The pride and lofty ambitions in the five people's hearts were ignited, and their blood was boiling, and the killing intent was condensed into substance.

"Since you are not afraid, then kill them all to me, trample on their blood, trample on their bones, and kill!"

Ye Feng screamed, and the five were like five hungry wolves, without fear, they rushed directly into the crowd and began to kill unscrupulously.

Baiqiu and others have long been holding back their anger. How much humiliation they have suffered over the years, many of them are the disciples of these big sects. They don’t treat them as human beings at all. They can be released once today, and the humiliation of these years will be all Blessed on top of weapons.

Facing the five wolves, more than 30 people were completely caught off guard. In terms of realm, Baiqiu and others had already climbed to the middle stage of the sixth stage of Shenwu, except for not reaching the seventh stage of Shenwu.

This time, the cultivation in the gravity room caused Huang Tian and others' cultivation to skyrocket. Coupled with desperate attacks, the Yuan Dynasty imperial family couldn't react for a while. They went through such a brutal life and death hunt.

Gabon’s knives are the most terrifying. As soon as the knives come out, they will evolve into the red knives of the city, which can affect the spirit of people.

"Crack!"

The first corpse appeared and fell under a hatchet in Gabon.

But soon, the imperial family of the Yuan Dynasty reacted and began to fight back. After all, they had an absolute advantage in numbers, with an average of six people dealing with one person. Even if they could leapfrog the challenge, they couldn't even fight against six people.

Ye Feng shot, with a point of his finger, a young man from the Yuan Dynasty royal family of Shenwu Sixth Layer, directly turned into a pile of minced meat, constantly wriggling above the void.

"kill!"

The terrifying killing intent was spreading, and Ye Feng's divine sense always paid attention to the Shenwu Seventh Layer who had not shot, so he did not use the killing sword, but used the air flame fingers to attack from a distance.

Whenever five people are in trouble, a strange finger appears, which can instantly crush the opponent.

At the beginning, Baiqiu and others still had some scruples. When they shot, they still thought about defending, and felt that Ye Feng was always guarding them, letting go, and there was almost no defensive moves. It was completely fighting for life. law.

They are also human beings, and of course they are also afraid of death. Faced with five fierce gods and hungry wolves, there is also Ye Feng assisting. Why are they not afraid, more than 30 people, but just a few breaths, five died in Ye Feng’s hands. six people.

Seeing the clansmen fall down one by one, the young man in white couldn't bear it anymore, the seven-fold aura of Shenwu was released, and a terrible killing intent enveloped Ye Feng.

"Is it finally going to be shot?"

An arc was drawn at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, killing five or six members of the Yuan Dynasty royal family in a row. This man couldn't help it.

"Brother, help me hold him five breaths!"

Ye Feng spoke to Yan Ming and asked Yan Ming to help him hold the man in white. Five breaths were enough for Ye Feng to do many things.

"it is good!"

Yan Ming also burst out a terrible flame, it was the breath of a heavy bird, holding five imaginary charms, and aimed at the white-clothed youth. As long as he shot, these imaginary charms would greet him desperately.

Ye Feng entered the flock of sheep like a wolf and began to hunt wildly. With a touch of his finger, one person was crushed into meat sauce. All genius disciples and guards were all pigs and dogs at this moment.

The ground is full of minced meat, Ye Feng broke through to the middle stage of Shenwu Sixth Layer, with a strong aura, his body is comparable to Shenwu Seventh Layer, and the soul has reached the seventh layer, and he is not afraid of any attacks around him.

The Kongyan finger has been used to the extreme, no matter how far apart you are, as long as Ye Feng's finger clicks, it will be minced meat.

The terrible killing intent was spreading, and the face of the white-clothed youth was gloomy and terrible in the distance. After just a few breaths, Ye Feng once again killed six or seven people.

There were still thirty people just now, and now there are only thirteen or four people left, plus Baiqiu and others are capable of one enemy two, and the scene is in a stalemate.

"Second prince, make a move, we can't hold on!"

One of the guards finally spoke, and Ye Feng's methods completely lost their confidence, especially Xiao He, whose face was already pale.

This young man turned out to be the second prince, the prince of the Yuan Dynasty royal family, and the prince of the Baiyun royal family, and joined the ranks of besieging Ye Feng.

The white-clothed youth didn't want to make a move, but he felt a terrible aura in Yan Ming's body, and the energy emitted by the five virtual symbols made him very jealous.

But if they didn't make a move, these people would die in Ye Feng's hands. Xiao He played a few imaginary symbols, which were easily resolved by Ye Feng.

The fifth-level imaginary rune portrayed by Xiao He was not as powerful as Ye Feng's fourth-level imaginary rune, and was of little use at all.

Can't wait any longer, the young man in white moved his body and rushed towards Ye Feng. Only he could kill Ye Feng.

When the white-clothed youth's body moved, Yan Ming shot, and a virtual talisman was released, blocking the white-clothed youth's path.

"boom!"

The virtual talisman exploded, and the second prince retreated back, changed the direction, and continued to rush towards Ye Feng.

Yan Ming didn't hesitate, another virtual talisman flew out, once again blocking the way of the second prince of the Yuan Dynasty.

"boom!"

There was another deafening noise, and the second prince was very aggrieved. There was a lot of dirt on the white clothes, which made him angry with murderous intent.

Since Ye Feng could not be killed, he killed Yan Ming first, changed his direction, and rushed towards Yan Ming.

"Brother, don't save imaginary talisman and blow him up!"

