Seeing that Ye Feng was about to devour the remaining illusion of birds, Ding Hai changed his complexion, and suddenly screamed, the hair that was originally tied behind his head suddenly popped, like angry hair rushing to the crown, a yellow face instantly turned purple, both hands held the sword in his chest, and the whole person exuded a kind of crazy momentum that only a beast can have when it is dying and struggling.

With Ding Hai's heavy drinking, the illusion of the birds that was being devoured by Ye Feng suddenly stopped, and a wisp of black light flashed in the pupils of the nine birds at the same time, and exploded at the moment when everyone didn't react.

The soul-stirring black light instantly enveloped the entire area, and Ye Feng's twelve clones were swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until everyone witnessed this scene that the thunderous explosion on the flat ground reached their ears, and a huge and incomparable impact force followed, instantly sending Murong Tongtian and the others into the air, and the other disciples who fell into the flowers were even more unbearable, like petals in the wind, they were blown away without a trace.

Fortunately, the three of them had already taken precautions, and although they were swept away, they were not injured, and they stabilized their bodies in mid-air almost at the same time, and looked towards the field at the same time.

The original undulating surface of yellow sand was completely razed to the ground, the earth was sunken within a radius of 100 zhang, and countless pitch-black cracks extended from the center to the distance, and Ye Feng, who was originally in the center of the explosion, had long disappeared at this time, only Ding Hai, who was in rags and had a disheveled head, stood in place without moving.

"Ye Feng is dead?!!

The same question quickly flashed in the minds of Murong Tongtian and the others!

Without waiting for them to confirm it, Ding Hai turned around and let out a long series of terrible howls: "Come on, come on, you despicable ants!

Although Ding Hai's form at the moment was embarrassed, the three of them didn't feel funny at all, that kind of heartfelt madness made his whole person look like a miserable momentum, obviously losing the Twelve Flying Phases Sword Formation was an intolerable blow to him, at least he had never seen him so hysterical when his men were completely annihilated.

The three of Murong Tongtian were intimidated by Ding Hai's momentum at the same time, Murong Tongtian and Shangguan Thunder were almost unstable, only Yu Xiyue was still barely calm.

"Ding Hai, don't be arrogant, a first-level sword god forced you to destroy the sword formation, do you still want to leave alive today!" Yu Xiyue's face was unusually calm, and although he said lightly, the flower-like blade in his hand slowly bloomed with a circle of pink brilliance, like a piece of blooming petals.

Ding Hai raised his head and laughed wildly, like a mad tiger: "Just rely on you, a slut, and those unfashionable miscellaneous things who want to keep me?"

Before the words fell, Ding rose from the ground, and the blue long sword in his hand brought a rumbling thunderous sound, and black thunder fell from the sky, instantly enveloping the three people in mid-air.

Murong Tongtian and Shangguan Leiting, who were originally quite calm, changed their faces at the same time, and they couldn't help but staggered back.

"This is the true strength of the third-level sword god!!" The two looked at each other in shock, they had originally had a little luck with Ye Feng's life and death, but now they completely rejected this idea.

The two of them hadn't come up with a countermeasure, but at the same time they felt warm all over their bodies, and the pressure suddenly subsided. Illuminated by the pink light that bloomed on Yu Xiyue's body, they actually gave birth to a feeling of drowsiness throughout their bodies.

"Another third-level sword god!"

"How could this be!" Murong Tongtian couldn't help but be stunned, before he acted, he had checked Ding Hai's details, thinking that with Ye Feng's strength, there was no need to take it to heart at all. But now that Ye Feng's deity and clone have all dissipated, the two of them are not even as good as Ye Feng, let alone facing Ding Hai.

"Let's go, I'll take care of Ding Hai!" The voice was delicate, but the tone was firm, and Yu Xiyue's words unconsciously carried a somewhat sad tone. Previously, she had scruples about the beast-shaped Ding Hai's sword formation, and she couldn't figure out the strength of Murong Tongtian and the others, so she had been quietly watching the situation, but now that the situation between the enemy and me was clear, she knew that if she wanted to leave Ding Hai, who was greatly injured, although she would not die, the disciples who came with her would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

"Ten tons of gold!" Murong Tongtian didn't want to avenge Ye Feng, but an old fox like him could naturally see that although Yu Xiyue and Ding Hai both belonged to the third-level sword gods, Yu Xiyue might not be Ding Hai's opponent, even if the two of them and many Ruhua disciples were added, the outcome was unknown. But let him let him go, he was unwilling, if he could send Ding Hai's wealth to the Heavenly Palace, it would be regarded as doing something for Ye Feng.

No one can see that Ding Hai is at the end of his crossbow at this time, and he is unwilling to be cheap to Yu Xiyue.

Shangguan Lei Ting hesitated, he should avenge Ye Feng and help Yu Xiyue in love and righteousness. Besides, as soon as Ye Feng died, he completely lost his backing in the outer heavens, if he had the help of flowers, the road in the future would definitely be easier.

The two were still watching, but Ding Hai was impatient, and the thunder and sword light skyrocketed at the same time: "Slut, I will collect the body for you!"

