The man was extremely handsome, but his legs were paralyzed and he could not walk.
Ye Feng asked about it before he came.
This person is the master of Wuji Peak, Duan Futian.
After he came out, Ye Feng looked at him, and he was also looking at Ye Feng. After a moment, Ye Feng said, "Why did you kill me?"
Duan Futian looked at Ye Feng for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "Your life is much harder than I thought."
Ye Feng's voice gradually turned cold, "I ask again, why did you kill me?"
Duan Futian said calmly, "Destiny!"
Destiny?
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
Duan Futian looked at Ye Feng and said, "I must kill you. Only if you die can I live. This is fate. It can also be said that you are my disaster."
"absurd!"
Ye Feng found it funny, "It's nonsense. I am your calamity. Are you talking nonsense to me?"
Duan Futian shook his head and smiled, and said, "I have my own reasons, but I still underestimate you. You survived several times. I am very curious. You were a waste before and suddenly turned into a genius. What should happen to you?"
It’s extraordinary.”
Ye Feng took a deep breath, looked at Duan Futian with a look of pity, and said, "Really, I suddenly feel pity for you. For a so-called disaster, you tried your best to kill me, but in the end you couldn't.
Kill me, you say, because you are incompetent or because I am destined."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Duan Futian's face became extremely gloomy. He stared at Ye Feng with his eyes and said solemnly, "Chen Fan, don't be proud. I couldn't kill you before, but you will die today."
Ye Feng looked at him, "Oh?
So confident."
Duan Futian sneered and said, "I was thinking about how to kill you, but you didn't do it, so whatever, just stay here."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be here to kill you!"
Duan Futian snorted coldly, clapped his hands, and two cannon barrels suddenly appeared on both sides of his wheelchair.
Buzz buzz... Inside the barrel, amazing energy is condensing and erupting, and the entire space is trembling.
Ye Feng stood there, watching this scene quietly, expressionless.
Whoosh! The next moment, two astonishing energy cannons shot out from inside, shattering the space wherever they passed.
Duan Futian looked at Ye Feng coldly. He was very confident in his attack. With this attack, everyone under the Great Sage was destroyed.
However, the next moment, his face froze.
Ye Feng stood still. The astonishing energy wave hit Ye Feng, but he was completely intact and nothing happened.
Duan Futian said in shock, "Impossible!"
As he spoke, a dozen heaven-level spiritual crystals appeared in his hands and were placed in the grooves on both sides of the wheelchair. Suddenly, two energy waves shot out again. However, what he couldn't believe was that Ye Feng was still fine.
Ye Feng looked at him like a clown and said disdainfully, "This is what you call dependence and strength. In my eyes, it's no different from trash."
Duan Futian shook his head, his face full of disbelief. He put in a lot of spiritual crystals, and countless energy waves shot out. However, Ye Feng was as motionless as a mountain. Although there was no aura fluctuation on his body, he could resist his energy.
.
"You're done performing, it's my turn!"
Buzz! The sound of swords resounded loudly.
A sword energy tore through the field.
At the moment when the sword energy sounded.
Duan Futian's face changed drastically, his pupils suddenly shrank into needlepoint shapes, and a terrifying sense of crisis suddenly arose.
But the next moment, he was stunned.
Because the target of this sword energy is not him.
Boom! The sword energy was domineering, and the sword struck the void.
The void suddenly trembled, followed by a muffled sound, and a figure fell from it.
The old man in Taoist robes.
He has been hiding in the void.
I thought Ye Feng couldn't find it.
But he didn't expect that he would be discovered and almost beheaded with a sword.
At this time, his body was almost collapsed, his face was as pale as paper, the Taoist robe on his body was in tatters, and most of him was stained red with blood. He raised his head and looked at Ye Feng with a pair of terrifying eyes, and Ye Feng was also looking at him.
At this time, Duan Futian's face changed drastically and he screamed, "How could it be possible? How could it be possible? Yao Lao's strength is the second transformation of the Great Sage. That's the Second Transformation of the Great Sage. How could you..."
puff.
A flash of sword light flashed.
A human head flew out.
Blood splattered all over the ground like a fountain.
Duan Futian is dead.
Such a scene naturally alarmed the disciples in the surrounding mountains. When they saw Duan Futian being killed, the sound of gasping for air kept resounding.
"That is Duan Futian. Although he is not the most powerful genius in the inner court, he is still a pseudo-sage. His strength is infinitely close to the peak of pseudo-sage. He is only one step away from becoming a great saint, but he was killed by a sword.
"
"It's too scary. How did Chen Fan become so strong? What happened to him? Why did he kill Senior Brother Duan?"
"There is also the old man in Taoist robes. I heard that he is the protector of Senior Brother Duan. His strength is said to be a great saint, and he was almost killed by Ye Feng."
"It's over, it's going to go against the grain, something big is going to happen at the Divine General Academy."
...Ye Feng ignored those voices and still stood there, looking at the old man in Taoist robes. The latter was about to speak when Ye Feng suddenly said, "Is the second transformation of the Great Sage very strong?"
The face of the old man in Taoist robes was extremely solemn, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes.
He naturally didn't dare to underestimate someone who could shatter his body with a sword, but he was shocked as to why Ye Feng was so strong.
He is the second transformation of the Great Sage.
Before he could be shocked, Ye Feng walked towards him step by step. The overwhelming pressure was so overwhelming that he could hardly breathe. At this moment, let alone making a move, he couldn't even stand up.
He was afraid and began to beg for mercy, "Chen Fan, I'm just working for Duan Futian, please let me go, okay?"
Ye Feng didn't speak until he walked three meters away from him, stopped, looked at him, and said coldly, "If I was not strong enough, would I still be standing here? If I was not strong enough, would you let me go?"
We all are sensible people, so don’t say such stupid things.”
Under the gazes of everyone around him, Ye Feng waved his sword and a head flew up.
The eyes on the head were wide open and unblinking.
After doing all this, Ye Feng turned and left.
He has no intention of refining these two bodies. It can also be said that he doesn't look down on these bodies at all.
Following Duan Futian's death, the news quickly spread throughout the inner courtyard, and some elders knew that killing was not allowed in the academy except at the stage of life and death.
But Ye Feng killed him.
Many elders hated Ye Feng at first, because by doing this, Ye Feng was provoking their majesty, so how could they spare him.
But then, they realized something.
The old man in Taoist robes was the Second Transformation of the Great Sage, and they were all killed by Ye Feng. Even if the two geniuses from the inner courtyard came back, it would be of no avail. No matter how strong those two people were, they did not have the cultivation level of the Great Sage.