One of them committed suicide, and there was still a man with a pale face. He had an idea and kicked the body in front of Ye Feng, and fled deep into the woods without looking back. It was impossible to beat him, and committing suicide was also impossible.
Don't have the courage.
All we can do is run away!
As for whether you can escape or not, let's escape first.
"Escape, just go ahead and escape."
There was a cruel smile on Ye Feng's lips. He did not chase them, but just looked at the corpses on the ground quietly, and suddenly pulled off their masks.
A bunch of guys who hide their heads and show their tails!
Youdao, can you escape the first day of junior high school or the fifteenth day of junior high school?
Letting one or two of them escape was Ye Feng's original plan. Killing them all would certainly relieve his hatred, but following the clues would be more meaningful. He was not afraid that some of them would escape, but he was afraid that all of them would be deadpools.
However, just when Ye Feng was about to go back, a figure flew quickly from the woods. At first glance, it was not the swordsman who had just escaped.
There are bigger ones!
Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly. The swordsman's head was forward and his body was lying flat. He was obviously thrown back by someone, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was frightened or begging for mercy, but...
There was no sound at all.
die!
Ye Feng showed no mercy. He stretched out his right hand, held down the swordsman's head, and then suddenly pressed it toward the ground.
His head was shattered, and a King of Martial Arts died in such a tortured way.
"It's quite interesting."
Just when Ye Feng was about to stand up, a soft voice suddenly came from the right side, and then a shining fist with blue light came towards his head for no reason.
One punch is enough to kill you!
Fortunately, the glazed armor on his body suddenly separated and gathered in front of the right side of Ye Feng's head, forming a golden shield.
Bang! One by one
With just one punch, Ye Feng's body fell to the ground immediately, dragging a long trace like a plow in the woods.
"king!"
Leng Wuming cut the last assassin into two pieces with his sword and rushed towards Ye Feng with all his strength.
"Don't come over."
It is a dissuasion and an order!
Ye Feng's figure suddenly jumped up. There was blood on the right side of his head, and he was staring at the person who had just struck. He was very strong!
I just don’t know, what level of Shinto is this person in?
"They're not dead."
"Ye Feng, have you ever entered the divine realm?"
The person who came was a rough and arrogant man with a square face. He was only wearing a thin and shabby old cloth. His arms were exposed. He looked extremely muscular, vigorous and powerful.
Obviously, the big man understood the shield that had just blocked his attack as Ye Feng's sacred object, because other than that, there was no other reasonable explanation for why a Martial King could withstand his full blow.
Shinto, Shinto objects in the world are diverse and strange.
Even if a strong person who has reached the Shinto realm falls down later, the Shinto objects he has condensed will not disappear.
"Since you are here to kill me, what's the point of asking this question? I just wonder if someone like you is also wearing a personal mask?"
Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood foam and said disdainfully.
I wouldn't have known it until I was injured, but now that I have suffered a serious injury, I have discovered that my strange resilience is stronger than before. The skull that was shattered on the right side of my brain has healed to the best of my ability.
What the hell is going on?
There was a situation in his body that was different from that of other warriors. Ye Feng frowned deeply. His energy level seemed to stay at the peak level of the King of Martial Arts forever.
In the Tianyong Pavilion, the Grand Master who was looking up to the sky suddenly felt uneasy. He frowned and then drew a sword towards the sky.
As soon as the sword was handed out, everything fell silent, and then the sky seemed to be cracked.
"Don't worry, of course I am myself, Sanxiu Tao Ming."
"If you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will kill you. For a casual cultivator like me who seeks to survive in the cracks, nothing is impossible. Ye Feng, I have no grudges against you. I am dead only because you provoked too many people. Xiang
It’s too valuable to be killed.”
These words reached the ears of the Grand Master unchanged.
I saw that the great master of Tianyong Pavilion was furious. He shouted: "Second brother, why are you dawdling about, your grandson's life is in danger now?"
Holding the sword, the figure of the Grand Master rose into the sky.
What a great casual cultivator!
What a killer move!
Who has deceived his own perception?
"Brother Zhao, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
A middle-aged man wearing a green robe appeared in front of the Grand Master.
"Chess piece!"
The Grand Master looked at the Taoist wearing a yellow flower crown, and finally stopped, and then asked with a gloomy face:
"Buddhism and Taoism, haven't they always been neutral?"
The pagoda-like glazed sword was continuously emitting golden light in the hands of the Grand Master, and the entire sky suddenly turned into a golden chessboard with crisscrossed chessboards.
"Of course neutral."
"Brother Zhao, don't get me wrong. I am entrusted by others. I have no choice. The most difficult thing in the world to repay is a favor. For beings like you and me, if we want to move forward, we must have no distractions."
Qi Sheng, the Taoist chess master in the mouth of the Grand Master, the Supreme Elder of the Dao Sect among the nine sects of Guwu, his voice seemed extremely ethereal.
It seems to be right in front of you, but in fact you are in a chess game, Tianya Haige.
