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Opened the line of the empty emperor, so that he could not take his head off the eastern wasteland and never come back.

However, he was a little reluctant, and nine secretaries were scattered across the eastern heath, one of them on a cliff. He really didn't want to leave the Eastern Wilderness right now.

The figure came step by step, and the heavens and the earth followed him. That's the rhythm of the street!

It's a strange being, and this image comes from a vague and dignified, God-like one.

The famous old King Peng appeared, and his charm shocked all the saints even more.

He was a tall man, there was no golden gold on his face, his hair was golden, his hair was golden, his hair was long, his hair was windless, he was like a sharp sword, and he became one with heaven and earth.

As soon as the king of the world appeared, other important figures also appeared.

Everyone looked into the fields and watched the development of the situation, and suddenly it was extremely quiet, and the sound of flowers could be heard in the endless mountain forest.

"Bang"

As soon as Lao Peng hit him, he pointed out that Xiao Yan's broken body suddenly shattered into blood, and everyone was surprised. What did he mean by that? The destruction of his grandson's body was the complete destruction of hope!

Brush.

As soon as Lao Peng waved his hand, Ye Feng's hand flew over and landed on his power.

"Do you know why I lost?" he was calm.

"I want to .......

"I will personally send you on your way, you are too spoiled and have wasted your talents," said the old prince, his words were quiet, his eyes were deep, and he raised his hand to his head.

"Don't do that, brother!" said the Lord of the Winds.

The people next to him were stunned, everyone knew that Lao Peng Wang was very domineering and short, he was the most pampered among his sons, and now he didn't know that he should kill him with his own hands.

King Xiao Peng, who had been awakened by the killing, suddenly came to his senses, as if filling the top of the bowl with a quick calm, his face was a little pale, and he didn't say a word.

"Do you understand?" said Old Peng, his fingers full of gold, and if he poked forward, his head would fall off.

"I understand," said the king quietly, ignoring the fate of life and death.

"You have not completely disappointed me at last," said the old prince, looking up, his golden 'colored' coat fluttering, as he walked away.

Ye Feng had a shock in his heart, and this old Peng Wang was really not simple, no wonder he could dominate the world.

"My brother, please stay. I have a healing saint here," said the Lord of the Wind family, and on his birthday, he could not ignore such a thing.

"There is no need," said the elder Peng, who did not look back and was about to lose his trace.

He said, "If you can't pass the nine customs set by our saints, you will never be born again." ”。

"Do you want your grandson to die?" he said.

"What does it mean for him to do this?"

The monks in attendance, both the elders and the younger generation, were amazed.

"The secret of the Heavenly King to kill demons is terrifying, but it shows four styles, and that's it. I don't really know what terrible power the latter five forces will have. ”

Everyone's hearts were trembling, the ancient saints were lying in their bodies, their blood was defiled by the earth, those sights seemed to appear before them, and it was difficult for everyone to calm down.

People can't help but watch Night Maple, which actually cracks the first four forms of shemales, and although it is often on the verge of death, it is successful after all, and I really don't know how he did it. People try to think about the past, but find it difficult to think about sacred art.

All of them are inspiring, secretly amazed by Ye Feng's means, if he can live, the future can be infinite, and now he can look at the younger generation.

Even if he is going to die, he is stronger than ever, he can't shine, the King of God doesn't show his body, who is the front line of the battle?

The master of the Wind Clan nodded to him, raised his hand, threw a bottle of healing medicine, and turned to leave, all the other divine figures vanished along with him.

The cold mountain breeze blows, the trees sway, the leaves of the "chaos" drift, and after the war, the endless mountains are full of scars, and there is a kind of autumn killing.

The younger generation, whether children or women, have a chill in their hearts, and the fighting power of the Divine Body makes everyone sad.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a cold snap killed all the bones!

A faint shadow suddenly appeared next to the maple tree at night, and the iron sword swept across the sky and pierced into the heart of the maple tree at night, too fast, suddenly.

