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Chapter 845 Yu Huan, Director of the Ninth Heavenly Sword of Death!

Ye Feng's punch was not reserved at all and directly penetrated Murong Yu's chest.

A layer of blood mist exploded, and Murong Yu no longer existed, and all the imprints in the mysterious realm of death disappeared.

Then, Ye Feng turned to Zhuge Ke and rushed away like an arrow.

Bang

Zhuge Ke's body exploded with layers of wounds and his body flew backwards.

Ye Feng raised his arms, and a thread of energy locked Zhuge Ke's internal organs.

Rapid,

Like thunder, the purple-red aura with a blazing force fell downwards, piercing through Zhuge Ke's body.

Zhuge Ke's vitality quickly disappeared and finally turned into ashes, and the imprint that existed in the mysterious realm of death disappeared without a trace.

"The last one."

Ye Feng stared at Su Che and could easily guess that this person was related to Mo Qingyan, the guardian of the Suzaku of the Huawu Organization.

Because Su Che’s aura was exactly the same as Mo Qingyan.

"Since you are no longer in this world, just disappear completely." Ye Feng sighed lightly. Among these nine geniuses, the one he regrets the most was Su Che.

He is the youngest and has the highest talent.

If he lived to this day, he would probably have surpassed Mo Qingyan.

only,

Martial arts competition, life and death have always been the norm.

Ye Feng condensed his fist with his five fingers, and all his strength was condensed at one point, and he turned into the air in one step, heading towards Su Che from mid-air.

boom

No surprises.

Ye Feng's terrifying power crushed by, completely exploding Su Che's figure.

As Su Che's figure completely disappeared, the eighth heaven in the mysterious realm of Death also overturned at this moment.

The ninth level of the God of Death, which is the last level of the mysterious realm of Death, is opened

At this time, everyone in the birthday party was full of the scenes of Ye Feng fighting just now.

With one person's strength,

He defeated nine prides of heaven who stood at the top.

This is something that everyone thinks is impossible.

But Ye Feng achieved this unprecedented record in this way

"This Ye Feng has continuously passed through the eighth level of the Mysterious Realm of Death. As long as he breaks through the last level of the world, Ye Feng will become the first person to leave the Mysterious Realm of Death alive."

"Ye Feng's journey can be said to be unstoppable, and all this looks like a dream."

"Why do I feel that this last heaven can't stop Ye Feng?"

"Ye Feng is very strong, so strong that it was beyond everyone's expectations. This time, Hongmen may have miscalculated."

The appearance of Su Che disappearing in Mo Qingyan's mind appeared in Su Qi's mind, showing a relieved smile, and looking at Ye Feng's figure, his expression became more and more firm.

"This guy has actually come to this point."

Even if the white tiger protects the King of Hell, his heartbeat is constantly accelerating.

As long as Ye Feng passes through the ninth heaven of the mysterious realm of death, he will win a great victory.

"Damn it"

The Hongmen leader Jiang Emperor and the Hongmen leader Wei Ziqing had a calm face. He never expected that Ye Feng could actually kill to the ninth level of the God of Death.

The two of them couldn't help but look in the direction of Mr. Hong, with a gloomy expression.

If Ye Feng really lets him break through the Ninth Heaven of Death.

For the Hongmen, it was undoubtedly a devastating blow.

Now Hongmen,

Can't afford to lose

Hong Zijing, the leader of the Hong Sect, also had a very gloomy face. Ye Feng's ability to enter the ninth level of the God of Death was beyond his expectations.

However, Hong Zijing's face remained calm.

Nothing else,

That's because he has absolute confidence in the ninth level of the God of Death.

He firmly believed that no matter how powerful Ye Feng was, he was destined to die in this last level of heaven and could not cross the past.

Just as everyone expects,

Ye Feng stepped into the last heaven of the mysterious realm of death.

In the ninth heaven, there is nothing.

But at this moment,

Ye Feng clearly sensed a very powerful aura, and the pressure this aura put Ye Feng beyond the sum of the first eighth heavens.

Ye Feng's purple gold pupils were completely opened, and he did not dare to relax at all. He was tense of his nerves. His eyes looked deep in the distance. What caught his eyes was a dark cross sword that was inserted directly into the ground like the night.

.

On the black cross sword, there were wisps of terrifying sword energy floating.

With the black cross sword as the center, a terrifying sword field is formed. Anyone who approaches will be torn apart by these bitter sword energy.

Ye Feng's mind trembled, and the purple-red aura around him raged immediately.

These wisps of sword energy are extremely terrifying.

It seemed as if it could cut the sky into two halves.

After a long time, Ye Feng's eyes moved away from the black cross sword and looked at a middle-aged man behind the cross sword.

Compared to the sword energy soaring into the sky and the extremely cold black cross sword, the middle-aged man seemed a little dead, drooping, without a trace of energy and spirit. He was about to be idled, as if he could swallow his last breath at any time.

Regarding Ye Feng's appearance, the middle-aged man raised his eyelids slightly, still not angry. He moved his lips, his voice was like an old ghost, vicissitudes and cold. "For many years, I have been imprisoned here, guarding the God of Death.

The ninth level of the secret realm, you are the second person to come here.”

The second one

Ye Feng followed with all his steps, and the flames in his pupils burned more and more fiercely. He stared at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "Senior is from the Hongmen."

"Hongmen is right? I was the previous leader of the Hongmen." The cold voice of the middle-aged man rang slowly.

As soon as this is said,

Not only Ye Feng,

Everyone in the hall who looked at the ninth heaven in the video was shocked, and their eyes were all looking at the middle-aged man.

"I haven't heard of the previous leader of the Hong Sect, who gave me the terrible feeling. I don't even have the courage to look at this middle-aged man."

"I advise you not to look at this person's eyes. If this person is serious and looks at you, you may have died. People of this generation may not have heard of the reputation of this middle-aged man, but in ten

A few years ago, this middle-aged man was the most beautiful figure in the world. He used his sword skills to kill all the enemies in the world. The Hongmen also gained great reputation under the command of this middle-aged man. Without this middle-aged man,

There is no today's Hongmen. It was only after the middle-aged man abdicated that Hongzijing became the current leader of the Hongmen.

"I understand, this is the sword master Zhuo Yuhuan, who actually exists in this world. Why did he become like this? This is my faith."

"It turned out to be him"

The Suzaku guardian Mo Qingyan and the White Tiger guardian of the Huawu organization stood up at the same time, with great respect in their eyes.

The Hongmen was the most popular in the past, and the sword master Zhuo Yuhuan alone occupied nine points of the glory

If the sword master had not withdrawn from the Hongmen and disappeared, the Hongmen would definitely not be like this now.

Mo Qingyan, the King of Hell, respected the sword master Zhuo Yuhuan, stood up and saluted the man who seemed to have exhausted blood.

Nothing else,

Just because this sword master was for China, he was injured


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