"Thank you for your teachings. ”

The people of Yingdao saluted the old man.

"The Guru's words are really lost. They sighed.

The old man smiled: "You don't have to be perfunctory, in fact, you don't agree with what I said in your hearts." ”

Yingguo Supreme, and those people in the national courtyard all smiled awkwardly and touched their noses.

"You're still too young, even if I said it. The old man smiled and shook his head: "Even if I say it, you have not understood, and it is not yours." ”

Yingguo Supreme smiled awkwardly: "The realm of the master is far from being comparable to mortals such as me, but governing the country and cultivating are two different things. ”

"Whether it's a country or a person, it's a hundred years, what is it, in the end, but a handful of loess, my generation's cultivation is to pursue a detachment, to pursue an immortality, to seek an immortality!"

He looked at the sky, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

Everyone didn't know what to say when they saw the appearance of the lama, and the old man just shook his head when he looked at them.

For example, an old man who reasoned with a child will be the same as life, they have not experienced it, and they cannot understand it at all.

The old man slumped and turned away.

"Master, where did the Huaxia Sword Immortal go, will he come back?"

"Americas. ”

"America!" everyone rejoiced.

It is true that the Americas are behind them, and this backer can give them support, but it also restricts their development, and it is okay to develop the economy, but if they develop the military, they will be sanctioned.

"This time, it's time for the Americas to be out of luck. Everyone in Yingguo was laughing.

Ye Fengyun flew at an extremely fast speed, and the black light flickered, covering the brilliance of the stars.

He had crossed the Pacific Ocean to Haweiyi, and then, with a burst of fire, half of the island was in flames.

The coordinates given by Master Riying were here, and after Ye Fengyun was there, he found that there were no big fish in it at all, and the strongest was only the peak of the first-line level, so he slapped it down with one palm and wiped it out.

"Good, White House!"

Ye Fengyun dodged, stepped on the sword of life, and pressed towards the mainland of the Americas.

"Oh my God, that Huaxia Sword Immortal Dynasty is really coming towards us!" The high-level people in the Americas panicked, through satellite monitoring, they had already discovered the horror of this Huaxia Sword Immortal in Riying.

"Quick, start the fighter!"

The fighter plane had just started, and before it could be lifted off, a sword slashed, and the fighter plane and the base were directly split into two, and in the center, there was a terrifying sword mark, like a chasm, stretching for ten miles!

"Oh my God, it's terrifying, how can it be so terrifying!"

The high-level people in the Americas are frightened, although they know that this Huaxia Sword Immortal is making trouble on Yingdao, and they also know the horror, but when they really come to the Americas, when they make a move here, they can understand the despair and deep despair of Yingdao.

"Oh no, he went straight to the White House!"

"It's not good, let the transcendent team go and stop it!

"Oh my God!"

In the screen, countless people were terrified, and they found that the extraordinary team and the people of the Security Bureau were not vulnerable at all, and they all exploded with just a roar.

"He's in the White House!"

"It's over!"

At this time, there was chaos in the White House in the Americas.

Long ago, the most elite troops of the Transcendent Troop had already arrived here, as had the Wizards of the Security Bureau.

Ye Fengyun raised his head and slowly walked up the stairs.

A group of extraordinary people with special weapons rushed over, Ye Fengyun didn't even look at it, he slapped it with a palm, and suddenly, the flesh and blood on the stairs were extremely bloody.

He carried the sword of life, slowly ascended, and with every step, many people would rush out.

The U.S. imperialists stand at the top and look down.

Ye Fengyun slashed step by step, and every step he took represented a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Until the elite of the transcendent team, the strange people of the Security Bureau are terrified.

Those people looked at Ye Fengyun and the man in front of them, they all swallowed their saliva, and the hands holding the weapons couldn't help but tremble.

Their whole bodies were cold, and their eyes were filled with fear.

"Demon, God, this is a demon!" Countless people were afraid, and even the American emperor trembled all over, and his legs went limp.

At this moment, he finally understood the mood of Prime Minister Yingdao.

At first, he was able to stand tall, he was full of confidence, but as there were more and more corpses in front of the White House, and more and more flesh, he understood that this was not a person at all, but a devil, who was going to hell!

It's not a cat or a dog lying below, it's the elite of the Americas, and it's the hidden strength of the country.

The Americas are different from China, which controls and does not allow those forces to influence the country, but in the Americas, those forces represent the country.

Ye Fengyun didn't have time to play with these people, and killed them all with one palm.

"Ahh

Everyone screamed, and they all exploded.

“NO!” The US imperialists were terrified, hurriedly retreated, turned around and left, it was too terrifying, too terrifying.

"Block!"

The last elite came towards Ye Fengyun, Ye Fengyun punched away, everyone was in great pain, and their bodies were cracking.

They are all earth-level abilities, they are originally masters, but in Ye Fengyun's eyes, they are just local chickens and dogs.

The Supreme of America hadn't run a few steps, his eyes were terrified, and in front of him was a young man, dressed in black, with black hair, black eyebrows, deep pupils, and a ghost sword.

He exuded an icy aura all over his body, which made his muscles chill and his bones freeze and crack.

There were also a few American bigwigs beside him, and they looked at Ye Fengyun tremblingly, with great fear in their eyes.

The supreme fear of the Americas, in fact, he wanted to escape for a long time, but Ye Fengyun came too quickly, he was in a meeting with a few bigwigs, and he was blocked here.

In order to boost morale, he could only come out to supervise the battle, but he was all beheaded by this devil.

"Spare your life, immortal, spare your life!" Several American bigwigs hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Fengyun, as American-bigwigs, they also knew Chinese.

Originally, they looked down on Chinese, but now they are grateful to Chinese, and one of them really doesn't know Chinese, so they can only shout behind their backs.

Ye Fengyun looked at the American emperor, and he suddenly shuddered.

Ye Fengyun grabbed him directly, looked into his eyes, and the American emperor was at a loss.

"Good. Ye Fengyun got what he wanted, he threw the American emperor away, and walked towards the White House.

He was originally the supreme of the Americas, dominating one side, but he was like a waste, and he could be discarded.

Those American bigwigs, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to the world, kowtowing hard.

The American emperor lay on the ground gasping for breath, his eyes were extremely frightened, and then he hurriedly fled outside, not even caring about his wife and children.

White House Underground.

There were six people here, each with a weird smile on their faces.

In the center, there is a huge test tube, and an extremely beautiful half-breed woman is locked in the place.

On the altar, the blood was terrible, there were deep blood marks on her wrists, as well as on her legs, and neck, and she was constantly spilling blood, flowing into all kinds of instruments, her face was pale, her eyes were difficult to open, and the whole person was like a broken candle, which would be annihilated in the wind at any time.

(End of chapter)