Chapter 470: Cut off 4 limbs!

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At this moment, the Saint King not only felt that his body could not move, but was tightly bound by those invisible ribbons, and his whole body seemed to be in the middle of a terrifying storm, endless pressure, and that storm. The terrible tearing force that came from him made his body bear extremely huge pressure instantly, as if it might be destroyed at any time!

In the next moment, the look of Saint Prince completely changed and became extremely ugly. The look of horror was beyond words. The whole body was trembling constantly, and his complexion was extremely pale. His eyes looked at Ye Feng, whose body was still motionless at this moment. With an unbelievable look, he said: "How is it possible? Why is your Zhenwu Eightfold cultivation base so terrifying?"

Ye Feng didn't speak, just looking at the holy king who was struggling at this moment, just like watching a beaming clown. Once, how high his holy king was, at that time Ye Feng was just a small person in his eyes. He didn't bother to kill Ye Feng by himself.

It was not until Ye Feng showed his sharp edge on the imperial list, seized the first place, and killed the son of the saint king, Zhao Xing, that his saint king really began to pay attention to Ye Feng, but Ye Feng was early after winning the first place It has been famous all over the world, and possesses a certain strength, and Tian Xuanwu Palace regards it as a hope for the future.

At that time, the Saint Prince found that it was not so easy for him to kill Ye Feng, and he began to regret why he did not kill Ye Feng himself. If that were the case, his son Zhao Xing would not have died.

However, Saint Prince was still proud, thinking that he was so powerful that he wanted Ye Feng's life to be only a matter of time. However, it was not until this moment that the Saint King knew how outrageous he was. Ye Feng’s growth rate has surpassed his imagination. He didn’t know how many people were caught. In just two years, Ye Feng’s had gone from being unknown. , The youth who is called the waste of cultivation by the world has grown to a point beyond the reach of the Holy Prince. What kind of enchanting existence is this!

At this moment, even if Ye Feng stood still and let his Holy Prince attack, his Holy Prince could not do it. He was easily restrained. At this moment, there was a feeling of being oppressed to death by that terrifying coercion. The gap was irreparable!

This appalling scene made many people stunned. The eyes looking at Ye Feng were filled with unbelievable luster, especially the people of Zhao Guo. In their impression, Ye Feng was just a junior with a certain talent. However, no matter how powerful the talent is, it is not qualified to be compared with these giants.

But the scene before them let them know that their thoughts were wrong. The strength of the young man in front of them has grown to an unimaginable level. Even the mighty saint king looks like an ant in front of him. control. This kind of strength can hardly be described as simply powerful.

Ye Feng didn't care about the gazes the people cast at him. His cold eyes were always fixed on the face of the saint prince. The gaze was as sharp as a blade and seemed to be able to penetrate the saint prince's body. The holy prince's body trembled fiercely again, saying: "Let go of me, or the holy envoy will not let you go!"

Saint Prince knew that he was no longer Ye Feng's opponent, so he carried out the two black-robed middle-aged men behind him, trying to make Ye Feng retreat.

However, Ye Feng didn't seem to have heard his words, and said coldly: "Holy envoy? What kind of thing, today you kill my colleagues, hurt my friends, and anyone who participated in this battle, don't want to live. left!"

Ye Feng's voice is extremely strong, with overbearing intentions. He said: "Those who participate in this battle, no one should want to leave alive."

The self-confidence of this voice made the eyes of many powerful people in the royal family slightly condensed, and then, a touch of sarcasm appeared on the faces of most people.

They knew how terrifying the strength of those two Saint Envoys was, and ordinary Divine Martial Realm powerhouses were absolutely not opponents of such people, so let's not talk about younger generations like Ye Feng.

It is terrible that Ye Feng still said such arrogant words. If the holy envoy takes action, does Ye Feng have a reason to survive?

"Crack!"

However, without waiting for the crowd to think more, they heard a clear sound of bone fracture, and the next moment came a very screaming sound.

The crowd's gaze turned, and they saw a cold glow shining, an arm was thrown from the body of the holy prince, and blood rushed out of the wound.

Saint Prince's body trembled violently, his face paled as he looked at the wound that kept leaking blood. Unexpectedly, after he proposed the name of the envoy, Ye Feng would still cut off one of his arms.

