Chapter 644 Chasing the Trend
Fan Ming's eyes were a little cowardly. He never dreamed that after Ye Feng came out of the Buddhist temple, his combat power soared to such an extent, which was simply horrible!
"It's your turn!"
Ye Feng released the body of the beast, stepped gently, and quickly bounced towards Fan Ming!
"Stop!"
Fan Ming's heart trembled and suddenly popped up a finger. This turned out to be a heavy treasure of the heavenly word generation. He cut off the heavenly finger. With a pop, Ye Feng's movement obviously had a trace of stagnation!
"Good opportunity!"
Fan Ming actually took this opportunity to break through the air.
"My peak 9,000-year-old saint, how can you succeed in sneak attack? Go to hell!" Fan Ming's words turned the result of Ye Feng killing the beast into a sneak attack.
However, who wins now, whose explanation is the truth!
"It's ridiculous!"
Ye Feng showed a sneer: "This Tianzi generation heavy treasure, put in your hand, is simply a pearl secret cast. Only by putting it in my hand can it shine. Now, this Tianzhi belongs to me, and it will be my twenty-seventh Tianzi generation heavy treasure!"
He broke his claws and not only broke Fan Ming's attack, but also grabbed the sky finger.
"Arrogant!" Fan Ming burst out a roar, and the essence was running all over his body, and the qi and blood gushed out, and then a trace of blood flashed out of his truncated fingers.
"Explosion! Explosion! Blow him up!"
Fan Ming's head, with a ferocious expression, seemed to swallow Ye Feng alive!
Poof... A trace of breath swept through Ye Feng's body in an instant.
"Break it for me!"
Ye Feng sneered and entered with one hand, directly breaking Fan Ming's Dharma.
"Oh no!"
Fan Ming made a sound of shock, his face suddenly changed, and his truncated finger was completely controlled by Ye Feng!
"If you use this little trick, then you should die, accompany you, and your sect, Fan Zhengzong!" Ye Feng showed a sneer and slapped across the sky.
"No, open it for me!" Fan Ming felt that his space was all closed. He had no choice but to punch fiercely. However, when the punch burst, it seemed to hit the cotton.
"Hey, your doomsday is coming. How dare you sneak up on me? It's really looking for death!" Ye Feng let out a sneer. He held a cut-off finger and pointed to it.
Fan Ming finally tasted the taste of self-infliance. He was stopped by the light of one finger, and then his body buzzed and trembled, and his eyes suddenly opened!
Because a bright knife light broke through the air, he couldn't avoid it at all!
"It's your hand. If you attack me, cut off your arm first!" Ye Feng snorted coldly.
Before he finished speaking, he saw a splash of blood splashing up, and his arms were thrown high. On the ground, Fan Ming let out a howling.
"It's your legs, let you move and attack me!" Ye Feng snorted coldly again, and the light of the sword lit up again.
Puff!
Two legs were cut off by Ye Feng. Fan Ming lay softly on the ground, and blood flowed out of his limbs. At this moment, a intact person was actually cut off his limbs!
"It's your heart, which makes you greedy. If you dare to grab the Buddha lamp with me, I will dig your heart and see what color your heart is!"
Ye Feng shouted fiercely, and then his big hand turned into a giant claw. With a fluttering sound, a beating heart kept beating in his hand.
"It's your head, so that you dare to rob me and attack me! So, you should die!" Ye Feng cut across the sky with a knife, and above the blade, the blood blows and bullets can be broken.
A big good head was thrown up high, and the corners of his mouth showed a relieved smile.
A generation of strong Buddhists ended his life in this way, and with his glorious fall, his sect, Fan Zhengzong, gradually went to extinction.
"It's terrible. He is simply a murderer!"
"Yes, this Ye Feng, don't provoke him. He is simply the first killer in the ghost world! Don't mess with him!"
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Ye Feng's name of killing gods is passed down from mouth to mouth. In almost a day, the name of killing gods became popular in the ghost world.
Even the ten great saints of the ghost world knew the news and couldn't help showing a trace of surprise. There was no one who could be like Ye Feng, which was simply a terrible plague, circulating freely in the ghost world.
Moreover, its killing methods and strong combat power are feared.
"This boy heard that he killed Taiyimen, the young patriarch of the orcs and the bamboo wolves, and now he has killed Fan Ming, the founder of Fan Zhengzong. It seems that he really has some ability!" A great saint in black, holding black chess, said lightly.
The one who played against him was another great saint. The two played leisurely in the cave. They seemed to have nothing to do with themselves, but they knew the wind and grass in the ghost world.
"The three major forces have sent 24 saints who have reached the peak of 9,000 years. However, just yesterday, a saint of the orcs died at his hands. Today, he may be attacked by two great saints of the bamboo wolf clan. The specific situation is really unknown!" The sage in blue, holding a white piece, slowly tosss the chessboard.
"Hey, this young man is really interesting. However, the eldest brother gave us the ghost world, and we should naturally take good care of it. The recent three major forces are too arrogant. Those old men no longer pay attention to us. Now, it's a good thing to have this little guy come out to make trouble!"
