Chapter 52 Ye Feilong's Anger and Efuriousness

Ye Feilong has been waiting for the news of Elder Ye Linhan, but until the morning, he still didn't wait for the elder to come back. As soon as the anxious Ye Feilong wanted to send someone out to inquire, someone shouted and came in.

"Young master! Young master! It's not good!"

Ye Feilong rushed out in a hurry and saw a mercenary running in. He said breathlessly, "Young master! Elder, the elder..."

"What's wrong with him?" Ye Feilong grabbed the mercenary's collar and picked up the mercenary.

"The elder was killed."

Ye Feilong only felt that his whole body was exhausted because of this news. He died, but he died! That's the strength of the King of War, and that's the elders of their mercenary regiment.

The king of war spirit can kill a king of war spirit! Who the hell is it?

"Cold flame!" Ye Feilong spit out two words viciously, and his hands couldn't help using them out, and the mercenary's neck was crushed by the angry Ye Feilong.

He left the body of the mercenary, and Ye Feilong looked up to the sky and roared!

"I must avenge this!"

Ye Feilong is like a roaring lion, but he has lost the protection of Ye Linhan, the king of war. It can only be said that it is a lion that has lost its claws.

Although Ye Feilong is angry, he is not stupid at all. At this time, there is no mercenary regiment where the King of War is sitting. In the face of the beast tide, you don't have to think that he will be defeated.

Ye Feilong was also a fierce man. Ye Linhan's death surprised him, made him angry, and made him want revenge, but his mind was still clear and calm!

"We will give up this beast tide mission!" Ye Feilong immediately gave the order.

Keep the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood!

Ye Feilong doesn't want to fight desperately here. Even if he stares at the aura of genius, he is just a phantom master, and he is a phantom master who has lost the mythical beast!

Ye Feilong felt very angry at the thought of being tortured to death by the cold flame in the misty forest. At this time, he was about to escape!

But, don't you want to leave? Just wait for his father to collect his body!

The matter of cracking the mercenary regiment spread all over the city of fog like a gust of wind. Although everyone did not like the style of cracking the mercenary regiment, Ye Linhan's death made everyone nervous.

You should know that it is a king of war!

It is not difficult to defeat a war spirit king, but it is almost impossible to kill a war spirit king. What's more, Ye Linhan has become the spirit king of war for some time. Although the mythical beast around him is injured, it is still very powerful.

The suspect has been locked on several other war kings in the city of fog, but at this time, who dares to come out and talk about this matter?

A king of war has died, and the defense power of the city of fog has become so weak. If there is infighting between the kings of war because of this incident, it will be a disaster of the city of fog!

Yao Yukun found Ye Feilong and said with an apologetic expression, "I am deeply sorry that this kind of thing happened in our fog city, but you also know the situation in the fog city..."

"Don't say it!" Ye Feilong interrupted Yao Yukun's words fiercely, and a pair of eyes spewed out anger!

"After the beast tide, we will definitely find the murderer!" Although Yao Yukun did not like to see Ye Feilong, he still had to say the scene in the face of the power of the cracked mercenary regiment.

"The murderer?" Ye Feilong's mouth overflowed with a sneer. He turned around and grabbed Yao Yukun's collar.

"Did you tell me about the murderer?" Ye Feilong's eyes sprayed fire, while Yao Yuxin maintained a posture without even blinking.

"Cold flame! No matter who the murderer is, I have determined that it is Leng Yan!" Ye Feilong raised his head slightly and sneered, "Young city owner? If you catch the cold flame for me and let me kill it, our cracked mercenary regiment and your fog city are still the best partners!"

"Young master, where is your evidence?" Yao Yukun asked calmly. Seeing a trace of anger flashing in Ye Feilong's eyes, he gently raised his hand, a blue light flashed, and Ye Feilong was pushed aside.

"Master Ye, no matter who it is, as long as we can produce enough evidence, our city of fog will never be tolerated."

Evidence? Are you covering up for the cold flame?" Ye Feilong touched his chin and then said, "Leng Yan, he broke through and became a great illusionist at the age of 16, and he is a taming master who can tame holy beasts. You can't afford this title in the city of fog. I, Ye Feilong, am not afraid!"

"Master Ye, you should pay attention to the possibility of everything. You also said that Leng Yan is a great illusionist, a great illusionist, how can you kill a king of war?"

Ye Feilong's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a touch of murder.

But who is Ye Feilong? After all, he chose to endure.

He stepped back, patted Yao Yukun on the shoulder and said, "Since the young city owner said so, we can't do anything at this time. This matter is for the time being. Our cracking mercenary regiment gave up this mission and will report it to my father immediately. Let's say goodbye.

After saying that, Ye Feilong was about to leave with someone.

