The old man's brows furrowed instantly, and he muttered, "It should be, the people of the ancient martial arts realm have come up to take revenge." ”

Yan Fu and the others also looked pale and said, "Then let's hurry up and take a look." ”

"Well, get ready for battle."

Among the people present, Yan Fu and the old swordsmith were all martial saint cultivators, only Yang Xu and Ye Rou were weaker, and they were above the tenth level grandmaster.

As for the old man guarding the tomb, his cultivation can be described as unfathomable.

To this day, no one knows exactly what kind of cultivation he is.

Just as Yan Fu and the others were about to follow Ye Feng's footsteps and rush out of the Peach Blossom Land to take a look, Ye Feng's voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Don't keep up, these people, I can deal with them alone."

"Protect my wife and daughter, the same tragedy, I don't want it to happen again."

Yan Fu and the old man guarding the tomb were all shocked, how strong is Ye Feng's cultivation now, has he been able to use his true qi to transmit sound through the air?

This can already be regarded as the legendary supernatural power.

Since Ye Feng said this, then Yan Fu and the others stopped, indeed, if all their current masters went to the front to fight, leaving Yang Xu and Ye Rou behind.

Maybe someone will sneak attack, in that case, the rear can be dangerous.

At this time, Ye Feng had already walked out of this peach forest with Long Yuan in his hand, and on the opposite hillside, the demon slaying team had already begun to walk towards this side.

As the sun set, nearly three hundred people came into Ye Feng's eyes, each of them exuding the aura of a strong man, and the murderous aura that rose into the air even condensed into dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

Murong Invincible, the head of the Murong family, was the first to walk out of the crowd, he squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Feng opposite.

"The big devil, acquaintance, put down the knife in your hand and capture it."

"Otherwise, we'll make your life worse than death..."

Rumble...

As soon as Murong Invincible finished speaking, Ye Feng in front of the peach blossom forest over there had already slashed out.

A cyan dragon shadow instantly tore through the air and blasted all the way towards Murong Invincible's side.

Murong Invincible's face changed, and he hurriedly retreated to resist, and beside him, there were no less than ten martial saints who forced out their true qi to block Ye Feng's sword.

However, this is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, under the combination of more than a dozen martial saints, they can't stop Ye Feng's knife at all, and they are instantly rushed to pieces, and a large mouthful of blood spurts out of everyone's mouth.

At this time, Ye Feng's body already had purple true qi bursting out, and he knew that the person who came was not good, so he didn't plan to leave any affection at the beginning.

"Since you're here, then, leave your life behind."

Ye Feng let out a low roar, and the purple sword qi that burst out from the surface of Long Yuan cut a deep trace all the way on the ground, and behind him, a huge purple dragon shadow appeared.

At this time, Ye Feng seemed to be carrying a purple dragon totem on his back.

This is Ye Feng's back, this kind of mysterious totem has appeared for the first time, and after he has experienced this series of things in the past few days, his cultivation seems to be even more unfathomable.

"That's... What's that? ”

Looking at the purple dragon totem that appeared behind Ye Feng, the demon slaying team here was all terrified.

At the beginning, the information they learned was that Ye Feng was a seventh-order martial saint, but the strength that Ye Feng showed now was definitely not something that a seventh-order martial saint could show.

This has been covered with a heavy layer of mythology.

"It's just a trick, let's go up together and kill him."

Murong Invincible gave an order, and nearly three hundred masters of the demon slaying team behind him swarmed up, in this team, the so-called martial saint was really as worthless as a cabbage.

Whew...

No one expected that at this moment, the purple dragon totem behind Ye Feng actually began to roar like a living thing.

The shiny dragon scales, the fierce and powerful dragon claws, and the hideous and ferocious dragon head.

It was as if there was really a divine dragon fighting side by side with Ye Feng.

In fact, this is definitely not a real divine dragon, just because Ye Feng had a mysterious aura in his body before, and now this mysterious aura is no longer mysterious.

It was the dragon qi from the dragon lair of the Sea of Bad Luck, although this dragon qi had been forced out by Ye Feng and poured into the dragon abyss.

However, his body had already been nourished by the dragon qi for a long time, and his physique had changed.

Coupled with the fact that Ye Feng Long Yuan is now in his hands and has become one with him, Ye Feng's entire physique has been evolving towards the true dragon body.

Therefore, when Ye Feng's cultivation reached the point of reaching the pinnacle, his own powerful true qi combined with this true dragon body, and directly manifested such a dragon shadow.

Because it is condensed by true qi, this dragon has an offensive effect.

And now this dragon is purple all over, because Ye Feng has used the cultivation of the seventh-order martial saint, and when he wants to use the cultivation of the silver light martial saint, this purple dragon will become a silver dragon.

However, at the moment, this so-called demon slaying team is not qualified to force out Ye Feng's cultivation of the Silver Light Martial Saint at all.

Ye Feng carried Long Yuan and rushed into the crowd, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and the purple dragon roar behind him also rushed into the crowd frantically.

Wailing all over the field in an instant, dealing with these so-called masters, Ye Feng was still the same as when he destroyed the Mu family before, one knife at a time, and there was no need to make a second knife at all.

At the same time, when Ye Feng performed the big moves of Qinglong Mochiyue, the other party was killed in pieces.

At the same time, that purple dragon was participating in the battle with Ye Feng for the first time, and its terrifying lethality even made Ye Feng dumbfounded.

Wherever the purple dragon went, those places seemed to be planted with bombs, and they exploded, because it was formed by the convergence of Ye Feng's true qi, so as long as Ye Feng was still there, this purple dragon would not dissipate.

In this way, any attack is ineffective for this purple dragon, this guy is completely a killing machine.

In just a few minutes, the demon slaying team of nearly three hundred people was killed by Ye Feng and this purple dragon shadow.

And the killings continue.

"Qinglong. Chop! ”

With one sword, another fourth-order martial saint was split into two by Ye Feng.

"Qinglong. Anger. ”

Wild knives danced, and a purple storm rose from the ground, and all the masters who were caught up in it, no matter how strong your cultivation was, would be shattered in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Ye Feng, who was so strong, Murong Invincible, as one of the leaders of the demon slaying team this time, was completely crazy.

He felt his scalp tingle for a while, and his whole body was wet with cold sweat.

Originally, I thought that leading the demon slaying team over could take down Ye Feng.

But as soon as it was just the beginning, Murong Invincible found that they were wrong, very wrong.