Chapter 288: Overture to the Dead

On the rooftop of the clouds, Wang Yuyan and Sang Soul were standing on the edge of the rooftop, and they clearly saw the scene where Ye Feng rescued the demon queen just now and landed steadily.

At this moment, the expression on Wang Yuyan's face was very exciting, it seemed... Even she was frightened by this scene.

"Ye Feng, when did you become so powerful?"

In Wang Yuyan's memory, Ye Feng is still the same as ten years ago, a small gentleman in Jingzhou.

That was Ye Feng, relying on the background of his Ye family, although he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, he was able to become the king of a gentleman in Jingzhou, and even Wang Yuyan had to retreat when he saw him.

However, at that time, there was no concept of the martial arts world in Jingzhou, and it was not until the time when the Ye family encountered an accident that it seemed that the martial arts world began to circulate at the top of Jingzhou.

And only a wealthy family like the three major families in Jingzhou is qualified to contact the martial arts world.

But why did Ye Feng have such a terrifying ability after being missing for ten years?

For a while, Wang Yuyan's self-confidence just now was worn out a lot, and even a bad premonition appeared in her heart.

This game of eagle catching chickens was made by Wang Yuyan, she thought she was an eagle, but she didn't expect that at this time, there was a feeling that she was about to become a chicken.

Seem... From the moment they stepped into Qingshi, they entered a trap.

All this was expected by Ye Feng for a long time!

If all these speculations are true, then today's Ye Feng is really... It's horrible.

"Can you do it?"

Wang Yuyan turned his head, looked at the Sang Soul next to him very seriously, and asked in an unusually serious tone.

At this moment, Sang Soul remained silent, as if he himself was not sure if he could save a person intact in this situation.

"In a minute, use all your strength to kill that guy for me."

When he said this, Wang Yuyan's face had already appeared with endless hideousness, and Sang Soul nodded slightly, indicating that it could be done.

At this time, Ye Feng was playing with the ancient coin and walked up from downstairs.

At the same time, on his other hand, there was also a thing dragging it, which was the Four Dragons Fang Ding.

Since inhaling the mysterious power in Ye Feng's body into the Ding, there have been some subtle changes in the Four Dragons Fang Ding.

Its surface always gives people a feeling of rebirth, glowing green, very magical, as if it is really a treasure of the world, the instrument of the town.

The power that was sucked out of Ye Feng's body has been restrained and imprisoned in the Four Dragons Fangding, and in the dark night, he can even see with the naked eye that the cyan aura is swimming around in the Four Dragons Fangding like a swimming snake.

This thing is already a superior treasure, but now with the influence of this mysterious power, it is even more awesome.

It's no wonder that Wang Yuyan will go to great lengths for it.

Ye Feng came to the roof of the rooftop again, and then gently placed the Four Dragons Fang Ding on a table next to him, and said, "Wang Yuyan, the Four Dragons Fang Ding is here, do you want it, if you have the ability, you can come and get it." ”

Seeing the Four Dragons Fang Ding with her own eyes, Wang Yuyan's face also showed a hint of excitement, and she immediately glanced at the Sang Soul next to her, and the Sang Soul understood, and walked towards Ye Feng's side.

It was like a fierce tiger, approaching Ye Feng's side, but this did not make Ye Feng feel too much pressure.

This Sang Soul is a very powerful master of internal strength, but in Ye Feng's opinion, it is nothing more than that.

Ye Feng is Hongmeng's number one god of war, and what kind of existence is Hongmeng?

That's an official organization, specifically responsible for suppressing the supergiants of the Yanxia martial arts world, the number one god of war of the dignified Hongmeng generation, how can a master of internal strength like Sang Soul be able to deal with?

Sang Soul has never been so serious as it is now, and when he saw his arms shook, those tiny golden threads continued to float between his palms like a swimming snake.

"Hairy monster, you broke my brother's neck."

"So today, I'm going to blow your head to slag."

Sang Soul's brows furrowed tightly, he didn't hesitate for a moment, and more than a dozen golden wires flew out towards Ye Feng like bullets.

Like more than a dozen bullets, they shot towards Ye Feng at the same time.

The speed at which the golden wire shoots out is very fast, and there is a power on each golden wire, which is this kind of thing, which can be said to be a super killer in front of ordinary people, and even a master like Yang Xu can't dodge it at all.

But these golden wires shot out were too slow in front of Ye Feng, and the power was too weak.

Seeing Ye Feng grinning, he also moved.

More than a dozen golden wires, all of which wanted to penetrate Ye Feng's body, but Ye Feng used his extremely fast speed and extremely strange pace to dodge the weirdness of these golden wires.

The movements are light and ethereal, and extremely artistic.

Ding Ding Ding...

On the roof of the rooftop, there was a sudden sound of a crisp and pleasant jingle bell, as if the pipa was playing.

It turned out that it was Ye Feng's five fingers, who used the dozen or so gold wires as strings to play an overture... Overture to the Dead!

Ye Feng stroked the strings while moving towards Sang Soul, all the golden threads were perfectly bypassed and broken by him, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Sang Soul.

"Go and bury my brother."

Ye Feng's voice sounded, making people's hearts chill, and Sang Soul felt as frightened as he was now for the first time.

The skills of this man in front of him are too terrifying, too terrifying, even if he is the top master in their clan, I am afraid that he is not as good as this person.

"Warrior? Or maybe it's a grandmaster? ”

The Sang Soul is not clear, and there is no time to distinguish it.

The martial arts world has a complete martial arts hierarchy system, from the master of internal strength to the martial artist, and then to the grandmaster, all of them are existences that can rise above the mortal world, and the grandmaster is even more above the martial arts world.

And the opponent he is facing at the moment may be the grandmaster, which is too terrifying.

Over there, Wang Yuyan was also stunned at this time, she couldn't believe that Ye Feng's strength was so powerful and terrifying now.

But seeing is believing, and she can't afford to believe it at all.

Sang Soul was in Ye Feng's hands, and he didn't even have the qualifications to fight back.

Boom...

I saw that Ye Feng's palms slapped directly on the temples on both sides of the Sang Soul, and the other party immediately bled and froze.

In the next second, a breath of energy entered Sang Soul's head, and with a buzzing sound, it was like a watermelon falling to the ground, and Sang Soul's head directly turned into a puddle of mud!