Chapter 3444: Xie Fei

After coming out of Tian Cang Palace, Ye Qian and Kruul rushed toward Feng Yucheng. They needed to complete the promise of the Red Deed, and killed the tragic wind of Feihemen.
As for Qin Wuyang’s affairs, Ye Qian has already let Miaotong Wang Hou, to hunt down Qin Wuyang, to see people, to see the dead, that Miaotong wants to prevent Ye Qian from continuing to find his own troubles in Tiancang Palace. Of course, he certainly has his own ruler.
When Ye Qian once again set foot on the Fengyu City that he had been to, Ye Qian couldn't help but feel some feelings. At the beginning, he came here with a member of the Spike. When he did not enter the city, he almost died in the Feihemen. Waiting for the hand.
After entering the city, the guards stopped and asked Dong to ask the West. As a fugitive, the general interrogation was no dignity.
Now, Ye Qian and Krull walked to the gate of the city. Although they were the atmosphere of the indigenous people of the earth, they could be repaired by the two, and they finally won the foresight of the indigenous people.
The guards of the defending city saw the tokens of Xian Linzong presented by Ye Qian and Kruul, and they did not say anything more. Instead, they showed a bit of respect, and the top grades of the sects were not at least the guards of them. .
The two went into the city smoothly and rushed directly to the street where Feihemen was located. The two had just walked to the headquarters of Feihemen, and they heard a violent fight.
"Xie Fei, you are finally in the middle of the count." A voice with a few swindles, sounded in the Feihemen.
I saw that at this time, in the courtyard of Feihemen, a man in black was surrounded by three princes of Feihemen. The three princes, two of them were Mingdao princes and one was ordinary. Wang Hou.
The black man who was besieged was only repaired in the later period of the soul. A later period of the soul of the gods will require three princes to besiege. This black man is obviously not very simple, at least it has the ability of ordinary princes.
"Falling the wind, you are despicable." Xie Fei circled the three princes of the Feihemen, and his eyes were murderous. Finally, he stared at the old man with a sharp-nosed monkey. This old man was Xie Fei’s coming to fly the crane gate to kill. The person, the elders of Feihemen's elders, a Mingdao Wanghou strong man fell into a sad wind.
"Kid, you are not qualified to say hello to me. You have been sneaking at the genius disciples of Feihemen since these days. How many talented disciples we have died in your hands." The sharp-mouthed monkey screamed and gnashed.
This Xie Fei, I don’t know where it came from. I suddenly started to kill the geniuses of Feihemen a few months ago. At one time, there were dozens of talented disciples in Feihemen, weak to Liupin Guwu and different. Those who are strong, will be strong to the soul of the gods, once they are pegged by this Xie Fei, almost all must die.
In order to seize this Xie Fei, the doorkeeper of the sad wind and Feihemen and the three princes of the elders can be regarded as exhausted. This time they finally attracted Xie Fei, and they were surrounded by three princes.
"The indigenous people of the earth, I have flying cranes and you have any hatreds. You actually killed twenty-six disciples in Feihemen in these few months." The owner of Feihemen, a black robe old man He shouted.
"Yes, who is the one who sent you, honestly, we may still let you die a little bit, otherwise, we have a way to make you regret coming to this world." The last fat old man is the flying crane The elders of the door, but only the strength of ordinary princes.
Xie Fei, a black suit, said coldly: "Since it is in your hands, I have nothing to hide. If you fall into a sad mood, you can still remember the red deed."
"The red deed will be waiting." The old man with a sharp-nosed monkey thought thoughtfully, and then suddenly thought of something. The eruption in his eyelids meant a cold mang, saying: "It turned out that he let you come. He didn’t dare to come, but instead let You are coming to die."
"Send to death." Xie Fei sneered a sentence and said: "Even if I am Xie Fei and die, I must ask you to take off a layer of skin."
"Death to the end, still here to speak up." The sadness of the wind and cold, and no longer say, the black iron rod in the hands of an instant, an instant attack.
The other two did not stand by and watched at the same time. They all know that the strength of Xie Fei is not much different from that of ordinary princes. More importantly, this Xie Fei seems to have a kind of Quite a stunt, with that stunt, even the Ming Dynasty prince should be careful.
Although the war is on the verge of death, Xie Fei is only waiting for the late stage of the soul, but between the shots, every move can motivate the power of the void, and the two humanoid weapons are descending from the sky and murderous.
"I am saddened by the wind, today I will give my master a revenge for snow." Xie Fei manipulated two humanoid weapons, one left and one right entangled in the black robes of Feihemen, and the fat old man elders, themselves Holding a long sword, it rushed toward the wind.
"court death."
The tragic wind is not an ordinary person. He has been in the realm of princes for nearly two hundred years. A strength is definitely not a temptation to be able to easily compete.
The sorrowful long stick slammed out, like a void, with vast power.
