Many aliens retreated again and again, and all aliens retreated ten feet away, leaving behind their hands to stand proudly in the field, with a faint look, calm breath, and Ye Feng's heart is like water in the independent field.

There are a lot of people in the camp, but at this moment, these people are lined up and give way to a spacious road.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows gently, with a smile on his face, and said indifferently, "Are several foreign giants finally willing to come out? I thought you would not appear as a savior until I slaughtered here."

Ye Feng's eyes, which touched his neck, showed a strong disdain and stood proudly. He had a kind of invincible arrogance and domineering.

It is an extremely arrogant and provocative thing to break into the alien barracks alone and start killing people unscrupulously.

"Although you are very strong, you should never come alone." The speaker is a Titan, named Taiwu, who is two meters tall and walks slowly, like a mountain, full of a strong sense of oppression.

"Since he is looking for death, why don't we complete him?" The ten wings behind Kerry of the Holy Angel clan have not been opened, and the whole body exudes a holy, noble and inviolable atmosphere. This is the Holy Angel clan, which is self-respecting to be light.

However, although these two people are powerful and terrible, they still need to see the face of the last person. Before this person speaks, they have had a good time.

One of the three young supremes of the war clan likes to wear white clothes, white shoes, and good use long knives. The knife is a steel knife, which is extremely ordinary, but I don't know how many strong people's blood is drunk with such a knife.

There are rumors that this mortal knife has long evolved and psychic, which no one will doubt, including Ye Feng.

Just like the weeping blood gun has become a peerless murderer after gathering 800,000 military souls. It is really strange that a mortal knife has not changed after drinking the blood of so many masters.

It is undeniable that this war heart is extremely handsome, with extraordinary temperament, with a knife-like face and clear edges and corners. The most eye-catching thing is that this person's eyes are as deep and vast as the sea, but they are calm, as if even the sun, moon and the sky can be swallowed up.

This is the first time Ye Feng has seen the heart of war, but he has a strange sense of familiarity. This familiarity is called an old enemy, and it seems that the two are destined to meet today.

Boom!

The unparalleled air wave suddenly broke out, and the war spirit suddenly became difficult, but what everyone present didn't expect was that it was Ye Feng who attacked, but Kerry and Taiwu beside him.

miso!

The snowy blade flashed away, with two heads. The bright red blood erupted like a spring. In the bang, Kerry and Taiwu's bodies fell to the ground.

The heads of the two were stunned but unbelievably, staring at the heart of war, and they never dreamed that this ally would suddenly attack them.

Why?

The two raised such questions in their hearts before their consciousness completely fell into darkness.

The next moment, without waiting for other aliens to react in the field, countless shadows appeared, and blood light kept ringing in the ear with the sound of the blade into the bone.

Less than three breaths, in the huge barracks, except Ye Feng, all the aliens were killed and killed mercilessly by the young supreme of the warrior clan.

"Interesting." Ye Feng, who touched his chin, looked at the heart of war with interest, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Even he could not have thought of a 180-degree change in things. At this time, these alien leaders turned against others and killed them by iron-blooded means.

However, this also highlights from another aspect how powerful and terrible this war spirit is.

Neither Kerry, who is as strong as a ten-winged angel, and the elders of the Titan family can take over the heart of war. Although they are suspected of sneak attack, this cannot erase or deny the strength of the heart of war.

"You don't need to thank me." As if he had done the most trivial thing, he looked at Ye Feng from afar, looked arrogant and stared at Ye Feng, "Even without this garbage, you are also not my opponent. They are just an obstacle for me."

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled without saying anything. This reason is too aggrieved.

"One year." Zhanxin suddenly stretched out his index finger and said, "I'll give you a year, and I will kill you in a year. If you can't grow to my satisfaction at that time, I will kill you without hesitation."

"What's your relationship with Simon?" Ye Feng suddenly asked, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Ye Feng can't know any knife in the world, but he can't know the ghost knife created by Ximen, who has fought with him too many times.

What the heart of war has just used is the ghost knife of Ximen, the same ghost and god, the same sharp, the same unstoppable...

In the world, there is only the knife method of Ximen, and this heart of war can also do it.

"He is my master." Zhanxin said coldly. When he mentioned Ximen, his face showed endless worship and fanaticism. Being able to worship Ximen as his teacher was his greatest honor and pride in his life.

