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Chapter 395 Demon Lord of Faxiang

"Retire? Now, don't you think it's too late!" Ye Feng said indifferently with a cold expression.

Suddenly, with brilliance everywhere, a hundred spiritual weapons suddenly appeared around Ye Feng's body. Although they were all low-grade spiritual weapons, the simultaneous appearance of the hundred handles was still very shocking.

"Go!" Ye Feng shouted, and the hundred-handled spiritual weapon flew in all directions, covering the entire space.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!" A pair of spiritual weapons were turned upside down and inserted into the ground at the same time. In the courtyard of the Ling family, the ground exploded crazily. Sweeping through the space, the sword energy was wild, and after a while, the entire space was enveloped by the whistling sword curtain.

Involuntarily, everyone stopped fighting, staring at everything in front of them in horror. The trembling sword curtain and the sword lights tearing through the space made the hearts of the crowd unable to calm down.

"This is the real formation master!" At this moment, everyone's eyes looked at Ye Feng, and a thought arose, even the members of the Han family and the Xiao family were like this. Although they stood on the opposite side, they had to He admitted that Ye Feng could only be called a master compared to the master of the Xiao family formation. In a short period of time, such a terrifying sword formation sealed everyone off.

"Brother Ling, Ye Mou will give you a big gift today!" Ye Feng looked around, smiled indifferently, and suddenly, a medium-grade spiritual weapon appeared in his hand, and smashed directly at his feet, the ground boomed There was an explosion, and Ye Feng's body slowly floated down and landed on the sword hilt, indescribably handsome and unrestrained!
"Kill him!" A voice rang out, and a strong man in the mid-stage Nascent Soul came to kill Ye Feng, wanting to kill the master first.

Ye Feng just smiled indifferently, and didn't let Feng Hantian and Xiaodie make a move. He drew his hand casually, and following his hand, a whistling sword light flashed, invisible to the naked eye, and the strong man in the Nascent Soul realm screamed Before he could make a sound, he was torn apart by the sword light, and his body exploded without leaving any traces.

The crowd gasped, staring blankly at Ye Feng, not daring to make any changes, the power of the fourth-level killing array is so terrifying, Ye Feng didn't make any effort at all, just waved his hand calmly, and instantly killed him The Nascent Soul middle-stage realm is strong, and it is an unsolvable instant kill, there is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to retreat.

Ling Xiao's back was chilly, and cold sweat flowed out. If he attacked Ye Feng and gave Ye Feng a moment to form this formation, it would be the end of his Ling family.

"That's the eye, kill him, snatch the eye!" Xiao Qiuhan saw the place where Ye Feng was standing, and said to the crowd, the Xiao family and the Han family reacted instantly, and then went towards Ye Feng frantically.

Ye Feng's eyes are still so indifferent, extremely calm, looking at the crowds who are constantly coming towards him, Ye Feng's hands are moved at the same time, every time he moves, there must be a flash of brilliance, and life is gone. If you can survive, you will definitely die.

After a while, the strong men of Han family and Xiao family stopped their figures, their faces were ashen, so what if they knew that it was the eye of the formation, they couldn't get close at all, let alone snatch it.

Seeing Ye Feng displaying his might, even Feng Hantian and Xiaodie were stunned. They didn't know that their master had such terrifying accomplishments in immortal arts and formations. The eyes of the Ling family were shining, They also forgot to make a move, and stared blankly at Ye Feng.

The hand was still moving, and the number of people from the Han family and the Xiao family continued to decrease. Finally, there were only the last few people left. With Ye Feng waving his hand, Xiao Qiuhan, the master of the Xiao family's formation, instantly disappeared in the space.

"Brother!" Xiao Qiufeng saw that his younger brother was killed by Ye Feng, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was furious. Looking at Ye Feng, he could no longer hold back his murderous intent, and regardless of everything, Xiao Qiufeng went towards Ye Feng.

"A strong man out of body!" Ye Feng smiled faintly. The fearful coercion came, but he blocked it with his sword light. When Xiao Qiufeng came to him, Ye Feng's body flashed, and the stars moved, and he disappeared in the original place. On the ground, Xiao Qiufeng hesitated slightly, saw the eyes of the formation below him, and attacked directly!

"Boom!" A trembling sound came out, and Xiao Qiufeng was obliterated by the sword light. After a while, the middle-grade spiritual weapon disappeared and returned to Ye Feng's hands. Weak, his body was covered with blood.

"Brother Ling, now I leave it to you!" Ye Feng said lightly, and Xiao Qiufeng's figure flickered, he didn't care about avenging Xiao Qiuhan, and went out directly from the entrance. Jian Guang wanted to stop him, Xiao Qiufeng But he resisted more than a dozen sword lights, and still ran out, but Ling Tianyu also chased after him.

"The array arranged in a hurry, I will defend the array by myself. I really can't resist the strong man who is out of his body. At most, he will be seriously injured!" Ye Feng murmured, a little dissatisfied, and when he heard his muttering, The members of the Ling family were speechless. Ye Feng was not satisfied with such a terrifying formation in such a short period of time.

"Everyone has gone out too, just leave one person here!" Ye Feng said to everyone in the Ling family, and his gaze was on Han Zhong, who was the only one he didn't kill. .

