Chapter 153 gloomy
It's not that these captains are not strong, but that Ye Feng and Yin are too strong.
These people are geniuses in the outside world, otherwise it is impossible to enter the bodyguard, especially these people have become the captains of the bodyguard team.
Unfortunately, the two people fighting in front of them can no longer be described as geniuses.
The so-called genius is also divided into three or six grades. There is no doubt that Ye Feng and Yin are definitely the top geniuses. To put it bluntly, they are perverts and evil.
In ancient times, the city gate caught fire and affected the fish in the pond. Now these captains are probably the fish in the pool and suffered a disaster.
The magnificent knife spirit and the horrible knife spirit shuttled unscrupulously in the hall. The stone tables and stone chairs in the hall, which touch the knife gas, all turn into powder at the first time.
This destructive power is absolutely horrible.
After all, neither the stone table nor the stone chair here are ordinary stones, but the kind of green rock that has been repeatedly refined.
Now, these tempered green rocks have disintegrated under the knife gas. You can imagine how horrible these knives are.
No wonder these captains present are so embarrassed. Although their strength is very strong, they can't destroy the ten-year-old Gangyan.
There is a roar in the hall, and the whining is endless. If it hadn't been for the wall of the hall made of special materials, I'm afraid it has collapsed now.
Boom!
Ye Feng held a domineering knife and volleyed in the air. A cold light flashed through his cold eyes. In the direction of the domineering knife, a gray knife gas condensed in front of the blade and did not escape.
Below Ye Feng is silver with the same indifferent and fearless look. The thin and cicada-like broken soul is bent to an incredible extent. Between the light and flowing, the cold and bitter chill is breathtaking.
The tip of the needle is against Mai Mang!
The knife fell from top to bottom.
The broken soul below cut up diagonally, and in the sharp roar, a bright light suddenly exploded.
click!
ci~~~~
When the blades touched each other, Ye Feng and Yin exerted their strength at the same time, and the two divine soldiers passed by, and the splashing sparks reflected the resolute and indifferent faces of the two, which was simply suffocating.
Wo!
Seeing that the two knives were about to separate again, the silver pupil suddenly contracted, and Ye Feng in front of him actually disappeared in an instant, leaving only an extremely realistic shadow.
Although the slightly changed silver on his face was not disturbed, his eyes flashed, his ears trembled slightly, and a very slight fluctuation came from the lower left.
Ye Feng unexpectedly changed from top to bottom at this moment.
Silver's heart was even more surprised, and such strange ideas were also thanks to Ye Feng's ability to show them.
Suddenly, he looked back, and a coldness brushed his silver chin.
At this moment, Silver let go, and the broken soul that had been firmly grasped in his hand was renounced by him.
No, it's not abandonment.
When the broken soul is out of hand, the silver index finger points on the handle of the broken soul knife.
Suddenly, the broken soul of his hand crossed a mysterious and obscure track, and after turning his head on the silver side, it happened to fall in front of his feet.
The cold eyes burst out two terrible lights, and a cold smile appeared on the corners of Yin's mouth.
Foot out, work hard!
li~~~
The sharp sound of breaking the air is almost about to pierce people's eardrums, and the flashing broken soul cuts the void with lightning and goes straight to the top.
Above the broken soul, a vague outline is becoming clearer and clearer, which is Ye Feng, who has no trace before.
Feeling the sharp knife behind him, Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged. He pressed his palm in the void in the process of moving forward, and the momentum of moving forward was actually stopped abruptly.
The silver broken soul passed by Ye Feng like lightning, and a corner of his clothes slowly fell down and swayed, like a drunken traveler.
Ye Feng, who successfully avoided this blow, had no joy, because silver could not easily abandon his weapon, even for this reason at present.
Ye Feng, who was not relaxed at all, looked at the silver below and really noticed the cold smile on the other party's face with a successful plan.
The pupils shrank slightly, and Ye Feng finally found the reason for the other party's smile.
A piece of silk!
A filament, translucent filament that is almost completely invisible to the naked eye.
"Thirty-thousand years of snow silk." Ye Feng's pupils dilated, which turned out to be ten thousand years of snow silk.
The spirit of snow silkworm has been extinct a long time ago, and ten thousand years of snow silk is even more rare.
Most importantly, Ye Feng can be sure that there can be no ten thousand years of snow silk in this world.
"This person is not from the bandit world." In an instant, Ye Feng made such a judgment.
In other words, this person is an outsider like him.
Ye Feng's heart beat when he thought of this, and then he smiled in his heart.
While laughing secretly, Ye Feng was not distracted. He did not forget his current situation.
"Go to hell." The cold voice without emotion came to my ears, and the ten-thousand-year-old silk suddenly tightened.