The old man in black said lightly, "The ghost world is originally the inheritance of our ghost master. They are not qualified enough if they want to win the master!"
"Second brother, your temperament is getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid it's against your mood. Well, that little guy, I'll help him for the time being. Well, at least those old guys are not allowed to take action against him. Otherwise, I will personally teach those old guys, the ghost world, has now become a dead pool. If the big brother returns, it will definitely not be high. It's fun!"
The old man in blue shook his head slowly and said, "I think those old guys will give me face!"
Hearing this, the old man in black nodded slowly and expressed his satisfaction.
"Taiyimen, orcs and bamboo wolves are really too arrogant. Do you really think you are in this ghost world? The ghost master is the real lord of the ghost world. They seem to have forgotten!"
The man in black said lightly, and the man in blue was shocked all over, and then nodded with a solemn face. He pinched the formula, summoned his external Dharma body, passed the order, and told those old guys not to touch Ye Feng at all. Otherwise, you can't stand the anger of the ghost master!
"Let's make a fuss and muddy the water here, so that the position of our ghost master can be more reliable!"
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Ye Feng was not clear about that conversation. All he knew was that now, he was in trouble!
Just now, he killed two saints who had reached the peak for nine thousand years, but there was a saint, like a bone wart, constantly attacking him. Moreover, there was a trap set by four orc saints in front of him, waiting for him to drill.
"Three forces, you look up to me, Ye Feng! In this case, I, Ye Feng, can't let you down!" A faint sneer appeared at the corners of Ye Feng's mouth. He was holding a chopping sword and a sword.
The Shura ghost knife occupied the body of a saint and followed Ye Feng.
"Master, there is an ambush in front of you. Why don't you let me go there first!" The Shura ghost knife flashed with secluded eyes and looked very afraid of people.
Now, he is completely subdued to Ye Feng.
"No, you just need to find a way for me. Leave these things to me!" Ye Feng is not afraid at all. Since he broke through the peak of eight thousand years, he has a great understanding of the causal scriptures.
Everything is cause and effect.
As long as you master the wonderful use of cause and effect, you can use the art of cause and effect to kill invisible people!
"Hey, just use this trick to kill you, the assassin!" There was a touch of coldness on Ye Feng's face.
Poo!
A needle-thin sword suddenly appeared and stabbed directly into Ye Feng's heart!
There is no flesh and blood texture, which made the saint assassin feel bad. However, he was not in a hurry. The moment he drew back the sword, he actually stabbed the second sword at a strange speed and a tricky angle!
This sword is fast and accurate!
Full sense of orientation!
Puff!
The texture of flesh and blood makes his eyes shoot a touch of joy!
"What a fierce sword! What a strange speed!" Ye Feng had to marvel like this.
He was injured. Yes, he was stabbed with a sword. Although he deviated from his heart, he was seriously injured!
"Cause and effect!"
There was a faint sneer at the corners of his mouth, and he sneered a few times and spit out two words!
Worw!
The invisible cause and effect actually wrapped around his body!
The assassin retreated in a hurry, but under the touch, he didn't find anything, but the creepy feeling made him feel Ye Feng's horror.
The next moment, he retreated, but Ye Feng still sneered at the corners of his mouth.
Ah!
After a while, in the space 30 miles away, a masked man in night clothes let out a heartbreaking cry, and he fell to the ground.
The fate is silently entangled by cause and effect, and it is broken. His fate and his future have completely disappeared!
Everything he has is gone!
Describe the moment of aging, and the cultivation is taken away!
This scene is unbelievable, but it's all true!
Cause and effect made him fall. This king of killers, who can be called the first killer in the ghost world, actually died under cause and effect.
Even Ye Feng couldn't avoid his sword, and the result was so tragic.
Cause and effect made him fall!
After seeing his tragic death, a successful smile appeared at the corners of Ye Feng's mouth. The cause and effect were really weird and powerful.
However, he has been consumed for tens of millions of years.
He squeaked his mouth: "Compared with the loss, he got more, but this causal force can't be used until a last resort!"
"The warriors of the orcs, the humble human who killed our young patriarch, we must bring him to justice!" An orc saint whose body is a white tiger, roared in a low voice.
With him are the four guardians of the orcs, the green dragon and white tiger, the rosefinch and Xuanwu.
"Hey, a human being at the peak of eight thousand years, I can sweep off his head with a dragon's tail, I'm afraid of what he will do!" A leading middle-aged man, with a loud voice, is extremely disdainful.
"Of course, he can burn him to death with a fire. Why does the patriarch stir up the crowd? It's really rare for our four guardians to go out at the same time!" A woman's voice came over, and there was a bird's head on her figure.
Xuanwu is a calm old man, silent, but perseverance.
"All our ten elders have been dispatched. What's more, the beast Wujiang is dead. Do you still want to despise him?" The white tiger frowned and looked at the green dragon and rosefinch.
"The fool of Beast Wujiang, I can burn him to death with a fire. He is a fart!! It's a mistake to let him take action!" The rosefinch smiled coldly.
Disdainful, Qinglong, the eyes of the rosefinch are full of disdain!