"Next!"

Ye Feng threw it away like a dead dog, and continued to stand at the door, waiting to send the dead.

"What, that kid isn't dead yet!"

Inside the house, Brother Scar's brows jumped, the person he sent out just now was a second-level samurai, how could he not even beat a person who had not cultivated, and then pointed to the two, "You two, go out and have a look!"

The two people who were fingered, a second-class samurai and the other a third-class samurai, walked out.

"Xiao Chun is actually dead!"

When the two of them saw the person who had just been killed by Ye Feng, they showed suspicion, a second-level warrior died in less than ten breaths, could it be that Ye Feng had been hiding his cultivation before, or that the dantian had not been abolished.

Xiao Chun, is the name of the deceased.

"It's only two people, not enough to kill!"

Ye Feng shook his head again, looking at the eyes of the two people in front of him, as if looking at two corpses.

"Hmph, Ye Feng, you must have used some trick to kill Xiao Chun, now there are two people on our side, don't you want to play any tricks!"

The two glanced at each other, each holding a scimitar, and slashed towards Ye Feng.

"Huh!"

Ye Feng's face was expressionless, his feet lightly touched the ground, and his body disappeared like a bolt of lightning.

Immediately, a ghostly appearance appeared behind the two of them.

"Not good!"

The two of them were shocked, and they sensed a cold murderous aura behind them.

I wanted to turn around, but unfortunately I was still a step too late.

"Bang bang!"

Ye Feng held one person in one hand, and pushed it out vigorously like throwing a ball.

The two of them hit the big tree pole one after another, bleeding from the seven orifices, with more air coming out and less air intake.

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 level 2 warrior, gold +10, experience +10!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 level 3 warrior, gold +10, experience +10!"

"There is too little experience now, and it seems that only by killing more people can you gain experience!"

Ye Feng groaned and shouted to the room again: "Is there anyone in there who doesn't want to live, get out of here!"

"What the hell is going on, that kid isn't dead yet, you guys go out!"

Brother Scar in the house, his right eyelid jumped, and he had an ominous premonition, so he sent four more people.

"Four? still not enough to kill!"

Ye Feng continued to shake his head, thinking that Brother Scar and the others should all come out this time, but the result was still disappointing.

"Ye Feng, you actually killed them all, it seems that there are two hits, but the four of us are all level 4 cultivators, not just a level 3 warrior!"

The four people who came out of the house didn't pay much attention to the three deceased when they saw them.

They secretly probed Ye Feng's cultivation, thinking that it was a level 3 warrior, so they naturally didn't pay attention to it.

"Hmph, if you want to die, there is so much nonsense, go talk to Hades!"

For the sake of experience, Ye Feng chose to kill people and took the initiative to run over.

"Kill ......!"

The four of them let out a loud shout, and each raised the cold knife, aiming at Ye Feng in unison.

They thought that if the big knife went down, Ye Feng would definitely die, but they found that they had pounced on it, and the big knife only cut into the air, and there was nothing.

What about people?

"Bang bang bang!"

Then, almost at the same time, they were blasted out of the chest by a powerful force.

"Ye Feng, you hide your cultivation ......!"

The four of them were knocked to the ground, spitting blood from their mouths, and looked at the figures that resurfaced in front of them, revealing a look of fear.

"Poof!"

Ye Feng took a sword at a time, like cutting wheat, collecting life.

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 level 4 warrior, gold +10, experience +10!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 level 4 warrior, gold +10, experience +10!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 level 4 warrior, gold +10, experience +10!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 level 4 warrior, gold +10, experience +10!"

"You know too much!"

Ye Feng muttered, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a semi-circular arc.

"I don't want to live all the people inside, what is not good, I have to be a shrunken king!"

Ye Feng stood outside the door, greeted again, and prepared a pot of serving.

I want to take this opportunity to directly hit the level 6 samurai.

"That kid isn't dead yet, what kind of plane!"

Brother Scar couldn't sit still, looked through the window, changed to a shocked expression, rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen a mistake, but it turned out to be not wrong at all, except for Ye Feng, there were seven cold corpses outside.

His eyes rolled, and he began to think about himself, the 4 level 4 warriors were all dead, so what level would Ye Feng be.

His level 5 cultivation is not Ye Feng's opponent.

"You all go out for me and kill Ye Feng!"

Brother Scar understood that today was different from the past, and he had not seen him for three hours, so he was impressed, and sent all the remaining people out, leaving only himself and a little girl.

“⊙﹏⊙”

The little girl's big eyes blinked, and she didn't understand why this evil person with long eyes on her face was angry.

"Well, this time it's a good performance, it's all out, one, two, three...... No, it seems to be missing!"

Ye Feng counted them, and secretly remembered everyone's faces before, and found that there was no figure of Brother Scar.

It seems that this thing is hiding in the house and does not come out, and wants to be cleaned up at the end.

"How is it possible, these people were all killed by Ye Feng!"

"Don't be afraid, there are many of us, Ye Feng is alone, and he can't capsize the boat!"

"Yes, we are such a large group of people, we can't fight this kid if we don't believe it!"

......

More than a dozen warriors walked out of the house one after another, and when they saw the 7 dead people, they were a little surprised at first, and then showed an expression full of nonchalance.

"Let's go together!"

Ye Feng saved the trouble of killing one by one, and beckoned directly to everyone.

"This kid is dying, and he hasn't realized a little yet!"

"Yes, let's kill this kid together, so as not to waste time!"

"Okay, everyone surround him, don't let this kid run away!"

......

The men had sharp knives in their hands, and they spread out through gritted teeth in a circle.

"Kill!"

All of them raised their broadswords and pointed to the position of the middle leaf wind.

At the same time, more than a dozen cold knives were closed inward like petals.

"Humph!"

Ye Feng's expression was flat, his feet stepped the ground, jumped up, and hung in the air.

Linger for a few breaths and fall into the blades.

"Good boy, it seems that we underestimate you too much!"

"Enlightenment, how can you win us alone!"

"Die, boy!"

......

The crowd gathered their knives and prepared for a second wave of attacks.

However, their tempo was a beat slower.

Ye Feng's figure spun rapidly, faster and faster, like a crazy tornado.

With a giant foot, the shadow continued to magnify, sweeping through thousands of armies.

"Bang Bang!"

All of them, the face suffered a tremendous force, could not bear it, and were knocked out.

"Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof!"

Looking at the ground again, everyone is horizontal, vertical, oblique, lying, lying on their stomachs, crooked, and posing in all kinds of strange poses.

The same is that each person has a similar shoe print on their face.

And their mouths were mutilated, spurting blood red, and their teeth were shattered to the ground.