Chapter 232 Huang Liao appears (please collect)

The disciples of Tianmen, who watched the battle, could only secretly comfort their battered heart and wanted to cry without tears.

Who let them meet such an unreasonable madman as Ye Feng!

However, Ye Feng's words also surprised the people present. If Ye Feng was right, Huang Liao of the war department would have been here long ago.

At the thought of this, these Tianmen disciples couldn't help muttering that these characters were indeed cold-blooded and ruthless.

It's really chilling that my companion was so hit so hard that he could stand by and watch.

Thinking of several other disciples here, they looked at the disciples of the war department who watched the battle, and found that these people looked more and more strange.

Is it possible that all the disciples in the war department are like this?

In order to test the strength of the enemy, even if his companion is seriously injured or even killed, he will not care at all?

Of course, it is impossible for the other four disciples to understand the thoughts of the war department, and it is impossible to know why these disciples who have dealt with death all year round have become like this.

Sometimes, for the victory of the whole war, even if they know that they are going to die, these disciples of the war department will not even frown.

This spirit is cultivated in the baptism of blood and fire, which can't be understood by these flower-like disciples in the greenhouse.

These people suddenly didn't notice that there were two slender figures in the dense forest. These two figures clearly stood on the treetops, but strangely, no one saw them.

One of them is Tianmen Master Tianqiong, and the other is Ye Kuanglan, who followed Ye Feng to Tianmen.

The two stood with their hands behind their hands and looked down indifferently, with no intention of interfering at all.

"You really don't care. That's your elite disciple of Tianmen." Seeing Ye Feng so elegant, Ye Kuanglan smiled brightly, "Don't regret it then!"

"You guy, are you burying me here again?" Tianqiong laughed dumbly, "Those disciples are not good at learning, who is to blame?"

"In addition, the war department has been proud of its achievements over the years and has always acted arrogantly. It is also the time to suffer losses and beat their arrogance." Looking down, the sky's eyes are deep, "Otherwise, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid there will be a disturbance inside if I don't abdicate."

"How dare you take advantage of my grandson!" Ye Kuanglan joked and didn't mean to be angry at all. "Ouch, well, whoever asks you to take care of my grandson so much, just take advantage of it!"

"You have to be cheap and sell well." Tianqiong rolled his eyes and looked innocent. "Your grandson has only joined Tianmen for more than a year, and he is ashamed to talk about me."

"What if you don't make trouble?" Ye Kuanglan was unwilling to say, "Who made him my grandson?"

"Yes, yes, it's your grandson, that is, your grandson. If it were others, it would be really lawless to see how I deal with him." Tianqiong laughed and scolded.

"Do you have no problem with those old antiques of your school?" Ye Kuanglan asked with a smile, "I remember that some guys seem to be particularly grumpy."

"You still think they were not miserable enough by you." Tianqiong said angrily, "If they really take action against Ye Feng, why don't you tear down their old bones?"

"Yes." Ye Kuanglan thought that it was indeed the case.

The eight venerable of Tianmen, the chaotic venerable, was the worst suffered by him, and the other seven also suffered more or less.

"Let's see how strong your grandson is now!" Looking at the calm figure standing with his hands behind his hands in the field, the sky sighed.

"I'm also curious about how strong this stinky boy is." Ye Kuanglan laughed and scolded, with a trace of thought on his face, "When he came home, he was only the fifth level of the king's level. Now it has only been five months, and he has reached the ninth level of the king's level. I really don't know how this stinky boy practiced."

"Don't you know that your grandson killed the three bandits of the gang as early as six months ago?" Tianqiong suddenly asked doubtfully and felt that something was wrong.

If Ye Kuanglan knew at this time, he would definitely not think that Ye Feng's real realm was just Wang Jie.

"What did you say?" Ye Kuanglan's body was shocked and almost thought he had heard it wrong.

"It seems that you really don't know." Tianqiong sighed, "I didn't think well at the beginning. Your grandson was designed when he joined Tianmen. As a result, he had to take over the task of destroying the gang."

"You mean my grandson took on such a dangerous task?" A sharp color flashed in his eyes, and Ye Kuanglan's eyes became cold in an instant.

"Can you calm down first?" Tianqiong sighed and knew it would be like this.

"What do you do with the person who dares to design my grandson?" Ye Kuanglan said coldly.

"Kill." Tianqiong said lightly, "After this matter was thoroughly investigated, all the people involved were killed."

"Hmm!" Ye Kuanglan snorted coldly and finally calmed down his anger.

"Well, if I don't do this, I won't destroy all the nine races of those people with your nature." Tianqiong sighed in his heart.

