Ye Feng understood. Obviously, the matter between himself and Qingyunmen had already reached here.

If Nanhu became the territory of the Great Sui, then the corpse gate would still face the same fate, subject to the control of the night wind.

Although they will still resist then, but when the time comes, they should feel that it is better to resist now.

This is probably the cause of everything.

Knowing this, Ye Rong sneered.

"Being uncontrolled is not something you can say, but I have the final say. The extent to which I am restrained depends on what I mean. All you can choose is in resistance. There is no third way to perish or survive in peace."

"Really?" The elder of the corpse gate grinned grimly, his face was so ugly that it was earth-shattering, and it was even more horrible, and said coldly: "There is a third way, right now this way will appear, right?"

"Oh?" Of course, Ye Feng knew what he was talking about. The elders of the Four Sects were very arrogant!

"What is this third way?" Ye Feng asked knowingly.

The elder chasing the corpse gate is also very cooperative, "Killing you is the third way?"

"A very good idea, in view of the fact that you have provided such a good idea, I will grant you to drive the corpse door to extinction!"

"Hehe, see the real chapter under your hand!"

As soon as the elder of the chase gate fell off, a walking corpse was sacrificed by him.

Ye Feng Shunyan looked at the walking corpse, and immediately felt a strong murderous aura on the walking corpse, and he was instantly taken aback.

As the corpse itself had no consciousness, the murderous aura could not be retained. No matter how many people were killed during his lifetime, the murderous aura would slowly disappear from the moment of death, but this walking corpse was retained.

It can be seen that this walking corpse has killed too many people in his lifetime, and cannot be eliminated in a short time.

At the same time, the elder of the corpse gate is also very clever in refining, which can preserve the murderous aura that has not been dispersed.

The murderous aura on this walking corpse was not as good as Ye Feng admitted. After all, he personally killed not many people.

Seeing Ye Feng's surprised eyes, the elder chasing the corpse door couldn't help but smile secretly: "Do you know who this walking corpse is?"

Ye Feng Shun looked at the look of the walking corpse, which was very different from the ordinary walking corpse.

He is holding a square painted halberd, wearing a purple gold crown with three-pointed hair, hanging Xichuan red brocade robe on his body, wearing a beast-face swallowed head armor, a lean and exquisite lion belt on his waist, and an eight-backed flag on his back. Majestic and majestic.

Such a specific appearance made Ye Feng immediately think of a person, Lu Bu!

Looking at Ye Feng's surprised gaze, Elder Chushimen believed that he recognized it.

Immediately, he also smiled smugly, and said to himself: "You guessed it, this is Lu Bu."

"I didn't have the actual strength of today, but Lu Bu was much stronger than I am now, and this strength is a complete physical strength."

His powerful body is really an excellent material for walking corpses, because I can't beat it, but I can only wait.

After Lu Bu died in battle, I dug his grave the next day. I have been refining and upgrading it for thousands of years. Today's walking corpse Lu Bu is much better than before.

I don't even know how strong it is.

Listening to the talk by the elders of the corpse door, it seems that an artist is very satisfied with his work.

Ye Feng did feel the power of this walking corpse, but after a few thoughts, he got crooked.

Fang Tian's painted halberd flew up and down in the hands of the walking corpse Lu Bu, waving airtight.

The gusts of gusts were waved out, violently swept across the night wind.

When the wind was like a knife, when the wind blew past, the corners of his clothes were directly torn, and the body guarded by the skill was still cut to pieces, and the blood stains disappeared.

As the old guy said, Lu Buzhiqiang didn't even know about it.

Ye Feng couldn't see it, but according to his estimation, the current walking dead Lu Bu, in terms of hard power, is definitely not under the killing of Qianmo.

After all, Lv Bu was already very strong back then, and he was also the number one master in the late Han Dynasty. His physical strength would not be lower than the current Yue Fei and Xu Da, and his foundation was excellent.

