Suicide was suicide, and there was still a man's face left. He kicked the corpse in front of Ye Feng as soon as he watched his head.
No courage.
I can only escape!
As for the escape, you can escape first.
"Escape, although to escape."
Ye Feng had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't chase, but just looked at the corpse on the ground quietly, and suddenly pulled off their mask.
A group of hidden heads!
There was a way to escape the first day, and fifteen fifteen?
One or two of them escaped. This was the intention of Ye Feng at the beginning. Although all the killing can solve the hatred, it is of greater significance to touched the melon. It is not afraid that they will escape, and they are afraid that all of them are deadpumes.
However, when Ye Feng was ready to go back, a figure flew from the small woods again. At first glance, it was not the swordsman who had just escaped just now.
There is a bigger one!
Ye Feng's pupils suddenly shrank. The swordsman's head was ahead, his body was flattened, and he was clearly thrown back, and his eyes stared very well, like fear, as if begging for mercy, just figured it out, just figured it out.
There is no sound.
die!
Ye Feng didn't have a little mercy. He handed over his right hand, holding the head of the swordsman, and then suddenly pressed the ground.
The head of the head was broken, and a martial arts king died in such a grieving way.
"It's a bit interesting."
At the moment Ye Feng was about to get up, a fluttering sound came from the right side, and a shining fist with blue light, greeted him with no reason.
Bunch, enough to be terrible!
Fortunately, the royal armor on his body suddenly separated, and gathered in front of Ye Feng's right brain, forming a golden shield.
Bang!
Just a punch, Ye Feng's body fell to the ground immediately, dragging a long trace of a plowing ground in the forest.
"king!"
Cold Wuming Horiza cut the last assassin into two sections, and strived to rush towards Ye Feng.
"Don't come over."
It is discouraged and command!
Ye Feng's figure jumped up suddenly, his right brain had blood, and he looked at the person who was looking at Fang. It was very strong!
I do n’t know, what are the realm of this person?
"This is not dead."
"Ye Feng, do you enter the Shinto Realm?"
The coming person is a rough man. This person's face is square, wearing only a thin and dilapidated old cloth, the two arms are exposed outside, and the muscles are exactly developed, vigorous and powerful.
Obviously, Dahan understood the shield that he had just blocked himself as Ye Feng's Shinto, because there was no other reasonable explanation to explain a martial arts king, why he could resist his full blow.
Shinto, there are many kinds of Shinto in the world, strange.
And even if the strong among Shinto, even if it fell later, its condensed Shinto would not disappear.
"Since you are here to kill me, what's the point of asking this question, but I do n’t know if someone like you, would n’t you also wear a personal leather mask?"
Ye Feng spit out a blood foam and said disdain.
I do n’t know if I ’m not hurt. Now I’ m revealing that my weird recovery is stronger than in the past. The skull of the right brain is crushed.
What is going on?
In his own body, there was a different situation as other martial arts. Ye Feng frowned deeply. His level of energy seemed to stay at the peak level of the martial arts forever.
In the sky, the big palmism in the sky was turbulent, and the cold eyebrows saw him cold, and then he scratched a sword towards the sky curtain.
A sword handed out, and everything was silent.
"Rest assured, of course I am myself, scattered Tao Ming."
"People are not destroyed for their own heaven. If I seeks to survive in the gaps, there is nothing that is not possible. Ye Feng, I have no resentment with you.
The head is too valuable. "
These words, I can't get to teach the ears of the palm.
I saw the big palm of the Tiandai Pavilion. He shouted: "The second child is your grandson grinding what, your grandson is in danger now."
In the sword, the figure of the big palmism rises.
What a scattered repairs!
What a killing trick!
Who is it, blindfolding your own perception?
"Brother Zhao, why should you go in a hurry?"
A middle -aged man wearing a green shirt robe appeared in front of Dachajin.
"Chess!"
The big palm taught the Taoist wearing a yellow flower crown, and the figure finally stopped, and he asked with a gloomy face:
"Buddhist and Daozong, isn't it always neutral?"
The big glazed sword like a pagoda is constantly releasing the golden light in the palm of the palm, and the whole sky curtain has become a golden chessboard with chess and horizontal.
"Of course neutral."
"Brother Zhao should not be misunderstood. I am entrusted by others. There is no way. The most difficult to repay the world in the world is human feelings. If you exist like you and I want to go up, you must do nothing."
Qi Sheng, that is, the chess Taoist in the big palm teachings. In the door of the nine of the ancient Wu Wu, the elder of the Daozong was very loud.
