Chapter 157 Lin Qingjie's Death

"kill!"

After shouting angrily, Ye Feng jumped into the crowd and fired more than ten punches in succession. Countless dazzling fist shadows were as fast as lightning and struck out from all directions towards the warriors surrounding him. Situ Reading 520 official website

Rumble.

The shadow of the fist flashed past, and no one was an enemy of his punch. The seven or eight children of the four major families around him were blasted into corpses before they even had time to scream.

There were continuous screams on the mountain peaks, broken limbs and broken arms flying, and blood spraying like a fountain.

The blood stained the entire area red, which was shocking.

Lin Qingjie's eyes were full of horror when he saw the massacre like a wolf entering a herd of sheep.

This result was something he could never have imagined.

"This... is absolutely impossible!"

he muttered to himself.

With one punch, he forced back three of the top ten masters on the yellow list, and even blew one of them up in the air, and then started a massacre. With such strength, Hua Tiancheng would probably be hard-pressed to do it.

"The power of artistic conception..."

"He has understood the power of artistic conception. How can you provoke this person?"

Zhuge Chengyun, who was extremely lucky, glanced at the scattered corpses on the ground. There was fear in his eyes, and then he swayed and retreated directly towards the hillside in the opposite direction.

"Zhuge Chengyun, even if Ye Feng understands the power of artistic conception, it is obviously impossible to inspire a second punch in a short time. If you and I join forces, we may not be defeated." Seeing Zhuge Chengyun flinch, Lin Qingjie's expression changed. Very embarrassed.

"As long as you kill this person, everything will be yours." He shouted through gritted teeth.

Zhuge Chengyun can leave, but Lin Qingjie cannot. In other words, Ye Feng could let Zhuge Chengyun go, but he would never let Lin Qingjie go.

He and Ye Feng were in a fight to the death. That's why Lin Qingjie said such words.

However, such temptation could not turn Zhuge Chengyun's figure around.

He was completely frightened by the punch just now and lost the courage to fight against Ye Feng.

Even if Ye Feng possesses the treasure that allows a warrior to become a god in one step, he cannot inspire Zhuge Chengyun's majesty.

The most precious treasure must be enjoyed with life.

"You cowardless person, it's no wonder that you are still sixth on the yellow list."

Lin Qingjie cursed loudly. He knew that Zhuge Chengyun could no longer turn around and fight to the death, so he could only stir up his body and fly towards Ye Feng.

The long sword in his hand drew countless sword flowers in an instant.

"Ye Feng, your punch containing the power of artistic conception just now was indeed powerful, but obviously you can't use it a second time. Now, let's see what other methods you have. Go to hell!"

"Killing you is like killing a dog. Why does it require the power of artistic conception?"

Ye Feng sneered and raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "As long as you can catch my punch, I, Lord Ye Feng, will spare your life."

"What?"

Lin Qingjie's face darkened when he heard this.

A few months ago, Ye Feng was still an ant that was not in his eyes, but now he actually doesn't care about him anymore.

No matter how strong he is, if he doesn't use the power of artistic conception, it would be wishful thinking to defeat him with one blow.

"Lin Qingjie, you are always against me. I would never let you go."

Ye Feng's face was extremely cold and he said calmly: "However, God has the virtue of good life. Now I will give you a chance. I will only punch you once. If you don't die, you will be lucky."

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged, and his true energy soared into the sky.

"Die!"

Uh-huh!

Ye Feng's body passed over the heads of several aristocratic family members, flew into the sky above Lin Qingjie like lightning, and crushed them down with a punch.

"The Lion's Storm"

This time, Ye Feng used the most powerful move in the "Fist of the King of Beasts". A majestic lion king suddenly appeared in mid-air, roaring to the sky, causing rolling waves, and hooded Lin Qingjie.

Only earth-level martial arts can stimulate the phantom of vitality, and with Ye Feng's power, combined with the earth-level martial arts, the power of a powerful blow can be imagined.

"Even if you practice earth-level martial arts, you can't even think of killing me with one punch!"

Facing the overwhelming shadow of the Lion King, Lin Qingjie's eyes showed a trace of panic. Then his face became very solemn, his body became more powerful, and his powerful energy also began to gather in his fists.

After roaring angrily, he launched his fists like dragons out of the sea, directly hitting the shadow falling above his head.

boom!

Two figures intersect up and down.

The air waves triggered by the collision of vitality knocked over many warriors around them, and the shocking explosion made many people's heads buzz.

Click!

The rock beneath his feet cracked with a soft sound, and thick cracks spread rapidly around.

Lin Qingjie was suppressed by a powerful force. His whole body was shaken violently and he vomited blood. His body sank instantly and his waist was directly inserted into the rock.

His head hung softly, and almost all the bones below the chest were smashed into pieces by the huge force. After spitting out a series of blood bubbles, his lifeless eyes finally dimmed and lost their life luster.

One punch.

Without using the power of artistic conception, he only used one punch to kill Lin Qingjie, who was ninth on the yellow list.

The entire mountain peak was silent. The only dozen or so disciples from the four major families had dull eyes. Everyone seemed to be petrified. They didn't know whether to continue the attack or disperse and run for their lives.

Under the gazes of ghosts, Ye Feng turned his eyes and scanned these children of unknown aristocratic families.

He spoke coldly.

"If you want to survive, hand over your storage ring."

No one dares to disobey.

Among the three masters who led the team to encircle and suppress Ye Feng, Zhuge Chengyun was frightened and fled early. The remaining Shangguan Zheng and Lin Qingjie were each killed by Ye Feng with one punch. The remaining ten people present were intimidated by Ye Feng. Under the gaze, his legs and feet were already weak with fear.

More than a dozen people sent the storage rings to Ye Feng one after another. There were even a few wise people who searched for the storage rings on the corpses killed by Ye Feng and turned them over.

"Whoever knows the whereabouts of Hua Tianli can get his storage ring back."

After a while, Ye Feng had more than thirty storage rings in his hand.

"Young Master Ye, after Hua Tianli entered the secret realm, he quickly contacted the people of Feiyun Sect. Now he should follow Lu Yuanhong and the others to the central ancient palace. As long as Young Master Ye keeps going deep, he will definitely meet them in the ancient palace."

One of the disciples from an aristocratic family thought about it for a while, then stepped forward and said.

Ye Feng nodded and let him retrieve his storage ring.

"Who else has seen the third prince and the seventh princess?" Ye Feng wanted to leave, but suddenly thought of something and continued to ask.

"Reporting to Mr. Ye, the third prince and the seventh princess are walking together with other princes and nobles. These people will not go deep into the secret realm. They should still be in the outermost area at the moment, and there will not be any blind warriors to provoke them, so they should It's safe and sound. When the secret realm is closed in a few days, it will be automatically transported out." Another member of the family replied.

Hearing this man's answer, Ye Feng felt a lot more at ease.

There are many monsters and beasts in the depths of the secret realm. Based on Huo Jing'er's strength, it can be said that it is difficult to move even an inch.

The third prince possesses a superb spiritual sword, but at best he can barely protect himself.

It's best if they don't go deep...