Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 1297 A Slap

"Patriarch Dongfang, what happened? Who came to make trouble for the Dongfang family and let you activate the sect protection formation?"

Wearing a dark blue robe, with a hint of arrogance on his face, Lei Zishen, who had cultivated to the peak of the sixth-level Beast Emperor, came in front of Dongfang Bukong and said loudly.

"This..." Dongfang Bukong deliberately hesitated.

"Patriarch Dongfang, what are you afraid of with Mr. Shen around, no matter how powerful that person is, he can be even more powerful than Mr. Shen!"

Dressed boldly, the petite oriental bird with a hot figure stood beside Lei Zishen like a human being, and said confidently.

Lei Zishen is the son of Lei Chen, the great elder of the Lei Clan, but compared with Lei Zifan, Lei Zishen is far behind in terms of talent and strength, but relying on Lei Chen, a big tree, few people in the entire Lei domain will offend Him, making him defiant.

Because Lei Chen is very close to the Dongfang family, Lei Zishen has a good relationship with Dongfang Bukong and they often see each other, and Dongfang Bukong also intends to marry his youngest daughter to Lei Zishen as a concubine.

"Patriarch Dongfang, since there are distinguished guests coming, let them in!"

Sensing the sudden visit of Lei Zishen and others, Ye Chenfeng, who was sitting safely in the grand teacher's chair in the lobby, spoke slowly, and the deep voice rang in the ears of Lei Zishen and others.

"Damn, crazier than me!"

Lei Zishen's face darkened, and he walked into the main hall angrily with the white-haired old man and the hot woman.

Seeing the anger on Lei Zishen's face, Dongfang Bukong secretly rejoiced. He very much hoped that Ye Chenfeng would have a confrontation with Lei Zishen and take the opportunity to involve the Lei clan, so that the Dongfang family's crisis might be resolved.

"Ancient remnants, forbidden!"

When Lei Zishen and others rushed in angrily, Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the ancient remnant map and restrained the entire main hall. Seeing Ye Chenfeng's actions, Dongfang Bukong jumped wildly and felt uneasy, but Lei Zishen Deep but showing deep anger.

"Damn it, you're such a daring dog, don't you still want to harm me?"

Lei Zishen didn't know Ye Chenfeng, looking at Ye Chenfeng leaning on the grand teacher's chair with sharp eyes, he said angrily.

"You are from the Thunder Clan!"

Ye Chenfeng gently tapped the armrest of the grand master's chair with his fingers, and said lightly.

"That's right!" Lei Zishen revealed a hint of aloofness and said, "If you are self-aware, you will beg for mercy on your knees. Maybe I'm in a good mood to spare your life."

"I didn't expect Lei Clan to produce a waste like you, it really insults the reputation of Lei Clan!" Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said contemptuously.

"Bold!"

The hot girl heard Ye Chenfeng insulting Lei Zishen in public, her charming eyes showed a strong murderous intent, and the Dao of Lei emerged from her body, and under the control of her thoughts, it turned into a giant thunder blade, With a deafening thunder, it slashed towards Ye Chenfeng.

"Whoosh!"

The bronze sword soul flew out of Ye Chenfeng's soul sea, and turned into a sky-splitting divine sword. One sword swept through the air, and one sword shocked the immortals. Under the horrified gaze of the hot woman, she chopped over.

The hot girl is only a level five Beast Emperor master, and she can't dodge the attack of the Bronze Sword Soul at all.

"laugh!"

Before the rescue of the white-haired old man in Nirvana, the Bronze Sword Soul sliced ​​open her body, split her fiery body in half, and killed her on the spot.

"Bronze Sword Soul, who are you?"

The white-haired old man didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to kill people if he didn't agree with each other, his face changed, and he stood in front of Lei Zishen, looked at him solemnly, and asked loudly.

"Ye Chenfeng!"

Ye Chenfeng took back the bronze sword soul, and said lightly.

"The fierce Ye Chenfeng, you have come to Saint Thunder City!"

The white-haired old man and Lei Zishen shrank their pupils, revealing scruples, and Lei Zishen even touched the message bead hidden in his waist quietly.

"If I were you, don't think about using the message beads to report the news, otherwise you will die faster."

Ye Chenfeng's soul is so powerful, he caught Lei Zishen's small movements, and warned coldly.