Xie Fei's face changed greatly. He had long known that the strength of this sad wind is definitely more powerful than that of the fat old man, but he did not expect it to be so much.
"Give me a break."
This time, Xie Fei really went all out. He was the master of ancient Wu and witchcraft. At this moment, it was the well-known solitary sword in Guwu. The sword was superb and began to accumulate power from his own strength. Followed by a move, and finally ignited the power of the void.
"Booming."
Xie Fei’s long sword fell on the long stick, and it was bombarded again and again, but the long stick that was in the sad wind was very strong. It was only a slight shock, and it was once again bombarded toward Xie Fei.
At the last moment, a sword shadow came from the void. This is the most powerful sword of the solitary sword. At the beginning, Xie Fei relied on this last sword to defeat the fat old man and defeated a prince.
If it wasn't for the fat old man to be cautious and fleeing fast, the fat old man was almost besieged by Xie Fei and two fighters.
But now, the three princes fight Xie Fei, not to mention the sadness of the wind and the black robes are the princes of the Ming Dynasty, even if the three are just ordinary princes, Xie Fei has absolutely no ability to beat the three.
"Booming."
Xie Fei's most powerful sword, the sword is soaring, it is hard to bombard the long stick that bombarded the top of the head.
Xie Fei's body shape has regressed more than ten steps, and the body's infuriating air struck a counterattack, and a blood spit out from his mouth.
The body of the tragic wind is also a shock, pale face, looking at Xie Fei with a look of horror, the murder on his face is more intense.
"A good Xie Fei, I didn't think that God's soul has such a skill. Once you let you break into the void, you can't be a peak prince. Today, you will die." The sad wind is tangible from Xie Fei. Feeling the threat, the heart is more murderous, these enchanting, absolutely can not give him the opportunity to grow.
"Peng."
"Peng."
At the same time, I saw that the two singers of Xie Fei were almost simultaneously attacked by the black robes and the fat old man. The two were empty and almost simultaneously attacked Xie Fei.
"Xie Fei, today is your death." The long sword in the hands of the black robes, turned into a streamer, streamer as a meteor lightning, in the blink of an eye, has already come to Xie Fei.
At the same time, there was a sword light attack by the fat old man. In an instant, after two attacks, one after the other, almost at the same time, Xie Fei had no time to dodge and could only force a counterattack.
"Peng."
"Peng."
Two attacks, an instant burst, Xie Fei blocked the black robes of the door, but did not block the fat old man's blow, the body suddenly like a broken kite hit the wall, three blood spray in the mouth Out, his face suddenly pale, just struggling to stand up, but only to see the opportunity to catch the wind, has been holding a long stick, broke through the air, this blow is fierce, and does not give Xie Fei any chance to dodge.
"Death." Falling into the wind and sneering, such a genius died in his hands, he felt very happy.
"Booming."
The fierce offensive of the long stick suddenly broke out, but it did not fall on Xie Fei, but was caught by a sudden figure and a hand grabbed the stick.
"Ok."
At this moment, almost everyone could not believe their eyes, but a blow from a princely prince was actually resisted by his hands.
"You are falling into a sad wind." The coming is not someone else, it is Ye Qian and Kruul who are coming, and the person who blocks the sorrow of the wind to Xie Fei is Ye Qian.
Ye Qian has a thunder and lightning body, as well as a soldier's suit body. Even if it is a stick of the princely prince, Ye Qian dares to use the body to resist, let alone a stick of the Ming Dynasty prince.
"Predecessors are." Falling into the heart of the wind is awkward. In front of this person, it is only the beginning of the soul of the gods, but it is able to catch his stick safely, even if it is the peak prince, few people will do it.
"Who I am, you don't need to know, but there is a person called Red Deed, let me tell you, today is your death." Ye Qianbing said coldly, as if he was not saying Kill a person.
"What." When I heard the red deed will wait for this name, the grief of the face changed greatly. So, Ye Qian is the person who will find him to avenge his revenge.
"Death."
During Ye Qian’s speech, a powerful force descended from the sky. This is the power of the five kings of the King’s suit. The King’s Blade flashed a glimmer of light, as fast as lightning, and instantly fell on the chest of the tragic wind.
"嗤嗤~~~."
The crisp sounds sounded, and I saw that the King of the Warrior directly ignored the defensive equipment on the sorrowful wind. It was like cutting the tofu, and the ruined and ruined directly fell into the wind and the wind.
The invincible character of the King's Blade, under the blessing of the power of the Five Sources, truly demonstrates its invincible character. The equipment below the Psychic level can hardly block the sharpness of the King's Blade.
In the blink of an eye, I saw the sorrow of the sorrow and the corpse, the flesh and blood power, and was immediately smothered by the King of War.
"Bing Wang."
"The king of soldiers is coming."
The black robes and Pang Shuo’s old man were so scared that they couldn’t see it at this moment. At the beginning of the soul of the gods, he would have gathered the soldiers of the King’s suit.