Nine Stars Killer Chapter 1811: Leave the dead world

　　 Ye Feng’s voice was like a muffled thunder, and the exploded Venerable Xixing trembled all over.

　　 "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

　　 The goatee old man saw Venerable Westbound's face pale, and he hurriedly asked.

Venerable 　　 Westbound shook his hand, ignoring the sheep beard, but looking at Ye Feng with dread.

　　"Ye Feng, Heiku was killed by you?"

Venerable 　　 Westward Travelling gave Ye Feng a voice, with an unbelievable color on his face, the Ninth-Rank God King was actually beheaded by Ye Feng.

　　 "If you don't believe me, you can try!"

　　 Ye Feng didn't bother to pay attention, and went on to practice. If Venerable Xixing is uninterested, Ye Feng wouldn't mind giving him a ride.

　　"Poplar, don't yell, you and Liu Fei have broken the rules last night in the alliance."

　　Venerable Westbound immediately changed his face, and even wanted to leave here as soon as the time was up, so as not to be missed by Ye Feng.

　　 Everyone looked at each other, everyone didn't understand, Venerable Xixing changed his face too quickly.

　　 I just berated Ye Feng, but now he supports Ye Feng. No one knows what happened.

　　 But everyone can see that Ye Feng has become the dominant player, and even Venerable Xixing must look at Ye Feng's face.

　　The **** of death came, and the poplar was sent out and became a sacrifice to the **** of death.

　　 Time passed day by day, and it has been seven or eight days since Ye Feng came in. During this period, Venerable Xixing had the final say. With the exception of Zhang Ming, many people were named.

　　 A dozen people are getting fewer and fewer, and four or five people came in on the seventh day, one by one, very vicious, very vicious, like a small league.

　　"Brother Ye, I will leave today, I hope I will see you again in the future!"

　　 Westbound Venerable left, suddenly four or five nine-rank **** kings appeared, and many people who had just entered were completely desperate.

　　 The number of people suddenly increased. There were twelve people, six or seven of the eighth-rank **** kings, and the rest were all the nine-rank **** kings, especially the one who came in today. The strength is terrifying.

　　"Boss, there are not many people, can it last until ten days later."

　　 There are five of them. There are only seven people here. If no new people come in, they can only hold on to seven days.

　　 Seeing that they formed an alliance, some of the remaining people unconsciously looked at Ye Feng. Currently, only Ye Feng can contend against them.

　　 "You, as a sacrifice to the **** of death tonight!"

　　The five men who came in, the leading man was a big bald head, carrying a mace in his hand, very mighty, and directly named Ye Feng.

　　 may be Ye Feng's youngest, plus he is not the Eighth Grade God King, so he started first.

　　 Ye Feng took a look, didn't speak, still sitting on the spot cultivating, refused to let go of any time.

　　 "Boy, I ignored our boss Hu, is it impatient to live?"

　　, another man walked out, holding a big knife, and actually wanted to shoot at Ye Feng, preparing to force Ye Feng to be a sacrifice to the **** of death.

　　 "Noisy!"

　　 Ye Feng's eyes were cold, a biting chill appeared, with a touch of his finger, the man was frozen in place, unable to move, and was frozen into an ice sculpture.

　　 Ninth Grade God King, defeated by Ye Feng with one move, everyone went crazy.

　　 "Boy, you dare to kill my man!"

　　 Old Hu was furious, greeted the other three people, and attacked Ye Feng together. The three nine-rank **** kings immediately lifted those eight-rank **** kings away.

　　"A group of clowns!"

　　 Ye Feng's body suddenly disappeared in place, entering the center of the four, and the five-element mudra appeared.

　　 A strange cold wind appeared, and the four of them shivered. They didn't know what happened, and then they felt cold all over.

The four of 　　 were just one move, and they were subdued by Ye Feng and broke through to the eighth-rank **** king. The ninth-rank **** king looked like an ant in Ye Feng's eyes.

　　 The horrified look on Zhang Ming's face was shocked by Ye Feng's methods, and it turned out to be so strong.

　　"Brother Ye, a good method!"

　　 Zhang Ming came up. If it weren't for Ye Feng, he would have died long ago, and he wouldn't be able to hold it for so long.

　　 The five people are lying on the ground like dead dogs. They are really dying. They think that if they join together, they can occupy an absolute advantage, so that in the world of the dead, they can leave safely alive.

　　Who knew that I met Ye Feng and defeated them with one move.

　　 "Buzzing..."

　　The **** of death is here, and Ye Feng makes a big move. The man who makes the first move is thrown out by Ye Feng and is directly eaten by the **** of death.

　　 There are a few people left, and Ye Feng swept away with a big hand. Their bodies disappeared. Ye Feng wants to strip off their laws and fill their bodies.

　　 There are six or seven people left, one by one looking at Ye Feng with awe. It's no wonder that Venerable Xixing is so polite to Ye Feng for a reason.

　　"Brother Ye, I have offended you in the past, please forgive me!"

　　 Goatbeard walked over and bowed to Ye Feng very respectfully. On that day, he wanted to kill Ye Feng with the help of Venerable Westbound.

　　 Ye Feng glanced at him coldly, did not speak, and continued to practice with his eyes closed. What does the life and death of these people have to do with him?

　　 When the ten-day period expires, Ye Feng will leave. Zhang Ming can't take care of it. It depends on his own destiny.

　　Four Nine-Rank God Kings, the laws are extremely terrifying. In Ye Feng's body, a dragon formed into them, roaring angry. Ye Feng wants to roar up to the sky, getting closer and closer to the Nine-Rank God King.

　　 On the eighth day, Ye Feng threw one person out of the Nine Prison Demon Cauldron, and threw it directly to the **** of death.

