That's impossible!

With Xu Kang's earth-shattering roar, in the misty clouds that were lifted, Ye Feng slowly walked out, covered in blood, as strong as the holy body, the body was almost crippled, and the brilliant golden bones were exposed.

Seeing this, the monks who gathered around from afar swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison, "Did he resist the Witch Light Pillar?"

Yes!

The terrible scream sounded again, and Ye Feng had already pulled out the sky-killing halberd inserted in the rock wall, and at one end of the halberd, there was still Xu Kang's bloody and blurred body.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. Xu Kang struggled on all fours, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of the Heaven Killing Euphorbia.

He lost again, and he was defeated, and this is what he is not willing to face.

He is the holy son of the Moon Worship Holy Sect, ranked fifty-one on the heavenly list, and the famous Tianjiao of Chu, but he has been defeated in the hands of Ye Feng more than once, and he has been defeated more than once, he is Tianjiao, and he also has his arrogance, but this arrogance, with the appearance of Ye Feng, has become nothing little by little.

"I don't believe it, ah! I don't believe it. ”

He looked hideous, even a little crazy, his hair was scattered, his flesh and blood were blurred, like a demon in hell, ** on the Heaven Killing Euphorbia, he was like a prey, at the mercy of others.

"You're a loser in your life. Ye Feng's words were flat, the halberd in his hand trembled slightly, and a terrifying force poured out, and Xu Kang, who was still roaring, was shocked into a blood mist on the spot.

Another Tianbang man died!

The people watching the battle all sighed, along the way, they couldn't count how many Tianbang people were defeated in the hands of Ye Feng, and he seemed to be the nemesis of the Tianbang disciples.

At the end of his life, the monk was reduced to ashes.

Ye Feng turned around slowly, his eyes calmly looking at Tang Chao, Song Yu and Zi Yi behind him.

The three of them staggered, and the moment Ye Feng walked out, they knew that the catastrophe was inevitable, without Xu Kang, they lacked the position of the forbidden technique, and in front of Ye Feng, they didn't even have the qualifications to escape.

Hahaha!

Tang Chao laughed loudly, some sad and angry, some unwilling, and more helpless.

In his life, he lived with Ye Feng for a lifetime, which was really sad!

"I resigned myself to my fate. Tang Dynasty looked a little lonely, his expression was decadent to the extreme in an instant, his body began to turn into Dao, and a trace of it turned into ashes, there was no fear in his eyes, he just looked at Ye Feng quietly, "I admit defeat, but on Huangquan Road, you also have a share." ”

In the blink of an eye, the Tang Dynasty turned into ashes and completely disappeared.

Ye Feng stood quietly, without obstruction, let alone words.

On the other side, Song Yu saw that his senior brother had turned into a Taoist, his face was also full of sadness, he sighed secretly, gently brushed his sleeves, and his white and flawless face was mostly helpless, and he also followed the Tang Dynasty and embarked on the road of no return.

As for the purple shirt, his temperament may have been much stronger, his body was rapidly expanding, and he was running wildly with witchcraft spells all the way, rushing towards Ye Feng all the way, his face was hideous, and his expression was crazy, "I will take half of your life if I die." ”

"You, unworthy. Ye Feng's words were indifferent, and the halberd in his hand fell, and a halberd split the void.

Looking at the halberd that Ling Tian had chopped, the purple shirt that was almost crazy laughed hysterically like the Tang Dynasty, his eyes were full of pathos and unwillingness, "Ye Feng, on the Huangquan Road, I'll wait for you, hahaha!"

Burst!

The power of the halberd shook the sky, and the purple shirt was split in half, and even the primordial god could not escape the catastrophe.

So far, the four heavenly arrogances of the contemporary heavenly list have died.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

In the blood-colored heaven and earth, Ye Feng collected the halberd and walked out slowly, his black hair fluttering, his steps were tenacious, and behind him was a road paved with blood and bones.

The monks who watched the battle from all directions tacitly made way for Ye Feng, and no one dared to say anything about demons at this time, otherwise in the face of Ye Feng, a god-like figure, he would definitely usher in a big doom.

"He's so powerful. It wasn't until Ye Feng disappeared from sight that someone muttered, "In this life, he should overwhelm all generations of Tianjiao." ”

In the silent night, Ye Feng walked slowly on the plain, and with every step, blood would overflow from his mouth.

The two doppelgangers silently jumped out of the small world of magic beads, quietly following behind Ye Feng, looking at Ye Feng's thin and lonely back, the two pursed their lips from time to time.

Others may really not know, but they watched Ye Feng resist the powerful Witch Light Pillar alive, although the Holy Body Body was powerful, but Ye Feng's actions were indeed too crazy.

In the middle of a barren forest, the three of them stopped.

Ye Feng seemed to be very tired, dodged and jumped onto a rock, closed his eyes and breathed, and the two clones were very competent to play the duties of guardians.

The night gradually dissipated, and since the light of the morning light reflected on the earth, the whole Great Chu boiled.

In the battle of Yang Ancient City, Ye Feng's prestige shocked Da Chu again, he was injured, but he was still strong and domineering, and he beheaded a quasi-heaven realm, dozens of quasi-heaven powers, and hundreds of empty underworld powerhouses in public, plus the big tripod cast by the Great Luo Divine Iron, which aroused the desire of those Tianjiao to kill Ye Feng even more.

