Martial arts supreme

Chapter 450 Let's go to hell together (Second update! Just subscribe for a monthly pass)
Cui'er asked herself, since the day she became a knight, the number of battles has been eight hundred if not one thousand.

In hundreds of battles, no more than 50 people could beat her.And the cultivation base of those 50 people is also the late chivalrous period.

As for the remaining battles, Tweety was injured but never defeated.But today, it was the first time that Tweety Er had encountered such a thing that an early chivalrous man actually forced her into a dangerous situation, and even wounded her internal organs.

This is secondary, what surprised Cui'er the most, and she couldn't calm down, was that when she was fighting with the man in black in front of her, she was actually sucked away by [-]% of her vitality.

It is no exaggeration to say that this has already threatened Tweety's life.If the opponent absorbs her vitality a few more times, even if she is a late-stage knight, there is absolutely no possibility of defeating the opponent.

"Tell me! Who are you? Where did you come from?" Tweety, who was pale with fright, frowned, and asked again when Ye Feng remained silent.

"Is it important?"

"You..." Tweety's eyes narrowed slightly, she took an angry breath and said: "You have made three kinds of martial arts in one go, you must be a person who has been killed for a long time. Tell me! Are you a disciple of the Holy Martial Academy? ?”

This sentence was like a muffled thunder, which shocked the nine women in the courtyard, and they all looked at each other in shock.

In the middle of the hall on the first floor of the small building, the old woman lying on the rocking chair was closing her eyes, and the fan in her right hand was shaking slightly from time to time.But the moment Cui'er mentioned the Holy Martial Academy, the old woman's hand holding the fan stopped suddenly, and her slightly closed eyes suddenly broke away.

"Holy... Martial... Academy?" The old woman's expression changed slightly, she frowned, took a breath, and murmured thoughtfully: "No wonder you can feel a strong murderous aura on him, and his cultivation Because he is only an early knight, but he can play with more than 30 mid-term knights in the palm of his hand. From this point of view, he should be a master of the black world. Should we let him go? The cultivation of the two monsters, black and white Although it's a little weaker, but if you get angry, you must demolish my mansion."

The old woman put the fan on the table and rubbed her temples. Obviously, this incident disturbed her a little.

In the alley, the thirteen mid-term knights all shrank in fear after hearing Cui'er's words. Among them, two thin knights collapsed and sat on the ground, their faces ashen as death and their eyes filled with despair. .

"Your mother's Zuoqiu Yang, I have been hurt by you." The big man with a big knife in his hand retreated to the wall, leaned against the wall and sat on the ground slowly, looked up at Ye Fenghou, and there was nothing in his eyes The anger is full of fear.

"Son of a son of a bitch. Zuo Qiuyang, if I can live, I will kill any of your Tianwumen disciples when I see you in the future. If I let anyone go, I won't be called Wei Zizheng."

"It's over, I provoked the disciples of the Holy Martial Academy. If this news gets out, even though the Xuanwu Kingdom is big, there will be no place for me to live in peace."

……

The 13 people greeted Zuo Qiuyang's eighteen generations of ancestors in their hearts, and each of them also thought about it in their hearts. If they survived the catastrophe, they would never end with Zuo Qiuyang in the future.

"Haha! It seems that the prestige of the Holy Martial Academy is indeed not small."

Ye Feng saw fear in Tweety's eyes, it was the fear that came from his heart.Ye Feng can be sure that as long as he says that he is a disciple of the Holy Martial Academy, today's catastrophe can be passed safely.

But Ye Feng shook his head.

"Before I thought my luck was very good, but I didn't expect my luck to be memorized." Ye Feng smiled wryly, and said again: "You don't have to be afraid to be nervous, I am not a disciple of the Holy Martial Academy."

"Huh? Are you really not a disciple of the Holy Martial Academy?" Tweety frowned again, and doubts appeared in her eyes, obviously not believing Ye Feng's words.

"You are not short of money, and I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I don't bother to use the prestige of the Holy Martial Academy to live on. I don't bother to do such low-level things." Ye Feng's words paused, and he said: " If you want to talk nonsense, if you don’t let me leave safely, then let’s fight.”

Since the day Ye Feng became a hero, he has experienced many fights, big and small.Whether he was angry at Hengyue, or being dominated by the yin and death in Danzong, or even when Danzong and Hengyue faction jointly attacked ancient Yezong, Ye Feng never backed down.

Death, Ye Feng was never afraid.It can be said that since the day of his birth, he has been wandering before the gate of hell every day in the 15 years.It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Feng has long been numb to death, and he is also used to the smell of death after the gate of hell is closed.

"I'd rather die here than live with the prestige of the Holy Martial Academy. It seems that you have a lot of backbone. If it were for other reasons, I might ask my mother-in-law to let you live. But I won't send you today." Hit disabled, you never want to leave."

The admiration in Tweety'er's eyes flashed away, she waved her hands to the nine girls below, and saw all nine girls come up to the top of the building, and surrounded Ye Feng in an instant.

Ye Feng glanced at the ten girls who surrounded him, and suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly. After laughing, he raised his right hand and slowly took off his robe and cap, and said coldly: "Killing me an early-stage knight, even We need ten late-stage knights to attack at the same time, you... really think highly of me."

The red and white hair moved with the wind, and the dark red eyes were cautious and ruthless. The ten women who looked at Ye Feng gasped, and even the hearts in their bodies beat faster.The strong murderous aura emanating from Ye Feng's body made the ten women tremble three times.

"You..."

Tweety'er's expression had become extremely serious, and the words that came out were only half-spoken and lost their sound.Perhaps, Tweety could no longer find the right words to describe the boy in front of her.

"You think highly of me so much, why don't you follow me to the underworld for a while."

With a bang, the purple sword and its scabbard were pushed aside by Ye Feng.Looking at Ye Feng's face again, the vicious and evil smile revealed made people tremble with fear.At the same time, under the astonishment of the ten girls, Ye Feng's dark red eyes turned rapidly.

Instantly!The bodies of the ten people shook suddenly, and their faces showed different degrees of pain.

"Don't...don't look into his eyes." Tweety hurriedly withdrew her gaze, and shouted at Nine Girls.

Ye Feng's smile became more and more sinister and cautious. When he opened his arms, Ye Feng's body emitted a lot of black energy instantly.

"I am waiting for you and ten others in the underworld."

It was as if cold words from hell came to my ears, and the jaded backs of Cui'er and other ten girls were shocked.When they looked up at the large amount of black air rising into the sky, the ashen-faced ten girls looked at each other, and rushed towards Ye Feng with fists bearing the pain of their souls.

"die!"

After saying one word, there was no expression on Ye Feng's face anymore, he raised his right hand and took a photo vigorously towards the roof of the building.

I saw the black energy rolling rapidly in mid-air, and then crashing down. The moment it came into contact with the ten women, it directly penetrated the imaginary vitality armor outside the ten people's bodies, and penetrated into their bodies in the blink of an eye.

Standing up slowly, Ye Feng's eyes were dull and his expression was dull.As his right hand was slowly clenched, it could be seen that Tweety and the others who had stopped still had undergone tremendous changes, and their mental state instantly became sluggish, as if their vitality was constantly passing away, and they were stepping towards death step by step.

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(End of this chapter)