People's students suddenly became nervous, and many asked themselves that if they became themselves, they would never escape, they would die.

"When!"

During the night, Maple's golden "color" punched the blade, but he was still stabbed in the chest.

"Bang!"

An icy sword shines on the earth, another figure comes, hunting in a white dress like a flying fairy!

It's so fast that no one can react. A woman dressed in white rushed to the front with a sword, the blade pointed at the head of the maple tree.

There is no way to avoid it. Everything was so sudden and swift that it just came out of thin air!

Chapter 475

Chapter 475

The blade of the world, green as water, the tip of the sword is pointed directly at the head of the maple leaf in the night, avoiding it is inevitable, this is deadly!

No one would have thought that the maple leaves and golden wings that had just finished the night, Wang Xiaopeng, would undergo such a change.

In the surprise attack, everyone froze, who could have avoided such an assassination? I don't know how she appeared, the blade was stabbed in the head.

Lee is a ruthless man who notices that a single punch will kill him, and if he is stabbed to death, he will die and come back to life.

"Wow!"

The big black dog roared like a wild dragon roaring, the shaking mountains were shaking, and the endless vegetation was shattering, but no matter how terrible it was, it couldn't solve the problem.

"Big brother......" Xiao Xiao shouted, "she just didn't watch the war, it was too bloody, Li Haihai waited until the war was over to take her away." However, the little girl burst into tears when she saw this scene.

Hunting in white, fairies flying in the sky, swords and swords, cut off the hair of the night maple, almost stabbing its skull.

At this critical moment, Ye Feng's body bent down and turned into the trail of a dragon, becoming the yin and yang line of the gods.

This is the trajectory of this road!

But it was not enough, even if we could break through the speed limit, we still could not avoid that the sword had been stabbed in the head, and the knife had touched his skin bones.

Brush.

The footsteps of the old madman also evolved into a part of the dragon's tracks, helping him fly away.

At the end of the day, the wind is cut off, and Ye Feng can't escape the sword.

Time seemed to freeze, everyone held their breath, everyone opened their eyes and felt nervous.

The end of the world is so powerful that the mighty King of the Golden Wings has been defeated and attacked and killed here?

The assassination was so horrific that it was difficult for anyone to escape the past, and the endless killing is truly an art of killing!

Time seemed to be resting, and countless "Dao" flashed through Ye Feng's mind. How do you crack it? Are you really going to die?

Perhaps, it will take time, and there is no way for him to do it.

At this moment, a series of images flashed through his mind, and suddenly a sacred art appeared in his mind.

It was a legacy of heaven, like a comet passing through his heart and illuminating it.

Nihilism!

Killing people in the absence of reality is the secret of heaven and earth!

Night Maple has been transmitted to heaven for a short time, and although it has been enlightened, it has never been used, and at this moment, there is no other option but to run.

Brush.

Almost instantly, his form became blurred, hidden in the air, and, since it no longer existed, the divine art of heaven evolved with his dragon body.

He is like a moving lamp, passing through nothingness, reaching the limit of speed, his body is blurry, hovering between the void and the real.

In the shadow of the shadows, there was a little bit of gold and a "liquid" of blood, but it did not penetrate.

At this time, Kaede Night's state is very wonderful, it is the evolution of the sacred art of heaven, and it is the unity of the dragon and the Tao.

At this critical moment, he combined several kinds of magic with his Dao body to turn the dead into dead people in an incredible way, escaping death.

The great sword struck him on the head, but it didn't look like it had been cleaved. It's like a shadow without a hole.

"Brush!"

Ye Feng barged in and walked out of the virtual reality not far away. He avoided a robbery, but was still hit in the head, and there was a wound on the cover of the heavenly soul that almost pierced the skull.

The "liquid" of golden blood flowed from his head, making his hair and threads, a small edge, and he died.

In this kingdom of power, only the head is the greatest weakness, and if it breaks, it is the end of all things.

