"Ye Feng! I can only blame you for provoking someone you shouldn't have offended. As for the agreement, let's invalidate it! There are many powerful people in the Spirit Emperor realm here. If you want to enter the Sword Tomb, I don't necessarily have to cooperate with you!" The middle-aged man
With a trace of contemplation in his eyes, he stood up and chased in the direction where Ye Shaohan and others left.
The lights are brightly lit, and several tall tents are set up on the flat mountain ground.
At a glance, the mountains are like a beacon in the darkness.
There is no phenomenon of day and night in the abyss of life and death, but this phenomenon is violated here.
The smell of alcohol permeates it, and most warriors drink and have fun after practicing to relieve the shadow of death.
Several of the warriors patrolled around helplessly to avoid sneak attacks by the beasts of life and death and other warriors.
These warriors looked at the tent in the center with envy, with a hint of yearning in their eyes.
"Hmm!" A series of low and confused ### sounds resounded in the tent and echoed on the flat mountain peaks.
"Senior Yefeng is so lucky, it's spring every day!" A warrior murmured, and he could imagine the spring scenery inside the tent at this moment.
Hearing this, all the fellow warriors nodded secretly.
"But in the evening, I saw Senior Yefeng entertaining distinguished guests!"
"This distinguished guest should also be in that tent. Doesn't this mean?" The warrior whispered, and a series of obscene scenes appeared in his mind.
While these warriors were whispering, a figure in white jumped out of the pitch-black night below.
The white-clothed figure appeared silently like a ghost, followed closely by more than a hundred warriors, and the sharp sound of breaking wind gradually echoed.
"Who is it?" This sharp sound interrupted the whispers of several warriors. They suddenly raised their heads and looked down warily.
"I'll go take a look!" The warrior who started at the beginning whispered, holding his sword, his body turned into a stream of light and rushed downwards.
It passed in an instant, but its dull sound resounded in vain. A blood shadow rose into the sky. The eyes of several warriors changed. They looked at the blood shadow coldly. It was the warrior from before.
"Dead!" An inexplicable panic spread in the hearts of these warriors. This warrior, a first-level spiritual master, was killed in just an instant.
The blood filled the air, and raging thunderbolts were swimming on the corpse, and its soul was directly wiped out by the thunder.
Bang! The corpses were like kites with broken strings, falling directly towards the tents.
Bang bang! Several tents collapsed, and the warriors who were drinking and having fun inside cursed and rushed out in a menacing manner.
"Unbridled!" The ### sound in the central tent still continued, and at the same time, a shouting voice rose into the sky, and then the so-called Night Breeze walked out of the tent with his crotch lifted and a slightly gloomy face.
Ye Feng looks like a middle-aged man on the outside, but his actual age is already over sixty years old.
At this moment, Ye Feng's gloomy face looked quite impatient. He used the female warrior as a cauldron to practice, but was suddenly interrupted when he was about to climax.
The warriors on patrol found Ye Feng with a gloomy expression, and their hearts sank.
Holding swords, everyone rushed downwards with fierce expressions. If Ye Feng, the evil star, thought that he and others were not in a good position, then the situation would be terrible.
The figures of seven or eight Spirit Masters and dozens of Spirit Sect masters flashed, causing a sharp sound of breaking wind. More than a dozen auras gathered together and fell on the white-clothed figure.
Ye Shaohan looked at the rushing figures with a calm expression, and took a step forward. Their afterimages spread out at the side. At the same time, Ye Shaohan directly raised his fist and punched these rushing warriors.
Bang bang! There was a dull sound, just a few breaths away, and these charging warriors were shot back, and the sound of broken bones could not be heard.
Ye Shaohan's body is extremely terrifying, and his punch is not so easy to catch. The force contained in the punch is enough to tear the heaven and the earth apart, let alone a mere human body.
The blood mist filled the air, and the warriors below the spiritual master level immediately disappeared, and those who were at the spiritual master level were also dying, falling on the rocks like dead dogs.
Looking at this scene, Ye Feng's eyes finally showed a trace of solemnity. Ye Shaohan's speed of action was extremely fast. Even with Ye Feng's eyesight, he could only see blurry shadows. What made Ye Feng feel solemn was Ye Shaohan's body.
, whose body is so terrifying.
"You are so brave, you dare to come to my place to cause trouble!" Although Ye Feng was concerned about Ye Shaohan's terrifying body, it was not to the extent of being afraid.
The sound of cold drinks floated out, causing faint ripples in the space.
After easily dealing with dozens of warriors, Ye Shaohan walked forward, ignoring the oppression brought by the night wind.
Whoosh! Zhang Ming and more than a hundred people followed Ye Shaohan with great momentum. Zhang Ming and Young Master Su both deliberately restrained their spiritual emperor oppression, but Leng Feng and others did not restrain their aura yet, and more than a hundred fierce
The breath rises to the sky.
"Wu Ling, Chu Ge!" The figures of Wu Ling and Chu Ge also appeared behind Ye Shaohan. Seeing this, Ye Feng also realized why these people came.
