Chapter 128 Assassination
It's incredible, this is simply incredible!
If this kind of thing spreads, I'm afraid countless people will be crazy about it!
When he was happy because of the breakthrough of his mind, suddenly Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, his pupils suddenly contracted without any thinking, and instinctively stepped into the air with his feet and retreated backwards.
At this moment, Ye Feng's hair stood upside down, and an unprecedented cold and piercing feeling enveloped him. The murderous, dark and deep killing machine wrapped him like poisonous snakes.
miso!
The gray sword light cut through the void, and its speed directly broke through the air, causing the air to emit a burst, which was actually a sonotic explosion.
This means is undoubtedly more bright and difficult than breaking the void with strength. This belongs to the assassin and belongs to the means at this moment.
Assassination!
When this idea crossed his mind, Ye Feng's eyes condensed, and a long thin line in his vision came like lightning.
The so-called thin line is obviously just an illusion. This is a sword light, a sword light purely for killing.
"Bad!" Ye Feng, who was shocked, turned his hand and took out the barren sword. He didn't think about it at all. The barren sword trembled, and the roaring sword was tall and loud.
buzz!
Thousands of silver swords form a huge lotus flower to wrap Ye Feng.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
At the same time, the continuous impact sounded through the sky, accompanied by a breathtaking roar.
The strange thing is that this time the void showed no sign of breaking. On the contrary, it was far stronger than Ye Feng expected.
In Jianlian, Ye Feng looked cold, and his eyes were full of endless coldness. A pair of cold eyes indifferently stared at the slender and equally expressionless figure outside Jianlian.
buzz!
With each other's eyes, the sword spirit of the assassinated and boiled. If the previous method was an assassination, then at this moment, the sword spirit of the assassin was like an Optimus Prime, smashing everything and destroying everything.
The boiling sword is so fierce that people can't watch it. The breath of destruction is full of heaven and earth, and the sword light penetrates the sky. If it hadn't become extremely hard for some reason, it would have collapsed completely under this blow.
The rolling sword is like the endless gull of the Yellow River, and the dark sword light rises to the sky and condenses into a giant sword standing between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the sky fell into darkness, and the light filled with heaven and earth also retreated under this sword spirit and could not penetrate the blockade of sword spirit.
It's dark!
This is Ye Feng's most intuitive feeling. In an instant, the world lost its luster, leaving only the violent, domineering and destructive sword spirit, the assassin in the sword spirit and the silver sword lotus that looked inconspicuous before this sword spirit.
"Break!"
The faint voice was very weak at the beginning, but after a few breaths, the broken word was like rolling thunder, a thunderbolt, echoing between heaven and earth.
Boom!
The magnificent sword was cut down vertically, and the dark sword spirit surged, as if even the sun and moon were about to be smashed, and nothing could stop it.
The sword lotus wrapped in Ye Feng swayed under this sword spirit, as if it was going to be absorbed by this horrible sword spirit.
The huge dark sword spirit seems to be slow, but in fact it is almost to the extreme, faster and fierce than lightning. The solid sky is shaking and trembling, making people wonder whether it will suddenly collapse the next moment.
In the unending sword lotus, in the face of such a shocking blow, Ye Feng's originally surprised mood of fluctuation strangely returned to calm.
It's just a sword!
Above Kendo, Ye Feng has absolute confidence in himself.
What is incomprehensible is that in the face of this blow, Ye Feng did not take any measures to avoid or block it. Not only that, the barren sword that was originally held in his hand was actually brought into the heart of space again by him.
Then, he did something that surprised, puzzled and unprepared the assassin.
Ye Feng opened his arms calmly, with an incomprehensible pleasant smile hanging on the corners of his lips, and his eyes revealed an incomprehensible look...
Boom!
The sky trembled violently, and the assassin stood in the original position of Ye Feng, with his eyebrows locked, and his thoughts sweeping, searching for Ye Feng's traces.
Just now, he witnessed Ye Feng being torn to pieces by his violent one and turned into a rain of blood falling into the air.
However, years of instinct strongly reminded him that things are not so simple, and Ye Feng can't die so easily.
He didn't believe that Ye Feng died so easily, especially after Ye Feng's incomprehensible move at that moment.