Now it has been refining for thousands of years by the Great Elder of the Chase Gate. This is almost equivalent to the thousand years of human cultivation, and it is no longer the same as the real Lu Bu.

In other words, the walking corpses are dead after all, and without the control of the controller, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

But in the body of the walking corpse Lu Bu, Ye Feng felt a trace of self-thinking. This feeling was the sixth sense, but it was actually logical.

Because when Lu Bu wielded the Fangtian painting halberd, it was a military commander's move on the battlefield. This move was not made by the elder of the corpse gate, but was completely autonomous.

This is completely different from ordinary walking zombies, ordinary walking zombs that no one controls, they can only scratch and bite this very basic and instinctive attack method.

But Lu Bu, the walking dead, is so different.

"Isn't Lu Bu's soul completely dissipated? Instead, he clung to himself, a walking corpse that could no longer be called a physical body, and kept it?"

Ye Feng thought so, if that were the case, the fun would be great.

It's a pity that he doesn't have too much time for thinking right now.

Faced with Lu Bu's violent offensive, Ye Feng had to deal with it wholeheartedly.

The combination of the strength of the kendo's close attack and the sharpness of the Xuanyuan Sword, the combination of the two, has always been unfavorable in close combat.

From Ye Feng's point of view, even if it is difficult to deal with the walking corpse Lu Bu, it shouldn't be a problem to cut off his Fang Tian painted halberd first.

However, what surprised him was that his melee attack, which was invincible, was a bit naive when using Lu Bu's fierce moves in front of him.

This is not to say that there is a problem with his sword-cutting method, but that Lu Bu's halberd technique seems to be in the same vein as his philosophy of sword-cutting.

At the same time, because Lü Bu practiced and took longer to comprehend, this practice is much more brilliant than Ye Feng is now.

Moreover, Lu Bu seems to know the sharpness of the Xuanyuan Sword, and has never pitted it against Xuanyuan Sword. Every sword cut by Yefeng seems to be cut on cotton, and he has faced Fang Tian’s painted halberd countless times, but he didn’t get it. It chopped off.

In the final analysis, the effect of force is mutual. There is no reaction force. No matter how great the force is, it will be for nothing. No matter how sharp a sword is, it cannot be used, just like no matter how sharp it is, it is impossible to cut the water flow.

Of course, the night wind would have reached the point where it could cut water with a knife, and even the air could tear.

Because this is not an ordinary sharp sword, but a divine sword, and at the same time, his own cultivation level can no longer be summarized by humans, but a monk.

Even so, it still doesn't get rid of the rule that the effect of force is mutual, because even air has a reactionary force, but it is very small.

As for Lu Bu, when his Fang Tian painted halberd touches Yefeng Xuanyuan Sword, the reaction force is countless times smaller than the air, and once it does not come into contact with Xuanyuan Sword, the attack released is Extremely powerful.

Strength! Skill! This is the combination of absolute skill and strength.

Ye Feng's heart was shocked, and at the same time, it was accompanied by surprises!

He had made a crooked idea before and wanted to make the walking corpse Lu Buna his own, but now he saw that she was powerful. This idea is firmer.

However, it is too difficult to plunder Lu Bu through normal channels. No, it should be said that it is basically impossible. Under close combat, the current night wind is not enough for him to fight, but the long-range thought of this, the night wind quickly retreated. The fingerprints were flipped, and he thought of using the Finger of Destruction.

However, his handprint was only halfway through, and he saw Lu Bu wave Fang Tian's halberd, and the fierce whirlwind swept over him, directly interrupting his handwork.

"Paralysis, so cruel!"

Because of his handprints, Yefeng's evasion was not so thorough. The clothes on his body were almost torn apart. He cursed, and just withdrew.

Seeing Ye Feng suffer a loss, everyone present was happy in their hearts.

Although they could not see clearly the battle between Ye Feng and Lu Bu, the scene where Ye Feng retreated, they also knew something.

"I thought the night wind was so powerful, but that's all!"