"There is no place to die?" Ye Feng chuckled in a low voice.

"Seven hundred and six's combat power is indeed very strong, but unfortunately, I am not what it used to be!"

As soon as his eyelids were raised, Ye Feng looked at the endless frost surging in front of him, and in a trance, he seemed to be in a sea of ice, and the cold ice and snow carried the momentum of destroying the world.

Layers of frost covered Ye Feng's body, but he still didn't move.

Even, Ye Feng didn't run the corpse qi.

With his current physical strength, it was enough to resist the power of the Ice Realm.

"Kill!"

With a shout, Qin Shuang's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and rolls of terrifying ice condensed in mid-air, turning into a pair of big hands, pressing towards Ye Feng fiercely.

Ye Feng raised his head slightly, and with his action, the frost covering his whole body began to crack.

It was as if an ancient beast had opened its eyes.

"Boom!"

The frost completely cracked, and pieces of ice swept away in all directions like hidden weapons.

At the same time, Ye Feng stepped out in one step, as if it was a hole in the space.

"How can it be so fast?" A look of shock appeared on Qin Shuang's face.

The Cold Ice Artistic Conception already had the power of restraint, and there was not a trace of energy fluctuations on Ye Feng's body, which made Qin Shuang both shocked and incomprehensible.

"The Heavenly Frost Fist is indeed very powerful, if it is an ordinary Fusion God Realm powerhouse, it is not your opponent at all. It's a pity that you met me. Ye Feng's voice sounded from all directions.

Afterimages flickered continuously, enveloping Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang's face was pale, and in his perception, Ye Feng's aura was filled in all directions, cold and cold, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, ready to pounce and bite him at any time.

"Tianshuang Fist, Cloud Palm, Wind God Legs...... If you get the true legend of the hero and practice the three-point return vitality, I will turn around and leave. ”

"Three points to the reincarnation?" A trace of doubt appeared in Qin Shuang's eyes.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Qin Shuang lost his mind, Ye Feng's figure suddenly appeared behind him, and his right hand was like a spear, stabbing fiercely towards the back of his heart.

"Get out of here!"

Turning his head suddenly, Qin Shuang's eyes were intertwined with a cold light, his hands formed a fist, and the frost was swirling, and the power of the cold ice artistic conception from yin to cold rolled out, forming an ice wall.

"Bang!"

The fist fell heavily on the ice wall, and the cracks were like spider webs.

Continued, the violent force directly shattered the ice wall and continued to blast towards Qin Shuang's chest.

There is no way to avoid it!

It was really Ye Feng's speed that this punch was too fast, and it had already broken through the limit of the Fusion God Realm martial artist.

"Poof!!"

Blood sprayed, and Qin Shuang was like a kite with a broken string, and was blown out with a punch.

The zombie old demon had a look of fanaticism on his face, he didn't expect Ye Feng to be so strong, just one punch, he hit Qin Shuang hard.

Ye Feng's eyes were indifferent, and he walked towards Qin Shuang, who fell to the ground, step by step.

"You are also a poor man, I will give you a good time!"

In his previous life, Ye Feng did feel a little sympathetic to Qin Shuang after watching "Fengyun", and he was loyal and brave at the moment, but he was used by the hero, not only by his arm, but also by his true love.

Qin Shuang's face was pale, blood gushed out from his mouth, Ye Feng's punch just now had already shocked his internal organs.

"Y-Who the hell are you?" Qin Shuang gritted her teeth and asked.

The Earth Spirit Palace restricted the entry of the strongest person above the Fusion God Realm, and Qin Shuang did not believe that the other party was the strongest person in the Yang God Realm. Moreover, Ye Feng never showed any energy from beginning to end.

Qin Shuang recognized that his realm was not weak to others, but now, he was defeated by Ye Feng's punch, which made him feel deep helplessness at the same time.

"Huh?"

Ye Feng, who was slowly walking towards Qin Shuang, suddenly stagnated, slowly raised his head, and looked at the figure behind Qin Shuang, running quickly.

The visitor was dressed in a white suit, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, an elegant temperament, and a simple long sword.

Ye Feng's gaze fell on the quaint long sword in the young man's hand, and a deadly sense of crisis rose in his heart.

Although the sword was not unsheathed, the monstrous evil aura could not be concealed.

"Is that you?"

Qin Shuang turned her head slightly, looking at the young man who was running quickly, her face showing a touch of complexity.

"Brother Qin, are you okay?" The young man ran quickly to Qin Shuang, stared at Ye Feng with a wary look in his eyes, and said, "Friend, you have to be forgiving and forgiv......ing."

Before the young man finished speaking, Ye Feng suddenly laughed, his eyes flowing with a strange color, and said, "You should be the nameless disciple Jian Chen, right?" ”

"You know me?" Jian Chen's face showed a look of astonishment, who he had been cultivating with since he was a child, although he was not isolated from the world, but it was almost the same, he didn't expect that the person in front of him actually knew him.

"I'm curious, how did you get involved with Qin Shuang?" According to the plot in "Fengyun", Jian Chen and Qin Shuang should not be very familiar with each other.

Jian Chen took a deep breath and said, "Brother Qin and I are like-minded and agree to go to the interstellar battlefield together in three years. ”

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng's face showed a sudden expression, this Jian Chen should be Qin Shuang who he met in the Earth Spirit Palace.

"You should have a heroic sword in your hand, right?" Ye Feng stared at the ancient long sword.

"Exactly!"

Jian Chen's face showed a touch of fanaticism.

Ye Feng's sword eyebrows raised slightly, the hero sword was a nameless sword, and he had drunk the blood of many Yang God Realm powerhouses. Even, not long ago, Nameless defeated the Sword Saint Dugu and became one of the four saints of the new generation. This sword contains the nameless mystery of swordsmanship.

Hearing that Jian Chen was a nameless disciple, the zombie old demon couldn't help but shudder, even if he had been hiding in no man's land, he had also heard about Nameless replacing Sword Saint Dugu and becoming one of the Four Saints.

Jian Chen's eyes stared at Ye Feng calmly, he believed that with the nameless name of his master, it was enough to deter most people in this world.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth slowly rose, "I really want to try the inexplicable swordsmanship!" ”

In "Fengyun", Nameless can be regarded as a small strong man who can't be beaten, but whenever he encounters a peerless powerhouse, Nameless will break through quickly. Even, in the later stage of the "Fengyun" comics, Nameless has appeared. The nameless person who comprehended the Heavenless Peerless Sword was definitely an extremely terrifying existence.

Listening to Ye Feng's careless words, Jian Chen's expression sank, "Friend, the hero sword will not be unsheathed easily, once it is unsheathed, it will definitely see blood!" ”

"Then see blood!"

Ye Feng shrugged, his eyes were full of excitement, he was really looking forward to the inexplicable swordsmanship.

"Jian Chen, be careful!" Qin Shuang struggled to get up, and there was a look of jealousy in her eyes.

"Brother Qin, don't worry!"

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Jian Chen's right hand slowly rested on the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly, a fierce and vast sword intent tumbled out of Jian Chen's body.

In a trance, it seemed that hundreds of millions of heavenly swords had fallen from the sky, and a blood-colored ocean covered all directions, and the murderous aura was soaring to the sky.

Placed in the artistic conception, Ye Feng shook his head with some disappointment, "Jian Chen, your talent is indeed very good, even the nameless artistic conception can be imitated." It's a pity that you didn't go through any killings at all. ”