At this moment, many people's expressions were stunned. No matter what, the Holy Prince was also the king of the dynasty, with supreme authority. Now Ye Feng had his arm cut off by Ye Feng, which made them somewhat unacceptable for a while.

"This arm was cut by my parents. Back then, you used despicable means to frame my parents. Now, it's time to liquidate!"

Ye Feng looked at the saint prince who was constantly in the body at this moment, and he spoke coldly, with only indifference in his pupils.

After listening to Ye Feng's words, the crowd trembled, and the memory seemed to go back to twelve years ago, and the figure of Marshal Ye Zhen involuntarily appeared in their minds.

The fact that the Holy Prince framed Ye Zhen is no longer a secret in the imperial city. It is well known to everyone. Now, Ye Feng has revenge, and it is not an exaggeration to cut the Holy Prince's arm.

As soon as the voice fell, the crowd saw another dazzling glow, blood blooming, and the holy king screamed. His other arm was not spared, and it was severed by Ye Feng.

"This arm was cut by my Ye family. Back then, my Ye family was loyal to the royal family. Several outstanding generals came out of the family and made great achievements for Zhao Guo. However, it was only because of your repeated persecution. My Ye family was destroyed, and Ye Feng’s people died innocently."

Ye Feng's eyes were like torches, and he said coldly, and there seemed to be a chilly breath released on his body, which made the surrounding space seem to become cold, causing many people to shiver involuntarily.

The Saint Prince's body kept trembling, and the forces that bound his body had disappeared. His steps could not help but back up again and again. When he looked at Ye Feng with a strong sense of dread, he still said in resentment: "Ye Feng, you Cut my arms, you must die!"

"Ha!"

However, as soon as the voice of the Holy Prince fell, I heard a sound of metal cutting through the air, and what came was the scream of the Holy Prince!

Hearing this sound, the scalps of many people at the scene numb, and the arms of the saint prince have been killed by Ye Feng, what else can he do?

They really couldn't bear to watch, many people simply closed their eyes. But most of the people's eyes were still open. They saw that under Ye Feng's blow, one of the lower legs of the saint prince was chopped off, and his body fell to the ground feebly, suffering incomparably.

"This calf was cut by your friend Qin Yanran. As the prince on the spot, the Zhenwu pinnacle powerhouse, you didn't know the shame to bully Qin Yanran and severely wound it. If I didn't appear in time, the consequences would be feared. Unthinkable!"

Ye Feng spoke to the holy king on the ground, and the hatred in his eyes had not diminished at all. He knew that the other party led the powerhouses of the imperial city to come to Kangpinghou to make such killings in order to attract him.

Once he fell under the hands of the Saint Prince and others, his fate may be much more miserable than the current Saint Prince. In this case, Ye Feng is so kind to the Saint Prince!

"Stop!"

A voice of indifference came out. One of the middle-aged people in the black robe spoke. In any case, the Holy Prince also came with them. Now that Ye Feng is so devastated, their faces are also blank. .

Ye Feng looked at the black robe powerhouse who spoke, and then he saw his palm lifted up, and the cold sharp air filled the palm, cutting through the void under the gaze of the crowd!

"you dare!"

Seeing that Ye Feng ignored his warning and still launched an attack on the Holy Prince, the black-robed middle-aged man became a little angry and yelled at Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng was completely unmoved, and the palm of his hand like a blade had already landed on the other calf of the Saint Prince.

The scream of screams from the Holy Prince's mouth again ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and he passed out!

How miserable he was cut off his limbs, perhaps, in the mind of the Holy King, he never thought that one day he would end up like this.

"The last calf was chopped off by these dead colleagues. All the limbs that were chopped off are what you deserved. Get out!"

Ye Feng's voice was thunderous, trembling in the eardrums of the crowd, and then he saw the soles of his feet lifted up, and then kicked the incomplete body of the saint prince.

The immense strength caused many low-level real martial artists to be overturned to the ground. Looking at the miserable holy king at this moment, they only felt their scalp numb, as if a bone-to-earth chill penetrated into the body, and the body trembled involuntarily. stand up.

"A very spicy method!"

Seeing this scene, the top powers in the imperial city couldn't help but trembled. The saint prince is such a character, a generation of heroes, only because he offended a young junior, he was cut off his limbs, and if he does not die, he will live in this world. .

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but imagine that if they offend Ye Feng, would they also receive the same treatment?