In the abandoned temple in the valley, there are still many disciples brought by Mu Boxuan, who are all busy.

In this abandoned temple, there are not only treasures in the treasure pavilion, but also many treasures in other temples, and they have been looting like locusts for the past two months.

"Boom...."

At this moment, in the sky, a streamer suddenly fell directly on the center of the complex in the Ruins Temple.

This figure is Ye Feng.

As soon as he fell, the power brought by his extreme speed trampled the central square under his feet to smithereens!

The more than ten Heavenly Xuan Holy Sect disciples who were originally in the square directly turned into blood mist under his huge impact.

That wave of qi even swept some Tianxuan Holy Sect disciples outside the square out.

"Who! How dare you break into this place!"

Angry shouts came from all directions in an instant.

As early as two months ago, when the court of the Lanqi Dynasty knew that Mu Boxuan needed to stay in the Lanqi Mountain Range for two months, they directly gave the entire mountain range to Mu Boxuan.

They even announced to the entire dynasty that no one would be allowed to enter the mountain range, and that those who violated the order would not be killed.

Now, someone dared to fall straight into the middle of the square and directly kill the disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Sect, which made many people extremely angry and felt provoked!

The disciples who had been searching in the halls also rushed to hear the news.

All the disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Sect had an extremely shocked look on their faces, and they couldn't imagine that someone would dare to come to the Ruins Temple to spread wildness.

It's a pity that for these disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Sect, Ye Feng didn't care at all.

His spiritual power outside his body surged, and his powerful divine sense spread.

After a while, he realized that in a hall behind this abandoned temple, there was an aura of the eighth stage of the Xuanhuang Realm, which must be Mu Boxuan.

He walked towards the palace.

"Stop!"

However, at this time, dozens of disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Sect stopped one after another, all with unkind expressions, looking at Ye Feng like a dead person.

These dozens of figures, all of them are extraordinary, and they are Mu Boxuan's personal disciples.

They were in their thirties, and they were already half-step Xuanhuang realm cultivators.

This kind of talent, in the Firmament Dynasty, is definitely invincible to everyone.

"Boom... Rumble.... Boom...."

Dozens of Mu Boxuan's personal disciples directly attacked, carrying powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and blasted towards Ye Feng.

They are ruthless, and they are killing moves, and they are merciless at all.

"Poof..."

However, Ye Feng only took a step forward, and didn't even make a move.

A wave of spiritual power that burst out of his body wiped out all these dozens of Mu Boxuan's personal disciples.

He is a cultivator of the third stage of the Xuanhuang Realm, and he can almost fight with the powerhouses of the sixth stage of the Xuanhuang Realm.

These Mu Boxuan's personal disciples are no different from ants in his eyes.

"Shhhhh

Suddenly, the sound of gasping for cold air sounded in this square.

The other Tianxuan Holy Sect disciples looked at Ye Feng's gaze, full of horror.

In just one step, dozens of half-step Xuanhuang Realm cultivators were killed in an instant, how terrifying this was.

Those disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Sect who were originally about to make a move retreated one after another at this time, their eyes full of fear.

"It's... This guy is a powerhouse in the Xuanhuang Realm! and at least the second stage of the Xuanhuang Realm!"

Someone made a trembling sound.

Only the powerhouses of the second stage of the Xuanhuang Realm could kill more than twenty half-step Xuanhuang Realm cultivators so easily.

When the words fell, many disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Sect were even more shocked to the extreme.

But even in the Tianxuan Holy Sect, there has never been such a young Xuanhuang Realm powerhouse!

Although this is unbelievable, they have to believe it when they think of the picture just now.

"Bold! Who would dare to kill my Tianxuan Holy Sect disciple!"

At this moment, an angry shouting voice came.

A young-looking figure flew by.

Everyone around took a look at it, and their hearts suddenly sank.

"It turned out to be the fourth senior brother who came, but he didn't expect what happened here to alarm him all of a sudden!"

"Fourth Senior Brother makes a move, you should be able to restrain this kid!"

"I just don't know, what kind of madness is this kid who dares to break into the territory of our Tianxuan Holy Sect?"

The crowd whispered.

The person who came over was Mu Boxuan's fourth disciple Pan Xiao.

He looked to be only in his twenties, but he was actually nearly fifty years old, and he had been studying with Mu Poxuan for a long time.

His cultivation is strong, and he has enough rare spirit grass available, so he doesn't have any old state, and he looks like a young man.

"Boy, you are so bold! you dare to break into my master's place and kill so many of his personal disciples."

There was anger in Pan Xiao's eyes, he was now at the realm of the third stage of the Xuanhuang Realm, and his talent was considered to be in the middle and upper ranks of the Tianxuan Holy Sect.

He had never seen anyone so bold in his life.

Although the pro-lineage disciples who died just now were only nominally, and they didn't really get the pro-lineage like him, he still thought that Ye Feng was humiliating his master by killing these people.

"Ice and Snow Holy Knife!"

For such a bold madman, Pan Xiao is naturally too lazy to talk nonsense.

He held a long knife surrounded by cold snow, and the white spiritual power on it surged.

He shouted angrily, and the long knife slashed out, bringing a shocking storm of ice and snow, and swept towards the night maple, even freezing everything along the way.

He was extremely confident that this sword, within the same level, was an invincible existence at all.

Many people around retreated one after another, for fear of being frozen by this ice and snow storm.

However, Ye Feng took one step and directly met the ice and snow storm.

"Die!"

A cold drink, as if announcing something.

Ye Feng came out unscathed and walked through the ice and snow storm.

And as he came out, there was a cold light carrying a violent sword intent.

"Poof...."

The cold light seemed unstoppable.

In an instant, it penetrated Pan Xiao's body.

His eyes were filled with horror and shock, and then he slammed into the ground, breathless.

"This.... How is this possible!"

Looking at the scene in front of them, all the disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Sect were dumbfounded.

This is the fourth senior brother who is admired and admired by them on weekdays, but at this time, he was actually given a second by a sword?

They wondered if they were dazzled.

At this time, Ye Feng's footsteps continued to walk slowly towards the depths of the abandoned temple.

This scene made those stunned disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Sect wake up.

"Well, this kid still wants to go inside, isn't he afraid that the master will personally take action and kill him?"

"Hehe... Even if he doesn't go inside now and turns around and flees, will Master let him go? ”

"That's right, this kid dares to be so arrogant, and even killed the fourth senior brother, the master will definitely not let him go. ”

“.......”

Those disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Sect were talking one after another.

But Ye Feng didn't bother to pay attention to them, and his footsteps didn't stop at all.

It's just that he hasn't gone far yet, and there are two more figures, rushing towards this side, and the spiritual power fluctuations they carry on their bodies are far above Pan Xiao.

"Boom...."

The two of them fell to the ground, and the power of extreme speed trampled the central square under their feet to smithereens!

The bodies of these two people both exuded powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

(End of chapter)