155, who killed Jin Peng's ancestor

"It's so slow to come, this master is useless enough!" Han Jing's words were contemptuous, but she smiled brightly. She was about to jump up when she suddenly found a mysterious force coming, and she almost felt that she was imprisoned.

It turned out that not only did she want to hook the fish and let the people behind the scenes jump out, but also the trap set by the other party. What she really wants to deal with is the master. She is just a bait.

Han Jing seemed stunned and turned into a clay sculpture in an instant. The posture of looking up has not changed, and the invisible force squeezed her body mask. The sound of broken ice can be heard, and the sword spirit of the ice soul sword gushed out and quickly repaired those cracks.

Yang Feng stepped on the fire phoenix and waved the purple electric nine-curve gun, like thousands of lightning bombarded, and the array integrating attack and protection was completely collapsed. He is like a Thor's flying long hair with fine snake-shaped electric light, and the purple electric nine-curve gun is even more electric like a thunder dragon in the sky.

In contrast, the underage fire phoenix looks too inconspicuous. But its speed is amazingly fast. After Yang Feng's bombardment, a fireball hit behind it. Its elegant body avoided the fireball first, and then rushed to the sky with Yang Feng's wings, like a thunder cloud rolling in the air, followed by a dive, forming a bright red flame due to high-speed flight and air friction, which made it suddenly grow more than double.

These words were completed between the flash of the fireball, and the sneak attack failed. The fireball hit the edge of the stand and bombarded the stone fence depicting the protective array. Before the fireball burst, a man in black riding a big bird appeared above the stands, who was upright but evil. His height belongs to the category that stands out among tall people, but he is thin compared with his blackbird.

The hair of the big bird's wings is dark gold, and its wings are spread out, and the distance between the tips of the two wings is ten meters. Cover half of the stands. It seems that it is quite famous. Some of the fleeing audience shouted, "It's the golden-winged roc!"

Those people are afraid of not only birds, but also the men in black on the back of the birds.

Yang Feng shouted at a high altitude, "Jin Peng ancestor, what do you want to do!" With this thunderous roar, the purple electric nine-curve gun shot out of its hand, like a wandering dragon jumping down, with the fierce power of thunder and lightning that destroyed everything, and rushed to the hill-like bird.

With a long roar, the golden-winged roc flapped its wings, and the ancestor of Jinpeng standing on its back laughed, "Yang Feng, you live to be angry and resentful. Go to death as soon as possible!" However, he did not attack Yang Feng in the sky, and the flames rushed out of the waved sleeves of his robe. It is sprinkled on the stand below.

The whole stands turned into a sea of fire. After the death of innocent civilians who died on the killer knife, they could not even leave their bones, and they were burned to ashes in an instant. Jinpeng's ancestor's cuffs are like a crater, constantly spraying red flames. Han Jing and Yu Guhong are trapped in the middle of the sea of fire and can't escape.

This is the foundation of the Xuanqi Temple. In the largest ranking competition of Xuanqi Temple, someone came to make trouble and make trouble?

"Is there anything wrong, or am I hallucinating?" Han Jing couldn't turn around, and even the shield was automatically repaired by the ice sword. I really don't know what the black robe of Jinpeng's ancestor is. The scattered flame can melt even the ice soul sword.

"Jin Peng Laozu, are your overseas Sanxiu League declaring war on the Xuanqi Temple?" Yu Youmin's majestic voice sounded.

After another burst of laughter, Jin Peng's ancestor said, "Don't press me with such a big hat. I'm afraid. The overseas scattered alliance is not as rich as your Xuanqi Temple, but just do some small business. Someone paid a lot of money to ask us to kill Yang Feng in this ranking competition, and I was also anxious.

Han Jing, who seemed to be stunned, said at this time, "It's reasonable to kill my master, so why do you want to kill me?" Is there anyone who even kills shrimps like me?

Under the fierce power of Jin Peng's ancestor, many people couldn't breathe far away. Han Jing was closest to him. Even Yu Guhong, who was stronger than her, felt difficult to breathe, but she spoke fluently.

Han Jing, who bowed her head in the extremely hot sea of fire, said, "The boy's spiritual power is very strong, and he is not affected. Be a disciple of the ancestor!"

"You are the grasshopper after the autumn, and you won't have a long life. If I were your disciple, I would have to die quickly. I'm not that stupid!" Han Jing said this and shook her hand and danced the thunder gun.

The ice sword air came out through the tip of the gun, and the body of the whole gun was quickly covered with a thin layer of ice and swam in the flame. It looked like an ice dragon hovering around in the flame all over the sky. The flame failed to damage the ice dragon at all, which made the ice dragon more vivid and brilliant.

"Oh, this gun is good, and it is not weaker than the purple electric nine-curve gun!" Jin Peng's ancestor was slightly surprised. With his strength, since he dares to bring people to the main hall of the Xuanqi Temple to make trouble, his vision is of course high, and there are not many Xuan soldiers who can make him move him. If his attributes are not suitable, he wants to grab it.

