The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 278 Horror Brute Force

One committed suicide, and there was one man left with a livid face. He had an idea and kicked the corpse in front of Ye Feng, and fled towards the depths of the woods without looking back. I don't have that courage.

I can only escape!

As for whether he can escape or not, let's talk about escaping first.

"Run away, just run away."

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, he didn't chase after them, but just quietly looked at the corpses on the ground, and suddenly pulled off their masks again.

A group of guys who hide their heads and show their tails!

There is a saying that you can escape the first day of the junior high school, and you can escape the fifteenth day?
Letting one or two of them escape was Ye Feng's plan at the beginning. Killing them all would certainly solve the hatred, but following the clues would be more meaningful, not afraid that some of them would escape, but afraid that they would all be dead waiters.

However, just as Ye Feng was about to go back, a figure flew towards him from the woods. At first glance, it was the swordsman who escaped just now.

There are even bigger ones!
Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly. The swordsman's head was forward and his body was bent flat. It was obvious that he was thrown back. His eyes were wide open, as if he was in fear or begging for mercy. Not a sound.

dead!
Ye Feng showed no mercy, he stretched out his right hand, pressed down on the swordsman's head, and then slammed down on the ground.

The head was shattered, and a Martial King died in such an aggrieved way.

"It's kind of interesting."

The moment Ye Feng was about to get up, a light voice suddenly came from the right side, followed by a shining fist with blue light, ignorantly calling towards his head.

One punch is enough to kill!

Fortunately, the glazed armor on his body suddenly separated and gathered in front of Ye Feng's right brain, forming a golden shield.

boom!all
With just one punch, Ye Feng's body immediately fell to the ground, leaving a long plow mark in the woods.

"king!"

Leng Wuming cut the last assassin into two with a horizontal knife, and rushed towards Ye Feng with all his strength.

"do not come."

It is a dissuasion and an order!

Ye Feng's figure suddenly jumped up, his right brain was bleeding, and he was staring at the person who just shot, very strong!
I just don't know, what level is this person in the divine way?
"It's not dead."

"Ye Feng, have you entered the Divine Dao Realm?"

The person who came was a rough and bold man with a square face, wearing only a thin and shabby old cloth, with two arms exposed outside, he looked extremely muscular, vigorous and powerful.

Apparently, the big man interpreted the shield that blocked his attack just now as Ye Feng's magical artifact, because apart from this, there is no other reasonable explanation for why a Martial King can resist his full blow.

Shinto, there are many kinds of gods in the world, all kinds of strange things.

As for the strong ones who have entered the Divine Dao Realm, even if they fall later, the Divine Dao artifacts they condensed will not disappear because of this.

"Since your Excellency is here to kill me, what's the point of asking this question, but I don't know if a person like you should also wear a personal leather mask?"

Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood foam and said disdainfully.

I don’t know if I wasn’t injured, but now that I’ve been severely injured, I realized that my weird resilience is stronger than before, and the shattered skull on the right brain has already healed seven or eight times.

What exactly is going on?

In his own body, something different from other fighters appeared, Ye Feng frowned deeply, his energy level seemed to stay at the peak level of Martial King forever.

In the Tianyong Pavilion, the head teacher who was looking up to the sky suddenly felt uneasy, and saw his brows turn cold, and then he drew a sword towards the sky.

A sword was handed out, everything was silent, and then something seemed to be cracked in the sky.

"Don't worry, I am of course me, casual cultivator Tao Ming."

"People don't kill for themselves, for a casual cultivator like me who is struggling to survive in the cracks, there is nothing wrong with it, Ye Feng, I have no grudges or grudges with you, I died only because you provoked too many people, Xiang Heads are too valuable."

These words reached the head teacher's ears intact.

Seeing that the head teacher of Tianyong Pavilion was suddenly furious, he roared: "Second son, what are you dawdling about, your grandson is in danger of life now."

While holding the sword, the figure of the Grand Master soared into the sky.

What a casual pottery name!
What a killer move!
Who is it that blinded one's perception?
"Brother Zhao, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

A middle-aged man in a green robe appeared in front of the head teacher.

"Chess pieces!"

The head teacher looked at the Taoist wearing a yellow corolla, and finally stopped. He then asked with a gloomy face:
"Buddhism and Taoism have always been neutral?"

The pagoda-like glazed sword was constantly emitting golden light from the hand of the head teacher, and the entire sky suddenly turned into a golden chessboard.

"Of course neutral."

"Brother Zhao, don't misunderstand me. I was entrusted by others. There is no way. The most difficult thing in this world to repay is human favor. If you want to go further, you must have no distractions."

Qi Sheng, that is, the chess piece in the mouth of the head teacher, the grand elder of the Dao Sect in the Nine Great Sects of Guwu, his voice is very ethereal.

It looks like it is right in front of your eyes, but you are actually in a chess game, which is Tianya Haige.

"Oh, Zhao is very curious, who is the person who can make you owe your whole life?"

