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After Ye Feng finished speaking, Longyuan Sword let out a clear cry, as if it was in line with Ye Feng's words, Ye Feng finally smiled again, and said softly: "Let's choose the Summer Palace."

After speaking, Ye Feng raised his sword and got back into the car.As soon as he left, two women appeared beside Die Wu, they were Qingluan and Huofeng, they looked at Ye Feng's taillight with complicated eyes, and then guarded Die Wu's side.

Ye Feng naturally also knew that Die Wu had these two by his side, so he felt relieved to leave her there.

Ye Feng walked into the Summer Palace with his sword alone, looked at the ruins, and sighed: "The treasures accumulated by China over the years have been burned, and the culprits are Europeans. Those who can unite the eight countries can also Only the Holy See, what a pity, hundreds of years ago, the black whip of God led by Temujin did not crush Europe, and now you are still so rampant."

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he said "shua shua" a few times, surrounded by more than a dozen foreigners wearing religious robes, the black clothes were glowing with a coquettish purple.

"Hehe, so many people have come, it seems that the prince's news is not very well-informed. Why aren't you going to make a move yourself?" Ye Feng said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure fell from an ancient tree. He was covered in red religious robes, his face was covered, and his eyes were shining red. He looked down at Ye Feng like a god looking at his people, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Ye Feng smiled and sighed: "It seems that you are really not ready to make a move." Suddenly he raised the golden Longyuan long sword in his hand, pointed at a purple-clothed leader, and said coldly: "The Emperor Yan's lineage is wounded. When will it snow when Mangguo hates it?"

During the chanting, his figure rioted, he flashed in front of a purple-clothed leader, stabbed straight at his chest, and made a crisp sound of "bang". Ye Feng naturally knew that the people in the Holy See were all wearing invulnerable armor, but how could he be able to block it? Chinese Excalibur.The purple-clothed leader's pupils gradually dilated, his face was full of disbelief, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the air.

The corners of Ye Feng's lips curled up, and he continued: "There is no equal rights in this world, only mighty power, and the words are about to tear apart when it comes to rise and fall. A thousand pieces of gold buys a sword, and justice does not rely on red iron."

Long Yuan followed the sword formula, moving very slowly, but in the night, there were bursts of golden light. The purple-clothed lords did not dare to pretend any more, and took out the unique big sword of the Holy See from the cloak. To resist the sword in Ye Feng's hand, the crisp sound of confrontation sounded again, and the great sword imbued with holy power of the Holy See was cut off by Long Yuan in a uniform manner.Ye Feng looked at the right time, the slow sword style suddenly became faster, his feet slid, and flashed to the side of the purple-clothed leader holding the broken sword, the Qinglong hand grabbed his wrist, and pulled him to his body with a Tai Chi Hong Before him, holding the sword in his backhand, he kissed his neck. The slow technique and the lightning-like sword, two extremes were displayed on Ye Feng's body, which made Ye Feng's body skills even more weird.

With a flying kick, Ye Feng kicked away the purple-clothed leader who was killed by him in an instant, separated his body from his head, and slid out a bloody sword in the air.

"Life and death are matters of the utmost importance, Fang Yingjie is here in life. When hungry, he wants to eat the head of his enemy, and when thirsty, he wants to drink the blood of the Huns." The purple-clothed leaders behind them started to go crazy, and their white sword lights flickered, stabbing at Ye Feng almost at the same time , Ye Feng smiled coldly, exerted force on his feet, and also used a little bit of internal energy, and rose from the ground like lightning. Can he beat Ye Feng?

When they stagnated in the air, Ye Feng had already started to fall, and a gleam of brilliance flashed through his sharp wolf eyes. He aimed at a purple-clothed leader, raised his sword and slashed vertically. All in one.

Ye Feng prevented the blood from splashing into his eyes, but the moment he stretched out his hand to stop it, the beat was full, and he felt a big sword stabbing his waist from behind, the point of the sword just entered his body an inch, Ye Feng turned around Even though he avoided the sword from piercing his body, there was an inch-deep gash in his waist, but Ye Feng didn't seem to feel any pain. In the area, the sharp Longyuan sword pierced through the man's armor and pierced his chest.

Ye Feng knew that he had been injured, even though it was a minor injury, but at this moment, he had to be careful in everything. Suddenly, he slashed the long sword in his hand, retreated violently, and stood opposite the purple-clothed leader who had less than ten people. His eyes were gloomy, but there was a mysterious and vicious smile on the corner of his mouth.Secretly transport the true energy to his wound, and minimize the impact of this injury.

With a little luck in his mouth, he kept staring at the pope in red standing on the branch from the corner of his eyes. He knew deeply that after he repelled the group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, what he would face would be this terrible thing for him. exist.

"The chivalrous bone is proud of Kyushu, if you don't believe it is too hard, it will be broken. The blood stains have turned into green, and the king of Han will punish the violence by three feet." Ye Feng chanted a sword song, rushed into the battle, under the siege of less than ten people , Ye Feng used the familiar Taijiquan, he shuttled through the crowd like a loach, wherever Jian Feng went, he must have harvested a life.

It has to be said that Ye Feng's growth rate is too fast. More than a year ago, he could kill a purple-clothed leader with all his might, but now, the purple-clothed leader is far from his opponent.

Wolf nature, to exchange the smallest price for the greatest victory, Ye Feng didn't use all his strength in order to preserve his internal strength, he took several blows on his body, and finally killed all the purple-clothed leaders.

Slightly panting, he sat under the big tree where the pope in red was standing. Intuitively, the pope in red would not act immediately, and the strong would pretend to be aggressive. Ye Feng grasped every minute and every second to restore his state .

"I didn't expect you to grow up so fast." After the pope in red spoke, Ye Feng smiled secretly, sure enough, everything was as he thought.

"I never expected that you would dare to enter China so recklessly." Ye Feng said indifferently.

"That's why you Chinese are too weak." The pope in red can speak fluent Chinese.

After Ye Feng heard this, he was noncommittal, and lightly murmured a few times before saying: "You have never encountered a strong man in China, and the third white dragon on the hero list can repel all these things you brought with just one sword." Shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

"Hehe, I can repel these shrimp soldiers and crab generals with one move, but you can't. So, today, you are doomed to die in my hands."

"Then, how long do you think it will take for me to surpass your strength?" Ye Feng has been delaying time to heal his wounds, and the Pope in red seems to have tacitly agreed to his actions, and has never launched an attack.