Sect disciples exclaimed.

Rumble!

A half-moon-shaped red flame sword qi suddenly appeared behind them in an instant.

Puff puff!

Ahhh

All the yellow-level and green-level disciples died on the spot.

Even if it was a red-clothed disciple, one of them was cut off by the waist.

"Death to me!"

The moment Ye Chengfeng appeared, the person was already above the heads of all the Xuanyin Sect disciples.

So, he held the Crimson Flying Sword in both hands, and another Red Flame Sword Qi fell.

Rumble!

Ahh

This time, all the orange-level disciples fell in a pool of blood without exception.

The death was terrible.

"Kill you!"

Ye Chengfeng fell with a blow, and the blow spread out again.

I saw him, as soon as he turned around in mid-air, he suddenly left an afterimage in mid-air.

Then, like a ghost swimming dragon, it kept shuttling between the dozen or so red-clothed disciples.

It turned out to be the terrible body of the red-clothed master!

Puff puff!

Ahhh

A scream fell.

In the entire field, there were only four hall masters and two elders left.

And that, the red-clothed head who is healing.