Genius Sword Immortal

Ye Feng certainly doesn’t know who these guys are. The most important thing is that the two sides simply can’t communicate.

"I knew I didn't kill them all."

Ye Feng is somewhat puzzled. If there are a few people who don’t kill, there may be people who know how to communicate with each other.

"It shouldn't matter"

Lin Shiqing was stunned by the side: "Since someone has entered this temple, there should be a lot of them. It is very likely that the Saar tribe has been given by this group..."

"Can't go back quickly"

Ai Shiyuan also said that she was worried about her face and turned into a nervous fear from the very beginning.

If the Saar tribe really falls into the hands of this group of people, no one knows what the current situation will be. After all, for this group of people, whether it is Ye Feng or Ai Shiyuan, they have never seen it.

"go"

Ye Feng did not hesitate to say that the dragon sword 诀 诀 让 让 让 让 让 让 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 怒 雷 雷 雷 雷 雷 雷 雷 雷 雷

The ancient temple is located not far from the Saar tribe

The angry Leiyang **** fluttered and flew for a moment and came to the two or three kilometers outside the Saar tribe.

Then Ye Feng let the eagle of the yang gods land down and let everyone wait for him to fly toward the Saar tribe in the direction of the Saar tribe.

Although the angry Leiyang **** can be used for combat, but Ye Feng does not want to let it suffer any harm. After all, the angry Leiyang **** and the immortal itself are the same "life" only once.

Once the anger and thunder gods are defeated, then Ye Feng has no Yangshen wants to have the sun **** can only re-agglomerate

Yangshen is not fixed. Every cultivator can concise more than one yang, but at the same time, he can only have one yang, and the more he wants to condense the high-quality yang, the more difficult it is.

On the contrary, the first time to condense the sun is the most relaxed

So if it is not necessary, there will be no reckless use of the sun to fight.

Unless he is like Ye Feng, if he let the gods stay on the earth, he can protect the dragons. After all, there are only a handful of people who can defeat his **** on earth.

Except for those who have hidden Shaolin

Ye Feng thought of the old monks, although they are now friendly with them, but this is only temporary, after all, the other party is not their own.

Only letting his own strength increase is the most assured of Ye Feng.

Let the angry Leiyang **** and everyone stand together and hide in a thick jungle outside the Saar tribe. Ye Feng Yu Jian flies toward the Saar tribe.

The nearby landscape is very familiar with the park. Of course, I know where the most hidden places are easier to be discovered by others.

Whether it is hiding or fleeing, Ai Shiyuan is safe in the public.

What's more, if Ye Fengyang is here, even if there is any situation, it is a matter of time for his sword to come back.

There is still a responsibility for everyone. That is to guard the young man with long sleeves in red robe.

The young man was almost scared by Ye Feng’s timidity. At this time, they were afraid to put one in the Ai Shiyuan.

Ye Feng was alone in the sword and soon came to the Saar tribe to look at the situation in the past. The situation in the Saar tribe suddenly made him frown.

There are only a few scattered dragon blood warriors in the entire tribe, and all others are missing. These scattered dragon blood warriors are also **** and held in sealed rooms.

The people who walked around in the Saar tribe at the moment became all those who had been solved by Ye Feng in the ancient temples.

Who are these people?

Ye Feng's brow furrows feels a bit tricky because the people below are not bad at all, although they are not comparable to the "elite" who entered the ancient temples. But the key lies in many people.

There are about forty or fifty such guys in the entire tribe searching for tribes who are still interrogating the three dragon warriors who were caught.

Must act

Ye Feng knows that things should not be delayed.

He did not hesitate to spur the dragon sword, the true magic sword

The enchanting effect of magical swordsmanship is undoubtedly the most illusive in the illusion. It relies on magical swordsmanship to stealth. Ye Feng is sure that even if he is repaired as a cultivator who is twice as tall as him, it is difficult to detect his existence with his knowledge.

Now there are so many inexplicable guys in the tribe who use the fart in Ye Feng. The stock knows that there must be a leader in the neighborhood or in the tribe.

"You must save people first"

Ye Feng made up his mind to spur the magic sword

His figure in a black shirt disappeared from the air and came to the place where the three dragon blood warriors were trapped.

What makes him wonder is that the group of people who attacked the Saar tribe had a good IQ and did not put the three Dragon Blood Warriors in one room.

Ye Feng’s want to take all three of them away has a lot of trouble.

In the several rooms of the tent, there were three scarred dragon blood warriors and ten long-sleeved men who guarded them and tortured them.

These more than ten people are forty or fifty years of cultivation as Ye Feng broke into them.

Fighting

Ye Feng did not hesitate to push the infuriating sword from top to bottom and squatted at the top of the tent.

Cang

The loud noise came out of the entire tent and collapsed. In the chaos, those long-sleeved men panicked and had no idea how to see the three dragon blood warriors who were caught.

"The IQ of these people seems to be really not very good..."

Ye Feng’s mouth was slightly tilted, and he threw a dragon blood warrior and threw it on his flying sword. Then he grabbed the third dragon blood soldier and flew up.

Carrying three people at a time is already the limit of Ye Feng. He not only has to hold a dragon blood warrior in one hand, but also to spur the true gas to become a real hood to protect the two dragon blood soldiers behind him.

The sudden appearance of Ye Feng makes the eyes of the three dragon blood warriors suddenly

It’s a strange black young man who has something to do with the remains of the ancient gods.

Dragon Blood Warriors certainly remember who made them into capable fighters. If they were not Ye Feng, they were just the weak hunters who knew the sword and the sword.

He appeared so... the priest who left the tribe long before should have returned.

The three dragon blood warriors don’t care about the scars on their bodies.

However, just as Ye Feng Yu Jian quickly left, a figure suddenly flew from the tribe and stopped in front of Ye Feng.

A strong breath is coming