Zhou Chen laughed angrily: "Then you come, am I still afraid that you will not succeed." ”

When Zhou Chen's words fell, Murong Feng moved instantly, disappearing in place like a gust of wind.

"Not good!!" Long Ye and Li Wude's faces changed drastically, and they wanted to stop Murong Feng, but just when they wanted to move, a terrifying aura instantly pressed against them, making their scalps numb and not daring to move.

Murong Feng suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Chen, with a hideous face, and said coldly: "I don't know what is dead or alive, since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you." ”

Murong Feng threw a punch, and a gang wind that was even more terrifying than a sharp blade appeared around his fist.

Murong Feng said coldly: "Waste, no one can save you today, die!"

Zhou Chen stared at Murong Feng with a cold face, and did not make any resistance, but in fact, at the moment when Murong Feng moved, the Necromantic Realm clone also moved, like a ghost, silently, like a piece of tissue paper.

The Necromantic Realm clone quietly appeared in front of Zhou Chen, opened his palm, and easily took Murong Feng's terrifying punch from outsiders.

"Who are you, did you stop me, do you want to find death?" Murong Feng looked at the black-robed man who was blocking in front of him and couldn't see his face clearly, and his face turned slightly cold and shouted.

Although he can't see through the cultivation of the person in front of him, he is not afraid, his grandfather is also here, who dares to touch him.

"Click!"

There was no nonsense in the necromantic realm, the cultivation broke out directly, and he did not hesitate to break Murong Feng's hand, and in the case of a huge gap in the cultivation of the two sides, Murong Feng had no power to fight back at all.

"Ahh

Murong Feng made a miserable sound, and his arm fell limply.

It's not over!

At the same time, the Necromantic Clone kicked out.

"Boom!"

The sound of breaking the wind like thunder suddenly sounded, this foot seemed to have the weight of a thousand catties, Zhou Chen dared to guarantee that if this foot went down, Murong Feng would definitely die.

However, at this moment of great crisis, a golden light suddenly lit up on Murong Feng's body, forming a protective shield and wrapping it, it was obvious that this was the life-saving means left by his elders on him, and it was used to save his life in times of crisis.

The Necromantic Clone kicked at the golden light, and the golden light did not move.

Murong Feng was horrified and looked at the Necromantic Realm clone, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, for the first time, he felt that he was so close to death, if it were not for the protective means left by his grandfather, he could feel that if he went down this foot, he would definitely die.

"Who are you, you dare to kill me, do you know who I am? Seeing that the Necromantic Realm clone could not break his life-saving means, Murong Feng slowly calmed down, and when he thought that his grandfather was here, he had the courage to argue with the Necromantic Realm clone, anger appeared on his face, and he yelled at the Necromantic Realm clone, looking like he was invincible, and he had to pay a heavy price for killing me.

Zhou Chen's face showed disgust.

Mei'er broke it. The Necromantic Clone said in his heart.

"Ok cutie. Dead Mei'er replied in an extremely soft voice.

That is, the moment the words of the dead girl fell, the golden light mask was immediately covered with countless black stripes, one after another, as dense as a spider's web.

"Boom!" In the next second, the golden light mask shattered like a mirror.

"How...... How is it possible!" Murong Feng's eyes widened, this was a life-saving method left for him by his grandfather, even if a top saint wanted to break it, it would take a while.

"Bang!" However, just as the feet of the Necromantic Realm clone were about to land on Murong Feng's body, an angry roar suddenly sounded: "Vertical Zier dare!"

An incomparably terrifying aura crushed towards Zhou Chen and the Necromantic Realm clone.

At this moment, Long Ye and Li Wude's faces changed drastically again, and they wanted to make a move, but that breath still pressed them hard, making them dare not move.

"Young Pavilion Master, why is he so unwise. Li Wude's face was full of despair.

Long Ye also panicked, if Zhou Chen made a mistake, he didn't know what serious consequences would be waiting for him.

An old figure silently blocked in front of Murong Feng, easily taking the feet of the Necromantic Realm clone.

It was Murong Feng's grandfather Murong Yingjie, and the moment Zhou Chen saw the old man, he immediately recognized it.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to kill my disciple of the Murong family, you must die today. Murong Yingjie stared at the Necromantic Realm clone, and said it categorically.

"Grandpa killed him, kill him. Murong Feng hadn't recovered from the fear just now, and yelled at Murong Yingjie with a panicked face.

If it hadn't been for Grandpa's timely arrival, he would have died just now.

Zhou Chen looked at Murong Yingjie coldly and said in a low voice: "Old guy." ”

"Die, old fellow, I want to see how you kill me?" a grim voice came from the mouth of the Necromantic clone.

The extremely presumptuous words of the Necromantic Realm clone undoubtedly stimulated Murong Yingjie, for so many years, no one had dared to say such presumptuous words in front of him.

Murong Yingjie's eyes burst out with a strong killing intent, and his right hand suddenly reached out, grabbing towards the neck of the Necromantic Realm clone.

Yebai appeared not far away, he had to keep an eye on his granddaughter, lest she do anything stupid, he had already discussed it with Murong Yingjie, and when they left, it would be when Zhou Chen died.

A figure quietly appeared next to the Necromantic Realm clone, and suddenly grabbed Murong Yingjie's outstretched hand.

The demonic eyes stared at Murong Yingjie coldly, if he wanted to kill Zhou Chen, he had to pass him first.

The three of Long Da also appeared next to Murong Feng, surrounded their grandfather and grandson, their faces were not good, these two guys really ate the courage of the bear's heart and leopard, and dared to kill their master.

"Huh?" Murong Yingjie would not have expected such a change, his face changed slightly, and at the same time, he was a little confused, not understanding how these people appeared at all.

The Necromantic Realm clone let out an eerie laugh and kicked towards Murong Feng with a slam kick.

"Look for death!" Murong Yingjie snorted coldly, wanting to stop him, but he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying aura pressing on him, and his face changed greatly in an instant.

At this moment, he finally realized that he had encountered a life-and-death crisis.

"Poof!!"

Murong Feng's face was full of disbelief, like a kite with a broken string, he flew out upside down, blood spurting wildly from his mouth.

"Wind. Murong Yingjie shouted anxiously.

Not far away, Yebai's face changed wildly, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

"Who the hell are you. Murong Yingjie was a little panicked, he couldn't even see through the cultivation of these people, and there were only two possibilities for him to be unable to see through, one was to hide it with secret methods, and the other was to completely surpass him in cultivation.

Murong Yingjie felt the terrifying aura emanating from these people in front of him, and it was obvious that these people were all surpassing him in terms of cultivation.

What kind of force is this!!

Murong Yingjie was horrified in his heart.