Nine Stars Killer Chapter 985: Blow you up

　　 The pride and lofty ambitions in the hearts of the five people were all ignited.

　　 "Since you are not afraid, then kill them all to me, step on their blood, trample on their bones, and kill!"

　　 Ye Feng screamed, and the five people, like five hungry wolves, rushed directly into the crowd without fear, and began to kill unscrupulously.

　　 Baiqiu and others have long been holding back their anger. How much humiliation they have suffered over the years, many of them are the disciples of these big sects. They don’t treat them as human beings. They can be released once today, Humiliation is all blessed on weapons.

　　 Faced with five wolves, more than 30 people were completely caught off guard. In terms of realm, Baiqiu and others had already climbed to the middle stage of the sixth stage of Shenwu, except for not reaching the seventh stage of Shenwu.

　　 This time in the gravity room practice, Huang Tian and others' cultivation bases skyrocketed, coupled with desperate attacks, the Yuan Dynasty imperial family couldn't react for a while, and they went through such a brutal life and death hunt.

　　 Gabon’s knives are the most terrifying. As soon as the knives come out, they will evolve into the city’s red knives, which can affect people’s spirits.

　　 "click!"

　　 The first corpse appeared and fell under the hatchet in Gabon.

　　 But soon, the Yuan Dynasty's imperial family reacted and began to counterattack. After all, they have an absolute advantage in numbers, with an average of six people against one person. Even if they can leapfrog the challenge, it is impossible to fight six people in a row.

　　 Ye Feng made a move, with a single finger, a young man from the Yuan Dynasty imperial family of Shenwu Sixth Layer turned directly into a pile of minced meat, constantly wriggling above the void.

　　 "Kill!"

　　's terrifying killing intent was spreading. Ye Feng's divine consciousness always paid attention to the Shenwu Seventh Layer who hadn't shot, so he didn't use the sword of killing, but used the air flame fingers to attack from a distance.

　　Whenever five people are in trouble, a strange finger appears, which can instantly crush the opponent.

　　 At the beginning, Baiqiu and others still had some scruples. When they shot, they still thought about defense. I felt that Ye Feng was always guarding them, letting go, and there were almost no defensive moves. It was a fight for life. Life style.

　　 They are also human, and of course they are also afraid of death. Faced with five fierce wolves, there is also Ye Feng assisting. Why are they not afraid, more than 30 people, but only a few breaths, they died in Ye Feng’s hands There are five or six people.

　　 Watching the clansmen fall down one by one, the young man in white couldn't bear it anymore. The seven-fold aura of Shenwu was released, and a terrible killing intent shrouded Ye Feng.

　　"Are you finally going to shoot?"

　　 Ye Feng drew an arc at the corner of his mouth, killing five or six members of the Yuan Dynasty royal family in a row. This man couldn't help it.

　　"Brother, help me hold him five breaths!"

　　 Ye Feng transmitted sound to Yan Ming and asked Yan Ming to help him hold the white-clothed man for five breaths, enough for Ye Feng to do a lot of things.

　　 "Good!"

　　 Yan Ming also burst out a terrible flame, it was the breath of a heavy bird, holding five virtual charms, and aimed at this white-clothed youth. As long as he shot, these virtual charms had the opportunity to greet him desperately.

　　 And Ye Feng entered the flock like a wolf, and began to hunt wildly. With a single finger, one person was crushed into meat sauce. At this moment, all genius disciples and guards were all pigs and dogs.

　　 The ground is full of minced meat. Ye Feng broke through to the middle stage of Shenwu Sixth Layer, with a strong aura, and his body is comparable to Shenwu Seventh Layer. In addition, the original spirit has reached the seventh layer, and he is not afraid of any attacks around him.

　　The empty flame finger has been used to the extreme, no matter how far apart you are, as long as Ye Feng's finger clicks, it will be minced meat all over the place.

　　The terrible killing intent was spreading, and the face of the white-clothed youth was gloomy and terrible in the distance. In just a few breaths, Ye Feng once again killed six or seven people.

　　 There were still thirty people just now, and now there are only thirteen or four people left, plus Baiqiu and others are capable of one enemy two, and the scene is in a stalemate.

　　"Second prince, let’s move, we can’t hold on!"

　　 One of the guards finally spoke, and Ye Feng's methods completely lost their confidence, especially Xiao He, whose face was already pale.

　　 This young man turned out to be the second prince, the prince of the Yuan Dynasty, and the prince of the Baiyun imperial family, and joined the ranks of besieging Ye Feng.

　　 The white-clothed youth didn't want to make a move, but he felt a terrible aura on Yan Ming's body, and the energy emitted by the five virtual talisman made him very jealous.

　　 But if you don't make any moves, these people will die in Ye Feng's hands. Xiao He played a few virtual symbols, which were easily resolved by Ye Feng.

The five-level virtual talisman portrayed by 　　 Xiao He is not as powerful as Ye Feng's fourth-level virtual talisman, and it is of little use at all.

　　 can't wait any longer, the young man in white moved his body and threw himself at Ye Feng. Only he could kill Ye Feng in front of him.

　　 When the white-clothed young man moved his body, Yan Ming shot, and a virtual talisman was released, blocking the white-clothed young man's path.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The virtual talisman exploded, and the second prince retreated, changed the direction, and continued to rush towards Ye Feng.

　　 Yan Ming didn't hesitate, another virtual talisman flew out, once again blocking the way of the second prince of the Yuan Dynasty.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 There was another deafening noise. The second prince was very aggrieved. There was a lot of dirt on the white clothes, making him angry with murderous intent.

　　Since Ye Feng could not be killed, he killed Yan Ming first, changed his direction, and rushed towards Yan Ming.

　　"Brother, don't save imaginary symbols, blow him up!"

