Ye Feng held the Canglan Great Sword and drew fireworks on the ground, approaching Xiao Feng step by step.

Compared to Yamamoto Yuyou and the Hidden Family, Ye Feng obviously hates such a guy who sells his national interests more.

Such a person will never be able to redeem his sins even if he dies

"Ye Feng, you are dead, you dare to kill Yuwu Yamamoto. Sword Saint will not let you go. Then I will watch you die by Lingchi on the top of Hengshan." Xiao Feng calmed down and smiled grimly.

With a wave of his hand, he activated the teleportation array and wanted to teleport himself away.

As long as he leaves here, he will go to Japan immediately. At that time, relying on the information he has collected in China over the years, he will definitely be reused and even receive countless resources for martial arts cultivation.

In the future, he will definitely be able to take back all the lost today.

Huhuhuhuhu

Teleportation array is turned on

But soon, the smile on Xiao Feng's face froze, showing the most fearful look. Every hair on his body stood up and his body kept trembling.

"Gangmaster Xiao, where do you want to teleport?" Ye Feng's steps did not stop at all, and he continued to approach Xiao Feng.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Feng said in horror with sweat in his palm.

"Gang Master Xiao, your teleportation array has been destroyed by me, so you can't go anywhere."

The words are finished,

Ye Feng had already come to Xiao Feng, spread his left fingers open, and easily tear Xiao Feng's protection of the wind, strangled Xiao Feng's neck and lifted him up.

Bang

Ye Feng suddenly smashed Xiao Feng to the ground

Immediately, Ye Feng stepped on it and directly stepped on a bloody hole in Xiao Feng's chest and abdomen.

ah

Xiao Feng let out a shrill scream, moving his body like a maggot, trying to stay away from Ye Feng, the bloodthirsty demon king.

Ye Feng raised his big feet, looked at Xiao Feng coldly, raised the Canglan sword, and drew a piece of flesh and blood on Xiao Feng's body, and his voice was cold, "This is the first sword, and there are fifty-five swords, let's wait

Take your time”

"Save me"

Xiao Feng was extremely frightened and panicked, and his eyes flew towards Xuanyuan Hanhai, Bai Nangong Lingtian and others.

But now,

No one dared to have any connection with Xiao Feng.

Sneak

Ye Feng fell down with a sword, and Xiao Feng's screams became more and more shrill.

Everyone present looked at Xiao Feng's miserable situation and swallowed their saliva one by one, gaining a deeper understanding of Ye Feng's strength and coldness.

Some people who are enemies of Ye Feng even shrank their heads and were extremely frightened, fearing that Ye Feng would take revenge on them.

But for a while,

Xiao Feng was scratched fifty-six swords on his body.

Xiao Feng doesn't have any intact skin on his body.

"Kill me"

Xiao Feng roared, now he just wants to get rid of it quickly, just want to die

"I said, you won't die so easily. This is just the beginning of torture." Ye Feng opened his purple pupils and looked at Xiao Feng's eyes.

Almost no resistance,

Xiao Feng was pulled into the purgatory illusion by Ye Feng's pupil force.

Xiao Feng's broken body fell to the ground, his hands kept holding his scalp and rolling around the ground.

In the illusion, Xiao Feng was constantly chewed by evil spirits and was constantly eroded by insects and maggots.

A variety of torture makes life worse than death.

In endless pain and despair,

Xiao Feng gradually lost his life and his soul scattered

Until now,

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Feng in awe.

This Qing Gang Conference was full of twists and turns.

Before this, no one would have thought that this man who threatened to kill Xiao Feng, the leader of the Qing Gang, actually did this almost impossible thing, and it was accomplished extremely shockingly.

Ye Feng first made Xiao Feng betrayal and disgraceful, and then repelled all the enemies that blocked him. He even killed Yamamoto Yuwu, the personal disciple of the Japanese Sword Saint, at a critical moment, so that the Chinese swordsmanship shines again.

It made Xiao Feng die completely in endless pain and despair

When everyone recalled these scenes, they still felt scared.

In this world, I'm afraid only Ye Feng can do this to this extent

"From now on, Xiao Jian, you will take charge of the Qing Gang." Ye Feng's voice was calm, but there was no doubt.

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Xiao Qiang held up his hunched figure, and he felt a soul-born trembling towards Ye Feng.

"Remember, if I let me know that the Qing Gang committed any more sins, I will kill you like I killed Xiao Feng." Ye Feng glanced at Xiao Qiang.

Just a glance,

This made Xiao Qian feel endless chill and nodded quickly.

"I will ask someone to send Yamamoto Yuwu's head to the Japanese Sword Saint, telling him that in twenty days I will wait for him at the top of Hengshan Mountain. If he doesn't dare to come, I will kill to the Japanese Sword Hall alone and force him out."

Ye Feng said lightly.

Then Ye Feng looked at Wang Ning and Yun Yun, and chuckled, "Let's go"

Come to the Qing Gang,

It's just a trivial matter.

He was also in a hurry to go home to visit his pregnant wife.

Ye Feng led Wang Ning and Yun Yun to leave the Qing Gang step by step. When passing Xuanyuan Hanhai, he paused, his eyes raised slightly, and his voice was cold, "Soon, the Hidden Family has an affair with Japan."

The news will spread all over the world. Think about how to give the world an explanation.”

After speaking,

Ye Feng left straight away, leaving everyone with an lingering back.

Lin Wan'er, Feng Man, Wang Bo and others all breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and were somewhat grateful that Ye Feng had found them and allowed them to draw a clear line with Xiao Feng as soon as possible.

Next they will be really free

This should be the reward Ye Feng gave them.

Rapid,

The news that Ye Feng defeated Xiao Feng, the leader of the Qing Gang, defeated the three hidden family heads with one force, and crushed the Japanese sword saint Yuwu, the disciple of the Japanese sword saint, spread throughout China.

For a moment,

China's shock

at this time.

Japan, Sword Hall.

A young man arrived with a brocade box in his hand. This person was Song Xingyun.

"What are you doing in Chinese? Is it because you beg for mercy and surrender for Ye Feng. If so, go back and tell Ye Feng and ask him to come and apologize with one bow in three steps. Perhaps the Sword Saint can spare his life."

"Hahahahahahaha, a group of frogs in the well, they are so ignorant that I don't even know what I'm here to do. It's just that the ants are observing the sky. It seems that the Japanese swordsmanship is exaggerating."

Song Xingyun stood upright, and he volunteered to come to the Japan Sword Hall in order to not weaken the reputation of China.

"What did you say"

Immediately,

Widths of solemn and cold sword intent fell on Song Xingyun.

Song Xingyun was not afraid of this. He wore a white robe and moved with the wind, and raised the brocade box in his hand.
Chapter completed!