All of them inhaled the air conditioner, but I didn't expect Maple Night to be so wonderful that he avoided a kill and cracked the death.

"Bang!"

Ye Feng didn't say anything, and the dragon's black gold knife came out directly! He had never suffered such a huge loss since he had been trained, and he had almost had his head cut off.

At this time, he does not need to think too much and knows who is coming, they are "people of the world"!

The men and women in gray were in the mist, they were not very old, they were like ghosts in hell, they did not feel any fluctuations in the power of God.

The main task of the human world is to follow the path of understanding, to undertake the task of a second killing, with the main purpose of training itself, which is no higher than the practice of assassinating the target.

"Kill!"

Ye Feng wielded his sword and killed the past, but now he was stronger than the people in the world, and the other side really hit him.

"When!"

The blades collided, sparks flew everywhere, and the swords flew up.

The man in gray flew away upside down, and at the same time the woman in white disappeared like a thin smoke.

"It's not going to be easy!"

Ye Feng, like the god of death, sprinkled golden blood, his eyes were cold, and he killed it ten feet later with his sword.

At this time, everyone was shocked because they couldn't see the gray man and the white woman, and their numbers disappeared.

However, Ye Feng is like a psychic, and with the long sword always pointing in the same direction, it is clear that he has locked on two of the most powerful people in the world.

"Where are the people?"

"How can he see it? Why don't we know that?"

Many people exclaimed that their bodies were cold, how could they avoid being assassinated by such a person?!

At this time, only a few people, such as the son of God, the king of the family, and the daughter of Yao Chi, could see it, and they could see it in a blink of an eye.

Ye Feng's consciousness could detect the traces of these two great players, not to mention that he opened his eyes and couldn't do anything, locking on the gray man who was lagging behind, and staring at the woman in white.

"Bang!"

At night, the maple tree turned its sword like a black "colored" mountain, and it fell with a bang and fell into the open space!

"When!"

The gray-robed man was forced to resist, wielding his bloody sword in his hand, which cracked ten feet from the holy sword.

He flew out on the spot, unable to resist the power of the bully and the sacrament, and the pressure of the mountains made his arm numb.

"Brush!"

The man in gray was hidden in the blanks, his body was almost gone, he knew how to choose and choose.

If the attack fails, we must retreat far away, otherwise we will not be able to stop the terrible wrath of the Doomsday Eucharist, which is the best policy to avoid its edges.

However, Night Peak was almost stabbed to death. How could he let them go? He shouted, "Do you still want to go?"

Almost instantly, he stepped on the footsteps of the old madman, unable to hide from him.

"Bang!"

The black "color" sword in his hand turned into a black "color" mountain.

The students of the man in gray all shrank and had to fight, he really didn't want to face the body, he didn't have the power to have the best of both worlds, because it was even more terrifying than Long Peng!

"When!"

His sword of blood, which was intertwined with the law, broke at once, his mouth was filled with blood, and he was smashed out.

"Who wants you to kill me in this world?" Ye Feng shouted, and took another black "colored" sword.

On the endless mountains, all the people were shocked by the "dew", and their hearts were shocked?

While many people know that they have always existed, they are all low-key, but it is still shocking that everyone in the world should be blessed.

In today's world, it's really interesting that only those ancient traditions can be connected to the "human world".

Everyone understands that the man in gray and the woman in white must be the seed of the killer.

The competition in the human world is very cruel, there are not many seeds for the younger generation, and those who have money can get this status.

However, it is surprising that the seeds of the ancient killer god are hunted by divine bodies today. Who is the murderer?

"Bang!"

Night Maple's dark "color" sword fell again, slashing down a high mountain, and the broadsword pierced the sky!

"When!"

The ancient tower where the gray man died was smashed on the spot, he vomited blood again and died.

"If you want to kill me, today I will let you go to heaven, without a road to the earth, what is the world?"

In Ye Feng's hair, golden blood flowed down and dripped on his face, making him look like a vengeful god who had broken his shackles and was as powerful as a powerful god.

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