He didn't die, but he made such a move to find death, which was the biggest doubt in his heart.
"Well, I thought this man was amazing. In the end, he was just a silver-headed wax gun. It's really disappointing." A disdainful voice buzzed, and a man with red hair appeared in the void, and he appeared beside the man who had assassinated before. "If I had known that he was so vulnerable, why did you take action?"
"Second brother, why can't you change your impatiosure?" Another figure came out. This is a man with elegant temperament, dressed very carefully, which is simply so neat that people can't pick it.
"Hey, big brother." The thick man with long red hair smiled and scratched his head, "Why are you here?"
"It's not because of you." He stared at the red-haired man angrily, and the later man sighed, "You are too impulsive. God knows if you will cause any trouble to the third brother."
It turned out that these three people were none other than the princes of the Zhu family, the eldest Zhu Qing, the second Zhu Wei, and the third Zhu Ying.
"What's wrong with you, third brother?" While talking, Zhu Qing suddenly noticed that Zhu Ying's expression was not relaxed at all, and there was unparalleled solemnity, and he couldn't help asking with a little surprise.
"Brother, second brother, be careful." Zhu Ying, who was preoccupied and alert, was so nervous that even the warning did not dare to relax for a moment. "I'm afraid things are not as optimistic as you think."
As soon as this came out, not to mention the light-tempered Zhu Qing, even the hot-tempered Zhu Wei was also shocked. Both of them understood that in terms of the perception of danger, Zhu Ying was undoubtedly the most sensitive of the three brothers.
After all, what Zhu Ying has practiced is the way of assassination. There are not a thousand or 800 masters who have died under Zhu Ying in so many years, among which Zhu Ying has almost fallen into a desperate situation too many times.
It is the grinding in this mortal situation that creates the current Zhu Ying, who has a strong sense of danger.
Now, I suddenly heard Zhu Ying say that there is no reason why the two brothers are not vigilant.
In vigilance, the three brothers gathered together, and the huge thoughts kept sweeping through the void. What disappointed them was that no matter how hard they tried, they could not find the trace of Ye Feng.
As time went by, Ye Feng still showed no sign of reappearing. Zhu Qing and Zhu Wei looked at each other. If it hadn't been for their absolute trust in Zhu Ying, they would even doubt whether Zhu Ying had made a mistake.
Looking at Zhu Ying, who was still nervous, the two brothers pressed this doubt to the bottom of their hearts. They could not believe themselves but could not believe Zhu Ying's judgment. Zhu Ying's intuition has saved them several times over the years.
"Alas!"
Full of boring sighs sounded in the void, and the sound was not loud, but the three brothers Zhu Qing couldn't help trembling when they heard the sigh and stared in the direction of the sound.
Ye Feng, who had been powdered into bones in blue, came out of the void without any joy or sorrow on his face, and even his clothes did not seem to be damaged.
"You really didn't die." Zhu Ying stared at Ye Feng with a cold look, and the slender soft sword in his hand trembled gently and was ready to attack at any time.
"Thank you." As if he had never heard Zhu Ying's words, Ye Feng said thank you to Zhu Ying and the others earnestly, "As a thank you gift, this time, I will do my best to kill you."
"I'm afraid you don't have that ability." Zhu Wei, who had a hot temper, was furious when he heard the words. He really dared to say these words in front of him.
"Now you say I have it."
No one can see Ye Feng's movements clearly, whether it is Zhu Qing, Zhu Wei or Zhu Ying, and Zhu Qing, the most powerful of the three, has never seen it.
However, the scene in front of them made Zhu Qing and Zhu Ying very scared. If they were confident that they could kill Ye Feng or even catch Ye Feng alive, then they no longer have this idea.
Zhu Wei, who stood with them, disappeared and disappeared from the original place. After disappearing, Zhu Wei was actually pinched by Ye Feng's neck in one hand, blushing and struggling desperately.
In a short moment, Zhu Wei was captured by Ye Feng without resistance. This kind of thing was simply a fantasy.
Zhang, Du, Xu and Zhu, even the patriarchs of the four families, can't have the strength to do this.
"Kka!"
