Chapter 1393: Yin Ghost God King Ling's suck...

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These people wanted to kill him, Ye Feng naturally did not have any kind of politeness. A palm print was shot, and the terrifying life and death attribute force spewed out, making the power of this palm not know how strong it was.

In the next moment, only a terrible blast sounded, and the attack of the three strong men in front was instantly swallowed by Ye Feng's palm, but the destructive power integrated on the palm prints still did not diminish, making the three strong The look of the reader was shocked.

Seeing that the palm prints were enlarged in the pupils of the three of them, they were of no avail. Between the electric light and flint, that terrible big palm print fell on their bodies, causing the three people to scream instantly, directly at Under such a palm print, he was shocked and flew out, smashing and breaking a large piece of trees in front of him.

Under the destructive power of the palm print, two strong men died immediately. Although the remaining one was not dead, the terrible destructive power also shattered the meridian bones in his body, and he could only be a useless person in the future!

Seeing that Ye Feng had such a terrifying attack power, the eyes of the rest of the strong men were frozen for a while, and it seemed that he did not expect such a result.

Only one person said incredulously: "When he took the task before, didn't he mean that he was also at the level of the Sixth and Seventh Level of the Ghost King? How could it be so powerful? Have we been deceived?"

After the words of this strong man were said, the faces of the other strong men also appeared incomprehensible. Young Master Lin did say that before. If not, they would think twice when taking on this task.

"Om!"

A soft sound came out, and I saw the light shining between Ye Feng's palms, and a silver spear appeared directly between Ye Feng's palms, with bright flowers shining.

The power released from the tip of the gun is that terrifying, a sharp spear light kills, and the entire space trembles wherever it goes, and the speed of the spear light simply exceeds the distance of the space.

When it came, the strong man didn't even react to what was going on, and he had already been pierced by Ye Feng's gun.

The blood burst out, and the body of the strong man couldn't help but tremble, and the expression on his face appeared unbelievable.

He couldn't help but lowered his head slightly and looked at the blood hole in his chest that was the size of a bowl.

The body couldn't help falling straight down. When he was dying, his eyes were not closed, and he couldn't catch his eyes.

"Zi!"

This scene could not help causing the rest of the strong on the scene to take a breath. Even if they were replaced by such an attack, they were also unstoppable. It can only be said that Ye Feng's attack power was too strong.

"It's a long way from you people who want to take my life!"

Ye Feng stood with a gun and glanced at the strong people, full of cold colors.

Immediately, before these people took the initiative to launch an attack, the long spear in Ye Feng's hand swept out directly, and the sharp spear light came across the space!

Those strong men have released their strongest offensive power to resist, but the strength of Ye Feng, who has turned into a **** of death at this moment, is really terrifying.

At this point, the spear light seemed to be able to swallow everything, and instantly swallowed the attacks of the two strong men in front of me. I waited for the two strong men to react, and the spear light had arrived and cut their bodies directly. It's in two pieces.

Even before the screaming sound could be heard, he had already lost his life.

"How can this person's strength be so abnormal? It seems that even if we are added together, it may not be his opponent. I really don't know how far his specific cultivation level has reached!"

Another strong man retreated, looking at Ye Feng in amazement and said.

At this moment, they were really a little scared. In their opinion, even if a young man under twenty years old had defeated Young Master Lin before, it was impossible for them to join forces.

Until now, they did not think that they were grossly wrong, but now it is obviously too late for them to regret it.

Ye Feng didn't give them a chance at all. The silver gentian spear in his hand was like a life harvester. Every attack released could completely engulf a person's body.

This made the faces of those strong men desperate. They could not see any hope. Perhaps Ye Feng's strength plus the same number of people as them at the moment would not be Ye Feng's opponent.

It seems that they are aware of Ye Feng's strength, and two strong men tried to take the opportunity to escape, but they had no chance.

The long spear in Ye Feng's hand seemed to have its own sight, blocking the way for everyone to escape.

Whoever escapes will be directly punishable, and those who do not escape will be inevitably killed.

So, when these people tried to kill Ye Feng, their fate was already doomed.

Ye Feng doesn't care whether these people are desperate or not. For those who want to kill him, he has never been merciful.

As the spear light he stabbed continuously came down, the body of a strong man began to gradually fall in a pool of blood.

An extremely terrifying **** air wafted throughout the dense forest, which brought this gloomy atmosphere to the extreme.

"squeak!"

Along with Ye Feng another spear light, another enemy's body fell down. This was also the last remaining enemy in the field. On the ground, there were a dozen corpses lying downside down. The blood stained the earth red, looking so tragic.

Ye Feng's robe is stained with blood at this moment, which can better show that kind of atmosphere, but the blood is not his, but those strong men who have been killed by him.

It can be said that although the number of opponents occupies an absolute advantage, no one can really contend with Ye Feng.

Today's Ye Feng, even though he only has the cultivation base of King Wu's Seventh Realm, but with his outstanding leapfrog challenge ability, killing people at the same level is like cutting melons and vegetables.

"Good marksmanship!"

However, just as Ye Feng wanted to leave this place, there was such a voice from a prescription in the dense forest. There was a bit of coldness in the voice.

"Who?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but ask, it is definitely not easy for someone who can escape his sight and appear here.

"We meet again!"

And just as Ye Feng was wondering, a figure appeared out of thin air not far in front of Ye Feng, with a terrible ghost lingering all over his body.

Ye Feng looked around and suddenly found that the person who said these words was the majestic middle-aged man in the Nether Temple.

At this moment, the majestic middle-aged man still kept looking at Ye Feng, as if he wanted to search for something.

"Why did you come here suddenly?"

Ye Feng looked calm and unhurried, and asked the majestic middle-aged man.

"I want to take something off of you, and then leave after taking it. I wonder if you are willing to make it happen?"

The majestic middle-aged man said to Ye Feng, his words were justified.

"what?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly and asked, the first time he saw someone asking him for something, he would still be so confident.

"The ghost **** God King Ling on you is handed over, this item temple needs it!"

That majestic middle-aged strong man directly stated his request~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It turned out to be the ghost of the ghost gods who wanted Ye Feng.

This also made Ye Feng feel very strange. He had already stored the Yingui Shenwangling in the storage ring. How did the other party discover it?

"This token does not belong to me, you may have misunderstood it."

Ye Feng responded with a smile. The cultivation base of this majestic middle-aged powerhouse had reached the peak of the ghost king. Chi Li was not comparable to those people.

Therefore, Ye Feng didn't want to go head-on with the opponent either.

"It's useless to lie, the ghost king is in your storage ring, don't you dare to admit it?"

The majestic middle-aged look of that Nether Temple became a little cold, and said to Ye Feng indifferently.

"This thing belongs to me personally. I am not a disciple of Yinyin Temple, although I am not obliged to give this thing to you. I'm sorry."

Ye Feng said in a cold voice, he was not ready to hand over the Yin Ghost God King Ling to these people.