In the woods, two masters stood side by side. One of them frowned and said, "I never thought that Ding Peng would be so difficult to deal with. He even killed Lao Hu while he was seriously injured!"
"So what? If you kill Master Liu, he will definitely die!" Another man said with a gloomy face and a cold light in his eyes: "As long as Mr. Tang kills that bastard, we will benefit a lot."
"Hey!" The grandmaster next to him sighed, with emotion flowing in his eyes, "Zhuang Master Liu is a strong man at the peak of Fusion God. He is only half a step away from the realm of Yang God, and he has the support of Wudang Mountain behind him.
, it can be said that he has a bright future, who would have thought that he would die in the hands of a master warrior."
"Haha!" The gloomy-looking grand master sneered, "With the village owner's methods, will he die at the hands of a master warrior?"
"What do you mean?"
"Means nothing!"
"Buzz"
Suddenly!
The expression of the grandmaster warrior with a sneer on his face froze, and there was confusion in his eyes.
"puff!"
Blood spurted out, and half of the chest of the powerful master exploded.
The strong master standing next to him looked stunned for a moment, and then his pupils suddenly shrank, with a look of horror in them.
"call out!"
Ye Feng, who was wearing a soul-stirring suit, appeared suddenly like a ghost behind the master warrior who was retreating quickly, his hands stretched out with sharp nails.
"you dare!!!"
The strong master suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with overwhelming anger, and his right hand formed a fist, suddenly falling towards Ye Feng.
"Bantian Seal!"
"Buzz!"
The space seemed to be distorted, and a large seal fell from the sky, carrying a sacred aura.
However, when the Fantian Seal was about to fall on the top of the master warrior's head, the golden light restrained and turned into a terrifying black corpse aura.
"Boom!"
The inner strength of the protective body collapsed instantly, and the artistic conception that had not yet been completely condensed disappeared.
"boom!"
Brains flew everywhere, the big seal smashed the opponent's head, and it fell to the ground.
"Damn it, is this Heavenly Seal so powerful?"
Ye Feng stared blankly at the corpse whose brains were splattered by Fan Tianyin, and couldn't help but have a look of excitement on his face.
He quickly stepped forward and picked up the Fan Tian Seal. Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and saw a wisp of black corpse energy appearing on the big seal, which could not be dispelled.
"Instructor, what's going on?"
"Master, although this Heavenly Seal is an imitation, it contains the purest original power, which conflicts with the corpse energy in the master's body. Therefore, in the process of master using the Heavenly Seal, the Heavenly Seal will slowly
The ground was assimilated by the corpse energy and eventually became a corpse vessel."
"Corpse weapon?"
"Weapons that can contain corpse energy and are used by zombies can be called corpse weapons!"
"oh!"
Putting away the Fantian Seal, a smile appeared on Ye Feng's lips, he walked to the body with a shattered brain and lifted it up.
"Ding!"
"The host devours superior blood and increases zombie experience evolution points by 500!"
"Ding!"
"The host devours superior blood and increases zombie experience evolution points by 500!"
After swallowing all the blood of the two master warriors, Ye Feng burped, then his steps slipped and he disappeared from the spot.
"The charm is no longer enough for me to use the Nightmare Eyes. The Fantian Seal is fused with the Corpse Qi, and it seems that its power has dropped a lot." In the dark, Ye Feng stared at the team led by a Taoist in the distance, with a look of thought in his eyes.
With his current fighting power, if all his trump cards are used, he can easily kill the practitioners in the Grandmaster realm instantly. But when he hunted the two Grandmaster warriors just now, he had already used his trump cards.
Of course, Ye Feng's trump card is not just Nightmare Eyes and Fan Tianyin.
"Daozong's physique is not as good as the master warrior. If I can hurt him, I can kill him with the blood hand!"
Lifting his eyelids, Ye Feng showed a solemn smile and slowly closed his eyes.
Not far away, the Taoist master at the front of the team suddenly frowned, raised his hand to cover his heart, and muttered: "Why do you feel so uncomfortable?"
"Mr. Fang!"
Suddenly, a second-level warrior following Daozong turned pale and said with a trembling voice, "My, my heart hurts!"
Mr. Fang turned around suddenly and looked at the ugly expressions of everyone, "No, get out of here quickly!"
"puff!"
Suddenly, blood spurted out from the second-level warrior who spoke. The pores all over his body squirted out, and bright red blood seeped out. It looked extremely strange.
In the darkness, Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes and his face became a little pale.
Just now he used the Blood River Heart Technique with all his strength, and the small amount of blood contained in his heart began to boil.
Drawn by the river of blood, the blood of the cultivators also boiled.
"The power of the Blood River seems to be similar to that of Emperor Shitian's Heavenly Heart Tribulation."
Tianxin Jie's ability is to synchronize the enemy's heartbeat with the caster's.
The Blood River makes the enemy's blood boil.
As the second-level warrior suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground, Ye Feng rushed out with an arrow.
Mr. Fang suddenly opened his eyes, and three talismans appeared in his hand. At the same time, he drew talismans in the void, and the talismans appeared one after another and swept towards Ye Feng.
"Bah!"
As if the cloth was torn, the nails of Ye Feng's hands glowed with a dark light, directly tearing the roaring talisman.
"Is this?" A look of horror appeared on Mr. Fang's face. He quickly backed away and shouted, "Block him and buy me time to cast the spell!"
"hehe!"
Ye Feng sneered, opened his mouth, and a terrifying devouring power swept out. Dozens of drops of blood that fell on the ground poured into his mouth.
"Xue Ming Hand!!!"
He formed a seal with his hands, and a puff of blood-colored mist overflowed from the back of Ye Feng's hands.
At the same time, the group of cultivators standing in front of Mr. Fang all froze, and each one of them looked frightened.
As long as there is enough blood, Ye Feng can use the power of the Xue Ming Hand to kill the strong ones in the Fusion of God Realm. Unfortunately, the blood river just pulled them, but they did not force out much blood.
But, this is enough!
Following the outbreak of the Xue Ming Hand, each of the group of cultivators was seriously injured.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Ye Feng's figure was like lightning, shuttling through the crowd. The strongest cultivators in that group were only first-level warriors. How could they resist Ye Feng at this moment.
Blood sprayed and screams continued.
Fang Lao's face was full of horror. He looked at Ye Feng who was like a wolf among sheep, and shouted: "Who are you? Why do you want to kill us?"
"call out!"
Suddenly, Mr. Fang froze up, feeling the cold atmosphere emanating from the side, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Sorry, I'm not human!"
"What?"
"Roar!"
Senbai's sharp fangs possessed magical power, directly piercing through the spiritual energy around Mr. Fang's body and piercing the skin on his neck.
Soon, all six practitioners turned into mummies.
Ye Feng pulled off the ring on his old finger, "So poor?"
Fang Lao's space ring is half flat at most, with only a dozen runes inside, as well as some bank cards and a practice book.
Putting the space ring away without interest, Ye Feng found that these cultivators were all very poor.
In fact, Ye Feng had entered a misunderstanding.
The people he had come into contact with before were all talented people with profound backgrounds, so they naturally had a lot of collections.
The poor in literature and rich in martial arts, the average cultivator is almost always short of money, and they will buy items for cultivation if they have some money.