"Ye Chenfeng, I warn you, although you are ruthless, this is Saint Thunder City, the stronghold of my Thunder Clan, if you dare to harm me, I..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish his words, Lei Zishen suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes. Ye Chenfeng, who was supposed to be sitting on the grand master's chair, suddenly appeared in front of him. Flew out, hit heavily on the restricted wall

"I beat you now, what can you do for me?"

Ye Chenfeng put his hands behind his back, looked at Lei Zishen whose cheeks were sunken and blood was flowing from his mouth, and said lightly.

"Patriarch Dongfang, kill him for me. If you kill him, I will promise you whatever you want!"

A sense of humiliation that he had never experienced poured into his soul, Lei Zi deeply covered his bleeding mouth, and ordered in anger.

"Do you think they dare to do anything to me?" Ye Chenfeng said with a hint of disdain: "Also, even if I bloodbath the Dongfang family, the Lei clan will not do anything to me?"

"Fart, my Thunder Clan will be afraid of you!" Lei Zi stared at Ye Chenfeng with blood red eyes and said angrily.

"Don't believe me? How about we make a bet?" Ye Chenfeng said with a smile, but in the eyes of Dongfang Bukong, he smiled like a god of death, and a lot of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Master Ye, my Dongfang family has no intention of offending you, please don't bet on my Dongfang family."

Thinking of the rumors that Ye Chenfeng has an extremely terrifying background, which made Lei Clan even scruples, Dongfang Bukong didn't dare to take risks, so he said hastily.

"Okay, Ye Chenfeng, you have the guts, let's wait and see!"

Lei Zishen gritted his teeth and said, without the help of the Dongfang family, Lei Zishen knew that he could not do anything to Ye Chenfeng, and would leave after leaving a harsh word.

"Go? Did I tell you to go?"

Ye Chenfeng showed a cold smile, and the sword spirit puppet and the golden God of War split his body again, locking Lei Zishen and the white-haired old man.

"You, what exactly do you want, aren't you afraid of revenge from my Thunder Clan!"

Feeling the killing intent emanating from the Sword Spirit Puppet and the Golden God of War, Lei Zi felt a trace of fear in his heart, rolled his throat, and said bravely,

"Do you think I'm afraid?"

Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, and walked towards Lei Zifan whose complexion changed slightly and the fear in his heart was getting stronger and stronger step by step with heavy steps.

"Master Ye, I, the Lei Clan, have no intention of being your enemy. For the sake of the Lei Clan, please don't embarrass us, Young Master Zishen!" The white-haired old man took a deep breath and stood in front of Ye Chenfeng.

"You are not qualified to intercede for him!" Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said indifferently.

"Patriarch Dongfang, what are you still doing? If something happens to me in your Dongfang family, my father will never let you go."

Touching Ye Chenfeng's icy eyes, Lei Zishen shouted at the hesitant Dongfang Bukong with chills down his spine.

If it was someone else, Dongfang Bukong would definitely take a huge risk to help Lei Zishen, but Ye Chenfeng's fierce reputation made him scrupled.

"Master Zishen, hurry up!"

Gritting his teeth, the white-haired old man suddenly burned his powerful blood and vitality, raised his own strength to the peak, and attacked Ye Chenfeng, wanting to buy time for Lei Zishen to escape with his own strength.

"Chi Chi!"

The moment the white-haired old man made a move, the sword spirit puppet and the golden god of war attacked him at the same time. The world-shattering sword light and golden fist light sealed all his space and bombarded his body fiercely, tearing apart the space. At the same time, smash him to pieces and kill him directly.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng took a sword step, flew past the blood energy rising in mid-air, and appeared beside Lei Zishen, who was so frightened that he was desperately attacking Remnant Map's restraint.

"Go to hell!"

Feeling Ye Chenfeng approaching, Lei Zi deeply stimulated the potential of his whole body, and printed a thunderous palm at Ye Chenfeng, trying to force him back.

However, the gap in strength between them is too great, Ye Chenfeng, with a body comparable to an ancient Taoist weapon, forcibly regretted the palm of Lei Zi's deep imprint, and his palm full of terrifying power smashed hard on Lei Zi's palm. Zishen's head.

He knocked him to the ground with one palm, bleeding from Qikong and passed out.

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