Chapter 1392 Is It Your Turn to Kill My People?

Chapter 1392 Is it your turn to kill my people?

Ye Feng stood in the air, facing Ye Zhentian, his pressure was not so great. Normally, he would definitely be a man with his tail clenching, but now, he resolutely stepped forward.

Now he can only find a way to delay the time, hoping that Xiao Fan can arrive as soon as possible, as long as Xiao Fan arrives, his family will be saved.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid to tell you that they all have to be buried with them!" Ye Zhentian said coldly.

What a joke, if you just betrayed the Hall of War Souls, I can ignore your family members.

However, you are defecting to the master of the Asura Hall, if I don't express anything, the master of the ancient Ye family will find a way to kill me.

As the old saying goes, a dead fellow Taoist will not die a poor Taoist. If you, Ye Feng, are not dead, I will be the unlucky one. How could I let you go?

However, it is absolutely impossible for Ye Zhentian to say this. Everything he does now is for the ancient Ye family and the Temple of War.

Hearing Ye Zhentian's words, all members of Ye Feng's family became terrified, especially Ye Yu, who showed anger on his face.

Originally, he thought that he was about to become the head of the family and was complacent, but how could he have imagined that the head of the Battle Soul Hall would sentence him to death with a single sentence.

You haven't taken the position of Patriarch yet, so you're going to die?

"Ye Feng, you bastard, you actually pushed the family into the abyss of destruction, even if we are a ghost, we will not let you go!" Ye Yu growled angrily at Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, it's no wonder your sons and daughters died early. People like you should have been hacked to death long ago."

"Ye Feng, you are in vain as the head of the family. What kind of outrageous things did you do to ask the whole family to be buried with you!"

"I'll be a ghost in my next life and I won't let you go!"

Once there is the first one, there will be the second one. People from Ye Yu's lineage began to curse crazily. Ye Zhentian's words have already sentenced them to death, and they are already unscrupulous.

Now they just want to curse and vent their anger and fear of death.

Ye Feng's expression was indifferent. If it was before, he might still be furious, but now, he is surprisingly calm, as if Ye Yu and the others are not scolding Ye Feng himself.

"Ye Feng, you and I have been fighting for most of our lives, but we never thought we would become enemies in the end. Today, I will kindly give you a ride." Ye Lin laughed wildly.

Then he held a big knife and killed Ye Feng, the force of the wind swept across the world, extremely ferocious.

Ye Feng's eyes were cold, and he went up to him with a long sword in his hand. As long as Ye Zhentian didn't make a move, he could still hold on for a while, especially this Ye Lin, Ye Feng knew everything about him, and he was the one who could delay the time the most.

The two fought together, colliding fiercely, and the time passed by every minute, and the two seemed to be unable to do anything to each other.

After a while, Ye Feng and Ye Lin separated. Ye Lin was about to speak, but was stopped by Ye Zhentian: "You can't kill him!"

Although Ye Lin didn't want to admit it, it was a fact. He wanted to kill Ye Feng very much, but the strengths of the two were indeed evenly matched, and neither of them could get a bargain just now.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, looked at Ye Zhentian with a cold face, is he going to do it himself?

"You still dare to resist, do you want the master of the palace to give you a ride in person?" Ye Zhentian sneered, and with a thought, a powerful soul coercion forced Ye Feng away.

puff! Ye Feng was so shaken that he spewed out a few mouthfuls of blood, his figure stepped back a few steps, and he was a little unstable. This is the gap between the middle stage of the Battle Saint Realm and the peak of the Battle Saint Realm. For ordinary people, it is a natural moat that cannot be crossed .

"You didn't die?" Ye Zhentian looked at Ye Feng slightly unexpectedly, the strength of Ye Feng's soul and will obviously exceeded his expectation.

But at the next moment, Ye Zhentian finally moved, raised his hand and killed Ye Feng with a palm.

The speed is unimaginable, Ye Feng is seriously injured at this moment, the gap between the two is there, how can they still be Ye Zhentian's opponent.

Ye Feng's face was full of despair, as if he was waiting for the end of death, other than that, he had no other choice.

"Grandpa!" On the martial arts arena, Ye Hai yelled crazily, with a ferocious expression on his face, but unfortunately, he couldn't get close to that momentum at all.

Just when Ye Zhentian's palm was about to kill Ye Hai, a flat voice suddenly sounded in the void.

"Is it your turn to kill my people?"

The voice was very flat, but there was an indescribable coldness and strength. There was a layer of frosty air spreading rapidly in the void, and all the people present shivered.

Ye Zhentian's figure stopped, that is to say, at this moment of practice, a stream of light quickly magnified in his eyes, and the speed was many times faster than he didn't know.

In a hurry, Ye Zhentian's palm shot towards the streamer. The next moment, he only felt his arm go numb, and then there was a sound of bone cracking, and his arm shot out from his shoulder. , the bones flew across.

"Hiss~" Ye Zhentian gasped, the opponent's strength was completely beyond his imagination, he had already forgotten the pain of breaking his arm, and quickly retreated towards the rear.

"Hall Master!" The elder of the War Soul Hall behind Ye Zhentian looked at Ye Zhentian's broken right arm, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

They all knew that Ye Zhentian was at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, and if they wanted him to have no power to fight back, the opponent's strength was not ordinary.

When their eyes looked forward, they saw a small stone figure suspended in the air, and there was no one else besides that.

Could it be this small stone man who hurt Ye Zhentian?

Thinking of this, many people in the crowd showed weird looks, as if they didn't believe that Ye Zhentian was defeated by a little stone man.

But at the next moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by a voice, and Ye Feng suddenly walked towards the martial arts arena, landed in front of a young man in black robe, and said respectfully: "Young master!"

Little Lord? Everyone was extremely surprised, Ye Feng betrayed the Hall of War Souls, for a young boy?

Most people couldn't understand Ye Feng's actions, but only Ye Zhentian understood that the young boy was extraordinary because he couldn't see through the other person.

Obviously, the young man in black robe is none other than Xiao Fan, no, to be precise, he is Xiao Fan's soul clone.

"Haha, Ye Feng, are you foolish? How dare you call this kid the young master?" Ye Lin laughed wildly at No. 7, as if he had heard the biggest joke.

"Brother Lin, thank you for reporting to me in advance, and for delaying the time with me just now, otherwise I would not have been able to wait for the young master's arrival." Ye Feng smiled instead of anger.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes in the Hall of Battle Souls fell on Ye Lin. Ye Lin was the first to come to this martial arts arena, and he even fought Ye Feng on purpose, didn't it?

Ye Lin also felt that something was wrong, even he himself almost believed Ye Feng's words, and then suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly explained: "Master, I..."

"Death!" Before he could speak, Ye Zhentian snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he slammed his palm on Ye Lin's head.

Ye Lin's head exploded suddenly, turning into a blood mist that filled the air, and the headless corpse suddenly fell towards the ground.

Seeing this scene, the crowd were all silent, but Ye Feng smiled slightly and said, "My lord, I was just joking with Ye Lin, why are you so serious?"