In a small square in the slum of Nanshui City, the battle is coming to an end. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The melons in the hands of the crowd of people who were watching the lively melon eating did not know where they had lost them, and they looked in the direction of the small square with wide eyes one by one, for fear that they would miss some wonderful moments.

"Ye Feng is going to be defeated after all!".

The butcher Lao Wang's face was like earth at this time, and he looked at Ye Feng under the scar knife on his forehead, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He had hoped for luck, but that little wish was as fragile as a bubble - shattered, and before his eyes, a youthful life was about to become a dead soul.

"Is there really no miracle?", Lao Wang was full of bitterness.

The thin man of the vegetable seller pinched it tightly, lost his little thumb in his right hand, and his eyes stared directly at Ye Feng under the sword of the elite soldiers not far away.

The corners of his mouth curled, and he laughed slightly, Ye Feng was finally going to die because of his own incompetence, and a trace of excitement rose inexplicably in his heart, which felt great.

Yes, Ye Feng is about to die under Boss Hu's knife, who can laugh at him in the future, his thin man is the only person who survives from Boss Hu's knife, which will definitely be his proud capital in the future.

Next to the pole, the smiles on the faces of the left and right scars can already be piled up.

"Look, we are the overlords of the slums, no one can resist us, no one can resist us, whoever resists will only die!", excited where they noticed the fat man next to them.

The fat man Li Hu was extremely nervous at this time, and his mind was chaotic, like a swarm of small bees, buzzing non-stop.

He turned his head and didn't dare to look at Ye Feng on the field, his face was full of pain, he was afraid to see the picture that he couldn't bear, he pulled out his dagger and rushed towards the left and right scars, he decided.

"If the madman dies, I will not live alone, I am a brother in life, and I will go to Huangquan together in death!"

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Turning around and talking about the scene in the small square, at this moment, the small square seemed quiet.

The slight air flowed and flowed, making a slight whirring sound, as if it was whispering, as if it had human emotions, was it lamenting for Ye Feng? Dear Feng! You don't have to be like this, is our Ye Feng really so vulnerable? No.

The death knife was getting closer and closer, and even the air flow brought by the blade stinged Ye Feng's skin in pain.

Ye Feng looked at the knife in his pupils that was getting bigger and bigger, the knife of death, and muttered, "Am I really going to die?"

yes, he's going to die, he can't dodge.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and Ye Feng's thoughts began to appear in his mind one by one, whether it was the past, the present, or the future, countless experiences that had passed and people who had been bound in life appeared in his mind one by one.

There is Uncle Zhang Ling, a relative who raised him since he was a child and treated him as strict as a father.

There is Aunt Li Qiu, who has always loved him and has a family that is as gentle as a mother.

There is Uncle Li Zhonghou, who was sad and sad after he was taught by Uncle Zhang Ling after doing bad things, he brought him a plate of his favorite braised pork to coax his happy relatives.

There are also a group of cute and sensible children in the orphanage, Da Zhuang, Lan Xiang, Huzi.... , not far away his brother fat Li Hu, and his parents who have no memory of him for a long time.

There are also the Qian family father and son who are angry with him, Zhang Xiaocui, who worships money and vanity, etc., these people all appear in his mind.

Among these people are people who make him miss and grateful, and there are people who make him disgusted and angry, these people, whether good or bad, he has to say goodbye to these people today, although he is unwilling, but there is nothing he can do.

At this time, it was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun emitted golden sunlight shining on Ye Feng's body, invisibly bathing Ye Feng with a peaceful taste.

"Are you saying goodbye to me, too? Thank you, dear sunshine, beautiful sun, never to see you again!".

In the end, Ye Feng thought of the beautiful girl, the girl in the pale red dress, and the sweet fragrance emanating from her body, her smile, every word, every move in her eyes, all appeared in his mind one by one.

Ye Feng didn't know why he thought of Jo Yilin at this last moment, and it was always lingering in his mind, deeply rooted.

Ye Feng suddenly felt that he couldn't just die, this was ridiculous, how could he die at the hands of a thug? he still had a lot of things to do.

His ideals, his pursuits, his distant parents, and his relatives here, how could he easily let go of them?

"No, I can't just die? I want to live! I want to live! I want to live!"

Ye Feng's strong cry in his heart, a fierce desire for life, surged from the bottom of his heart, and in an instant, it filled his brain, and even every cell in his body, that was the thirst for life and the cherishing of life.

But in front of Ye Feng's eyes, the unavoidable death was like an immortal sacred mountain blocking his way to survival, what a test of people! Could it be that the flower of hope that had just been born was about to wither again?

No, at this moment, the volcano in Ye Feng's heart erupted, sending out monstrous flames to the arbiter of fate, he wanted to resist, he wouldn't just give up.