The sun and the moon change, day and night repeat, and three days pass quietly in the blink of an eye.

In the barren forest, Ye Feng gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, slowly opened his eyes, he was in good spirits, his qi and blood were vigorous again, the only fly in the ointment was that the corners of his mouth would always overflow blood from time to time.

Seeing Ye Feng wake up, the second clone hurriedly stepped forward and said with some eagerness, "Boss, the star clone seems to be in big trouble." ”

"I know. Ye Feng's words were flat, he walked down from the rock, looked at the void quietly, and said, "My Nine Demon Shadow Clones, only he is on par with the Demon Clones, I give them enough stage and space to fight, and life and death have their own destiny." ”

As he spoke, Ye Feng slowly turned his head sideways, looking at the second and third clones beside him, his deep eyes flashed with divine light, "When I complete my mission, I will give you a big gift." ”

Gift?

Hearing these two words, the eyes of the second and third doppelgangers became bright and bright, and those who can be called a great gift by the deity must be something against the sky, the two rubbed their hands together, and looked at Ye Feng with a happy face, "Boss, what is your great gift, occult arts, secret methods, or spiritual weapons?"

"You'll know later. Ye Feng smiled faintly.

Hey, hey, hey!

The two of them laughed, constantly fantasizing about the big gift that Ye Feng said.

On the side, Ye Feng smiled slightly, still looking up, quietly looking at the ethereal starry sky, in his eyes, there was no more that huge and hot star, that star represented Emperor Chu, after coming out of the space black hole, that star was gone.

The first emperor of Great Chu, a legendary figure, he Ye Feng has never seen it, such a great cultivator, he has fallen, which makes people can't help but feel a kind of sadness in their hearts, in this stormy Great Chu, it is undoubtedly not a bad luck.

"Emperor Chu. Ye Feng muttered, and a layer of gloom was cast in his heart.

At this moment, in the middle of the barren forest, a beautiful flute sounded sounded.

The sound of the flute is not very unusual, and even a little ordinary, but when I hear it, I have a feeling of peace of mind, and I only feel that the sound of the flute can wash away the lead in my body.

The sound of the flute attracted Ye Feng, he couldn't help but look sideways, only to find that tens of thousands of zhang away, there was a bonfire, next to the bonfire, a young man sitting cross-legged, holding a jade flute, and there were two little white cranes dancing beside him.

Suddenly, he walked over.

The young man was leisurely, immersed in the sound of playing the flute, dressed in white clothes, black hair and shawl, indescribably ordinary, from him, Ye Feng couldn't even find the slightest killing aura, he was really like a mortal.

But no one should be a disfigurer.

Ye Feng knew this very well, because the feeling that the young man gave him was just like the feeling that Qianyan Yue gave him, the power contained in his body was extremely powerful, such a person would not show the mountains and water, once it broke out, he would definitely have earth-shattering power.

The young man didn't seem to notice Ye Feng's arrival, and still played, the flute was flat and plain from the beginning, like a stream, without the wind and waves like the ocean.

Ye Feng stopped and looked at the young man quietly, but his mind was immersed in the dull sound of the flute.

At some point, the young man put down the jade flute, and the two white cranes beside him also stopped dancing, snuggling up to the young man's side, and sometimes rubbing his body with their little heads.

"Fellow Daoist, how about sitting down and having a drink. After all, the young man glanced at Ye Feng sideways, with a warm smile, which made people bathe in the spring breeze, which was very comfortable.

Ye Feng smiled slightly and sat down cross-legged.

The young man had already taken out the wine jug, personally poured a full cup for Ye Feng, and said with a smile, "In the next Zhang Zifan, meeting is fate." ”

"Ye Feng. Ye Feng took the wine glass handed over by the young man while signing up for himself.

"Ye Feng, good name. Zhang Zifan smiled, not surprised at all by the name, and just drank the wine leisurely, "In these years, it is really not easy to find people to drink in this mountain and old forest." ”

"We've not met somewhere. Ye Feng asked, and drank the wine in the wine glass.

"The world is vast, the sea of people is vast, maybe we have really seen it. Zhang Zifan looked at Ye Feng with a smile, his smile was still as warm as a spring breeze, "At a certain stage in time, in a certain red dust in the world, maybe I can still call you a young marshal." ”

Ye Feng smiled slightly, poured the last wine in his hand into his stomach again, then got up and walked towards the outside of the barren forest, "He hopes to see you in his hometown." ”

"Definitely. Zhang Zifan said with a smile, picked up the jade flute again, the sound of the flute was as flat as ever, as Ye Feng's back continued to fade, the sound of the flute continued to dissipate with the wind.

Out of the vast barren forest, the two doppelgangers ran forward one after another, scratching their heads and looking at Ye Feng, "Boss, do you really know each other?"

Ye Feng didn't nod, nor did he shake his head, just smiled slightly, "It's just fate." ”

"Really?" The two doppelgangers were confused, glanced behind them, and then looked at Ye Feng again, and asked, "Boss, can you let go of your hands and feet." ”

"Of course. Ye Feng smiled, and in his dark and deep eyes, a cold cold light suddenly burst out.