"This guy Ximen has also begun to accept apprentices." Ye Feng smiled and suddenly realized, "Ok, I'll wait for you in a year."

Waving his hand, Ye Feng turned around and left so casually.

The heart of war was stunned, and I didn't expect Ye Summit to be so straightforward.

"It seems that it can't be underestimated as the master said." Quietly staring at Ye Feng's departure back, the heart of war muttered, and the spirit of war was boiling. If it hadn't been limited by the master's order, the heart of war would have been eager to have a war with Ye Feng at this moment.

Unfortunately, he can not listen to the orders of the elders and even the emperor, but dares not disobey the orders of the master.

The stronger he becomes, the more he knows how horrible his master is. Although the warrior clan is strong, he knows more than anyone else that his master only needs one hand to erase this clan from the world.

Watching Ye Feng leave, he had to hold his fighting spirit. One year and one more time left, he could fight with Ye Feng.

"How can a person who can be seen by the master not even survive this year?" He withdrew his eyes and comforted himself in his heart. If Ye Feng really had an accident in this year, it would definitely be a great pity for him.

In the depths of the unknown starry sky, Ximen Mobei waved his hand, and the high-hanging sky was broken, turning into vitality all over the sky, and moistening the earth one after another.

"It's really you!" Ximen Mobei's face has a strong sense of relief and lingering joy.

What Ye Feng knows does not mean that Ximen Mobei also knows it. For example, until today, Ximen Mobei still does not know that he is in the Chinese world.

He thought that this was just a parallel and similar world to China, just like the combination of yin and yang. Otherwise, he would not have tried his best to collect the dimensional small world of the heavenly power to destroy the world and return to the original world.

If the original Ximen Mobei has no interest in the world, now with the appearance of Ye Feng, the long-silent heart of Ximen Mobei has beat again.

"Haha, it's really a wish. Ye Feng really came to this world. Hahaha, from now on, I will never be lonely again." Ximen Mobei laughed crazily, and tears flowed from his eyes.

He is too lonely and lonely. No matter how brilliant he is in this world, what's the point without the opponent who could compete with him or even over him in the past?

But today, these regrets have disappeared with the arrival of Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, I'll wait for you." Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Ximen Mobei no longer lost his former loneliness and loneliness, and his whole body exuded a fierce breath from the inside out.

......

Ye Feng knew very well that although those people were not killed by him, this account must be charged to him.

The reason is very simple. Except for him as a witness, everyone died, and it is definitely impossible to lead this trouble to the warriors by means of war.

People, the heart of war can be killed, but as for the black pot, Ye Feng is determined.

Ye Feng doesn't care about this. Anyway, he went there to kill people, not to mention that such a person is secretly helping him is not a bad thing.

Since the alien crisis has been resolved in this strange way, Ye Feng is ready to start looking for the wolf.

But what worries Ye Feng about is where the wolf is hiding.

Ye Feng, who lowered his head and meditated, happened to bump into a man on the street, directly staggering the man and fell out.

Ye Feng, who finally came to his senses, looked at the guy he knocked down and was about to help him up. Suddenly, he looked stunned, and then a strange smile appeared.

"Don't you think this method is too stupid, wolf?" Ye Feng looked at the 60 or 70-year-old gray-haired old man who was knocked to the ground by him with a bright smile.

It's not a good thing to knock down the old man, especially when you meet those old people in huge pits, which will make you cry without tears and have nowhere to declare injustice.

Fortunately, although it is still the Chinese world here, it is already another era. This kind of knocking down the old man is at most condemned by some guardians.

Zhu Yan can start killing despite the condemnation of the guardians of the Rosefinch Dynasty in those years, until the guys who claim to be the guardians of killing no longer dare to make noise, of course Ye Feng is even better.

In this era when human life is worse than grass, if you don't want to live impatiently, go and be a guardian who is not afraid of death!

Ye Feng didn't care about these, but it is undeniable that he was very happy at this time.

What are you really thinking about? He is still worried about how to find the wolf. He didn't expect the wolf to automatically appear in front of him. Is there anything better than this?

"My is mine after all. Even if you take it, it's still mine." Ye Feng smiled brightly and looked down at the white-haired old man sitting on the ground.

Why are you so sure that the old man is a wolf? It's very simple. The key to his chest is no longer there.