Seems to be in front of you, but in fact, in the game, it is Tianyahai Pavilion.
"Oh, Zhao is curious, who is the person who can owe your life?" Who is it? "
Big palmism becomes calm instantly.
"Don't say."
Qi Sheng shook his head with a smile.
"From this point of view, I can only teach some chess tunnels."
The big palm taught the sword and stood up, looking at the big chessboard, it seemed to be shaking in the eyes as if there were nine people shaking.
The world's chess game, one step is wrong, step by step, you lose everything.
The killing of this chess Taoist may not be as good as the master Baiyun, but its difficulty and weirdness must definitely be above the latter.
In the General's Mansion, after teaching the sword in the big palm, a figure had flashed out.
Looking at Ye Feng's side, after Tao Mingdao made his name, he calmly walked towards Ye Feng without the wind like a storm, but his condensed power was as fierce as stormy.
Yes!
Ask is also superfluous. In his opinion, Ye Feng is going to die horizontally.
Within three steps, Tao Ming is not a pure physical warrior, but his Shinto is a fist. Every time he takes a step, a fist is oppressed on Ye Feng.
On the top of the head, it is as close as 10,000 pounds.
Ye Feng gritted his teeth upright. His body was constantly sinking, and he sank to his waist just for a while. In this state, he did not say the offense. When Tao Ming really entered, he really could only be slaughtered by others.
Then, then
Is this the means of Shinto strong?
Evolbally evolved with his own spirit of the world, and it is a shot to turn the clouds and rain.
"Third Form, God Pillar!"
It is a substantial golden light that constantly flows out of Ye Feng's body.
At this moment!
109 points in Ye Feng's body, like opening the dam in the dam, golden vitality, spraying out.
A straight golden light, rising from the sky.
"People who value the old man really are very unusual."
Inside the car, Feng Jie looked at the golden landscape, and his face was thoughtful. Ye Feng's road seemed to be different from them.
Why is it different? She can't understand.
"That is, my uncle will definitely become a person who can protect me in the future."
"Dragon, go!"
It is shameless. A master of a god of God bullied a martial arts, as if his uncle could not calculate it according to the king of Wu, but he didn't care, Feng Yu wanted to wait, she had such a beautiful girl.
Of course you can't stand it!
"Uncle, have you seen my transformation stick?"
In the abrupt, Long Yan came to Tao Ming's heel.
"Nima!"
Tao Ming came up with a cold sweat. He didn't know at all. When did this suddenly appear cute and unreasonable little girl, when will it come?
Furthermore, what is the golden magic stick in your hand?
"Go to death!"
Regardless of your cuteness, Tao Ming's heart has only one truth, that is, he is strong first, but he seems to forget that the little girl came to his feet in fear.
What does it mean!
"It's not cute at all."
Long Yan shot the metal stick in his hand, then stretched out his hands, and grabbed Tao Ming's lingering fist in a pose.
This posture is not like fighting.
The fact is that Tao Ming's blue fist was easily caught by Long Yan, a pair of small hands, just to hold Tao Ming's wrist.
"Big windmill, turn around!"
Inside the car, Feng Jie stroked his forehead. This kind of pediatric fighting method is almost terrible.
In other words, I have never seen Long Yan really look like?
Ten meters away, Ye Feng was staring at this dramatic scene. The golden flowing outside him was scattered, and his face was wonderful and wonderful.
, Directly being treated as a toy.
It is worthy of being a little evil!
Bang! Bang Bang! ...
After turning tired, Long Yan seemed to be dissatisfied. She tightly grabbed Tao Ming's arm and not put, like shooting flies, and she fell.
Bad power!
How terrible brute for this?
Listening to the series of beating sounds, Ye Feng felt a cold back and told him directly, no matter how he would be better to Long Yan in the future.
On the dragon, Ye Feng did not notice a trace of energy from the beginning to the end, showing that this little wicked little evil that seemed harmless to humans and animals could only play with the masterpiece of the Shinto realm alone.
Play.
"Tired of playing, Uncle Master gave you it."
Long Xun was letting go, and he kicked the mud -like Tao Ming to Ye Feng.
What do you do?
Everyone was shot by you, Ye Feng's eyes were drawn, and the little demon was fierce enough. Tao Ming's bones were clearly broken by her unknown way.
Qi, the bones are gone, it is estimated that the five internal organs and the six are gone.
Ye Feng smiled helplessly and sent him into the ground.