Then, Ye Feng felt that the broken soul that was about to pass him stagnated in an instant, and then rolled back.
It is so close and so fast, coupled with the threat of ten thousand years of snow silk, this time, Ye Feng can't avoid it.
This is a killing situation created by Yin's painstaking efforts, and Ye Feng will die.
This idea arises in the hearts of all the onlookers at the same time. No matter how they look at it, they can't see where Ye Feng's vitality is.
From Ye Feng's disappearance to attack Yin to Yin's construction to fight against Ye Feng, all this is slow to say, but in fact it happened between lightning.
Fast and incredible, fast and stunning, unbelievable.
The reversal of the form ofis also so fast that the captains present are no longer acceptable. After seeing Ye Feng fall into the desperate situation in their eyes, everyone's face is ashes.
It's over!
As soon as Ye Feng dies, none of them will be able to leave here alive.
A feeling called despair spread quietly. In the face of such a fierce and domineering silver, they will die if they go up, and if they don't go up, they will die.
Not only them, but even silver already think that Ye Feng will die.
That's why he showed a smile that belongs to the winner.
In his opinion, Ye Feng's defeat is because he doesn't know himself at all, otherwise it's really hard to say which one will win or lose in this station.
"If you think you can kill me in this way, you will look at me too much." The calm and calm voice sounded, and the smile on the silver face suddenly froze.
Puff!
The must-kill blow actually flies in the air, and Ye Feng's body disappeared strangely and incredibly again.
No one knows how Ye Feng escaped this blow, just as no one knows how the previous Ye Feng suddenly changed his move.
buzz!
Under the sharp blade of the broken soul, the void is like a tofu. There is no large-scale fragmentation, but a thin and long crack.
The crack is very small, and it is estimated that it is only two or three millimeters wide. The empty silver light pulls the ten-thousand-year-old snow silk, breaks the soul, and enters the silver palm in the blink of an eye.
It was not until this that Ye Feng appeared in the void again, looking at the iron blue below with a joking face and the silver as heavy as water.
Ye Feng smiled, which made people feel creepy and made Yin's heart more uneasy.
Instinctively, Silver hates this smile, which he can't see through.
Wo!
The figure fluttered, and a series of shadows flashed behind him, and Ye Feng appeared in front of Yin in an instant.
A grinful smile emerged, and the hegemonic knife in Ye Feng's hand rotated smoothly, and mysterious and obscure tracks appeared in the void. In a knife shadow, it was impossible to distinguish where the shadow was and where the knife body was.
Ding!
During the trembling of the broken soul, Yin was silent and calm, and that mysterious track made him like a knife master unable to help but indulge in it.
In the fierce sound of Qingyue, Ye Feng's knife was finally blocked.
Unlike before, this time, the silver cracked and blood flowed at the moment of the collision of two knives.
Ye Feng's knife is not cut but stabbed, and all the power is concentrated on the tip of the knife.
Because of this, the account will collapse when the silver blocks this blow with a knife body.
In a faint smile, Ye Feng suddenly withdrew his knife, stepped out of his legs with lightning speed, and swept his leg to the bitterly supported silver.
I never thought that Ye Summit could only barely reach out to block it, but how difficult it was to block this sudden blow safely.
Bum!
The out-of-control silver was like a shell, falling to the ground like lightning, smashing a deep pit.
Around the deep pit, cracks spread in all directions, which was shocking at a glance.
Who would have thought that Ye Summit suddenly took a knife and used his legs, at least the silver in the war did not expect it, so he could only pay for this mistake again.
The result is that Yin ate Ye Feng again and suffered a heavy blow.
This time, it is different from just throwing him out and smashing such a big hole on the ground. Even if he is not seriously injured, it is inevitable to be embarrassed.
Golu!
The captains in the hall stared at this scene, looking dull, their eyes petrified, and their hearts were shocked beyond any more.
The situation on the field is changing too fast, and their brains can't keep up with it.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, Silver rushed out of the deep pit and stood on the ground.
Looking at the embarrassed figure in the field, the captains took a deep breath. It was the first time they had seen Silver lose their temper.
The broken clothes hang messy on the body like a rag. Through the broken clothes, you can clearly see those big and small wounds and old wounds.
These old wounds are densely intertwined, and it is difficult to imagine what kind of battle silver has experienced to leave such a horrible scar.
At this moment, many of these old wounds have been cracked, and blood has flowed down the wound and stained the broken clothes, which looks miserable.
Silver's chest is undulating. Up to now, his breath is not as stable as before, but a little disordered. The qi and blood in his body are fluctuating, and there is a burning anger burning in Silver's eyes.