Zhu Wei, who closed his five fingers and exerted a little force, suddenly felt a sharp pain, and his throat bone was abruptly crushed by Ye Feng.
This kind of fragment is not just a physical fragment. During the trance, Zhu Wei felt that his soul seemed to be broken in half, and an unbearable sense of fatigue surged into his heart.
"I'm so tired!"
Inexplicably, this idea crossed Zhu Wei's mind.
Then, Zhu Qing and Zhu Ying saw Zhu Wei's hands and feet drooping, and the vitality in his body disappeared in a short moment.
died, not to mention the assassination, Zhu Wei, who was still above Zhu Ying, was killed like a trampling ant.
"Look, killing is actually that simple." Release five fingers, and Zhu Wei's body slowly fell.
Bang!
With a soft sound, a flash of lightning struck, and Zhu Wei's burly body disappeared in an instant, and there was not even a little scum left.
"Next!" Indifferent eyes stared at the two Zhu Qing brothers mixed with despair and fear in anger. Ye Feng said lightly, "Don't worry, I will let you die without pain."
"Kill!" Zhu Qing looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound waves stirred. He went straight to Ye Feng.
"Kill!" Zhu Ying did not lag behind. Even if he knew he would die, he never thought of retreating.
"Dust to dust, earth to earth, and what should pass away!" Like the singing of a bard poet and a Taoist monk passing by the dead soul, Ye Feng and Zhu Qing and Zhu Ying passed by.
buzz!
Without any suspense, Zhu Qing and Zhu Ying stepped in Zhu Wei's footsteps.
Death is just a short moment!
The blue light surged in his eyes, and the unwilling and unbelievable souls of the three brothers Zhu Qing, Zhu Wei and Zhu Ying were exposed to Ye Feng's vision.
When they noticed that Ye Feng could actually see them, the shock in their hearts reached its peak.
"Don't worry, you won't go to hell. Although your purpose is to kill me, I don't care. Now, I'm going to send you a creation." Under the incredible gaze of the three brothers, Ye Feng waved his hand and threw them into the heart of space.
"You guys, just practice there." Ye Feng muttered to himself with a faint smile.
Why did he thank the three brothers of Zhu Qing? The reason is very simple. Under Zhu Ying's final blow, he once again felt the fluctuation of Xuanyuan Sword.
It was for this reason that he gave up resistance at the last moment and risked the crisis of death to pursue the trace of Xuanyuan Sword.
Luckily, this time, Ye Feng finally found the Xuanyuan Sword.
The moment he saw Xuanyuan Sword, he was first crazy, followed by unparalleled shock and disbelief.
In the deepest part of his soul, Xuanyuan Sword lay there quietly.
But is that really Xuanyuan Sword?
If it weren't for the bond from the soul that convinced Ye Feng that what was in front of him was the Xuanyuan Sword, he would not have believed it at all.
What appeared in front of Ye Feng was a pile of fragments, scattered fragments.
Except for the hilt of the sword, Ye Feng can't see the sword body of Xuanyuan Sword at all. It seems that those fragments are the sword body of Xuanyuan Sword.
Xuanyuan's sword was broken into tens of millions of pieces. As the sword of the ancient Huangdi Xuanyuan, as the first sword in China, Xuanyuan, the holy road, actually fell into such an incredible situation.
Who can believe it if the facts are not in front of us.
"What the hell happened?" Hidden in the mountains, Ye Feng has no intention to pay attention to any other tasks for the time being.
How can Xuanyuan Sword be broken? What power can destroy Xuanyuan Sword? How can Xuanyuan Sword integrate into his soul?
............
Too many questions lingered in Ye Feng's mind. For a moment, he was really confused, and his mind was really in chaos.
What made Ye Feng sad was that when he finally saw Xuanyuan Sword, he felt the joy and comfort of Xuanyuan Sword. It seemed that as long as Ye Feng was safe and sound, Xuanyuan Sword would be at ease.
Although Xuanyuan Sword has long been psychic and has long recognized Ye Feng as the main one, such humanized emotion still surprised Ye Feng.
"When can I return to the Chinese world where I was born and raised?" Holding his fist tightly, the unprecedented anger filled Ye Feng's mind. He couldn't wait to immediately return to China to find out what happened in those years.