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The other two, holding a giant net and planning to cover Ye Pengfei, were also shocked to see this situation. When they saw that the other two seven star swords were flying towards them, they couldn't control Ye Pengfei any more. They pulled open the giant net and fell towards the flying sword.

"Stab, stab, stab," two rings.

The two seven star swords directly pierce the huge net and cut at them without stopping. Their accomplishments are all over the huge net. Now when the huge net is broken, most of their accomplishments have been abandoned. They have no ability to take the sword and can only escape.

However, even if they had Mahayana accomplishments, they could not run faster than the flying sword, and they were also the ancient treasure level big dipper seven star sword.

I saw the cold light flashing continuously, and a piece of blood was flying in the sword light. The two holy masters were directly cut into several sections by the flying sword and fell to the ground.

One sword, one thought, one sword breaks ten thousand methods, one sword cuts ten thousand evils.

As soon as the Big Dipper seven star sword comes out, with the intention of entering the micro level sword, even the Mahayana Lord must be buried under the sword. If the great emperor does not come out, no one can stop him.

It's just a sword. There's only one of the six lords left.

The old man with white hair only looked breathtaking, with cold sweat on his back. He did not expect that the young man with white hair only had the mid-term cultivation of he Dao, and his fighting power was so terrifying.

"This Is this the inheritance of the Thai emperor? " The old man with white hair looks at Ye Pengfei, his face like ashes.

He was already in despair. The master of Mahayana could not even compare with a mid-term monk. It made him feel powerless. He just felt that he really lived on a dog.

People are often more angry than people, at least that's what white haired old people think now.

"When you come to hunt me this time, have you ever thought that you are actually here to die?" Ye Pengfei grins grimly and walks slowly towards the white haired old man with the Big Dipper seven star sword.

His steps are very steady, every step seems to step on the heart of the old man with white hair.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant. The people of Feng clan, Jiang clan and Ji clan are all hunting you. Even if you are more powerful than me, what's the matter? Soon the emperor and the strong will arrive, and then you will die as well. "

"The inheritance of the Thai emperor is not something that you can have with a small group of monks. If you bear the blame, you will surely die. Ha ha..."

The old man with white hair looked at Ye Pengfei as if he were a dead man. He almost laughed madly.

"No matter how talented you are, how can you practice for several years or even decades, you can really become a true immortal, but what's the difference? Now you are just a monk of the same way. Your appearance will certainly threaten the interests of the major families. They will kill him, they will

"Fengwuji can't protect you, Terran, don't be immortal! You wait to die... "

Ye Pengfei didn't let the old man with white hair finish what he said. At the moment, he cut off his head with a sword. Since then, the six holy masters sent by Xuanyuan's Ji family have all died.

After killing six holy masters, ye Pengfei looked at the young master of Xuanyuan family who fainted and died on the ground. He suddenly moved in his heart and sneered, saying: "all the families want to kill me, and all want to get the inheritance from me. Hum! Then I'll let you fight each other. "

Ye Pengfei picked up the young master, carried him on his shoulder, and then walked towards Wangxiang city step by step. Instead of rushing on, he walked slowly, waiting for the coming family leaders.

The Ji family, like the Feng family, has three branches: the Zhou family inherited from the Chinese Zhou Dynasty, the Xuanyuan family inherited from the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan family, and the Zhuanxu family inherited from the Gaoyang family.

Among the three branches, Xuanyuan's Ji family is the most powerful, followed by Gaoyang's Ji family and Zhou's Ji family.

Ye Pengfei doesn't know the origin of this young master of the Xuanyuan family, but since he is from the Xuanyuan family, he must have a strong influence in the Ji family. It's obviously the most appropriate to use him as a live target to start wars among the major families.

If you let the people of Ji family know that the young master of Xuanyuan family in Ji family was killed by someone of a certain family, what will the people of Ji family do?

Ye Pengfei sneered and gave the Xuanyuan's little master a lotus pill. Now he doesn't want the little master to die, at least not in his own hands.

"Whew..."

Ye Pengfei didn't go far away when he heard several voices coming from the sky. He looked up and saw a group of people in white coming towards him.

All of them were sword bearers. Obviously, they were all sword menders. They were all dressed in white clothes with black rims on their collars. There were 12 people in all. They were not old, either male or female. They were handsome and high spirited.

These 12 people are all Mahayana majors, and ye Pengfei can even feel a familiar smell from the breath of these people.

"It seems that the Mohists in the relegation immortal palace have arrived. I wonder if Mo feibai has come with us?"

With a sneer, ye Pengfei sweeps around the twelve people's faces. He really sees Mo feibai standing out. I haven't seen it for several years. Today, Mo Fei's practice in vain is not what it used to be. He has reached the Mahayana level and is a real saint.

saw Wutong white, the moment Ye Pengfei's face was too wonderful for words to smile. "In the last time I was in the secret of the Indus, I killed Tiger God and put it in the same place, so that you and your father were killed by the tiger tiger.In this way, ye Pengfei puts Xuanyuan Shaozhu's face behind him to avoid being discovered by Mo feibai and others, and then goes step by step to meet Mohist and others.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer. When Mo feibai sees Ye Pengfei's face, he seems to be in a daze. He obviously recognizes the enemy who almost killed him at the beginning, and then a surge of anger comes out of Mo feibai's heart like a volcanic eruption.

"Ye Pengfei, it's you!"

When the enemy met, he was very red, and his eyes and pupils seemed to be burning with anger. In his anger, he gave a big drink and shook his hand. It was a flying sword that came straight from ye Pengfei's head.

"Wait a minute, young master." Mo Fei Bai's side a holy Lord can't help but remind.

But where would Mo feibai listen to his advice.

homeless, Ye Pengfei really hate the extreme. If he was not, he would have gone away from the Wutong secret land without any responsibility, and how could he be pursued by the white tiger domain as a dog in general, and all of this was caused by Ye Pengfei. Today he must see him off, and he must cut it off by himself.

However, as soon as the flying sword reached half way, Mo feibai found that it was wrong. Ye Pengfei didn't mean to dodge, but looked at himself with a bad smile.

He was so familiar with the smile that he still remembers it.

was as like as two peas in the face of Ye Pengfei hole years ago. Is this kid's face smiling like it is now?

Thinking of this, Mo feibai's heart is beating fast. He subconsciously wants to urge the flying sword to turn back, but it's too late.