Fortune Stars

Chapter 169 Your strength is very good!
boom!
After landing, An He's eyes had already become empty and dejected,
Although the consciousness is still there, the Dao heart has been destroyed.

Moreover, the internal organs are also broken, and it is impossible to survive at all.

Barely holding his breath, it's just suffering for a long time,

Looking at Huoyun with empty eyes, he begged,

"kill me!"

Seeing An He's painful face, even Huo Yun couldn't bear it,
after all,

This is a disciple of his sect!

but……

In the end, Huo Yun grabbed An He's neck and said in a trembling voice, "You go first, and he will come to accompany you soon."

With a "click", An He was silent!

wow...

At this time, the elders of the Tiangang Sect stood in front of Ye Feng, looking at Huoyun vigilantly.

"The two of them made it clear just now that it's a life-and-death battle, Huoyun, as a senior, you're not shameless enough to bully the younger."

Hearing the words of the elders, the killing intent in Huo Yun's heart rose again.
Then there was a sinister smile on his face, and he said bitterly: "Using the big to bully the small? Of course not, but I remember that he seems to have invited another of our disciples."

boom……

Among the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, a young man's expression suddenly changed.
However, everyone's eyes fell on him!
At this moment, Huo Yun, who had already returned, saw the panic on the boy's face, and a strong anger suddenly rose in his heart.
He said sharply, "Jiang Yiran, are you afraid?"

"I……"

Jiang Yiran subconsciously wanted to nod, but when he saw the threatening eyes of Huoyun and the elders and brothers,

Shengsheng swallowed what he was going to say later!
Suppressing the fear in his heart, he shook his head and said, "How could I be afraid, this disciple will step forward and take his head."

"Ok!"

Huo Yun has a headache, how could he not know that Jiang Yiran and An He are almost the same in strength,
But, the only thing missing is An He's desperate spirit!

Going up is just a way to die,

But if you lose, you don't lose. Even if you can injure Ye Feng, you should have an explanation when you go back.
Thinking of this, the corner of his eye suddenly fell on the two people in the field,
Jiang Yiran looked at Ye Feng, his palms were already sweating nervously,

However, he still puffed up his chest and said sharply: "If you admit defeat, I can disturb your life!"

"Pfft...haha..."

For a moment, many people present laughed,
Only Li Yilei had the loudest voice, barking like a donkey,
Because, everyone can hear the fear in Jiang Yiran's voice,
"Okay!"

However, Ye Feng straightened his expression and looked at him with a slight mockery.
Indifferently: "If you knelt down and slapped yourself thirty times, I can kill you too."

shuh...

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Yiran,
I saw streaks of light flashing through his tightly squinted eyes from time to time,
A dangerous aura gradually emerged from his body.

He paused every word: "You are looking for...death!"

In the ghost king's family, there has never been a surrender without a fight.
Otherwise, not to mention being unable to hold his head up among the disciples, even the sect's rules can make him lose a layer of skin.

The ghost king sect will also become the laughing stock of everyone,
After all, he was also a member of Wang Zong, so he naturally wanted to protect the glory of the sect.

Jiang Yiran's body shook slightly, and he shot directly. A blood-colored long sword appeared in his hand,
On the hilt of the sword, five blood-colored skulls stood out strikingly,
"Ghost King Sword, the fifth person in the same rank."

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, this ghost Wang Zong is quite interesting, is he afraid that others don't know their strength?

Even Bi Yuntao in second place was no match for him, so the fifth came up,
Food delivery?

Suddenly, a dark golden sword energy suddenly appeared and attacked Ye Feng.

With this sword, Jiang Yiran didn't want Ye Feng's life, no matter how arrogant he was, he didn't have the confidence to kill Ye Feng with one sword.

He just wanted to intimidate him, lest the people around him look down on him!
The moment the sword light approached him, Ye Feng was not in a hurry, and he slapped it out with a palm, directly dissipating the sword energy,

"With your ability, you still want to kill me?" Ye Feng said coldly.

He had already seen through Jiang Yiran's move just now that the latter turned out to be a master of swordsmanship.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, so it is more terrifying than other weapons.

What caught Ye Feng's attention even more was that Jiang Yiran's sword seemed to have a little variation.

The sword light is more fierce than ordinary swords!
Ye Feng estimated that although Jiang Yiran's strength was only at the ninth level of Juling, his real combat power was definitely comparable to the first level of chakra.

The reason why it ranks fifth may have been hiding something,
The fear just now was probably intentional!

"Arrogance!" Jiang Yiran looked at Ye Feng, snorted coldly, and roared: "Although I am both of the Ninth Level of Gathering Spirits, the sword in my hand belongs to the upper level of the third rank. After drinking the blood of thousands of people, a little sword spirit was born! What are you fighting for?" Fight me!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yiran stepped forward suddenly, with a powerful momentum.

Ye Feng put too much pressure on him, even if he exposed his cards, he would not hesitate.

Jiang Yiran's whole body was full of aura, and in his pupils, a dark golden giant sword appeared. The aura was so surging that it condensed into a solid body, exuding a palpitating aura.

The ghost king sword sword spirit contains the power of killing, fierce and domineering.

The people around felt the power of the Ghost King Sword, many of them trembled their legs and almost fell to their knees.

Even Elder Huoyun had a look of astonishment flashing across his face!
Sun Zhaowei subconsciously protected Sun Chunyao, and looked at Ye Feng very worriedly.

He admitted that Ye Feng's strength was unfathomable, and no one had ever seen him make a full shot.

But this time was different, Jiang Yiran's aura was really too strong.

Ye Feng frowned slightly, and then eased up.

He guessed completely correctly, Jiang Yiran used his own blood to forge the Ghost King Sword,
Moreover, the aura of killing thousands of people should be caused by a slight mutation, making the Ghost King Sword even more astonishingly powerful.

Although it is a third-grade spiritual tool, it is actually comparable to a fourth-grade intermediate!
"Suffer to death!"

Jiang Yiran didn't give Ye Feng a chance to think, a spiritual energy gushed out of the sharp sword in his hand, cut it in the air, turned into a dark golden sword light, and flew towards Ye Feng's eyebrows at a high speed.

At the moment when the sword light was issued, a strong threat emerged in Ye Feng's heart.

This sword spirit is weird,
Dang!

With a soft sound, the Starlight Halberd instantly appeared in his hand,

The silver light flickered, like a dream!

shuh...

Facing Jiang Yiran's attack, Ye Feng waved the halberd in his hand,
Take a piece of silver horse training and drop from the sky!

Ye Feng's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and when he waved the halberd, he seemed to grow much taller.

There seems to be a condescending imperial aura,
The mountain-like pressure instantly appeared in everyone's heart,

Under this pressure, Jiang Yiran's sharp attack suddenly stagnated,
A flash of fear flashed deep in his eyes!
"You can force me to use weapons, your strength is very good."

shuh...

Accompanied by an incomparably domineering voice, the silver horses suddenly soared,
Like a galaxy falling from the sky, it directly swept Jiang Yiran into it!
"what……"

(End of this chapter)