Ye Feng didn't expect that Bu Jingyun would be so ruthless. He would break his subordinate's neck directly at the slightest disagreement.
Although Nie Feng took action to stop him, he was still a step too late. He watched Bu Jingyun tear the second man's neck, and the bright red blood spilled on his white sportswear, which was shocking.
Bu Jingyun's eyes were cold, and he shook his right hand, and the blood sticking to his palm flew to the ground.
The way everyone looked at Bu Jingyun changed, becoming awe and fear.
Duan Shuai frowned, a little disgusted with Bu Jingyun's behavior, but he didn't say anything. After all, this was a family matter of the Tianxiahui.
"Senior Brother Bu, you, you..." Nie Feng's handsome face was full of complexity, staring at Bu Jingyun with a cold expression.
"That's so cruel!" Duan Lang, who was standing next to Ye Feng, couldn't help but mutter.
ruthless?
Ye Feng smiled slightly. In the film and television drama "Wind and Cloud" in his previous life, because Bu Jingyun was the protagonist, everything he did was beautified. Why is Bu Jingyun called the God of Death who doesn't cry? That's because he kills ruthlessly.
The name "God of Death" comes from killing.
There was a strange light in Ye Feng's eyes as he stared at the stern-faced Bu Jingyun and murmured in his heart, "In the previous film and television drama, Bu Jingyun went to the Xia Palace and dug up his ancestral graves in order to preserve Kong Ci's body.
, this kind of thing is really not something ordinary people can do."
Bu Jingyun didn't seem to feel Nie Feng's sad and angry gaze, his eyes turned cold and looked at Duan Shuai, "Is that enough?"
"Enough!"
Duan Shuai nodded solemnly and looked down at the two corpses on the ground, "Just wait slowly now. The fire unicorn here is extremely ferocious. If it smells blood, it will definitely come here!"
"Boom!!!"
Just as Ye Feng and his party were waiting for the Fire Qilin to appear, a passage in front suddenly shook violently, and a wave of flames swept over them.
"Fire Qilin?"
Duan Shuai suddenly raised his head and looked towards the passage, his figure turned into an afterimage.
Bu Jingyun followed closely behind.
Ye Feng followed behind slowly.
"Owner!"
"Is something wrong?" Ye Feng didn't look at Duan Lang who looked embarrassed next to him.
Looking at the smiling Ye Feng, Duan Lang hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Master, if my dad is in danger, I hope you will come to rescue him!"
"Um!"
After receiving Ye Feng's agreement, Duanlang breathed a sigh of relief.
Lingyun Cave is opened, and strong men from all walks of life gather together. Although Duan Shuai is a strong man in the Fusion of God Realm, he is still inferior to the group of existences in the self-destruction realm. If he is not careful, he will end up in an eternal disaster.
Ending. However, now that Ye Feng has nodded in agreement, Duan Lang is no longer worried. With Ye Feng's strength, even if the strong ones gather here, so what?
Soon, a group of people appeared in a relatively empty passage.
Duan Shuai's resolute face was full of solemnity, and the ground in front of him was scorched black, exuding an uncomfortable heat.
Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng followed closely behind.
"At least five people died!"
Nie Feng took a deep breath and looked at the five piles of ashes remaining on the ground, his bright eyes full of fear.
From the time the fire unicorn aura erupted to the time they arrived, only thirty seconds had passed.
Any cultivator who can enter this place will not be weak.
In other words, at least five cultivators encountered the Fire Qilin, but they couldn't even hold on for thirty seconds.
"Chase!"
Duan Shuai's eyes focused on a flash of sword intent, and the inner energy of his whole body rolled, resisting the flaming waves surging here, and chasing the remaining aura ahead.
However, Duan Shuai, who had just stepped out, hesitated, turned to look at Duan Lang and Ye Feng who were following behind, and said: "You two stay here, and if you meet other people, don't act rashly. If it doesn't work, just leave."
Lingyun Cave!"
"Dad, let me follow you!" Duan Lang was anxious.
"Why are you following me?" Duan Shuai glared at Duan Lang, but he was very happy in his heart and said: "You are too weak, following me will only become a drag."
"Uncle Duan, then Duan Lang and I will stay here and wait for you!" Ye Feng said with a smile.
"Um!"
Facing Ye Feng's calm gaze, Duan Shuai always felt that something was wrong. In this dangerous Lingyun Cave, how could this person be so calm? Is he so big-hearted?
Now that Ye Feng had spoken, Duan Lang naturally couldn't say anything more and just watched Duan Shuai and others leave.
As soon as Duan Shuai left, Duan Lang quickly approached Ye Feng and said, "Master, let's follow him quickly!"
"No rush!"
Ye Feng turned his head with a smile and looked at the passage behind him, "You've been following me for so long, why don't you come out?"
Anyone else?
Duanlang's expression changed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The person following them must have evil intentions.
"Junior, your perception is very sensitive!"
The old man who had left before slowly walked out of the passage, with a fierce light flowing in his eyes. He looked at the smiling Ye Feng and said coldly: "You are quite courageous. Now that you know we are following you, you still...
Dare to stay!"
Another middle-aged man frowned and stood beside the old man, staring at Ye Feng, filled with doubts. As the old man said, since Ye Feng felt them, why did he break away from Duan Shuai's protection?
Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, turned his head slightly, looked at Duanlang, and said: "Logically speaking, even if they use runes to cover their breath, you should still be able to smell their breath."
Meeting Ye Feng's cold gaze, Duan Lang's expression changed slightly, and he quickly knelt down on one knee, "Master, this subordinate was careless!"
"Don't do this again!"
"Yes, Master!"
The old and middle-aged people were shocked. The only son of Nanling Jianshou actually became the young man in front of him as his master?
"Who are you?"
The old man who originally planned to kill Ye Feng couldn't help but show hesitation.
“Boring!”
Ye Feng shook his head and thrust out his right hand.
"You dare!"
Seeing that Ye Feng dared to take action first, the old man laughed angrily, his left hand turned into a claw, and the curls of internal force were like real substance, and he clasped Ye Feng's Tianling Cap.
The middle-aged man's face was full of doubts. When he saw Duan Lang kneeling on one knee with a sarcastic face, his heart skipped a beat, "Something's wrong!"
"You don't overestimate your capabilities!"
With a sneer on his lips, Ye Feng stretched out his right hand like a bolt of lightning, breaking through the old man's perception and grabbing his wrist.
"How is that possible?" The old man's face changed drastically, and he felt a sharp pain in his right wrist, as if he had been run over by a heavy truck.
The middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was full of disbelief. In his eyes, Ye Feng grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist and immediately flicked it.
In Ye Feng's hands, the middle-aged man was like a toy. He was thrown high and then hit the ground with a "bang".
The ground cracked and all the bones in the old man's body fell apart.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
The old man's eyes were filled with fear as he watched Ye Feng slowly raise his right foot and step on his head, "I don't believe it!!!"
"boom!!!"
The power of the rolling artistic conception surged out and turned into a bright shield, extremely hard.
"Bang!!!"
The middle-aged man was shocked, "This, this..."
After all, Lao Heng fell from the self-destruction realm of the Yang God Realm. The power of artistic conception once blended with the heaven and earth, which was extremely terrifying. But now, this young man actually stepped on Lao Heng's artistic conception power?
Blood spurts and brains splatter!
"call out!"
The middle-aged man had goosebumps all over his body. Without thinking, he turned around and ran away.
