Invincible Dragon God Evolution System

Chapter 214

The grim smiles on the faces of Sun Lianpu and Sun Qian's father and son were replaced by shock and horror. On the spot of petrification, they seemed to have forgotten to breathe, and their hearts seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer and burst open.

In the eyes of the father and son, the sword of Ren Yi is extremely terrifying, no one can break it, and it will seriously injure Ye Feng.

But at the last moment, at the critical moment, Ye Feng still found a loophole.

hate it!

Unwilling!
Strong unwillingness and dissatisfaction surged in the hearts of the father and son, and they roared frantically: Why did they reverse what could kill him, why?
The most shocking thing was Ren Yijian. His pride no longer existed, and he was terrified to die. His eyes filled with various emotions stared at Ye Feng fiercely, his heart beating violently.

"You, you, how could you defeat my Thousand Illusion Sword Technique!"

Yi Jian came back to his senses, his face climbed up with a ferocious color, he gnashed his teeth and roared with tears in his eyes.

He is a heaven-level swordsman, and the "Thousand Illusion Swordsmanship" he practiced is an advanced swordsmanship and one of the strongest swordsmanship of Wanjianzong.

Since he practiced "Thousand Illusion Swordsmanship", a total of 38 people died under his Thousand Illusions Swordsmanship, and the strongest person among them was at the Qiwu Ninth Level Dao Realm.

He was confident that Ye Feng would also die under his Thousand Illusion Sword Technique.

But in the end, the opponent broke his swordsmanship.

In his opinion, even if someone can defeat his Thousand Illusion Swordsmanship, it shouldn't be Ye Feng, but a stronger swordsman than him!
What kind of thing is Ye Feng, just an awakened person, how can he be qualified to break his advanced swordsmanship.

hateful.

hateful.

In Ren Yijian's heart, a raging fire of hatred and poison was ignited.

Ye Feng's eyes regained their clarity, the corners of his mouth turned up, with a wicked arc, and he sneered playfully:

"Are you unwilling and dissatisfied?"

With a vicious look on his face, Ren Ren roared furiously:
"You are not worthy, you are not qualified to break my Thousand Illusion Sword Technique, only swordsmen can!"

Even if he lost, Ren Yijian was still arrogant and annoying!

not qualified?
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled into a cold, arrogant and cold arc. With a thought, the long sword was unsealed, and he threw it in front of any sword, and said indifferently:

"Since you are so dissatisfied, well, pick up the sword on the ground and come again!"

Ren Jian didn't move, his eyes were full of anger and viciousness, the veins on his face were bulging, and he stared at Ye Feng angrily.

humiliation.

From Ren Jian's point of view, Ye Feng was insulting him.

He is a heaven-level swordsman, with the arrogance that a swordsman should have, how could he bend down to pick up a sword thrown by the enemy.

In Ye Feng's knowledge of the sea, the reminder sound of Ren Jian's negative emotional value kept ringing.

Ye Feng was depressed for a while, and gave the opponent a second chance to attack, and gave him a chance to recover his face, but it turned out to be a good thing, and Ren Jian became even more angry.

Typical shameless face!

"Do you think I only know this trick!"

With a sinister face, Ren Ren roared hysterically.

Following that, afterimages left behind on his body rushed toward Ye Feng violently, his fingers turned into swords, and he slashed out with one finger, stabbing at Ye Feng with a flash of fierce sword light.

"Hehe, so you think I'm humiliating you. I really don't know where your arrogance comes from."

Ye Feng's face turned cold, his cold eyes exploded, and his voice was cold, as if from hell:
"After playing with you, it's time to end!"

After the words fell, Ye Feng slapped out a palm, and violently blasted at any sword like overwhelming momentum.

The vulnerable sword light collapsed in the blink of an eye.

Ren Jian's face changed wildly, and his eyes showed infinite horror and horror. He felt the destructive power contained in Ye Feng's palm. If he was hit, he would be close to death.

However, he wanted to hide, but it was too late, the tyrannical palm force had already descended, like a huge wave hitting him.

Yi Jian suddenly felt a domineering energy penetrate into his body, wreaking havoc.

puff~
Yi Jian opened his mouth to spurt blood, his body flew out like a cannonball, hit the wall heavily, and fell to the ground.

The sky is not the sky, the earth is not the earth, his eyes are circling crazily, his body is smashed, his bones seem to be falling apart, the pain is excruciating, and his consciousness is gradually blurred.

cold.

The living room is as cold as if winter is coming, and one breath can freeze the heart and lungs.

despair,

Endless despair made Sun Lianpu, Sun Qian, and Yu Mingliang breathless.

The eyes of the three were filled with resentment, resentment, unwillingness, and panic, and they looked at the young man in fear.

He is only a teenager, how can he be so strong.

He punched Hun Sen, who was in the third level of the murderous martial arts realm.

Kill any sword of a sky-level swordsman with one palm.

If this spreads, it will definitely shock the martial arts world.

Ye Feng's face was terribly cold, and his cold eyes burst out with frightening coldness. He walked up to Sun Lianpu and Sun Qian step by step, and looked at each other indifferently.

What a cold look!
The father and son shivered tremblingly, their hairs stood upside down, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and they felt cold all over their bodies.

"You, and you, kill yourself."

Ye Feng opened his mouth, uttered a few words coldly, and his tone was extremely firm.

suicide?

Yu Mingliang's pupils constricted sharply, his eyelids twitched violently, his mind trembled violently, his body trembled into sieves, and he stared at Ye Feng firmly.

Sun Lianpu smiled, the fear on his face was replaced by ferocity, he stared at Ye Feng fiercely, and said with a grin:

"Suicide? You let this old man commit suicide. You are a slut, what right do you have to make this old man commit suicide.

The old man is Butcher Sun. In Haibei, even those martial arts families have to be afraid of the old man. "

At this moment, Sun Lianpu revealed his true nature. How could an underground boss who had blood on his hands accept his fate so easily.

"Oh? It seems that you still have cards, otherwise you wouldn't be so crazy!"

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth turned up, and he pulled a sinister smile, and sneered playfully.

Sun Lianpu's eyes were extremely dark, like a poisonous snake, and he said fiercely:
"You only care about killing and killing here, and you can't save the twenty or so students whose feet have been cut off?"

hehe~
Old fox.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and there were cold lights in his eyes, and he said coldly:

"You threaten me with them?"

Sun Lianpu straightened his waist, regained his strong momentum, looked directly at Ye Feng, and said coldly:
"What do you think, if you exchange the lives of those 23 students for my lives, you will not lose!"

hehe~
Really confident.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth was raised, and with a wicked arc, he said with a wicked smile:

"Do you think I care about their lives?"

Ye Feng's eyes were filled with endless indifference, cold-blooded, bloodthirsty, without a trace of human emotion, and he looked at Sun Lianpu indifferently.

Sun Lianpu's breathing was stagnant, and he felt a sudden cardiac arrest, unable to breathe, the corners of his eyes twitched, the corners of his mouth twitched violently, and his whole body was cold.

From the boy's eyes, he saw real death and indifference.

In the eyes of the young man, they were like ants.

That's right, a ruthless person who killed fifty bodyguards without blinking an eye would care about the lives of 23 students.

However, Sun Lianpu had to take a gamble.

(End of this chapter)