The strength of the night is outrageous!

Immortal cultivators are above the ancient warriors, and they regard the ancient warriors as ants.

Although many family heads were unwilling, they were powerless to resist and could only succumb to the pressure of the night.

However, this clear shout, like a heavy hammer, struck the hearts of the people, causing them to look up in shock.

Who is it? so ignorant of life and death, who dares to defy the will of the night.

When everyone looked at it, they found that the person who spoke was Ma Dewu, who looked happy from beginning to end.

What's going on?

Everyone looked confused, at first, they thought that the Ma family had surrendered,

Can......

They were tempted to ask, is Nong's head Watt?

The smug look of the night darkness froze, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ma Dewu's appearance was something he didn't expect.

Then, his eyes were cold, he looked at Ma Dewu calmly, the corners of his mouth teased, and said, "Oh...... Interesting. Don't you want to surrender to me?"

Being watched by the night, if Ma Dewu is not afraid that it is false, at this moment he is cold all over his body, and his heart is panicked like an old dog, but his face is naturally calm, and he raised his head and said: "That's right, the master of the Ma family is Mr. Ye Fengye." ”

Pretending to be pretended, Ma Dewu secretly prayed, hoping that Ye Feng would appear in time.

"Heh......" Ye Ying smiled softly and said slowly, "You are good, you are a good dog." But...... That Ye Feng, I'm very interested. ”

He glanced at everyone, his voice was very soft, but with undoubted majesty, he said, "Ye Feng, who is it?"

Below, no one answered, just looked at each other.

Although they had already guessed that Ye Feng in Ma Dewu's mouth was the man who easily killed Ma Dewen some time ago, they didn't say much.

After all, their hearts have not returned to the night.

Dong Shenghua thought for a while and said in a low voice: "Some time ago, a young man easily killed Ma Dewu's brother, and Ma Dewu took the position of the head of the Ma family. ”

On that day, Ye Feng did not leave his name.

"Oh. Nightshade's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

Is he also an immortal cultivator?

Very well, his soul, must be very replenished.

For Ye Feng, the night is full of interest.

He looked at Ma Dewu again, and in his worried gaze, he said leisurely: "My horror, you don't know. Do you really think that with an immortal cultivator as a backer, you can have nothing to fear......? The immortal cultivators on this planet, in my eyes, are just ants. The same is true of your master. He's dead. However, if you dare to be arrogant in front of me, then you will die first. ”

Night Shadow smiled cruelly, and in the darkness behind him, as if there was an endless ghost, he roared bitterly again.

There, there is a sense of horror like hell.

Then, I saw two phantom shadows rushing left and right in it, struggling out, circling around the night underworld, and then rushing towards Ma Dewu.

Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped to the limit, approaching the coldness of the soul, and even the innate ancient martial artists couldn't help but tremble.

Shockingly, the methods of immortal cultivators are strange and unpredictable.

And the night underworld gives people the feeling of coming from the eighteen layers of hell!

Ma Dewu showed a look of horror and retreated again and again until there was no way to retreat.

The speed of the two phantoms was extremely fast, and the cold meaning carried on them made him even more sluggish, and it was difficult for him to even resist.

This...... It is a crushing without suspense.

He cried out in his heart and was terrified.

The shadow continued to expand in his pupils, he could no longer control his fear, and shouted loudly: "Mr. Ye, help......

More than a dozen ancient warriors inevitably had the sadness of the rabbit dying and the fox, and the night mite sneered and hummed: "Foolish people talk about dreams, who ......"

Suddenly, he got up instantly, staring ahead with a cold gaze.

There, a figure suddenly appeared, just between Ma Dewu and the two shadows.

This person has an indifferent expression and is peerless and independent.

He, naturally, is Ye Feng.

Ma Dewu's body has spiritual seeds.

And at the moment when the spiritual seed fluctuates the most, Ye Feng will feel it, and a thought of a thousand miles will come in an instant.

The two shadows that came from the impact also made Ye Feng stunned for a moment.

He had never been exposed to such a method in these days.

Cold, evil, tyrannical, and lifeless......

However, it was not enough to shock Ye Feng.

But in an instant, he thought of the perfect way to deal with it.

Since, you represent death!

Then, I will be born!

The power of wood was mobilized by Ye Feng.

Inside, the power of wood surged. In the air, the power of wood swarmed.

Although the power of wood is not a pure power of life, its vitality is enough to restrain the ghost in front of it.

That's right, it's a ghost, a ghost that has been refined.

The power of these two ghosts is already beyond the innate realm, comparable to the middle stage of Bigu.

However, in Ye Feng's eyes, it was still not enough.

With a wave of Ye Feng's right hand, the majestic power of wood blasted out, like a storm crashing on the shore, with a huge momentum.

And those two ghosts, as if they had met a nemesis, and ice and snow met the sun, let out an incomparably miserable howl.

Then, under the impact of the power of the wood, everything melted away, and there was no trace.

It's just a matter of a moment.

Ma Dewu was frightened, covered in a cold sweat, and when he was sure that he was okay and the person in front of him was Ye Feng, he leaned against the wall like a prostration.

Baby horse, frightened.

Then, he quickly sorted out his mood and bowed to Ye Feng: "Thank you Mr. Ye for saving your life." ”

Ye Feng didn't answer, and confronted the night in the air.

The pinnacle of Bigu, this is the strongest person Ye Feng has ever met.

The scene was quiet for a while, and the pin drop could be heard.

Everyone was silent, sandwiched between the eyes of Ye Feng and the others, like sitting on felt!

"Papapa......" After a while, Ye Ming clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Yes, when the immortal gate is not opened, you can still meet an immortal cultivator who is stronger than me, you can do it." ”

Night Darkness, this person who has returned from hell, has his own unique method, and he has already seen that Ye Feng is a Jindan stage cultivator.

Of course, Ye Feng also started mind reading.

"Hmph...... It's just ants, and it's going to make you rampant for the time being. ”

"When I enter the golden pill, it will be your death. ”

"Avoid the edge for the time being, he is, draw your soul, refine it, and it will definitely be replenished. ”

"I bowed to the king of Hades, and when I returned from hell, I was afraid of a mortal immortal cultivator, and I was ashamed and humiliated. ”

The heart of the night is roaring, and the hatred is monstrous.

However, he didn't know that all his thoughts had been spied on by Ye Feng.

On his face, he still had a smile that seemed to be light and breezy, and walked out of the door: "Since SH is your territory, I will give up this piece of fat, and you and I will not interfere with the river water." ”

With that, he was gone.

The departure of the night frightened everyone.

This young man who was so strong that he couldn't be beaten, he was stunned when he saw Ye Feng.

So how terrifying is this Ye Feng?

And Ye Feng just looked at the back of the night and was indifferent.

A spiritual seed is quietly implanted in the body of the night underworld!