　　 Ye Feng knew that Yan Ming still had a lot of imaginary symbols on him, and it was not time to save.

　　 Yan Ming heard that there were four or five more virtual symbols in his hand. This time, three of them flew away from the second prince.

　　 "I...%￥&!"

　　 The second prince uttered a foul language, how to fight this? The opponent's imaginary talisman seemed to be free of money, and he kept throwing it out, making him very aggrieved.

　　 Yan Ming's heart is dripping blood. This imaginary talisman is worth ten million yuan. Every time it is thrown out, the corner of Yan Ming's eyes twitches.

　　 But soon, he found his body refreshed, getting refreshed, watching the second prince jump up and down, Yan Ming laughed excitedly.

　　 He had never thought that one day he could force Shenwu Seventh Layer to fight back without any strength. He had forgotten the preciousness of the virtual talisman, and instead he was happy.

　　 Yan Ming has hardly played against anyone, and he doesn't know what it feels like to suppress his opponents. I experienced it at this moment. It was very refreshing, very refreshing. Yan Ming was about to laugh happily.

　　 "Blow you up, blow up you..."

　　 Yan Ming flew out with a number of virtual symbols in his hand, the second prince who exploded dodged from left to right, unable to get close to Yan Ming at all, his whole body was gray, and the white gown on his body had turned muddy.

　　 Ye Feng had a black line. He just let Yan Ming contain five breathing times. He didn't expect Yan Ming to be addicted to it. In just a dozen breathing times, Yan Ming shot nearly 20 virtual symbols.

　　 This is equivalent to hitting the second prince with 200 million yuan pill. It is estimated that only Yan Ming can make such a handwriting.

　　 was getting more and more refreshed, Yan Ming flicked his fingers, and five virtual symbols flew out, blocking the front and back of the second prince, making him unable to escape.

　　"Boom boom boom..."

　　 The few people who fought in the distance were directly kicked out. Even Ye Feng was no exception. The powerful explosive force caused a mountain in the distance to collapse directly.

　　 The only remaining five Shenwu members of the Yuan Dynasty imperial family were directly killed. There were still thirty people just now, and in a blink of an eye, there were only less than six or seven people left.

　　 And these six or seven people were very embarrassed. After Yan Ming's virtual talisman exploded violently, they all felt pain in their eardrums and lost their hearing.

　　 This is not the most horrible. The second prince in the middle of the virtual talisman has a layer of blood on his face, and his white shirt is torn, hanging like a rag.

　　 Some wounds began to spray with blood, and the five fifth-level phantoms also caused some trauma on his body.

　　 It's a pity that Yan Ming can only describe the fifth-level imaginary talisman. If it were the sixth-level imaginary talisman, he would have smashed the second prince into meat sauce.

　　 Seeing that the second prince was still alive, Yan Ming stretched out his hand and found that there was nothing in his palm.

　　 "Well, I ran out of virtual symbols!"

　　 After this madness, Yan Ming realized a serious problem. The virtual talisman on his body was completely consumed.

　　 Seeing that there is no imaginary talisman in Yan Ming's hand, the second prince approached Yan Ming step by step, the expression on his face was already distorted.

　　 "A small five-layer Shenwu Realm, unexpectedly forced me to this point!"

　　 The second prince stepped on the dilapidated ground, with a stride, and with a big hand, he grabbed Yan Ming's neck, extremely fast.

　　 Although his body was severely injured, there were two levels of difference between the two, and close combat itself was not Yan Ming's strong point.

　　 At the moment when the second prince shot, a breeze appeared, and Ye Feng cultivated his body skills in the tenfold gravity chamber. Now gravity has disappeared and the speed has increased tenfold.

　　 "Your opponent is me!"

　　 There are six or seven people left over there. Baiqiu and others can already deal with them. Even if they can't be killed, there should be no problem with protecting themselves.

　　 Sword of Slaughter appeared, and a fierce sword aura cut down at the second prince~IndoMTL.com~ I wanted to kill myself, let alone the second prince, even if the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty came, Ye Feng could kill him as well.

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　 The second prince could only give up the offensive against Yan Ming, his palm shook, and the long sword in his hand turned into an unparalleled ray of light, slashing towards Ye Feng in the air.

　　"Shenwu Seventh, is it amazing?"

　　 Ye Feng’s mouth turned into an arc, and the killing intent of the killing sword increased sharply, and Jian Rong scattered above the void, blocking every inch of the second prince’s move.

　　 If it was half a month ago, Ye Feng would really not be able to help Shenwu Seventh Layer, but it is different now, because Ye Feng has completely cultivated the Heavenly Evil Sword Technique.

　　 "Jian Rong, you have reached the level of perfection!"

　　 The second prince showed a hint of horror, and Ye Feng actually realized that he had reached the pinnacle of microcosmic mood, and he could enter the spirit-opening realm just a step away.

　　 Sword intent is divided into levels, ordinary sword intent, from one to nine points, followed by subtlety, Xiaocheng to perfection, and then enlightenment, so that sword intent has spirituality.

　　 If you talk about the slightest sword intent, it can almost raise the sword intent to a peak, but the opening of the spirit realm is another scene.

　　 Regardless of the sword intent or the subtlety, there is a lack of spirituality. Only in the open spirit state can the sword intent have aura, and the sword intent with spirituality is a terrible sword intent.

　　 Ye Feng guessed, on the iceberg, the sword aura that he felt should be the spirit sword aura, which has not melted for thousands of years.

　　 "You still have some insight!"

　　 The sword's edge flicked, and Ye Feng's sword power continued to increase, and he took over the sword of the second prince.

　　 "Knocky!"

　　 There was a sharp impact, and the second prince felt his arms numb, and the long sword in his hand was directly cut into two pieces, which was cut by Ye Feng with a sword.