Chapter 138: Killing Youshan Leisure

"Kill!"
Zhang Xingyue violently screamed, his right arm muscles swelled, holding a faucet with a knives, and with a group of Feng Yungu disciples, the murderous siege to Ye Chenfeng.
Zhang Xingyue’s shot, Yushan leisure, Yang Bingfeng and other Tianhuo Zong, Thunderbird Mountain disciples launched an attack on Ye Chenfeng, trying to kill him as soon as possible and his treasure.
"Ye Shidi, I will help you."
Looking at the dangerous morning of Ye Chenfeng, Fu Youyue, like the dark elf, bit his wet lips, and the knife was twice stunned, and he was attacked by the knife.
"Fu Shijie!"
Seeing Fu Youyue still choose to help himself in such dangerous situations. Ye Chenfeng’s heart is warm and very moving.
But the three major disciples, almost everyone has the same strength as her, with her alone force can not control the development of the situation, she was intercepted by a Thunderbird Hill disciple, fierce battle.
"Instant Killing a Sword!"
In the face of attacks by more than ten people, such as Zhang Xingyue, Ye Chenfeng did not dodge. He pushed the sword to the limit and turned it into a sharp sword.
The attack power of Ye Chenfeng is terrible, but he still feels tremendous pressure in the face of more than a dozen genius disciples who are not weaker than him.
After a violent attack, Ye Chenfeng was repulsed back by the hard life, and the blood in his body tumbling violently, and a stream of blood flowed down his mouth.
"Ye Chenfeng, you will die today."
The mountains in the crowd reveal a hazy smile. He knows that today is an excellent opportunity to kill Ye Chenfeng. If you miss it, your situation will be very dangerous.
"Mountain River Knife!"
"Thunder the world!"
Heli will beat Ye Chenfeng, Zhang Xingyue, Yang Bingfeng and others to pursue the victory, and the raging offensive shrouded Ye Chenfeng, leaving him nowhere to dodge.
"Ye Shidi!"
Fu Youyue saw that Ye Chenfeng was in danger and his heart was flustered. However, with her strength, she could not save Ye Chenfeng. She could only watch him being swallowed up by the soul of the sky.
Seeing that Ye Chenfeng is going to be hit by the soul of Zhang Xingyue and others, suddenly, a force that makes Zhang Xingyue and others feel the fear erupted in Ye Chenfeng's body.
"Life Soul, 50 years of life burning."
At the crucial time, Ye Chenfeng displayed his biggest card, and he used his life to burn for 50 years and forced his strength.
The fourth-grade beast will have a lifespan of three hundred and eleven years old. Ye Chenfeng burns one-sixth of a long life, which is a desperate attempt.
"Boom!"
Fifty years of life, the power of life into the body of Ye Chenfeng, bursting out of amazing power, instantly raised his two small realms, so that he has a six-level beast in a short time will be the ultimate strength of the realm.
The next moment, the soul of the soaring Ye Chenfeng sent a sword to the five heavens, raising the physical strength to the peak, and mobilizing the power of the Xuanhan Lingshui into the jasper sword, stabbing the instant killing a sword.
"Hey!"
There was a blend of swords, and the chilling swordsman smashed the attack launched by the crowd. Under the horror of Zhang Xingyue, Youshan, and so on, a sword stabbed them.
"Hey!"
A domineering Thunderbird Mountain disciple was stabbed by Ye Chenfeng's instant killing sword. The life-saving light of the body was like a tofu, and the whole body was turned into two halves.
"Fu Shijie, pick up the knife."
Showing a quick kill and a sword to kill one person, Ye Chenfeng immediately took the black sword from the Qiankun bag and threw it to Fu Youyue.
Catch the black sword, Fu Youyue's attack power increased greatly, and the fierce attack instantly overpowered the Thunderbird Mountain disciple, forcing him to retreat.
"Flower cloud thorns..."
"Wind Shadow..."
