100. Chapter 100

"Senior brother, whose power is this seal, it seems that there is a big force behind this person. The four elders in green robes, Yu Butterfly, came to Zhuge Haotian and whispered.

"Well, this is not easy to do, a master of the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit King is willing to seal his power in his body, there must be a great relationship between the two. If it was just a person from the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit King, we Yan Tianzong would not be afraid, but none of us knew what the force was behind this master of the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit King. If it's a big force, it's not easy for us to make a grudge. Wearing a golden robe, Gu Yuan, whose status was second only to Zhuge Haotian, also frowned.

"That power doesn't seem to be human. Zhuge Haotian's indifferent voice sounded, "With such a strong power of fire, among the demon beasts, there is only that old guy of the Qilin clan's flame rage." ”

"Second Elder of the Qilin Clan!" The faces of the other three people all changed, the strength of the Qilin Clan far surpassed their Yan Tianzong, their Great Elder Tianmu was a master who was infinitely close to the Heavenly Spirit Emperor, and this one was not something that Yan Tianzong could afford to provoke. What's more, the Qilin clan also has an unfathomable Four Elders Ice Hub, the age of the Ice Clan's survival can be traced back to Guang Chengzi, the first generation of the founding patriarch of the Yantian Sect, and the old antique-level figure of the same era as the founding patriarch, God knows how strong it is, and the Qilin clan is either living in seclusion, or going out to fight with you endlessly, and take over with them, unless you have a problem with your brain.

"Presumably, he was made mad before he had the power of the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit King, otherwise with the power of the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit King, this heartless madness would have no effect at all. It's too late to say anything now, junior brother, junior sister, you set up a formation to trap him, and I started the mental storm, hoping to make him sober up. Zhuge Haotian said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother, can he still be useful for the spirit storm like this?" asked Hu Ji worriedly.

"You can't kill him, and you can't let him continue to kill, so there's only one way. The Spiritual Storm has little effect on the masters of the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit King, but it is always necessary to try, hoping that he can be more sober. I'm only 10% sure. ”

"Issei is sure!" Hu Ji, Gu Yuan, and Yu Butterfly's faces all became solemn.

"Two junior sisters, try it!" Gu Yuan was the first to rush towards Ye Feng after speaking.

Orchid and Feather Butterfly glanced at each other and immediately followed. The three early masters of the Heavenly Spirit King surrounded Ye Feng in the center in the form of a triangle.

"Kill!" Ye Feng fearlessly punched Gu Yuan at the front.

Gu Yuan held a sword with a mid-grade immortal holy weapon, and with a slash in the void, the space was broken as if it had been cut, and Ye Feng's powerful attacks all fell on this side of the space, while the other side of the fracture was not attacked by any force. The space is broken, and no power in this fractured area can be transmitted, this is common sense, but unfortunately the current Ye Feng has no ability to think at all, he only knows killing!

"Drink!"

With two coquettish cheers, Hu Ji and Yu Butterfly, two women in the early stage of the Heavenly Spirit King, slashed towards Ye Feng from two directions at the same time.

Ye Feng didn't even dodge, and at the same time two punches hit the two thin swords.

"Flutter!"

Ye Feng's two fists were slashed by the sword at the same time, and his fingers were directly cut off.

The master of the early stage of the Heavenly Spirit King attacked with a medium-grade immortal holy weapon, and this attack power could not be blocked at all with Ye Feng's defense. It's a pity that the current Ye Feng can't think at all.

At this time, energy surged, and Ye Feng's hands quickly grew new fingers under the moisture of powerful power. Recovering a severed limb is too simple for a Heavenly Spirit King-level master, it just requires a lot of strength.

"If you don't know how to think about it, if you have the power of the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit King, you may not be able to fight a master of the early stage of the Heavenly Spirit King with your bare hands, not to mention that the other party is three people. There was a sneer on the corner of Gu Yuan's mouth.