　　 On the ninth day and until the tenth day, Ye Feng's time limit finally expired, and five or six people came in midway, and there were more than a dozen people in the dead world at all times.

　　"The last two people can last you two days, so you can do it yourself!"

　　 There are two people left, and Ye Feng handed it to Zhang Ming to deal with it. Zhang Ming has been on the seventh day, and he has been insisting on it for two days. As long as there is no accident on the last day, he can leave safely.

　　 Besides, Zhang Ming's strength has improved very quickly during this period, and maybe he will be able to break through to the Ninth-Rank God King in just one or two days.

　　 After most of the eighth ranks came in, as long as they didn't die, they could smoothly break through to the ninth rank.

　　"Brother Ye, tell your address. After I go out, I will find you immediately."

　　 Zhang Ming intends to follow Ye Feng in the future, if he can get away with the dead world alive, he intends to defect to Ye Feng.

　　 After leaving the address, Ye Feng left and flew away from the dead world.

　　 When Ye Feng was about to leave, some people were happy and some were unhappy.

　　I am so happy that Ye Feng has finally left, so he doesn't need to look at Ye Feng's expression in the future.

　　Unhappy is that once a stronger opponent comes, no one can restrain them, and life and death are in the hands of others.

After 　　 came out, Ye Feng discerned the direction and hurried to Hongzhong City.

　　 Ye Feng's eyebrows moved suddenly, and he was followed by others, and there were quite a few people, at least six or seven people.

　　 "It must be the ambush of the Nether Race!"

　　 Ye Feng froze his body, and the Nether Race learned that he had taken the Dead Bodhi, and had already set up an ambush outside.

　　 There are six masters, all nine-rank **** kings, and one person is wearing black clothes and covering his head. He should be from the Nether Clan.

　　"You are Ye Feng!"

　　 asked a very young man, he was also controlled by the Nether Clan and became a running dog.

　　"You dignified human beings actually sold your life to the Nether Race, you really lost the face of human beings."

　　 Ye Feng sneered. Since the other party is waiting for him here, he must know his origin.

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　 It is also a helpless act to sell your life to the Nether Clan. With a handle in the hands of others, it is like a dog, at the mercy of others, Ye Feng is very angry when he talks about his pain.

　　 can't help but say, this young man shot at Ye Feng, with a terrifying aura overwhelming the world, the Ninth-Rank God King, his strength is very good.

　　"Since you are running dogs of the Nether race, let you taste the power of Nether Spirit Palm!"

　　 Ye Feng smiled strangely, his body suddenly disappeared in place, and the five-element handprint appeared.

　　 just to experiment with the palm technique that was only cultivated, and blended into the ghost palm, the corrosive force that appeared and ghosts can penetrate into the space.

　　 "嗤!"

　　 The young man was taken aback. This kind of breath was so familiar to him, it turned out to be the improved ghost palm, which was twice as powerful as the one he had cultivated. Moreover, after Ye Feng's improvement, it was even more difficult to guard against.

　　The evil spirit entered the body, and the young man let out a scream, then died.

　　 The expressions of several other people changed drastically. They didn't expect Ye Feng to be so strong. The Ninth Rank God King would defeat him in just one move.

　　 "Go together!"

　　 The remaining five people, including the Nether Clan, focused on guarding against this ghost. His speed was so fast that he was even above himself, turning left and right, completely incomprehensible.

　　 As for the other people, Ye Feng no longer looked at them at all. Nine-Rank God King, Ye Feng could pinch to death with just one finger.

　　"Big Freeze Technique!"

　　 Without warning, Ye Feng suddenly cast a large freezing technique to freeze all the surrounding space, so that their speed was greatly slowed down.

　　"Big Sky Thunder Technique!"

　　The Nether race is most afraid of the power of thunder and lightning, which is the source of destruction.

　　 Sure enough, when countless thunder and lightning appeared, the black ghost flickered, constantly avoiding the thunder and lightning, and did not dare to confront it directly~IndoMTL.com~Death! "

　　 Seeing that it's almost time, Ye Feng began to reap his life, the sword of killing appeared, one swept, four heads flew up, blood stained the sky.

　　 "Absorb!"

　　 Ye Feng collected them all into the Nine Prison Demon Cauldron, preparing to keep them for refining, and with so many Ninth-Rank God Kings, the resources on his body must be terrifying.

　　 killed a few people, Ye Feng aimed his gaze at the Nether Clan, and his body suddenly flashed again and again, bringing the Tao of the wind to its extreme.

　　 The You Ming Clan didn't expect Ye Feng to be so fast.

　　"Since I dared to come to the realm of the gods, I dare not show my true face."

　　 Ye Feng sneered, and drove straight in, appeared in front of the Nether Clan, grabbed it with a big hand, and directly grabbed his black mask.

　　"Hey!"

　　 The black mask fell, revealing a peerless look, and Ye Feng was stunned.

　　Nether Clan is also a kind of human, but their appearance is colder, their eyes are not normal black pupils, but golden pupils.

　　 At this moment of shock, the Nether Clan waved a big hand, slapped Ye Feng, and then fled into the distance.

　　 The speed of the Nether Clan is so fast, it is not easy for Ye Feng to catch up. He can only watch the black shadow disappear quickly.

　　The black mask in his hand still has a faint fragrance, and soon the mask was thrown away. The Nether Race looked at the gods and was not at the same level as the humans. When they encountered it later, they were beheading her.

　　 "Princess, is the mission complete?"

　　 On a deserted planet, dozens of Nether races stood there, seeing a dark shadow appearing, and they came forward to salute.

　　"Mission failed!"

　　 Princess You Ming put on a new mask, covering her face.