The eyes of the man codenamed King Yama gradually changed from panic, to calmness, to contempt.
He saw Ye Feng, who was only in his twenties. Even if he was really the descendant of Yin Tianzi, how much of Yin Tianzi's strength could he learn?
And he is a top killer who has gone through hundreds of battles and fought his way from the Hall of Hell to the position of King of Hell in the Tenth Hall.
How could his strength and status be overturned by a fledgling boy!?
Even if he holds a dragon blade and is not affected by the "Killing God Realm", that's it.
What's more, there are two other killers around him - codenamed Ma Mian and Hei Wuchang.
"yes!"
Ma Mian was also suddenly awakened by King Yama's words.
"If the three of us join forces, can't we deal with this little brat!?"
Just now, they were indeed frightened by the dragon blade in Ye Feng's hand and the name of Yin Tianzi.
But when I calm down and think about it, it’s not like I’m facing Yin Tianzi, so what’s there to be afraid of?
"Hmph! What a fox pretending to be a tiger!"
Hei Wuchang also got up from the ground in embarrassment. Fortunately, everyone around him was within the influence of the Killing God Realm, so no one should have seen his embarrassing scene just now.
"You brat, how dare you bring up Yin Tianzi to scare us? Then I also said that I am the descendant of Ksitigarbha!"
While talking, the three of them cheered up and once again formed a huge pressure and attacked Ye Feng.
"Even if you are not affected by the Killing God Realm, the three of us working together will be more than enough to deal with you!"
"And your dragon blade..."
The three people's eyes were burning, and they all wanted to take it for themselves.
After all, it represents the supreme glory in the world of killers. At the same time, possessing a dragon blade, you don’t have to worry about being plotted by your peers using the God of Death domain.
"Then let's do it together!"
King Yama suggested: "Whoever takes this kid's head first will be the owner of the Taotie Dragon Blade!"
"Okay!" Ma Mian agreed, "This is a good idea. But my strength is not as good as the two of you... The first kill should be hopeless!"
And Hei Wuchang is also eager to try, ready to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to compete with King Yama.
If he can successfully seize the Dragon Blade, his status in the Palace of Hell will skyrocket in the future.
Not to mention that the King of Hell of the Ten Palaces will have his own place, even the code name of Yin Tianzi can be replaced by himself!
In an instant, the three people's targets were not only on Ye Feng, but also on the dragon blade in his hand.
Seeing this situation, Ye Feng smiled lightly.
It is only for oneself to kill others and seize the treasure. Do these low-level killers also want to kill themselves and seize the treasure?
I really think too much.
"I advise you to write your last words well!"
Ye Feng kindly advised: "Don't know how you will die soon!"
"Noise!"
King Yama took the lead, waving the full-moon scimitar in his hand and charging towards Ye Feng.
Black Impermanence and Ma Mian follow closely behind.
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
The three of them were like a strong wind, rushing towards me.
They are indeed world-class top killers. If they were faced with ordinary people, they would not even be able to react, and they would probably be killed.
If coupled with the cooperation of the God of Death domain, it would be even more unstoppable.
But it's a pity - this time, they are facing Ye Feng, the real god of death!
"go to hell!"
King Yama showed a ferocious and cruel expression, as if what he was staring at was a corpse.
"His life...is mine!"
Hei Wuchang followed closely, waving a sickle in his hand as well, sweeping towards the leaf wind with the force of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping everything.
--puff!
But the next second.
King Yama's expression condensed.
when he reacted
When he came, he saw the dragon blade piercing deeply into his heart.
He didn't even realize when Ye Feng made his move.
But the knife in his hand could no longer be dropped.
Then he spun around and fell straight backwards.
"As expected of...Yin Tianzi...the descendant!"
quick!
Ye Feng's shots were as fast as lightning!
The killer codenamed King Yama died in peace.
Even at the end of his career, being able to die at the hands of such a strong man was considered a well-deserved death.
——Shua!
In the next second, the man codenamed Hei Wuchang also whipped up a hurricane with the sickle in his hand, sweeping over.
"bingo!?"
Hei Wuchang saw that the sickle in his hand successfully cut through Ye Feng's waist.
Just like cutting grass, cutting a person in half.
But immediately, Hei Wuchang's face froze and he realized something was wrong.
What the sickle scratched was an afterimage!?
And the next second, he only felt a sweetness in his mouth and a chill in his throat.
He subconsciously reached out and touched his hand, and his chest was covered in blood.
Immediately afterwards, blood flowed like a torrent!
Seal the throat with one blade!
Hei Wuchang's eyes widened in fear, he clutched his bleeding throat and fell backwards.
"ah!!!?"
He watched his colleagues fall down in front of him one after another, just in the blink of an eye.
Ma Mian was frightened and screamed.
At the same time, I felt happy in my heart: Fortunately, my strength was weaker than these two people, otherwise, I would be the one who fell now.
For the first time in his life, he felt lucky for his weakness.
But the next second, the dragon blade in Ye Feng's hand was like a life-threatening curse, coming straight from the horse's face.
And he drew a thick and colorful stroke on his chest.
"ah--!"
Along with a scream, Ma Mian also fell into a pool of blood and was seriously injured.
"Spare your life...please spare your life..."
Ma Mian took a breath and found that he was still alive, so he begged for mercy again and again.
"If you want to live, do one thing for me!" Ye Feng stepped on the wound on the horse's face, causing him to scream in pain.
"I'll do it...I'll do it..." Ma Mian responded repeatedly, "Whatever you ask me to do..."
"I'll give you a month!" Ye Feng said coldly, "Help me find Ksitigarbha!"