"Oh, Zhao is very curious, who is the person who can make you owe all your life a favor?"
The Grand Master instantly became calm.
"Can't say."
Qi Sheng smiled and shook his head.
"It seems like I can only learn some clever chess tricks."
The Grand Master stood with a sword in hand, looking at Ruoda's chessboard, and there seemed to be nine figures in his eyes that were constantly shaking.
In the world of chess, if you make one wrong move or every wrong step, you will lose the whole game.
The killing power displayed by this chess player may not be as good as that of Master Baiyun, but its difficulty and weirdness are definitely higher than the latter.
In the General's Mansion, after the Grand Master handed over the sword, a figure flashed out.
Looking at Ye Feng again, after Tao Ming said his name, he walked towards Ye Feng calmly. There were no stormy moves, but his condensed momentum was as fierce as a stormy sea.
Yes!
It was unnecessary to ask. Anyway, in his opinion, Ye Feng was going to die anyway.
Within three steps, it was as if the sky were falling. Tao Ming was not a pure physical warrior, but his divine weapon was his fist. Every time he took a step, there was an invisible force of fist oppressing Ye Feng.
The top of his head felt as if tens of thousands of pounds were pressing down on him.
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and stood upright. His body was sinking continuously, and it only took a moment for him to sink to his waist. In this state, let alone attack, when Tao Ming really walked in, he would really have no choice but to be slaughtered.
.
Is this the method of a powerful Shinto man?
He uses his own strength to evolve the structure of the world, and his moves can turn the clouds and rain, just like the hand of God. This Tao name gives Ye Feng the feeling that he is much stronger than Sato Shinichi.
"The third form, divine pillar!"
The golden light, which can be said to be substantial, continued to flow out of Ye Feng's body. He was gritting his teeth and shouting angrily, but also trying his best.
This moment!
The one hundred and nine acupoints in Ye Feng's body seemed to have completely opened a dam, and golden vitality gushes out.
A straight golden beam of light rose into the sky.
"The people that Old Man Long values are really extraordinary."
In the car, Feng Yuan looked at the golden beam of light with a thoughtful look on her face. Ye Feng's path seemed a little different from theirs.
However, she couldn't figure out what was different.
"That is, my little uncle will definitely become someone who can protect me in the future."
"Long Nannan is going!"
It's shameless. A master in the Convergence Realm bullied a King of Martial Arts. It seemed that his junior uncle couldn't be counted as a King of Martial Arts, but she didn't care. Feng Yuan wanted to wait a little longer for such a beautiful girl with a sense of justice.
Of course I can’t stand it!
"Uncle, have you seen my transformation stick?"
Suddenly, Long Nannan came to Tao Ming's feet.
"Nima!"
Tao Ming broke out in a cold sweat. He had no idea when this cute and unreasonable little girl suddenly appeared.
Furthermore, what is the golden magic wand in your hand?
"Go to hell!"
Regardless of whether you are cute or not, there is only one thing in Tao Ming's mind, which is to strike first and gain the upper hand. However, he seems to have forgotten that this little girl came to his feet with confidence.
What exactly does it mean!
"Not cute at all."
Long Nannan angrily threw away the metal rod in her hand, then stretched out her hands and grabbed Tao Ming's fist as if to hug him.
Such a posture does not look like what a fight should look like.
The fact is that Tao Ming's blue fist was easily caught by Long Nannan, and his small hands were just enough to hold Tao Ming's wrist.
"Big windmill, turn and turn!"
In the car, Feng Yuan stroked her forehead. This childish way of fighting was simply horrible. The little emotional monster was addicted to pretending to be tender.
By the way, I have never seen Long Nannan’s true appearance?
Ten meters away, Ye Feng gaped at this dramatic scene. The golden light outside his body dispersed, and his face looked as exciting as it could be. Tao Ming was in Long Nannan's hands, but he didn't even have the ability to resist.
, was directly treated as a toy.
He is truly a little monster!
Bang! Bang bang!...
After getting tired, Long Nannan seemed not to be satisfied yet. She held on to Tao Ming's arm tightly, like swatting flies, and threw rocks wherever there were.
Brute force!
How terrifying is this brute force?
Listening to the series of beating sounds, Ye Feng felt a chill on his back and told him directly that he should be nicer to Long Nannan no matter what in the future.
Ye Feng never noticed a trace of energy flow in Long Nannan, which showed that this seemingly harmless little evildoer was able to trick a master of the divine way with just his brute force.
Play.
"I'm tired of playing with you. I'll leave it to you, Junior Master."
Long Nannan angrily let go and kicked the mud-like Tao Ming in front of Ye Feng.
What else are you doing for me?
Everyone was beaten to death by you. Ye Feng's eyes twitched. The little monster's attack was so cruel. Tao Ming's bones were clearly broken by her unknown method. Tao Ming who fell to the ground was already gone.
Qi, the bones are gone, and the internal organs are probably gone even earlier.
Ye Feng smiled helplessly and kicked him into the ground.
I like the crazy son-in-law of the city, God of War