"I want to live! I want to live! No matter how difficult the road ahead is? Even if there is a high mountain blocking it, then I will climb over it; even if there is a big river breaking the road, then I will fill it up and pick it up and walk again; even if it is a knife mountain or even a sea of fire, I will cross it, because I want to live! Only by living can there be hope!"

Ye Feng coldly looked at the big knife that was getting closer and closer in front of him, and he sharply invoked the extreme realm power in his body.

At this moment, the hot blood flowed in his veins like a torrent, carrying a huge amount of nutrients to nourish his body; at this moment, his five organs shone a dazzling glow, like a scorching sun, and his heart was beating non-stop, like thunder in the nine heavens.

At this moment, Ye Feng easily felt a Extreme Realm power that seemed to be the God of Ancient Strength, surging towards his right arm and transmitting to the Perfect Realm's "Gravel Fist", Ye Feng was about to fight back, stretching out his fist towards death.

Ye Feng knew the consequences of doing this, his arm would definitely not be saved, but it was much better than death.

"Scar on the forehead, eat a punch from the master!".

Ye Feng shouted, his eyes revealed a firmness, and the huge fist power was like a divine possession, blasting through the air, cracking the void, with a will to shatter all things, and directly blasted towards the ten refining elite soldiers who were scarred on their foreheads.

"Hmph, ridiculous, do you think your fist can stop it? I'm going to chop you alive."

The scar on his forehead looked at Ye Feng's attacking fist with a face full of disdain, and a sneer on his face.

"When will a pair of ordinary meat fists be able to fight against the Ten Refining Elite Soldiers, are you really the existence of the Na Ling Realm?"

The golden sunlight projected on Ye Feng's body, at this moment, he was even more set off like a golden god, Ye Feng knew that the scar on his forehead was true, but he had to do it, and at this moment, something strange happened.

At this critical juncture, when Ye Feng's fist was just about to blast into the Ten Refining Elite Soldier with the scar on his forehead, there was a sudden movement in his dantian, no, to be precise, the golden small sword that had turned from the golden pages in his dantian moved.

In this emergency, the golden little sword suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light all over its body, and it magically condensed into a tiny golden sword qi, which swished down Ye Feng's right hand.

Qiang, Ye Feng's flesh fist was just about to collide with the big knife with the scar on his forehead, and seeing that Ye Feng's fist was about to be crushed, at this time, the golden sword qi arrived, and it hit the big knife with the scar on the forehead before Ye Feng's fist.

Bang, the ten refining elite soldiers with the scar on their foreheads instantly turned into smithereens, smashed by bricks and stones like glass, and scattered all over the ground.

"How is this possible?".

The scar on his forehead was shocked, only he knew how hard the Ten Refining Elite Soldiers were, it was far more than ten times harder than ordinary steel, but now it was shattered by Ye Feng's fist, which completely broke his inherent understanding.

Not only him, but everyone outside the arena was stunned by this scene.

"Is Ye Feng's fist made of gold and stone, so against the sky!"

"Is Ye Feng still a fucking human? It can't be King Kong!".

"When did Ye Feng become so powerful, has he been deceiving us?"

Countless people were really shocked at the moment, not to mention them, even Ye Feng himself was shocked.

But at this moment, the battle was still going on, and he couldn't think about it too much, taking advantage of the gap when the scar on his forehead was still stunned, Ye Feng knew that his opportunity had come.

"Give me death!".

Ye Feng slammed another punch to the scar on his forehead, this punch used his strength to eat, under the increase of the "Gravel Fist" in the perfect realm, he had a full strength of four or five hundred kilograms, and he was a fierce mess, and he went straight to the open chest of the scar on his forehead.

The scar on his forehead was awakened by the sonic boom of Ye Feng's fist, but at this moment, Ye Feng's fist had already arrived, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

"No....".

The scar on his forehead let out a desperate cry, like a kite with a broken string, flew upside down, smashed a large piece of bluestone ground, like a spider's web, spread into the distance, and he felt like his bones were broken, and he fell.

At this moment, the onlookers were stunned for a moment, this bully who frightened everyone in the slum finally fell, and people realized that this gangster who did all kinds of evil was also a mortal, and he would be injured and so vulnerable.

Then they let out an earth-shattering cheer, venting their horror day and night all these years, after which one by one they burst into tears, hid their faces and wiped their tears, and wept loudly.

Poor people, how much have you been wronged, and why don't you resist?

Ye Feng looked at the crying people around him, and he suddenly realized, "How many such people are still living in the world, waiting for salvation to come?"

At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly wanted to walk out of Nanshui City and take a look at the outside world, to see if the sky outside was as dark as in the slums.

No, now the clouds were gone, for the golden sun shone on his face.

(To be continued)