"It seems that you are here for me today, Wu Ling, these people are your helpers!" Although he was a little surprised, Ye Feng sneered and glanced at Leng Feng and others. These people are not You Zeng
The warriors of hell. The aura fluctuations of dozens of Spirit Emperor realm warriors filled the void, forming a terrifying pressure. However, this pressure seemed a bit insignificant in Ye Feng's eyes. As a strong Spirit Emperor realm, he had no
Don't be afraid of the cooperation of Spirit Master Realm warriors.
"Is he Ye Feng?" Ye Shaohan said indifferently.
Hearing this, Wu Ling nodded and whispered: "Yeah!"
"Spiritual Emperor Realm!" Ye Shaohan's eyes were half-squinted. In his perception, Ye Feng did have the unique pressure of the Spiritual Emperor Realm flowing around him, but compared to other Spiritual Emperor Realm warriors, his aura was really weak.
A lot.
"Although there are shortcuts on the road to the Spiritual Emperor, it is still not as good as those warriors who walk step by step!" Ye Shaohan shook his head. Although Ye Feng relied on the furnace to practice, although his speed was fast, he was not as good as those truly strong and powerful people.
It is to accept the baptism of countless lives and deaths, instead of just relying on a woman's belly. Ye Shaohan's eyes swept across the night wind and landed on the tent that was still standing. Its intermittent ### sounds could be heard clearly, and it was obvious that there were people inside.
A strange wave spread around the tent. This strange wave blocked the breath inside. When Ye Shaohan's soul power touched the tent, he was bounced away by this wave.
Ye Feng's eyes wandered over Chu Ge, with a hint of fiery color in his eyes, "I originally planned to take you in a few days later, but you came to Chu Ge yourself today, how can I miss this good night?"
A terrifying martial arts will filled Ye Feng's body. Although he was concerned about Ye Shaohan's terrifying body, he did not notice the Ling Emperor's oppression on Ye Shaohan. For this reason alone, Ye Feng was not afraid of Ye Shaohan.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng suddenly stepped forward. His figure was like a bolt of lightning, blending into the void and hitting Ye Shaohan directly.
Thunder Rules Ye Feng has incorporated the Thunder Rules into his own movement. Every time his body moves, he flashes past like thunder, making it impossible to catch his traces.
The moment Ye Feng disappeared, Ye Shaohan's calm face still curved, and a playful smile appeared in his eyes: "Thunder Rules!"
After understanding the origin and controlling the thunder, Ye Shaohan did not expect that Ye Feng also understood the thunder. He gently took a step forward and raised his right hand in vain. The sword pointed suddenly in the void on the left, and the terrifying thunder filled his fingertips.
As Ye Shaohan's finger fell, the void in front of him immediately shattered. In the turbulent space, thunder flashed, and Ye Feng's figure was clearly visible in it. At this moment, Ye Feng also looked at the person in front of him in shock.
An overly young face: "I've been seen through!"
The martial arts will in Ye Feng's body surged, suppressing the turbulence in the surrounding space. One of his long swords quietly appeared on his right hand. He looked at Ye Shaohan who was just a few feet away and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Running Thunder!
"
Thousands of thunders are galloping, and a sword changes everything! Its bright sword light emerges from the thunder, and thousands of thunders follow closely behind. Night Breeze leaves no room behind in this move, and its thunder rules are completely integrated into this sword.
, this sword also carried the power of thunder, and it was extremely violent. At the same time, the martial arts will of Ye Feng tightly locked Ye Shaohan, and his sword was bound to kill Ye Shaohan with one sword.
Only a few meters away, the bright sword light continued to magnify in Ye Shaohan's eyes. Ye Shaohan's expression was still so calm, looking at the rushing thunder with interest.
"You shouldn't, shouldn't use the Thunder Rules in front of me!" Ye Shaohan murmured, raising his right hand again, and lightly pointed his sword finger forward¨.
"The power of the body is indeed powerful, but how can a mere body withstand the suppression of the rules of heaven and earth? Ignorant!" The sneer at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth grew thicker. Thousands of thunders set him off like an emperor in thunder, controlling the thunder of heaven and earth.
.
The thunder was raging, and its bright sword light continued to enlarge in Ye Shaohan's eyes. However, before the sword light came, the steady stream of thunder came.
Bang bang! The dull sound of thunder hitting flesh was heard, and Ye Shaohan's entire body was submerged by the thunder. Seeing this, Chu Ge and Wu Ling both felt their hearts sink, and their eyes showed worry.
Thunder is the most violent force in the world, wiping out everything. Back then, Wu Ling and Chu Ge had seen Ye Feng use thunder to easily kill several spiritual master realm warriors, which was why they were worried.
Although he was worried, he had not yet panicked. After stepping into the Half-step Spirit Emperor, Wu Ling knew that his sect leader's strength was far from what it seemed.
In the midst of the thunder, Ye Shaohan's expression remained calm, like a fish in water. The extremely violent thunder hitting his body seemed to loosen Ye Shaohan's muscles and bones, making him extremely comfortable.
Seeing this, Ye Feng's expression finally changed, but he had no choice but to draw the sword already.
"The thunder of heaven and earth can only be controlled by me. At least you are not qualified to control the thunder of heaven and earth!"
"Thunder from heaven and earth, listen to my command and gather together!" The Moon God's will flowed out like water, and the void behind Ye Shaohan shattered in vain, and thunder poured out from it...