Throwing the black sword to Fu Youyue, Ye Chenfeng continued to attack. He attacked the attacking power of the sword and played it to the extreme. He was fiercely killed in the sword and the sword. The amazing attack made Zhang Xingyue and others tremble.
"Hey!"
Mars is splashing!
Ye Chenfeng applied wind and shadow, and broke the five Fengyungu disciples, such as Zhang Xingyue, who attacked together. The body flashed and became a white sword.
The next moment, the two blood columns are sprayed directly into the sky like a fountain. The heads of two Fengyungu disciples were smashed by the flash of the morning wind, and their amulets did not play any role. The sharp five-point sword is worn.
"Xuanhan Lingshui, Frozen."
Two companions were killed by Ye Chenfeng, scared Zhang Xingyue's three faces pale and rushed to dodge, but at the moment they evaded, a cold and chilly chill came out in Ye Chenfeng's body, and the ice was sealed to them. .
Unable to prevent, the two Fengyungu disciples were frozen by the cold water released by Xuanhan Lingshui, turned into ice sculptures, and frozen in the same place.
Zhang Xingyue, despite his amazing attacking power, smashed the ice and escaped, but he was also scared, and his body had no war.
"Hey!"
Ye Chenfeng’s body flashed, and a sword like a broken bamboo attacked two frozen disciples of Fengyungu. A sword hole pierced their bodies and ended their lives.
In just a few breaths, five Fengyungu disciples were killed by Ye Chenfeng, leaving only Zhang Xingyue with a pale face.
The strength of Ye Chenfeng’s tyrannical sensation makes him feel scared and fearful.
"This leaf morning wind is too strong, let's go."
Seeing the strength of Ye Chenfeng’s horror, Jian Chengtian and others are really scared. When they decide to escape, they leave the stone hall full of smell.
"You are here, you are going to go."
Ye Chenfeng’s flash of light flashed at the foot of the moment, and the four speeds were reappeared in an instant, intercepting the unsettled mountain, and said coldly.
"Ye Chenfeng, I advise you not to come to Hu, if you dare to hurt me, the elders and my grandfather will not let you go." Feel the strong killing of Ye Chenfeng, the face of the mountains It became pale, and had to move out of the Nether and his grandfather shocked Ye Chenfeng.
"How scared? But it's too late, you will die today."
Ye Chenfeng calculated his own time and tried to kill himself in the mountains where he died. The jasper sword in his hands interweaves a sharp sword, cutting the air and stabbing the mountains. body.
"The Purple Cloud Cry Gun."
A fatal attack launched by Ye Chenfeng, Yishan immediately squirted a few mouthfuls of blood, stimulating his own potential, stabbing a shot of a shock, wanting to forcefully retreat Ye Chenfeng, want to take the opportunity to escape.
"Flower cloud thorn!"
The jasper sword in the hands of Ye Chenfeng swirled for a week, and the flow cloud swordsman filled with the five-sword sword broke open the shock gun, stabbed the purple cloud gun tip, and shot the purple cloud gun from the leisure of the mountain. Go out.
"Ye Chenfeng, don't kill me, as long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to promise you any conditions."
The weapon was lost, and the mountain was so scared that it was like a madness. It was uncontrollable, and asked for mercy, regardless of dignity, and prayed that Ye Chenfeng could let himself go.
And Jian Chengtian and others saw the danger of the mountains, not only did not save him, but took the opportunity to escape to the stone hall.
For the pleading of the mountains, Ye Chenfeng was unmoved, and the jasper sword in his hands turned into a streamer, and a sword pierced his head.
"Hey!"
The quiet head of Youshan burst open, and the body of the blood was poured into the pool of blood.
Seeing the scene of Ye Chenfeng killing the mountains and leisure, Zhang Xingyue, Yang Bingfeng and other three souls scared the two souls, flying generally to escape from the stone hall.
In the twinkling of an eye, the stone temple filled with smell became empty, and the empty stone temple left only Ye Chenfeng and Fu Youyue.