His body flickered, and Han Zhong wanted to flee outwards, but the terrifying sword light still did not disappear, and it was always blocking him, preventing him from taking a step beyond the thunder pool.

Although the members of the Ling family were puzzled, they all headed outside one after another and left the sword formation. Soon, only Ye Feng, Han Zhong, Feng Hantian and Xiaodie were left in the sword formation.

Ye Feng fluttered his hands, the sword curtain slowly closed, and the gap was filled. At the same time, Ye Feng said to Feng Hantian and Xiaodie: "Set up a restraint, so that the breath inside cannot pass out!"

"Yes, young master!" The two nodded slightly, without asking anything, Fa Jue moved, and directly arranged a set of powerful restraints in the sword screen.

Ye Feng nodded, then turned his gaze to Han Zhong, and said, "Do you know why I keep you?"

"Because I'm from Poison Valley, you dare not kill me!" Han Zhong looked at Ye Feng and said coldly, but his tone seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"You think with the relationship between me and Ah Ying, who will come to me if I kill you!" Ye Feng smiled indifferently, looking at Han Zhong, which made Han Zhong feel a little scared.

"Why?" Han Zhong asked coldly.

"Because I have reached a bottleneck in my cultivation, and I need a battle, let me advance!" Ye Feng showed a wicked smile, and his words made Han Zhong's eyes slightly fixed. Han Tian and Xiaodie also looked at Ye Feng with surprised eyes.

"Just you, want to fight me?" Han Zhong looked at Ye Feng like he was looking at a madman, his eyes were full of mockery.

"That's right, it's just me, you, one-on-one. If you win, I'll let you go, and I will never use the power of formations!" Ye Feng smiled faintly, Han Zhong was taken aback by his words again, his eyes Slightly squinted.

"This is true!" Han Zhong asked, he naturally understood that with the formation, if Ye Feng wanted to kill him, he would definitely die.

"Seriously!" Ye Feng nodded. The reason why he said this to Han Zhong was because he wanted Han Zhong to go all out, and for his own life, Han Zhong would naturally do his best.

"Master!" Feng Hantian and Xiaodie yelled at the same time when they heard Ye Feng's words, Han Zhong is a high-level Nascent Soul powerhouse, and Ye Feng is just a low-priced Nascent Soul. They dare not imagine.

Ye Feng waved his hands, without turning his head, he said flatly: "Stand aside, just watch!"

Feng Hantian and Xiaodie had no choice but to look at each other before stepping back.

"Are you ready!" Ye Feng looked at Han Zhong, and his temperament began to change slowly, elegant, gentle, sunny, slowly disappeared, replaced by monstrous magic, magic breath, Domineering, bloodthirsty, indifferent and unrestrained, the demonic energy roiled endlessly, oozing out of Ye Feng's body, lingering around Ye Feng's body, and Ye Feng's body slowly floated into the air, standing in the air, the cold light of the Nine Nether Demonic Dao, let Han Zhong be fascinated Trembling.

"Demon monk, you are actually a demon monk!" Han Zhong looked at Ye Feng in shock, Ye Feng was a completely different person, although the aura was much weaker than his, but the essence of the magic made his heart tremble, It made him feel the danger. A strong man in the early stage of the Nascent Soul actually made him feel the danger in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. This has never happened before.

"The way of the devil is warlike, advance through battle!" This was Ye Feng's thought. He looked at Han Zhong with extremely cold eyes without the slightest emotion. Striking forward, the space trembled.

Han Zhong's face turned cold. Even a monk of the magic way, a strong man in the early stage of Yiyuanying, dared to fight him hand-to-hand. This is contempt for him.

In the same way, Han Zhong didn't use the spirit weapon, he punched out fiercely ahead of him, his fists collided, there was a bang, the space shuddered, the demonic energy rolled, Ye Feng didn't retreat, and he attacked again with another punch out.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" The wild aura filled the space of the formation, and the cold demonic energy made people tremble. Han Zhong's eyes were horrified, and the more he fought, the more frightened he was. Ye Feng actually fought him so many punches without retreating at all.

"Boom!" A wild and domineering breath bloomed, and an extreme sense of crisis came. Han Zhong retreated quickly, but a bloody mouth was still drawn across his body. A magic knife, an incomparably domineering magic way, a magic knife made entirely of magic energy condensed.

"Hehe, the warm-up is over." Ye Feng smiled evilly and indifferently, with his eyes slightly closed, he said solemnly: "Dharma...phase...demon...honor!"

Then Ye Feng's voice fell, and from Ye Feng's body, two black and gloomy brilliance flashed out, suspended in the air, and slowly became bigger, it turned out to be, two golems, lifelike.

"Kill!" Ye Feng yelled, the voices of two Demon Lords, a little bit of dark magic light, crazily went towards Han Zhong, Han Zhong saw the two Demon Lords, feared and trembled, and could no longer stop, And that bit of magic light was inevitable, imprinted on his body, timid, fearful, afraid to fight again, all kinds of negative emotions arose, Han Zhong almost wanted to give up resistance, but he still resisted desperately with.

"Let's end it!" Ye Feng threw out a picture scroll, which was the forbidden picture scroll. At the same time, the magic knife was raised, and the stars moved. Cracked, the soul dissipated, and was completely obliterated at the same moment, leaving only a middle-grade defensive spirit armor in the space, suspended there!

(End of this chapter)