Although he knew that Ye Feilong's group of people did not have the King of War Spirit, but his combat effectiveness was still there, Ye Feilong was obviously unwilling to cooperate with them in the city of fog.

This matter was quite noisy. He lost the support of the cracked mercenary regiment, which was very unfavorable to the city of fog. However, Yao Yukun was firmly unwilling to hand over the cold flame. He firmly knew that even if Ye Feilong showed evidence of cold flame, he would stand on the side of the cold flame.

Taking people away from the mercenary station, Ye Feilong's eyes flashed with hatred. It's so embarrassing this time that it's already incompatible with the cold fire.

But I just left like this. I'm really unwilling!

Finally, Ye Feilong gritted his teeth and said to a shadow beside him, "Kill the cold flame!"

The shadow flashed and disappeared. This is the dark guard left by the commander of the Shocking Mercenary Regiment to Ye Feilong. What he practiced is not the illusion, but the martial arts.

It is not inferior to the strength of the King of War, which is Ye Feilong's last bargaining chip.

In a relatively flat place, the cracked mercenary regiment was stationed. It was not far from the city of fog, but it was not affected by the tide of beasts.

Ye Feilong walked around, waiting for the news of the dark guard.

It's almost noon, and there is still no news, which makes Ye Feilong even more worried.

Thinking that Ye Linhan, a king of war, died like that, is there any powerful power around Leng Yan? This cognition made Ye Feilong more worried.

"Young master! Someone is approaching!"

Before Ye Feilong could say anything, the other party had already stood in front of him.

What a fast speed, such a powerful breath! It is definitely the combat effectiveness of the King of War! Ye Feilong also saw some big scenes, but in front of these three people, he couldn't help trembling.

The strong pressure made Ye Feilong almost out of breath.

"Ya Sheng, can this boy do it?" A middle-aged man looked at Ye Feilong and frowned to express his doubts.

Ye Feilong then focused on the youngest teenager among the three, who was only in his twenties. He looked quite imposing, and the pressure on his body penetrated out, which was even stronger than the other two people.

"Kid, are you talking about a cold flame? Is it a teenager who looks fifteen or sixteen years old in a black robe?"

Ye Feilong looked at the other party in horror. The name of "Yasheng" has made him understand the identity of this person in front of him!

Yu Hantao! It turned out to be the sub-saint Yu Hantao of the vast alliance! The talented teenager, second only to the holy son Yirong, is already highly respected as the king of war.

Ye Feilong's eyes flashed with a touch of ecstasy. No matter who can hear it, Yu Hantao and Leng Yan have a grudge!

Maybe this is an opportunity!

Ye Feilong's brain turned quickly, and immediately a smile piled up on his face and said, "It turned out to be Lord Yasheng! Leng Yan is indeed the fifteen or sixteenth teenager, and now he is guarding the city in the city of fog.

"Warrive the city? Humph!" Yu Hantao snorted coldly and ran away from under his eyelids at night. This was a humiliation to the king of war!

"A little big illusionist is so rampant, damn it!" A murderous atmosphere flashed in Yu Hantao's eyes.

"That is, relying on the age of 16 to break through and become a great illusionist, the eyes are higher than the top. But..." Ye Feilong showed a look of embarrassment.

Yu Hantao and the two elders have put away their momentum and are also very satisfied with Ye Feilong's performance. Hearing him shake his head in embarrassment, he asked, "But what?"

"But this cold flame is indeed a genius. You know, she is a trainer!" Ye Feilong said in a low voice.

"Animal Trainer?" Yu Hantao was shocked, but he didn't expect this.

You should know that the trainer is extremely rare. Only when you have excellent mental strength can you almost become a trainer. And the trainer not only needs strong spiritual strength, but also the talent to communicate with Warcraft, which is not something anyone can do.

An ordinary trainer can still find a few, but it is not so easy to reach a high-level trainer.

"What level of trainer?" Yu Hantao frowned and asked.

"At least, it's the master who can tame the low-star holy beast..." As soon as Ye Feilong finished his words, Yu Hantao's hand rattled.

"Master Beast Trainer..." The light soared in Yu Hantao's eyes.

No force is willing to offend a trainer, not only because the trainer is noble and rare, but also because they control the source of the mythical beast!

It is their vast alliance. Such a powerful hungry organization is just two or three trainer masters. Unexpectedly, this cold flame turned out to be a trainer.

Ye Feilong shouted secretly in his heart, and he knew that the name of Leng Yan was scary. I guess Yu Hantao would not want to attack Leng Yan at this time.

Unexpectedly, Yu Hantao raised a cold smile from the corners of his mouth.

"Oh? Master of beast tame? Not bad, not bad!" Yu Hantao laughed angrily, "A beast master who can't be recovered by me, so it's better to erase it!"

Ye Feilong is ecstatic!

Three war kings, cold flame! Your death is coming!