Ye Feng knew that Yan Ming still had a lot of imaginary symbols on him, and it was not time to save.

When Yan Ming heard that, there were four or five more virtual symbols in his hand. This time, a total of three Chao Second Prince flew away.

"I...%￥&*!"

The second prince exploded, how to fight this, the other party's imaginary talisman seemed to be free of money, and he kept throwing it out, making him very aggrieved.

Yan Ming's heart is dripping blood. This imaginary talisman is worth ten million yuan. Every time it is thrown out, the corner of Yan Ming's eyes twitches.

But soon, he found that his body was refreshing, getting refreshed, and Yan Ming laughed excitedly as he watched the second prince jump up and down.

He had never thought that one day he could force Shenwu Seventh Layer to fight back without any strength, and had forgotten the preciousness of the virtual talisman, and instead let go of happiness.

Yan Ming has hardly played against anyone, and he doesn't know what it feels like to suppress his opponents. At this moment, he has experienced it. It is very refreshing, very refreshing. Yan Ming is about to laugh happily.

"Blow up you, blow up you..."

The imaginary talisman in Yan Ming's hand flew out, and the second prince who exploded dodged from left to right, unable to get close to Yan Ming at all. His whole body was gray and the white gown had turned muddy.

Ye Feng had a black line. He only asked Yan Ming to control five breathing times. He didn't expect that Yan Ming was addicted to it. After only a dozen breathing times, Yan Ming shot nearly 20 virtual symbols.

This is equivalent to hitting the second prince with 200 million yuan pill. It is estimated that only Yan Ming can make such a handwriting.

Getting more and more refreshed, Yan Ming flicked his finger, and five virtual symbols flew out, blocking the front and back of the second prince, making him unable to escape.

"Boom boom boom..."

The few people who fought in the distance were directly kicked out, even Ye Feng was no exception. The powerful explosive force caused a mountain in the distance to collapse directly.

The few remaining five Shenwu members of the Yuan Dynasty royal family were directly killed. There were still thirty people just now, and in a blink of an eye, there were only less than six or seven people left.

And these six or seven people were very embarrassed. After Yan Ming's virtual talisman exploded violently, they all felt pain in their eardrums and lost their hearing.

This is not the most terrifying, the second prince in the middle of the virtual talisman, with a layer of blood hanging on his face, his white shirt torn, hanging on him like a rag.

Some wounds began to spray with blood, and the five fifth-level phantoms also caused some trauma on his body.

It's a pity that Yan Ming can only depict the fifth-level imaginary talisman. If it were the sixth-level imaginary talisman, he would have smashed the second prince into meat sauce.

Seeing that the second prince was still alive, Yan Ming stretched out his hand and found that there was nothing in his palm.

"Oops, I ran out of virtual symbols!"

After this madness, Yan Ming realized a serious problem, and the virtual talisman on his body was completely consumed.

Seeing that there are no virtual symbols in Yan Ming's hand, the second prince approached Yan Ming step by step, the expression on his face was already distorted.

"A small five-layer Shenwu Realm actually forced me to this point!"

The second prince stepped on the dilapidated ground, took a stride, grabbed with a big hand, and grabbed Yan Ming's neck, extremely fast.

Although his body was severely injured, there were two levels of difference between the two, and close combat itself was not Yan Ming's strong point.

At the moment when the second prince shot, a breeze appeared, and Ye Feng cultivated her body skills in the tenfold gravity chamber. Now gravity has disappeared and the speed has increased tenfold.

"Your opponent is me!"

There are six or seven people left over there, Baiqiu and others can already deal with them, even if they can't be killed, there should be no problem in protecting themselves.

The Sword of Slaughter appeared, and a fierce sword aura slashed at the second prince, wanting to kill himself, let alone the second prince, even if the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty came, Ye Feng could not kill him.

"court death!"

The second prince could only give up the offensive against Yan Ming, his palm shook, and the long sword in his hand turned into an incomparable ray of light, which was slashed towards Ye Feng.

"Shenwu Seventh, is it amazing?"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth turned into an arc, and the killing intent of the Killing Sword increased sharply, and Jian Rong scattered above the void, blocking every inch of the second prince's move.

If it was half a month ago, Ye Feng really couldn't help Shenwu Seventh Layer, but it was different now, because Ye Feng had completely cultivated the Heavenly Evil Sword Technique.

"Jian Rong, you have reached the level of perfection!"

The second prince showed a hint of horror, and Ye Feng actually realized that he had reached the pinnacle of microcosm, and he could enter the spirit-opening realm just one step away.

Sword intent is divided into levels, ordinary sword intent, from one point to nine points, followed by subtlety, Xiaocheng to perfection, and the next step is to open spirit, so that sword intent has spirituality.

If you talk about the slightest sword intent, it can almost rise the sword intent to a peak, but the opening of the spirit realm is another scene.

No matter the sword intent or the subtlety, it lacks spirituality. Only in the open spirit state can the sword intent have aura, and the sword intent with spirituality is a terrible sword intent.

Ye Feng guessed for a moment. On the iceberg, the sword aura that he felt should be the spirit sword aura, which still cannot be melted for thousands of years.

"You still have some insight!"

The sword's edge flicked, and Ye Feng's sword power increased instead of decreasing, and he took over the sword of the second prince.

"Clang!"

There was a crisp impact, and the second prince felt his arm numb, and the long sword in his hand was directly turned into two pieces, which was cut by Ye Feng with a sword.