"But you mean that the stinky boy killed the king, the demon and the human respect." Then, Ye Kuanglan frowned and stared at Ye Feng in the field, puzzled.

"Yes, you also know how strong the King is, so I've always been curious about how Ye Feng completed this task." Tianqiong nodded and looked at Ye Feng, "You know, the person I sent to investigate the bandit world came back and said that the last battle lasted for three days and three nights, and it was not someone else who fought with the king, but your grandson."

"Impossible. No matter how strong this stinky boy is, he won't be so perverted." Ye Kuanglan looked stunned and couldn't help doubting whether he was dreaming.

"So I really want to see your grandson's real fighting power this time." Tianqiong's eyes condensed, "Huang Liao came back too abruptly. I always feel that there are some problems in it, but this can also let me see Ye Feng. You should know that Huang Liao is already a strong man in the ninth realm of the imperial level."

Ye Kuanglan was silent when he heard the words, and the words of the sky gave him a big impact.

In the field, it gradually became quiet with the landing of Ye Feng's words.

This quietness is unsettling and depressing.

Following Ye Feng's eyes, a figure exuding ancient and vicissitudes seemed to come from the end of the void. Step by step, the pace was calm, holding an ancient cyan long gun in his hand, and a vivid dragon carving on the spear god was clearly visible.

This is a dragon gun, infused with the dragon soul!

"Is this the first person in the war department who has been missing for more than 60,000 years?" Many disciples of Tianmen were frightened and looked at the slender figure in the sky, feeling fear from their souls.

"It's so strong, this man is so strong." A Tianmen disciple looked pale and his body trembled. "My soul seems to be torn."

"Ah~~ I'm the same. No, I can't stay here anymore." People kept retreating one after another.

The fear and trembling from the soul made these disciples retreat one by one as if they had seen a ghost, retreating again and again. The evil spirit emitted from Huang Liao almost failed.

In the void, Huang Liao walked slowly and walked forward step by step. His eyes were full of endless cold light, and a simple glance made people feel a piercing murderous and chill.

In particular, the bronze dragon gun in Huang Liao's hand made this killing more fierce, and the crowd trembled and shuddered.

Fear is completely an instinctive fear, just like an ant facing a giant elephant and can't have other thoughts at all.

Ye Feng's eyes were cold and stared at the way out of the void, as if he was integrated with the void.

The smell of ancient vicissitudes is only a surface. Ye Feng can feel the fierce spirit and murder hidden under this breath.

This person is definitely a strong man, super strong man!

Ye Feng made such a judgment at the first time.

Huang Liao simply walked out of the void, as if the sky was oppressing Ye Feng, as if to make Ye Feng bow down.

Although he has never said anything, he is full of an invincible momentum. This kind of character is absolutely beyond imagination.

"Huang Liao!" Ye Feng, who muttered in his heart, secretly celebrated that he was using the external incarnation at this moment. Although his physical combat power has been greatly improved, he has now been able to resist the fourth level of the emperor, but in the face of such figures as Huang Liao, he will definitely only be killed instantly.

"You are Ye Feng, who stirred up the sect." Looking down at Ye Feng, Huang Liao looked indifferent and completely used an interrogative tone to talk to Ye Feng again.

"Fuck and I are pretending to be big-tailed wolves here." Ye Feng sneered and stared at Huang Liao, "What are you? Do I want Ye Feng to take care of you?"

"Sure enough as they said." Huang Liao's tone suddenly became flat, and what was hidden under the plain was the cold murder. "In this case, it's up to me to clean up the door today."

Wo!

Before the words fell, Huang Liao suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Ye Feng in the blink of an eye. He poked his hand, the dragon gun roared, and the piercing murder suddenly burst out.

I don't know how many times more horrible fluctuations than the previous seven people's joint attack came from the tip of the gun. The bronze gun pointed cold light flashed, and a shocking dragon sounded in a trance.

Suddenly, people found that the dragon gun seemed to be alive, and the dragon carving on the gun body actually glowed a little.

Boom!

The void was suddenly poked into a hole, not big, only the size of a gun body, which is a manifestation of the ultimate cohesion of power.

The cold light flashed, the murderous machine was boiling, and the tip of the gun expanded sharply in Ye Feng's pupil. Huang Liao's speed surprised the disciples present.

It's not just them, but even Ye Feng was shocked. The piercing killing made Ye Feng's skin painful and his body trembled instinctively.

It's just that this trembling is not because of fear, but excitement, long-lost excitement.

Ye Feng smiled brightly in front of Huang Liao.