Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

The man who made the shot swung his sleeves, and his sleeves fluttered, but he didn't have the elegant demeanor that a half-distracted person should have.

"Lord!"

"father!"

Everyone in the lord's mansion exclaimed, while the other famous figures in the leadership of the Meng family didn't dare to show their spirits, for fear of being followed by disaster.

Suddenly, Meng Manyun's eyes were foggy, tears fell down, and he rushed to help Meng Changqing up.

She was full of grief and indignation, and looked at the people in Fengshen Temple with red eyes: "My father is just to be fair, you have dealt with such a heavy hand, is Fengshen Temple treating the people so arbitrarily?"

"Wind God Palace really thinks that I am easy to deceive mortals?"

The blood of many young people in the Lord's Mansion suddenly boiled with enthusiasm, and they directly clanged and drew their swords, stepped out, and glared at the five people in the Fengshen Temple.

Ordinary people are like ants, submissive and obedient in the God Realm, superficially respectful, but the clay figurines are still angry, and they are really forced to have nowhere to go, and they are not afraid to fight hard.

"Presumptuous, you mortals are nothing but ants, how dare you speak to us in such a tone?"

"If you dare to say it again, believe it or not, you will kill the Meng family leader with your hand, and all the bugs will disappear from the world."

The oily-haired and powder-faced person in the lead said indifferently.

Everyone in the Meng family is as if they have fallen into an ice cellar.

Even those who don't belong to the lord's mansion shuddered, their hair stood on end, and they shivered.

They all remembered the situation of mortals in the God Realm, and the ruthlessness of the Fengshen Temple.

Chapter 2143 Is this God? Who gave it the guts!

The Fengshen Temple has little influence in the God Realm, but its methods are cruel and cruel.

Over the past hundred years, the Temple of the Wind God has wiped out eight clans, and a total of tens of millions of mortals have been robbed.

And the reasons for the destruction of those territories are unacceptable.

It was all because of offending the envoys of the Wind God Temple, and then finding an excuse to kill them.

Thinking of this, these famous figures led by the Meng family shuddered.

The gazes of several well-known celebrities with delicate thoughts converged on Meng Xifeng who was full of smiles.

Immediately, he felt awe in his heart, perhaps the Meng family leader would not be destroyed, but might change to another lord.

"Hey, I told the lord earlier that we should show more respect to the gods, but he has a strong and upright character. I'm afraid he has offended these gods long ago."

A celebrity thought secretly, and sighed faintly.

Seeing the God of the Fengshen Temple flying through the clouds and overlooking the crowd, everyone dared not speak out.

Meng Manyun was whirling, feeling powerless in her heart.

Only Meng Xifeng looked like a villain, and looked at Meng Manyun with primitive fiery eyes.

Meng Manyun now understands that although her father looks dignified, he is infinitely beautiful.

But in the eyes of those gods and men, they really exist like ants, and they can be killed at will.

"Who can save Meng Jialing, who can save my father?"

Meng Manyun's face was full of huge nets, and her deer-like clear eyes were foggy, subconsciously looking at Ye Fan.

Now, in her eyes, Ye Fan is the only hope, the last straw.

Ye Fan looked indifferent, and walked forward slowly.

Rao Meng Manyun didn't look at him, but in the past few days, the leaders of the Meng family treated him warmly, for the sake of being human.

As well as Fengshen Temple, these people dared to make him kneel down to lead him to death.

These are all doomed, he will make a move.

"Hehe, is this God?"

Ye Fan walked slowly with his hands behind his back, his eyes were cold, and there was a faint murderous intent spreading.

"Do you want to ask for mercy now? It's too late. If you kneel down and kowtow to plead guilty, God may give you a happy ending."

With someone backing him up, Meng Xifeng was full of energy and joy in his heart.

"I just want to know, who gave you the guts to run wildly on the road to death?"

Ye Fan glanced at Meng Xifeng, shook his head and laughed.

"Shh!"

Under Meng Xifeng's astonished gaze, Ye Fan sighed and grasped his slender jade palm.

A vortex appeared in the palm, and there was a surging and vast force in the dark, which directly grabbed Meng Xifeng from the void.

Then, under the horrified eyes of everyone, there was a bang, and the majestic half-step master was directly crushed to pieces.

From the beginning to the end, Meng Xifeng went away peacefully without even screaming.

"Fizz!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and after reacting, there was a series of gasping sounds.