Ding Hai's momentum reached its peak in an instant, and the long sword attacked in a flash, and Yu Xiyue was extremely cautious to raise his defense to the peak.

Ding Hai has been in the form of a beast for many years, and even if he does not have a sword formation, he must not be underestimated. Fortunately, his vitality is greatly injured now, and the safest way for now is to lure him to attack, wait for the other Ruhua disciples to rush back, and use the wheel technique to drain his strength first.

At the moment when the battle was about to break out, there was a sudden soft sound of "bang" on the ground, and then I saw Ding Hai, who was rushing towards them, suddenly let out a scream, and the whole person suddenly changed direction and rushed upwards strangely.

After rushing straight for dozens of feet, it exploded with a bang, and exploded like a blood-red firework, and blood and minced flesh flew all over the sky.

The sudden change shocked the people in the field, and around his body, the coercion released by Ding Hai was still there, but he, the third-level sword god, was already dead?

Just died silently, without knowing why? Not even a whole corpse left?

A rain of blood as thin as a cow's hair fell, and the three of them came back to their senses, in the blood rain, Ye Feng was suspended in the air, raised his head slightly, slowly stretched out his palm, and caught a black ring that fell from the sky. He wiped the blood on the ring and looked at it, and then he was satisfied with it.

"Let's go. Ye Feng turned around, looked at Murong Tongtian and the two, and said lightly.

"You're not dead!" This scene was obviously too unexpected for the three of them, and they even asked such a nonsense sentence in unison.

"Great, I knew that you weren't so short-lived, boy Feng!" Murong Tong came up with a bear hug in the sky, hugged Ye Feng in his arms, laughed, and slapped Ye Feng's back vigorously.

Shangguan Thunder, who greeted him later, was not as enthusiastic as him, but he smiled sincerely. The two of them also didn't want to lose Ye Feng and lose the backer of Jiantang.

Yu Xiyue hesitated slightly, did not face Ye Feng, but fell to the ground, stopping at the origin of Ye Feng's violent and hurtful people.

It was a one-person thick earth cave, obviously Ye Feng had just used the earth escape technique to hide in the ground, faking his death to hide people's eyes and ears. It wasn't until all Ding Hai's attention was focused on him that he struck a fatal blow and got the best result at the least cost!

She couldn't help but look up at the three of them in mid-air again, and it seemed a little difficult to accept such a result.

Killing Ding Hai, who was two levels higher than him, with the strength of a first-level sword god, was unharmed! This situation shocked Yu Xiyue. And Yu Xiyue had a feeling that the entire battle process was in Ye Feng's calculations, even including his reaction with Ding Hai.

But how did he evade the perception of two third-level sword gods? The most important thing is how much horsepower does his crisp blow contain? How much horsepower can it take to blast a third-level sword god into blood foam in an instant?

Yu Xiyue hadn't figured out the reason yet, but there were calls from other Ruhua disciples around, and those female disciples who had been shocked had rushed back one after another, although most of them were grizzled and embarrassed, but there were not many injured.

No one knew better than Yu Xiyue that the reason why these disciples were safe was not because of the mercy of Ding Hai's subordinates, but because of the self-detonation power of the Twelve Flying Phases Sword Formation, all of which were confined to a small space, and most of them were borne by Ye Feng. But then the question arises again, how strong is his body, and even Ding Hai's almost suicidal attack failed to hurt him at all?

One question after another caused Yu Xiyue to fall into confusion, and she didn't even notice the departure of Ye Feng and the others.

When she came to her senses, she realized that she had to gather her companions immediately and leave here, this was the scene of the robbery and killing of the beast-shaped team, if they were seen, then the crime would be decided!

Not to mention the origin of those three people, she didn't even know what their names were, not to mention that even if she said it, who would believe that with three first-level sword gods, a beast-like team led by a third-level sword god could be wiped out? That was simply the funniest joke in the world!

But Yu Xiyue also made up her mind, and after she went back, she must find out the details of these three people.

At this time, Ye Feng and the others were already on their way back to the Heavenly Palace, Murong Tongtian seemed very excited, seeing that Ye Feng was silent, he couldn't help but pat Ye Feng's shoulder and said, "Boy Feng, your strength seems to be a lot stronger, it seems that you have gained a lot this time." ”

Ye Feng smiled and didn't answer, but took out a space ring that shone with black light, and checked it on his hand: "Do you want to know how much we have gained this time?"

Murong Tongtian was slightly stunned, but he didn't hide it, but he smiled a lot brighter, and Shangguan Leiming's eyes were also attracted by the ring, this was the first time he had seen this kind of black space ring, and he also wanted to know what was inside.

Ye Feng moved slightly, and a force penetrated into the ring from his fingers, and the miniature scene inside the ring immediately appeared above the ring, and a huge gold mountain the size of a city brick appeared in front of him, each of which was at least a hundred catties in size, looking at the height of the gold mountain, there were at least tens of thousands of gold mountains in the entire gold mountain!

Murong Tongtian's eyes flashed with golden light: "Didn't you say ten tons, why are there millions of catties here!"