The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy

And there are two 'geniuses' fighting with each other in the field at the moment.

One uses the sword, the other uses the fist.

The swordsmanship is as ethereal as a fairy, and the boxing technique is as thick as a mountain.

They can also be regarded as rivals, and they have seen each other's moves, and they have already played against each other for dozens of rounds in a short period of time, and the others are dazzled.

During the rotation, it can be regarded as a bit of artistic conception.

But after all, these two people are only in the base-building realm. Even if their talents are extraordinary, they can't see anything now.

The ability to succeed for a while may not be able to achieve the ability of a lifetime.

So Ye Ling just glanced at it, and put his eyes on the two people who were in the first place.

One of them was naturally the Seventh Princess Xia Yuxin.

The other person was Ye Ling's acquaintance.

"Brother Ye, you're late." At this moment, he raised his head and raised his glass with a smile.

It was only then that the others were surprised to discover that there was an extra Ye Ling in the field at some point in time.

Except for the first one, no one knows when Ye Ling came.

"Ling Yufeng."

The chief disciple of the Sunda Wind Holy Land.

He is also Ye Ling's old rival.

Seeing him, Ye Ling suddenly smiled.

Then he gently took a step under his feet, and in a matter of seconds, the distance turned into the end of the world.

The surrounding space seemed to flow backwards at this moment.

With just one ten-thousandth of his fingers, Ye Ling had already come behind the opponent, standing with his hands behind his back, looking down at him like a god.

At this time, Ling Yufeng was holding a wine glass in his hand, making an inviting gesture.

But there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

Ye Ling's speed...how could it be faster than him, so that he, a holy disciple famous for his speed, could not react at all.

It's only been a few short months since he hasn't seen him, how could he have made such rapid progress?

Impossible, it must be some kind of secret treasure... Also, this time to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Blood Sea Sect, it is reasonable to bring one or two secret treasures suitable for escape just in case.

In just a few seconds, Ling Yufeng had already found a reason for Ye Ling's actions.

As a result, a smile appeared on his face again, and just as he was about to speak, Ye Ling's voice came at this moment—

"You seem to be sitting in the wrong place."

The plain voice, with a slightly contemptuous tone, made Ling Yufeng's words that he was about to say suddenly get stuck there.

At this time, Xia Yuxin, who was on the side, had already reacted. Hearing this, her face turned pale, and she quickly got up.

But the next moment, her movements were held down by Ye Ling.

Xia Yuxin turned her head, but saw that Ye Ling was looking at her. The faintly beating flames made her heart tighten, and she had the illusion of being targeted by a terrifying natural enemy.

Just when she was uneasy, Ye Ling's voice sounded again:

"I'm not talking about you."

"what?"

Xia Yuxin was stunned.

Then she saw Ye Ling flick her fingers lightly, with a careless expression, like flicking off dust, but with a snap, Ling Yufeng flew out.

In fact, Ling Yufeng felt bad for the last second.

But he boasted that he and Ye Ling were more than equal in strength, so he didn't act, but wanted to see how he did it.

But when Ye Ling's breath really locked on him, Ling Yufeng suddenly felt a terrifying oppression coming from the other party's body, and his face changed greatly.

In the face of Ye Ling's casual finger, he was completely unable to resist.

The proud speed is like a snail at this moment.

The self-proclaimed strong physique and realm collapsed in an instant with Ye Ling's light shot.

puff! !

Before everyone in the room could react, they saw that Ling Yufeng was covered in blood and flew out in pieces, like rags, and fell into the garbage pile in the corner.

In an instant, the air was extremely quiet.

The maid over there who was cleaning the trash was already stunned.

And a group of geniuses from Xu Guo also stood there in a daze, watching this scene with their mouths wide open.

Just now, that, yes, Ling Yufeng, right?

Is it Ling Yufeng, the most outstanding disciple of the Sunda Wind Holy Land generation?