At this time, Zhou Feng's soul had been completely burned to ashes, and Ye Wuya's heart moved, and he put away the Netherfire Flame.

As soon as the Netherfire disappeared, Ye Wuya suddenly felt that his steps were a little vain, he was shocked, and hurriedly took out the pill and took a pill, which barely recovered his spirits.

Although he had already comprehended the extent of the consumption of soul power by the Nether Fire, Ye Wuya still did not expect that the cost of using the Nether Fire for combat would be so huge, and he almost drained the soul power of his body.

On the ground, Zhou Feng curled up in a ball, his expression on his face was distorted, and beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping down, as if he was suffering great pain.

A touch of pity appeared on Ye Wuya's face, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"You won. Zhou Feng endured the pain and said hoarsely, "Tianze League, after all, there are still talents. ”

Ye Wuya glanced down at him and said, "I promised you to do your best, and I have done it." ”

A hint of relief appeared on Zhou Feng's face, and he said, "If you can fight a strong man like you in the end, Zhou will die without regrets, just do it." ”

A trace of unbearability appeared on Ye Wuya's face, but after all, he still lifted the long sword in his hand and stabbed it fiercely.

Ye Wuya has killed countless people in his two lives, but few people are as indifferent as Zhou Feng when they die, to a certain extent, Ye Wuya has a trace of respect for Zhou Feng.

However, just as Ye Wuya's long sword was about to stab Zhou Feng, a change suddenly occurred.

Among the trees by the river, there was an extremely subtle bowstring sound, which was extremely weak, but it still couldn't escape Ye Wuya's ears.

Ye Wuya subconsciously dodged backwards, and almost at the same time, an iron arrow swept in front of him.

"There's a killer!"

Ye Wuya was shocked in his heart, and made a judgment in an instant. The opponent's arrow shot cleanly, without the slightest trace of mud and water, obviously it had been gathering momentum for a long time, and at the same time, a group of people suddenly popped out of the forest.

These people were dressed in black, with a clear division of labor, and as soon as they appeared, they were divided into three teams, and the two teams attacked Ye Wuya and Qin Mo respectively, and there was only one person left, who decisively jumped to Zhou Feng's side, and left after mentioning Zhou Feng.

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and with a soft sword in his hand, he immediately blocked the group of people besieging Ye Wuya, and shouted: "I'll stop them, you go after Zhou Feng!"

Ye Wuya nodded, stomped on his feet, and his body was like an arrow off the string, quickly chasing in the direction that Zhou Feng left.

Although these killers had a clear division of labor and were orderly, in just a short moment of fighting, Ye Wuya had already discovered that they were not cultivators, they were just a trick to interfere with himself and Qin Mo, and he was afraid that the real opponent was the one who captured Zhou Feng.

In the forest, the man in black obviously didn't expect Ye Wuya to come so quickly, the cold light in his hand flashed, and several silver needles shot towards Ye Wuya quickly.

Ye Wuya saw the silver needle from a distance, sneered and threw the dragon sword in his hand, the dragon sword suddenly came out of his hand, easily knocked down the silver needles, and then copied the dragon sword, and his divine sense had locked the man in black in an instant.

The man in black was fleeing, only to feel as if the space around him had been distorted, and a fierce momentum had completely locked him in, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Fix the sky!"

Ye Wuya burst out, and the Dragon Sword stabbed towards the man in black like a bolt of lightning.

The man in black had no choice but to throw Zhou Feng down, draw out his short knife and turn around to block it. I only heard a loud sound, and for a while, sparks flew everywhere, and the Dragon Sword actually cut the short knife in the hand of the man in black into two!

The black-clothed man had a shocked face, and was about to flee, but found that Ye Wuya had already stood in front of him at some point, his right hand was only a few inches away from his head, and what was even worse was that on that hand, a pitch-black flame was burning quietly.

The man in black had watched this black fire burn Zhou Feng's soul to ashes, where did he dare to resist, and he suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud, trembling and shouting: "Ye Gongzi spare his life!"

The corners of Ye Wuya's mouth rose slightly, the flame in his hand moved a little closer to him, and he asked in a calm tone, "Who sent you?"

The man in black was so frightened that he was so frightened that he blurted out for a while, "Yes...... It's Zhao Gongzi. ”

When Ye Wuya heard this, he immediately frowned, and said coldly, "What does Zhao Yu want Zhou Feng to do?"

The man in black trembled with fright, and with a hint of crying in his tone, he said, "Little one...... The little one is just doing what he is told, how do you know?"

The corners of Ye Wuya's mouth provoked a cruel arc, and said, "I don't know, I heard that when people are about to die, their brains will be more flexible, do you want to try the taste of this Nether Fire too?"

The man in black suddenly completely collapsed his psychological defense, and said, "Yes...... It's because Zhao Gongzi doesn't want you to complete the task, and capturing Zhou Feng alive is also the intention of Patriarch Zhao, as for what is the use, the little one really doesn't know. ”

When Ye Wuya heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and frowned: "Zhao Kang, what does he want Zhou Feng to do?"

The man in black kowtowed again and again, and said, "The little one really doesn't know, Ye Gongzi will spare the little one!"

Ye Wuya came back to his senses and sneered: "Spare you, I can't spare you!"

As soon as the words fell, the Nether Fire in Ye Wuya's hand suddenly pounced on the body of the man in black, and the man in black let out a terrible wail, rolling frantically to extinguish the flames, but this Netherfire was combustible, how could it be so easy to extinguish? Within a moment, the man in black had become ashes.

Ye Wuya sneered, turned around and walked towards Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Killing decisively, Ye Gongzi will become a great weapon in the future, just do it." ”

Ye Wuya frowned, and sighed: "It's the first time I've seen such a person who goes to death so indifferently, and if you have any last wishes, I'll just say it together." ”

Zhou Feng thought for a moment and said, "After killing me, please dedicate my head to Yang Zhengtian, and don't let him track down Yuyang Village." ”

Ye Wuya was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said, "You yourself are going to die, and you are still thinking about that small village?"

Zhou Feng smiled and said, "Yuyang Village has the grace to save my life, how can I not repay the kindness?"

Ye Wuya was silent for a moment, coldly withdrew the You Long Sword into its scabbard, and said, "I don't want to kill you, you can go." ”

As soon as Ye Wuya's words came out, Zhou Feng was a little overwhelmed all of a sudden.

"Why? Didn't you come to kill me on the orders of the Yang family, if I don't die, how can you make a mess?"

Ye Wuya shook his head and said, "I don't follow anyone's orders, I want to kill you, no one can stop me, I don't want to kill you, no one can order me." ”

In his words, a sense of arrogance naturally flowed out, and Zhou Feng couldn't help but be moved.

Zhou Feng sighed and said, "Since that's the case, you can go." ”

Ye Wuya hesitated for a moment, but finally turned around and left.

In Ye Wuya's view, it doesn't matter whether he completes or doesn't complete the task released by Yang Yue, and it doesn't matter how those wastes of the Tianze League think of themselves.

He only knew that if he killed the man in front of him, he would be uneasy, so he wouldn't do it, this was Ye Wuya's consistent style. It's just that Qin Mo suffered, but he had to bear the consequences with himself.

However, at the moment when Ye Wuya turned around, Zhou Feng behind him didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly jumped up from the ground, with a hint of madness in his eyes.

He held the half-cut short knife left by the man in black in his hand, his face was hideous, and he stabbed Ye Wuya in the back fiercely!