It's just a blunderbuss. Is it worth being so afraid of saints like you?
Because Ye Feng was surrounded by forty-one saints just now, and all directions were covered by the saints' energy and various chains of laws, so Saint Mo Yang did not see clearly what happened.
If he had seen what the 'bullets' in the fire gun were, he probably wouldn't be able to run slower than those saints.
In the trigger of the fire gun, one can vaguely see the beating Leng Lin Qiyu Youxinhuo.
Ye Feng squinted his right eye and his left eye widened, aiming at one of the saints who was escaping quickly.
The saint who was targeted by the fire gun suddenly felt a creepy feeling, his hands and feet were cold, as if a ghost was lying on his back.
"Depend on!"
The saint cursed secretly in his heart and used all his strength to operate the chain of laws.
For a moment, his whole person seemed to be enveloped in endless light, like a bright sun.
"boom!!!"
"I don't believe it can't be stopped!!!"
Hearing the terrifying vibrations that suddenly sounded from behind, the saint trembled all over, roared, and danced his hands thousands of times in an instant, forming walls of laws.
Saint Mo Yang widened his eyes and stared at the saint who tried his best to resist the power of the fire gun.
A black light shot out from the fire gun, but the saint was a bit big and did not have any earth-shattering momentum.
However, the wall of laws condensed by the saint is like snowflakes that melt in an instant when encountering the scorching sun.
"puff!!!"
Blood sprayed.
The saint's eyebrows were pierced, and then his body overflowed like water, and his hands and feet were ignited by the dark flames.
"Fuck!"
Saint Mo Yang held his breath and looked at the figure that was instantly reduced to ashes, "Here, what kind of fire gun is this?"
"A fire cannon that can destroy saints!"
Ye Feng's voice sounded leisurely behind Saint Mo Yang.
Ye Feng held a fire gun and looked at the figure that was completely reduced to ashes in the distance. He couldn't help but feel a look of pain on his face. "A saint, no matter how bad he is, his collection is worth one or two billion zombie points, right?"
The Dao fire shot out not only destroyed the saint, but also wiped out all the storage rings and other items on the opponent's body.
"call out!"
Ye Feng shook his head while using the secret of writing, and chased after another saint.
After seeing the saint being wiped out by a single blow from the fire cannon, all the saints felt chills running down their spines and ran away desperately.
The saint who was targeted by Ye Feng almost fell out of the void. He cursed in his heart, "Why are you chasing me after so many years of saints?"
"I knew that it would not be that simple to force Patriarch Mu to issue the decree of the Emperor of Heaven."
At this moment, Saint Xinxuan regretted extremely why he came to this muddy water. Now he didn't get anything cheap, but instead he was in danger of his life.
Holding a fire gun, Ye Feng seemed to teleport with every step he took. In just two breaths, he appeared behind the Heartstring Saint.
"Buzz!!!"
Just when Ye Feng put his finger on the trigger, a mysterious and mysterious energy suddenly enveloped him.
"Great Emperor? No, it's the Saint King!"
Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, he didn't expect that there was actually a Saint King in the dark.
However, Ye Feng was not very afraid. The other party did not take action directly and only used Qi to suppress him, which proved that the other party did not intend to fight him desperately.
Thinking about it, Ye Feng summoned a total of five saint kings and a half-step emperor.
Nowadays, even the Saint King has to consider whether it is worth turning against Ye Feng.
Ye Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, probably guessing what the Saint King was secretly thinking.
There are not many saints on the interstellar battlefield. If the losses are too heavy, then the battle with the barbarians will become more passive in the future.
Since he had guessed the secret thoughts of the Saint King, Ye Feng would naturally not push him to the limit of his tolerance.
Ye Feng can be sure that if he kills all these forty saints, those hidden old monsters in the interstellar battlefield will definitely jump out and yell at him to kill him.
"stop!"
Ye Feng's steps stagnated and his voice was cold, "If you want to die, just keep running!"
The expression of Saint Xinxuan changed slightly, and there was a look of struggle in his eyes.
In the end, the Heartstring Saint stopped and turned around slowly. After all, in his opinion, if Ye Feng wanted to kill him, he could just shoot him, there was no need to talk nonsense.
"Master Ye, I, I am willing to compensate!"
In the past, Saint Moyang and the others were willing to pay the price, but they were all rejected by Ye Feng. Now, Saint Xinxuan has no hope for this, but he is unwilling to submit to Ye Feng.
"OK!"
"ah?"
The Heartstring Saint's expression was stunned. He didn't expect Ye Feng to agree. He was overjoyed and quickly took out three artifacts from the space ring, "Lord Ye Territory, this is..."
"Throw the space ring over here!" Ye Feng directly interrupted the Heartstring Saint's words.
The Heartstring Saint blinked and looked at Ye Feng, who was smiling but not smiling. His whole body trembled slightly. Inside the space ring was his collection of tens of thousands of years.
But facing the threat of death, the Heartstring Saint could only grit his teeth, pull out the space ring, throw it to Ye Feng, and said: "Please forgive me, the Great Territory Lord!"
Ye Feng didn't even look at what was in the space ring and exchanged it directly for the system.
Listening to the system prompt sound in his mind, Ye Feng showed a look of satisfaction on his face.
This Heartstring Saint's family fortune is quite good, and the items in the space ring have been exchanged for more than 400 million.
"Okay, let's go!" Ye Feng waved his hand, carrying the blunderbuss, and chased after a saint who had fled away.
The muscles on the Heartstring Saint's face trembled, "Damn it, all my collections of 60,000 years are now cheap for this zombie. Fortunately, I put the real treasure..."
The Heartstring Saint did not dare to think too much, fearing that his thoughts would be sensed by Ye Feng, so he quickly turned around and escaped from the Naihe Galaxy.
"You guys keep running, and I'll see where you can go. In my hometown, there is a saying, a monk can't escape the temple if he can escape. Now you come back one by one, and I will collect some compensation, but if I come to you, haha
, I will destroy all nine of your tribes!!!"
Ye Feng's loud voice was like thunder, exploding in dozens of galaxies in the surrounding area.
Countless creatures looked confused, not knowing where this voice came from, let alone who they were speaking to.
Those saints who escaped were furious after hearing Ye Feng's threat. However, each of them had a big family and a great business. As Ye Feng said, a monk who could escape could not escape from the temple. If Ye Feng blocked the door...
Thinking of this, many saints looked aggrieved and returned to Naihe Galaxy, asking Ye Feng to be gentler with his sword.
Of course, there were many saints with deep backgrounds who simply ignored Ye Feng's threats.
Some saints even made harsh words, saying that they were waiting for Ye Feng's arrival at the sect.
For this kind of saint, Ye Feng just smiled, without concealing the murderous intent deep in his eyes.
