Chapter 4485: Heavenly Book and Iron Painting
"What do you want to do?"
Ye Feng carried the man with squinting eyes and looked at the ugly-looking men in short-sleeved shirts.
"You, who are you!"
The short-sleeved man trembled. He felt great danger from Ye Feng. Even though Ye Feng was only at the fifth level of his magical power, and he was already at the peak of his magical power, such a gap in realm made him feel insecure at all.
In the land of Tianfu, geniuses are very common, especially among those who are orthodox, there are always some monsters who defy heaven, and this is obviously the case with the man in front of him!
"It seems you didn't understand the situation." .π .
Ye Feng looked at the short-sleeved man indifferently. He was not satisfied with the other person's answer.
"I am asking the question now, and you have only two choices, answer, or die!"
After the words fell, the man with squinting eyes in Ye Feng's hand suddenly shook, and then his body became completely limp.
"Dick!"
The eyes of the short-sleeved man instantly turned red. This was his brother who had been born and died for decades, and now he died like this in front of him. He died worthlessly, like an insect that had been trampled to death!
"Boy, you didn't understand the situation!"
The short-sleeved man had endless killing intent in his eyes, "I just don't want to waste the treasure, but now you have made the most serious mistake, you must die!"
"Is it?"
Ye Feng shrugged indifferently, "I really want to see your methods."
"as you wish!"
The short-sleeved man gritted his teeth and took out a scroll. The material of this scroll was very special, it seemed to be pieces of steel.
As the scroll unfolded, Ye Feng saw a lifelike black gun, as if it really existed.
And this spear gave Ye Feng an unusual feeling, making him feel a little bit dangerous.
"interesting."
The corners of Ye Feng's mouth raised slightly.
"Boy
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, die to me, no one under the Qi Sect can stop the Heavenly Book and Iron Painting, not even the genius! "
The short-sleeved man roared with murderous intent, and the power in his body poured into the steel scroll. The black gun in the painting lit up, and the steel scroll began to search, as if it was integrated into the black gun.
In the blink of an eye, the steel scroll disappeared, and instead, a dazzling black gun appeared in the sky, exuding monstrous killing power, and burst towards Ye Feng.
"interesting."
The light in Ye Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he could see that this black gun was a method he had never seen before, Hua Dao.
All the power of the black spear comes from that painting. The short-sleeved man unfolds the steel scroll, and the steel condenses into the shape of the spear, and the black spear in the painting becomes the soul of the spear.
In this way, a complete and real spear appeared.
But this is a gun in the picture after all. Maybe because it has been around for too long, Ye Feng can feel the fragility of this black gun, and I am afraid it will dissipate after one hit.
"It would be great if it could always exist. I would really like to study this way of painting."
Ye Feng whispered in his mouth, and slashed out the Po Xu Sword in his hand calmly. The moment it was slashed out, bright lightning flashes appeared on the blade.
"A sword that breaks the sky, thunder from the sky!"
Ye Feng combined the Po Xu Sword Technique with the Divine Sky Thunder. The power of this sword was so terrifying that the space collapsed under the blade.
"laugh!"
The Poxu sword collided with the black gun, and a huge force surged in. Ye Feng's body shook, and his eyes lit up with sharp light.
In front, fine cracks appeared on the black gun, spreading throughout the gun body in the blink of an eye.
The big man in short sleeves and others are unbelievable
Under his gaze, the black gun suddenly shattered and turned into pieces of iron that fell into the grassland below.
"No, it's impossible!"
The short-sleeved man's face was full of horror, "How can the fifth level of supernatural power block the Heavenly Book and Iron Painting? How can you be such a monster!"
The purple-robed man and the other two companions all had expressions of disbelief on their faces. They couldn't believe the scene in front of them. The shock brought by Ye Feng was greater than the death of the man with squinting eyes.
"Nothing is Impossible."
Ye Feng spoke calmly, took a step forward, and appeared not far away from the short-sleeved man and the others. With just one step, he covered a distance of dozens of miles.
The short-sleeved man and others widened their eyes again. Although Ye Feng seemed to be traveling through space and moving instantly, they knew that this was absolutely impossible. It was impossible to master the power of space in the magical realm.
Therefore, Ye Feng's flash-like ability was simply because he was too fast and their eyes could not keep up with Ye Feng's speed.
"This strength is really comparable to the airbender realm..."
The short-sleeved man's face twitched, and he knew that he had lost, completely.
From the moment they selected Ye Feng and planned to seize the orthodox identity, their fate was already doomed.
Ye Feng and Miss Murong may really be the orthodox newcomers who entered Tianfu Cave for the first time, but Ye Feng's strength is very terrifying and cannot be coveted by those in the magical realm.
"Do you see the situation clearly now?"
Ye Feng's voice sounded again, and he had appeared in front of the short-sleeved man and others.
"You, what do you want."
The short-sleeved man felt his mouth go dry. Looking at Ye Feng in front of him, he didn't have the slightest courage to take action.
"Let me guess, you are the thieves and want to take away our legitimate identity?"
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r\u003eYe Feng touched his chin and asked.
"yesβ¦β¦"
The short-sleeved man was silent for a moment, then nodded in recognition.
"Your Excellency, we are ignorant of the truth and have offended you. We hope that you will forgive us."
The short-sleeved man then spoke, "We are willing to make compensation. We just ask you to spare our lives."
"You want to kill me, but you still want to live?"
"Sir, you are new here, so you shouldn't make too many enemies."
The short-sleeved man had a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead. He looked at Ye Feng and said cautiously: "Your Excellency can certainly kill us, but we are actually members of the Dao Slayer. If you kill us, the Dao Slayer will never give up."
"We have already lost a brother and the price we have paid is enough. There is no need for you to do everything."
Having said this, the short-sleeved man seemed to have more confidence. He looked directly into Ye Feng's eyes and asked, "What do you think?"
"I do not think so."
Ye Feng looked at the short-sleeved man indifferently and stared into his eyes, "No matter what your confidence is, killing the Taoist sect or giving birth to the Taoist sect, it doesn't matter."
"You are not a good person. If I let you go now, you will definitely take revenge in the future."
Hearing this, the short-sleeved man's expression froze, he was seen through.
Indeed, the short-sleeved man had always thought of compromising for the time being, saving his life, and taking revenge on Ye Feng in the future.
After all, he was the one who valued the most friendship. Di Sha had been his brother for decades, and now he was killed by the young boy in front of him. How could he be indifferent, how could he not avenge Di Sha!
"Sir, how is this possible?"
The short-sleeved man laughed dryly, and the cold sweat on his forehead became more intense. "With your strength, it won't be long before you become famous in the world. How can I have the courage to retaliate against you?"