The three of them, the early masters of the Heavenly Spirit King, held three medium-grade immortal holy weapons to surround and kill Ye Feng with their bare hands, and Ye Feng, who had no tactics and no ability to think, crushed Ye Feng to death. On the other side, Zhuge Haotian, the sect leader of the Yantian Sect, had a solemn face gathering a light cyan ripple in his palm, and the strange thing was that around the light cyan ripples, there was actually a flow trajectory of the heavenly space.

It is not difficult for Zhuge Haotian to cast a spiritual storm, but it is too difficult to cast a spiritual storm to deal with the mid-stage master of the Heavenly Spirit King, and he Zhuge Haotian will not use this trick once in his eight lifetimes, and this sudden use is to deal with people who are no less than his own cultivation, which makes Zhuge Haotian not sure at all.

"Senior brother, junior sister!" Zhuge Haotian suddenly shouted.

Gu Yuan, Hu Ji, and Yu Butterfly glanced at each other, and at the same time withdrew their swords, Gu Yuan instantly stepped forward and hugged Ye Feng in frenzy, and Hu Ji and Yu Butterfly each hugged one of his arms. Suddenly, Ye Feng was firmly controlled by the three masters.

"Drink!"

Zhuge Haotian suddenly shouted, and his body came to the top of Ye Feng's head as if he was teleporting, and the pale cyan ripples suddenly poured into Ye Feng's brain.

"Three junior brothers and sisters, if you don't succeed, kill him, if you lose your heart and are killed by us, I believe that the Qilin clan will not say anything about us. After Zhuge Haotian said this, the masters of the four Heavenly Spirit King levels separated at the same time.

When this pale blue ripple poured into Ye Feng's brain, he began to attack all the thoughts in Ye Feng's heart, **, killing thoughts, greed, emotions, whether it was positive or negative thoughts, but the most attacking thoughts were always killing thoughts, and Ye Feng's brain was almost shrouded in killing thoughts at this time. The moment the killing intent was attacked, Ye Feng's consciousness finally returned, and his mind appeared covered in blood, like a demon, he held the blood sword, walked towards those pregnant women step by step, and raised the sword cruelly.

When Cen was geometrical, he Ye Feng actually swung his sword and shot at the pregnant woman!

"Ah~~~"

Ye Feng suddenly held his head in his hands and flew towards the western sky.

"Senior brother, has he regained his senses? Yu Butterfly looked at Zhuge Haotian and asked with some uncertainty.

"No, it just made him a little sober, and now he has become a state of madness. Zhuge Haotian said, and said abruptly and solemnly: "This person is crazy in his heart, killing fourteen people from my sect, killing thousands of soldiers in this city, and the four of our brothers and sisters are doing the right thing for heaven and ordering them to be hunted down." ”

"Yes!" Gu Yuan, Hu Ji, and Yu Butterfly bowed down at the same time, and then the four Heavenly Spirit King-level masters of the Yan Tianzong chased in the direction of Ye Feng's running at the same time.

Almost at the same time, there was a bloody massacre in Yanyang City! Three hours ago, the moment Ye Feng killed the pregnant woman, his soul felt a great sorrow, he had a splitting headache, and rushed out desperately, but Jiang Yuanfei perfectly completed his goal, all the martial emperors in Yanyang Prefecture died, Xu Zhijie and Song Tian were dead, this Yanyang Prefecture belonged to him. At the same time, what surprised Jiang Yuanfei even more was that what Xu Zhijie had done in retreat for more than ten years, the piece of cloth finally fell into his hands.

Jiang Yuanfei looked at the cloth back and forth, I don't know what this cloth is made of, it can't be damaged anyway, there are dense veins on the cloth, but I don't know what it is. Suddenly, Jiang Yuanfei saw that Xu Zhijie was still panting, but he was not dead.

At this time, Xu Zhijie's internal organs were completely smashed by Ye Feng's Ice Breaking Sword, lying on the ground with only qi out, no qi in, and his eyes didn't even move.

"Brother Yi, you're not dead yet!" Jiang Yuanfei walked over with a sneer, and at the same time held up the piece of cloth and said, "What is this cloth?"

"I'm really blind, bow to you!" Xu Zhijie's weak voice was full of resentment and unwillingness.