Well, it was originally intended to kill Yang Feng and his disciples. Of course, the purple electric nine-curve gun and this ice gun are also trophies. Thinking of this, Jin Peng's ancestor's attention was focused on Yang Feng again.

In the short time of Han Jing's interrupt, Yang Feng has brewed a big move "Thunder Trial". When Jin Peng's ancestor looked up, the purple electric nine-curved gun in his hand was connected, and the thunder surged like a tide covering the sky and the sun. The sky with him as the center flashed on it was like a mysterious beast-shaped thunderstorm coming. Golden-winged roc The birds are screaming in horror.

"It looks good. How about the power!" Jin Peng's ancestor looked up to the sky and laughed arrogantly. A flame condensed into the shape of a knife from his raised sleeves, like a peerless fierce soldier exuding ferocious power.

As soon as the flame knife was formed, the lightning in the air condensed into a bucket of thunder and lightning. The two did not explode, and the space seemed to be static, and a strange black hole appeared.

Soon, the defense array of the ground building below collapsed, and a mushroom cloud rushed into the strange black hole. A thunderous explosion sounded. A strong shock wave on the ground fluctuated like a water wave, and was guided by the undamaged defense array nearby, and quickly disappeared into the invisible.

Up to now, I haven't seen the master of Xuanqi Temple appear? Han Jing looked at the master of the sky like a thunder god and suddenly understood his situation. She didn't know whether it was the nature of caring or hoeing the strong to help the weak broke out at this time. Even if her support was almost exhausted until now, she did not hesitate to take action.

The ice wheel was formed at her feet. With the power of ice wheel rotation, Han Jing floated up and raised her gun and pointed to the golden-winged Dapeng. Far away, the cold sword breath flashed from the tip of the gun.

No one noticed that there was a flash of ice blue in the flames and lightning. Even the powerful Jinpeng ancestor only felt the devastating cold breath of the ice soul sword, but before he could react, the left wing of the golden-winged roc bird was cut off, and half of the wings larger than the door plate and the bird's identity, the bird's screams sounded.

While the golden-winged roc bird turned sideways in pain, the ice soul sword penetrated the bird's body and penetrated into the golden roc ancestor's Dantian without hindrance. At this time, Yang Feng's purple electric nine-curve gun came with lightning.

Even Yang Feng felt that it was too easy to get it, and Jin Peng's ancestor did not dodge at all. His purple electric nine-qu gun was infinitely close to the artifact. No matter how strong Jin Peng's body was, it was also pierced into his heart with a shot, and then thunder was like lightning, so that his bones were gone.

Not only did Jin Peng's ancestors expect to die so miserably, but no one onlookers thought of it.

The only Han Jing, who really knew that Jin Peng's ancestor had died in the center of Yang Feng's gun, didn't expect that it was not difficult to slaughter him with an ice soul sword like slaughtering a pig and a dog. After being stunned, she cheered loudly: "The waste master is so handsome!"

No one echoes Han Jing, and no one finds it funny at all.

Jin Peng's ancestor is the deputy leader of the overseas Sanxiu League, and few people in the world can compete with him. Although Yang Feng is strong, he is a junior after all. Isn't it too ridiculous to kill Jin Peng's ancestor so easily?

All people felt that there was something wrong with Yang Feng's killing of Jin Peng's ancestor. Even if they witnessed it, everyone felt that their eyes had deceived them. However, no one dared to think that Han Jing killed Jin Peng's ancestor.

Who killed Jin Peng's ancestor?

Yang Feng gave an explanation. He still stepped on the fire phoenix, bowed to the air with his fists and said, "Thank you for your help."

Mo Xu's predecessors did not respond, but everyone believed that there was such a senior who secretly helped Yang Feng. Even Han Jing was confused: Yes, Jin Peng's ancestor seems to be very powerful, and there should be another master to help him kill him.

Yu Youmin finally appeared. Ling Yu walked to Yang Feng and hugged his fist in the direction he saw and said, "Thank you for your righteous help." Without a response, he was not annoyed at all and said to Yang Feng with a concerned face, "Feng Er, are you not hurt?"

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine." Yang Feng said without a trace of anger, as if it was normal for the master and even the master of the temple not to come forward.

"Moon Island was attacked, and the teacher just went over there." Yu Youmin explained.

Yang Feng was shocked: "Did the target of the Overseas Sanxiu Alliance turn out to be Moon Bay?" As the genius star of the Xuanqi Temple and the head of a branch temple, he naturally knew that Moon Bay was a place to imprison important prisoners, in which there were ten-digit evil monks, and these evil cults were all overseas scattered alliances.

"No, there is a sealed ancient passage to the dark abyss in the Moon Bay. The evil practitioners colluded with the overseas Sanxiu League and used this competition to disturb the situation, but in fact, it made Jinpeng's ancestor bluff to attract attention, while the rest of the main force was attacking Moon Bay.

"Are you successful?" Yang Feng felt that he was a little idiot.