The head teacher became calm in an instant.

"Not to be said."

Qi Sheng smiled and shook his head.

"From this point of view, I can only learn the tricks of chess pieces."

The head teacher stood holding a sword, looking at Ruo Da's chessboard, there seemed to be nine figures shaking in his eyes.

In the chess game of the world, if you make a wrong move, you will lose the whole game.

The killing power shown by this chess piece may not be as good as that of Master Baiyun, but its difficulty and weirdness are definitely higher than the latter.

In the general's mansion, after the head teacher handed over the sword, a figure flashed out wildly.

Look at Ye Feng's side again, after Tao Ming said his name, he walked towards Ye Feng calmly, without any violent moves, but his condensed momentum was as ferocious as a stormy sea.

Yes!

It is unnecessary to ask, anyway, in his opinion, Ye Feng is going to die anyway.

Within three steps, like Tianqing, Tao Ming is not a pure physical fighter, but his magic weapon is his fist, every step he takes, there is a force of fist that imperceptibly oppresses Ye Feng.

The top of the head is like a thousand jins pressing close.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and stood upright. His body kept sinking, and he sank to his waist in just a while. In this state, let alone attacking, when Tao Ming really walked in, he really could only be slaughtered. .

Is this the method of the Shinto powerhouse?
Evolving a world pattern with one's own vigor, making moves that turn clouds and rain, like the hand of a god, this pottery name, gives Ye Feng the feeling that if Sato Shinichi is too strong.

"The third form, divine pillar!"

The golden light, which can be called substantial, continuously flowed out from Ye Feng's body. He was gnashing his teeth and screaming, desperately.

this moment!
The one hundred and nine acupoints in Ye Feng's body seemed to have completely opened the mouth of a dam, and golden vitality gushed out.

A straight golden beam of light rose into the sky.

"The person that Old Man Long values ​​is really extraordinary."

Inside the car, Feng Yuan looked at the golden beam of light with a thoughtful expression on her face, Ye Feng's path seemed a little different from theirs.

But what is different, she can't figure it out.

"That is, my little uncle will definitely become someone who can protect me in the future."

"Long Nannan is going too!"

It's shameless, a majestic master of the god-gathering realm bullied a Wu Wang, as if his little uncle can't be counted as a Wu Wang, but it doesn't matter, Feng Yuan wants to wait, she is such a beautiful girl with a sense of justice.

Of course I can't stand it!

"Uncle, have you seen my transformation?"

Suddenly, Long Nannan came to Tao Ming's feet.

"Nima!"

Tao Ming broke out in a cold sweat, he had no idea when did this unreasonably cute little girl appear?
Furthermore, what is the golden magic wand in your hand?
"Go to hell!"

Regardless of whether you are cute or not, Tao Ming only has one reason in his mind, that is to strike first, but he seems to have forgotten that this little girl came to him without fear.

What exactly does that mean!
"Not cute at all."

Angrily, Long Nannan threw away the metal rod in her hand, then stretched out her hands, grabbing Tao Ming's swaying fist in a gesture of hugging.

Such a posture doesn't look like a fight should be.

The fact is, Tao Ming's azure blue fist was easily grabbed by Long Nannan, a pair of small hands, just enough to hold Tao Ming's wrist.

"Big windmill, turn and turn!"

Inside the car, Feng Yuan caressed her forehead. This kind of pediatric-like fighting style was simply too horrible to look at. The emotional little monster was addicted to pretending to be tender.

In other words, I have never seen the real appearance of Long Nannan?
Ten meters away, Ye Feng stared dumbfounded at this dramatic scene, the golden streamer around him dissipated, his face was as wonderful as it should be, Tao Ming was in Long Nannan's hands, and he didn't even have the ability to resist at all , was directly treated as a toy.

As expected of a little evildoer!

boom!bang bang! ...

After turning tired, Long Nannan didn't seem to be satisfied, she held on to Tao Ming's arm tightly, like swat flies, and threw stones wherever there were stones.

Brute force!

How terrifying and brute force is this?

Hearing the series of beating sounds, Ye Feng felt a chill down his back, and told him directly that he should treat Long Nannan better in the future no matter what.

On Long Nannan's body, Ye Feng didn't notice a trace of vigor flow from the beginning to the end, which shows that this seemingly harmless little evildoer can fool a master of the Divine Dao realm with only the brute force on his body. Play.

"I'm tired of playing, the little uncle will leave it to you."

Long Nannan resentfully let go, and kicked the muddy Tao Ming to Ye Feng.

What else do you want me to do?
Everyone was shot to death by you, Ye Feng's eyes twitched, the little evildoer was ruthless enough, Tao Ming's bones were clearly smashed by her with an unknown method, Tao Ming, who would fall to the ground, is long gone Qi, the bones are gone, and the internal organs are probably gone earlier.

Ye Feng smiled helplessly, and kicked him into the ground.

(End of this chapter)