Chapter 157

"Kill!"

After a roar, Ye Feng jumped into the crowd and sent out more than ten fists one after another. Countless dazzling fist shadows were as fast as lightning, and bombarded the fighters who surrounded him in all directions.

Boom.

The shadow of the fist flashed. No one was the enemy of his fist. Seven or eight children of the four aristocratic families around him were blasted into bodies before they could even scream.

The screams on the mountain are continuous, the broken limbs and arms are flying, and the blood is sprayed like a fountain.

The blood dyed the whole area red, shocking.

Seeing the slaughter of wolves into sheep, Lin Qingjie's eyes were full of horror.

The result was beyond his imagination.

"This... Is impossible!"

He whispered to himself.

With one punch, he drove back the top ten experts of the three yellow lists, even blasted one of them in the air, and then slaughtered. With such strength, I'm afraid Hua Tiancheng can't do it.

"The power of artistic conception..."

"He has understood the power of artistic conception. How can this person provoke?"

Zhuge Chengyun, who was very happy, glanced at the scattered corpses on the ground. His eyes showed fear. Then he walked in a flash and retreated directly towards the hillside in the opposite direction.

"ZHUGE Chengyun, even if ye Feng understands the power of artistic conception, it is obviously impossible to inspire the second fist in a short time. If you and I join hands, we may not lose." seeing Zhuge Chengyun shrink back, Lin Qingjie's face becomes very embarrassed.

"As long as you kill this man, everything belongs to you." he gritted his teeth and drank.

Zhuge Chengyun can go, but Lin Qingjie can't. In other words, Ye Feng can let Zhuge Chengyun go, but he will never let Lin Qingjie go.

He and Ye Feng have completely reached an endless situation. That's why Lin Qingjie said such words.

However, such temptation did not turn Zhuge Chengyun's figure.

He was completely frightened by the punch just now and lost his courage to fight Ye Feng.

Even if ye Feng has the most precious treasure that makes the warrior become a God in one step, he can't inspire Zhuge Chengyun's heroic style.

The most precious treasure must be enjoyed by life.

"Coward rats, you are still the sixth in the Yellow list."

Lin Qingjie scolded loudly. He knew that Zhuge Chengyun could not turn back and fight to the death. He could only cheer up and fly towards Ye Feng.

The long sword in his hand drew countless sword flowers in an instant.

"Ye Feng, your fist that contains the power of artistic conception just now is really fierce, but obviously it can't be used for the second time. Now, let's see what means you have. Go to hell!"

"Killing you is like killing a dog. Why do you need the power of artistic conception?"

Ye Feng sneered and raised a trace of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth: "as long as you can catch my fist, I will spare you a lot of adults Ye Feng. I will spare you."

"What?"

Lin Qingjie's face sank when he heard the speech.

A few months ago, Ye Feng was still a mole ant who didn't get into his eyes. Now he actually doesn't pay attention to himself.

Even if the strength is strong, it is wishful thinking to defeat yourself without using the power of artistic conception.

"Lin Qingjie, you listen to me everywhere. I would never let you go."

Ye Feng's face was very cold and said faintly, "but God has the virtue of living well. Now I'll give you a chance, one punch, and I'll only give you one punch. If you don't die, even if you're lucky."

As soon as the words fell, his momentum suddenly soared, and his true Qi soared into the sky.

"Die!"

Shua!

Ye Feng's body passed over the heads of several aristocratic families, flew over Lin Qingjie like lightning, and rolled down with a fist.

"Lion rage"

This time, Ye Feng used the strongest move in the "king of beasts fist". Suddenly, a dignified virtual shadow of the Lion King appeared in the air, roared up to the sky, coerced the rolling waves and covered Lin Qingjie's head.

Only the ground level martial arts can stimulate the vitality and virtual shadow. With the power of Ye Feng and the power of the ground level martial arts, the power can be imagined.

"Even if you have advanced martial arts skills, you can't kill me with one punch!"

In the face of the overwhelming virtual shadow of the lion king, Lin Qingjie showed a trace of panic in his eyes. Then his face became very dignified, his momentum became stronger, and his thick Qi also began to gather on his fist.

After an angry drink, his fists went out to sea like a dragon and directly hit the virtual shadow falling overhead.

Boom!

The two figures intersect up and down.

The air wave generated by the collision of vitality overturned many martial artists around. The shocking explosion made many people's heads buzzing.

Click!

The rock under my feet made a light sound, cracked instantly, and thick cracks spread rapidly around.

Lin Qingjie was suppressed by a powerful force. His whole body was shocked and his mouth vomited blood. His body sank instantly and inserted directly into the rocks below his waist.

His head hung down soft, and almost all the bones below his chest were smashed into pieces by Juli. After spitting out a series of blood bubbles, his godless eyes finally dimmed and lost the brilliance of life.

One punch.

He didn't use the power of artistic conception. Sure enough, he only used one punch to kill Lin Qingjie, the ninth in the Yellow list.

The whole mountain is silent. The eyes of the only more than ten children of the four aristocratic families are dull. Everyone is petrified. I don't know whether to continue the attack or disperse and run for their lives.

Under the ghostly gaze, Ye Feng turned his eyes and scanned these unknown aristocratic children.

He spoke in a cold voice.

"If you want to live, hand over your storage ring."

No one dares not to listen.

Zhuge Chengyun, the three experts who led the team to encircle Ye Feng, was frightened and fled early. Shangguanzheng and Lin Qingjie were killed by Ye Feng. The remaining more than a dozen people were already soft with fear under Ye Feng's eyes.

More than a dozen people sent the storage ring to Ye Feng, and even several knowledgeable people searched the storage ring from the bodies killed by Ye Feng and turned it over.

"Anyone who knows the whereabouts of Hua Tianli can take back his storage ring."

After a while, Ye Feng had more than 30 storage rings in his hand.

"Mr. Ye... After Hua Tianli entered the secret territory, he soon contacted the people of Feiyun sect. Now he should follow Lu Yuanhong to the central ancient hall. As long as Mr. Ye goes deep, he will certainly meet them in the ancient hall."

After thinking for a while, one of the children of an aristocratic family stepped forward and said.

Ye Feng nodded and let him take back his storage ring.

"Who else has seen the three princes and the seven princes?" I wanted to leave, but Ye Feng suddenly thought of something and continued to ask.

"Tell Mr. Ye, the third prince and the seventh princess are walking with other princes and nobles. These people don't go deep into the secret territory. They should still be in the outermost area at the moment, and there won't be any ungrateful martial artists to provoke them, so they should be safe and sound. When the secret territory is closed in a few days, they will be sent out automatically." another family child replied.

Hearing the man's answer, Ye Feng calmed down a lot.

There are many monsters in the secret place. According to Huo Jinger's strength, it can be said that it is difficult to move a step.

The third prince has a unique spirit sword and can only barely protect himself at most.

They don't go deep, that's the best, but