Chapter 1392: Is it your turn to kill my people?

Chapter 1392 Is it your turn to kill my people?
Ye Feng stood in the air. Facing Ye Zhentian, his pressure was not normal. If in normal times, he would definitely clamp his tail to be a man, but now, he has stepped forward resolutely.
He can only think of ways to delay time, hoping that Xiao Fan can arrive as soon as possible. As long as Xiao Fan arrives, his family will be saved.
"Hmph, I'm not afraid to tell you, they have to be buried together!" Ye Zhentian shouted coldly.
Are you kidding me, if you just betray the Hall of Souls, I can also ignore your family members.
However, the one you went to was the Lord of the Temple of Asura, if I didn't say anything, the Patriarch of the ancient Ye family would try to kill me without saying anything.
As the old saying goes, dead fellow Daoist does not die poor Dao, if you Ye Feng does not die, but I am unfortunate, how could I let you go?
However, Ye Zhentian is absolutely impossible to say this. Everything he is doing now is for the Ye Family Ancient Clan and the Temple of War.
Hearing Ye Zhentian's words, the Ye family members of Ye Feng's line were all panicked, especially Ye Yu, with an angry expression on his face.
Originally, he was complacent thinking that he was about to become the Patriarch, but no one would have thought that the Hall of War Soul Palace would sentence him to death in a word.
Is he about to die before he sits on the seat of Patriarch?
"Ye Feng, you beast, actually pushed the family into the abyss of destruction, and we are a ghost and will not let you go!" Ye Yu roared at Ye Feng angrily.
"Ye Feng, it's no wonder that your children all died early. People like you should have been cut through a thousand swords."
"Ye Feng, you are worthy of being the head of the family. What did you do that angers people and wants the whole family to be buried with you!"
"I will be a ghost in my next life and I won't let you go!"
With the first one, there is the second one. The people of Ye Yu's line began to scold wildly. Ye Zhentian's sentence had already sentenced them to death, and they were already brazen.
Now they just want to curse and vent their anger and fear of death.
Ye Feng's expression was indifferent. If it were before, he might still be furious, but now, he is surprisingly calm, as if Ye Yu and they were not criticizing him, Ye Feng himself.
"Ye Feng, you and I have been fighting for most of my life, but I didn't expect to become an enemy in the end. Today, I will kindly send you a ride." Ye Lin laughed wildly.
Then he carried a big sword and killed Ye Feng, the force of the wind and the world smashed the world, extremely fierce.
Ye Feng's eyes were cold, and he greeted him with a long sword in his hand. As long as Ye Zhentian didn't take the shot, he could still hold on for a while, especially this Ye Lin, Ye Feng knew him well, and he was the one who could delay time the most.
The two of them fought together and collided fiercely. Time passed by every minute, and it seemed that the two of them couldn't help anyone.
After a while, Ye Feng and Ye Lin separated. Ye Lin was about to speak, but Ye Zhentian stopped him: "You can't kill him!"
Although Ye Lin didn't want to admit it, it was the fact that he wanted to kill Ye Feng, but the strength of the two of them was indeed half a catty, and no one had asked for a favor just now.
Ye Feng took a deep breath and looked at Ye Zhentian with a cold expression. Is he going to do it himself?
"You still dare to resist, do you want this hall master to send you a ride in person?" Ye Zhentian sneered, his mind moved, and a powerful soul pressure forced Ye Feng away.
puff! Ye Feng was so shocked that he spouted a few mouthfuls of blood, his figure stepped back several steps, and he was a little unsteady. This is the gap between the middle stage of the battle sacred realm and the peak of the battle sacred realm. .
"Unexpectedly?" Ye Zhentian looked at Ye Feng slightly unexpectedly. Ye Feng's soul and strength of will obviously exceeded his expectations.
But the next moment, Ye Zhentian finally moved, raising his hand to kill Ye Feng with a palm.
The speed is incredible, Ye Feng is already seriously injured at the moment, the gap between the two lies there, where is Ye Zhentian's opponent.
Ye Feng's face was full of despair, as if waiting for the end of death, but he had no other way.
"Grandpa!" Ye Hai yelled frantically on the martial arts field, with a hideous look on his face, but it was a pity that he couldn't get close at all in front of that momentum.
Just as Ye Zhentian's palm was about to kill Ye Hai, a flat voice suddenly sounded in the void.
"Is it your turn to kill my people?"
The voice was very flat, but there was a sense of unspeakable coldness and strength. A layer of frost was spreading rapidly in the void, and everyone present shuddered.
Ye Zhentian's figure stopped, that is, the practice at this moment, a stream of light quickly enlarged in his eyes, how many times faster than he did not know.
In a hurry, Ye Zhen's Tianzhanggang slammed toward the streamer. The next moment, he only felt his arm numb, and then there was a sound of bone cracking. His arm shot directly from his shoulder. , Fragmented bones flying.
"Hiss~" Ye Zhentian sucked in a cold breath. The opponent's strength completely exceeded his imagination. He had forgotten the pain of breaking his arm and quickly retreated to the back.
"Hall Master!" The elder of the Battle Soul Hall behind Ye Zhentian looked at Ye Zhentian's broken right arm, his eyes widened, his eyes filled with incredible colors.
Every one of them knew that Ye Zhentian was the peak cultivation base of the Battle Saint Realm, and if he wanted to let him not have any power to fight back, the opponent's strength was not ordinary horror.
When they looked forward, they saw a little stone figure floating in the air. Apart from that, there was no one else.
Could it be that this stone villain hurt Ye Zhentian?
Thinking of this, many people in the crowd showed a strange look, as if they didn't believe that Ye Zhentian was defeated by a little stone man.
But the next moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by a voice, and Ye Feng suddenly walked towards the martial arts arena, fell in front of a black robe youth, and said respectfully: "Young Master!"
Little Lord? Everyone was surprised. Ye Feng betrayed the Battle Soul Palace for a young kid?
Most people can't understand Ye Feng's actions, only Ye Zhentian understands that the young kid is extraordinary because he can't see the slightest bit of him.
Obviously, the black robe youth is not someone else, it is Xiao Fan, no, to be precise, it is Xiao Fan's soul clone.
"Haha, Ye Feng, are you confused? Call this kid young master?" Ye Lin laughed wildly at No. 7, as if he had heard the biggest joke.
"Brother Lin, thank you for reporting to me in advance, and for delaying the time with me just now, otherwise I would not be able to wait for the arrival of the young master." Ye Feng smiled instead.
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone in the Battle Soul Palace fell on Ye Lin. Ye Lin was the first to come to this martial arts field, and he deliberately fought Ye Feng, didn't it?
Ye Lin also felt something was wrong, even he himself almost believed Ye Feng's words, and then suddenly a spirit came back to his senses, and quickly explained: "Hall Master, I..."
"Dead!" Before he could speak, Ye Zhentian let out a cold snort, his figure flashed, and a palm hit Ye Lin's head.
Ye Lin's head suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood that filled the air, and the headless corpse suddenly fell towards the ground.
Seeing this scene, the crowd was silent, but Ye Feng smiled slightly: "His Lord, I'm just joking with Ye Lin, why are you so serious?"