Chapter 270: Xiahou Blood Night

"One trick, that Ye Chenfeng really defeated the wolf in the six-level mythical ancestor with only one stroke!"
"No, this can't be called defeat, but it's called spike. This is the freak that Ye Chenfeng has cultivated by the big forces. The attack power is terrible."
Seeing the amazing scene, watching the wolf smashing in the pool of blood, the noisy killing field became silent, and the eyes of a pair of sluggish eyes brushed toward Ye Chenfeng, almost everyone was His attack power is convincing.
"Come here today, Nishang, let's go back."
One stroke defeated the wolf, Ye Chenfeng did not shoot again, and with a gaze of awe, he left with a moon.
"Ye Chenfeng!"
A corner of the killing field stands in an inconspicuous corner, sitting on a young man wearing a blood-red robes, a square-faced sword, a sullen, sullen, eye-catching, staring at the back of Ye Chenfeng’s departure, revealing A strong sense of war.
This blood robe man named Xiahou Blood Night is very famous in the killing field, because he is currently the only master of the 98-game winning streak, only one step away from the Yum!
"Ye Shao, I don't know if I can speak in one step."
Ye Chenfeng and Yue Nishang are preparing to leave the killing field, and the murderer and others are rushing up and politely ask.
Seeing the amazing scene, the murderer helped the three souls to lose two souls. In addition to fear or fear, they only asked Ye Chenfeng to spare them.
"What do I have to say to you?" Ye Chenfeng looked at the murderous helper and other people indifferently, asking coldly.
"Ye Shao, it turned out to be our fault. It is because we don't know Taishan offended you. Now we repent, just ask Ye Shao to give us a chance to rehabilitate." Shelf, begging for the road, praying that Ye Chenfeng can let him go.
"Right you?" Ye Chenfeng's mouth was slightly upturned, and there was a hint of coldness: "Why should I spare you?"
"Ye Shao, as long as you are willing to spare me, I am willing to give you 20,000 killing points, two pieces of top grades, a bottle of jade milk." The cold sweats of the 10,000 killers said fearfully.
"Twenty thousand killing points? Is your life too worthless?" Although Ye Chenfeng knows that there are already a lot of 20,000 killing points, he doesn't want to spare them casually, without a trace of feelings. .
"Ye Shao, I don't know how you want to let us go, as long as you say, I will surely satisfy you." In order to survive, the murderer will help out.
"The top grade is useless to me, so, you give me 50,000 kill points, two bottles of jade milk, I will spare you, no longer looking for you trouble." Ye Chenfeng lions open the way .
"Fifty Thousand Killing Points!"
When I heard Ye Chenfeng’s request, the murderer only felt that a sharp blade had been inserted into his soft heart, and his heart was bleeding.
Although he made up for it, he could make up 50,000 killing points, but without the 50,000 killing points, his murder will hurt his bones and hurt him.
"Why, you don't agree." Ye Chenfeng looked at the hesitant murderer, his face was gloomy.
"No, I promised Ye Shao's request, but the 50,000 killing points are not a small number. I need to find a way to help Ye Shaoqi." Touching Ye Chenfeng's eyes, the murder helps the Lord to tremble. Quickly said: "At the latest three days, I will definitely give 50,000 killing points, two bottles of jade milk to Ye Shao."
"Well, I will give you three days. After three days, I will not see 50,000 killing points. I will wash your 10,000 kills." After that, Ye Chenfeng no longer cares about the murder and other people. The moonlit show that showed a charming smile left.
"Morning wind, are you really ready to let them go?"
Tightly holding the arms of Ye Chenfeng, the intimate month of the moon looked at his angular face and asked softly.
"The killing points are very important to us. If they can get 50,000 killing points for me, I will let them go." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said.
Although with the strength of him and Sword Spirit, the killing of the squad will be effortless, but he is not sure that he deliberately creates an identity that can shock the city of killing, so the murder of 50,000 kills is The best choice at the moment.
Ye Chenfeng just left, the entire battlefield once again set off the , the Xiahou blood night that has won the ninety-eight-game winning streak again.
And his opponent, Tan Changla deliberately arranged, is a soul body double repair, the physical strength is strong, the strength is almost half a step against the Beastmaster realm, the bald man with a strange totem.
This bald man, who had resisted the genius of ninety-game winning streak for more than ten times, was famous in the killing field. He saw his appearance and the whole blaster opened the pot.
"Boom!"
A powerful suffocating scent came out of the bald man's body. He held a heavy axe with a strong force and slammed into the summer night.
"Weak, your strength is too weak."
Although the bald man broke the air with an axe, the attack power is very amazing, but in the Xiahou blood night eyes, there are many holes in it. His body flashes like a breeze, easily evading the aggressive axe attack. .
The next moment, a gun that made the bald man feel the fear sprayed out of the Xiahou blood night body, locked him, and made his body's hair straight up.
"Seventy-seven guns, broken!"
A cold voice sounded, Xiahou blood night appeared in the hands of a nine-foot-nine-inch long, the best grade of the blood-colored rifle, like a dragon to the sea, whistling through the bald man.
The danger is perceived, the bald man instinctively reacts, but the summer night blood gun is too fast, the power is terrible, a shot hit the bald man rushed across the chest of the giant axe, a powerful earthquake The force passed through the giant axe and passed into his body, shaking his mouth and vomiting blood, and retreating.
A gun took the lead, Xiahou blood night did not give the bald man any chance to breathe, a shot faster than a shot, continuous stab.
The gunmanship that swallowed out completely shrouded the bald man, leaving him with no backhand and his body covered with blood.
"Strong, this summer blood night is terrible, I don't know who Ye Chenfeng compares with Xiahou blood night, who is more powerful."
"This is really hard to say. I only know it after the comparison, but I am afraid they have no chance to meet in the killing of the outer city."
Seeing the scene of Xia Hou’s blood night completely suppressing the bald man, the atmosphere of the killing field has once again reached the , which is extremely warm.
"Blood Axe!"
The bald man who fell completely into the wind screamed, and the powerful physical force broke out. He clenched his heavy axe with his hands and slammed into the summer night with the momentum of the mountain.
Looking at the night of Xiahou’s night, the blood-scarred axe will be displayed. Suddenly, the sound of a torn air will sound.
The pistol in the hands of Xiahou Blood Night turned into a rapid gun, and he stabbed his throat before the axe fell.
"Hey!"
The bald man’s body defense was broken, and his throat was pierced by a lightning bolt of Xiahou’s night. His big eyes slowly lost his fascination, and a lot of blood splattered and stained the ground.
The overwhelming advantage of killing the bald man, achieving a ninety-nine-game winning streak, Xiahou blood night but did not have a temper, challenge the yum record, but ended the day of fighting.
"Ye Chenfeng, I hope you don't let me wait too long."
Xiahou blood night reveals a fascinating smile, muttering to himself, he wants to step on the body of Ye Chenfeng, to achieve his own victorious record.
To everyone, he is the strongest.