Chapter 341 The Nightmare of People in the Martial Arts

When Ye Feng launched a sharp attack, Zhao Yibei at the side was of course not idle.

He is more eager than anyone else to kill the Situ Zangdao in front of him. Unfortunately, he can't deal with four opponents alone. He can only rely on Ye Feng's strength.

Now the opponent has two dead. Ye Feng is confronting the short and fat butcher. Zhao Yiyi is facing Situ Zangdao alone. He has a lot of confidence.

Although ten years of cultivation is not equal to forty years of cultivation, Zhao Yiyi is a soul cultivator. Compared with people in the martial arts, the advantage of soul cultivation is too great.

"When you used to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Did you ever think about today?"

The long sword in Ye Feng's hand pointed obliquely at the short and fat butcher in front of him, and asked a faint question, turning a blind eye to the wretched man who was already burned to the side, as if it was just an ordinary fire.

The chubby butcher glanced at the wretched man who was burning, and then at the bamboo man whose head was chopped off by Ye Feng. Finally, he stared at Ye Feng and swallowed: "The Heavenly Sword Palace will not let you go!" ..."

Ye Feng laughed when he heard the words. He even got the treasure of Tai Chi Hall, the number one sect in the martial arts. He would be afraid of a mere Heavenly Sword Hall. In the final analysis, the overall strength of Heavenly Sword Hall is slightly stronger than that of Yinxian School That's all.

Whether it is compared with the Long Family or the Taiji Hall, the Heavenly Sword Hall is nothing.

For this threat, Ye Feng certainly didn't take it seriously. As soon as his footsteps moved, the dark green sword light in his hand flashed past. The short and fat butcher didn't even have time to react, and was pierced by Ye Feng's sword.

Three of the four elite disciples of the Heavenly Knife Hall were eliminated by Ye Feng in an instant.

There is only one Situ Cangdao left. Zhao Yibei has already set his sights on it.

"Death."

Zhao Yibei moved. Situ Zangdao was already mortal anyway. He didn't mind exposing his identity as a soul cultivator.

In an instant, his condensed soul disintegrated like loose sand, and swept towards Situ Zangdao like locusts.

This scene frightened Situ Zangdao, the only one left in the room. Damn it. If you say that Ye Feng is so perverted, it’s fine. He killed three of his senior brothers at once. Such a young man is unprecedented. No one came.

But what is the origin of this boy who appeared first? The body can be decomposed.

Is it a ghost?

Situ Zangdao couldn't help but think so.

He has killed too many people in the past. Of course, he can't remember where he met Zhao Yibei. The relatives of the people he killed are all ordinary people. He can't be found at all. Even if he is found, there is nothing to do with him.

It was the first time he met. People who had killed before came to seek revenge on him.

Without any time to think about what it was in front of him, Situ Zangdao hurriedly backed away, holding the long knife behind his back with one hand, and slashed at the green smoke and scattered sand that Zhao Cupi had disintegrated into.

hum.

There was a soft sound. The green smoke and loose sand where Zhao Yibei was in suddenly split into two piles, surrounded Situ Zangdao at an extremely fast speed, and then condensed into a soul body behind him.

Dirty Bone Spear.

A bone spear condensed from the surrounding filth appeared from the upper left corner instantly and shot down towards Situ Zang Dao.

"Heavenly Knife Whirlwind."

Situ Zangdao's mind was confused. The three moles next to his temples were tightly squeezed together. He could only use this move. In an instant, a violent saber whirlwind burst out. All smashed into pieces.

The filthy earth bone spear released by Zhao Yibei was also swept in by the whirlwind of the heavenly knife. It quickly disappeared. After all, the actual cultivation level of the two sides is much different. It is normal that this does not work.

If it were Zhao Yibei with twenty years of cultivation, this dirt bone spear could seriously injure Situ Zang Dao.

And Zhao Yibei's own soul body didn't have time to dodge. It was swept in by the saber whirlwind. However, his body was condensed by soul power. The next moment, the saber whirlwind burst out like a gust of wind. range. It re-condensed into a soul body not far away.

Ye Feng observed carefully from the side, and found that on this earth, soul cultivators are basically invincible existences, because there are very few people who can cause harm to them.

If Ye Feng doesn't use the means of cultivating the immortal world, there are very few methods that can harm the soul cultivator. Only those who have cultivated to the second level or above of martial arts can cause harm to the soul cultivator. And not all second-level martial arts Can hurt the soul cultivator.

At least. The Taijiquan of Li Xuan, the elder of the Taiji Hall, failed to hurt Ling Chen. Ye Feng felt that there were only moves with attributes such as Xuanyang Swordsmanship and Fenghua Xueyue Swordsmanship. .In order to cause damage to soul repair.

For the current Situ Cangdao and even for all the people in the martial arts world, the two soul cultivators Zhao Yiyi and Ling Chen are completely a nightmare.

After the Tiandao whirlwind dance, Situ Zangdao found that everything in the room was completely destroyed. Even the wall had been pierced with several big holes. A man and a woman who were working in the next room were scared and fled in panic.

But Ye Feng and that weird boy were the only ones who stood quietly by the side, completely unharmed, and looked extremely weird.

"You are a man or a ghost."

Situ Zangdao was so frightened that his legs trembled a little. Looking at Zhao Beibei, he asked tremblingly.

"What do you say?"

Zhao Yibei was neither happy nor sad. When he heard this question, he was inevitably a little sad. After all, he is indeed not a human being, but a soul cultivator. In the world of immortal cultivation, soul cultivators and immortal cultivators have almost the same status Yes, but on earth, soul cultivation means ghosts.

He is not a person. He is a ghost.

It's just that with Ye Feng's help, he became a thinking ghost. That's all.

With just this thought, he was able to kill the enemy ten years ago with his own hands. Just because of this, he was extremely grateful to Ye Feng. beheaded.

"It's time to send you on your way."

Zhao Yibei knew that the battle in this place couldn't be dragged on for too long. Otherwise, it would be difficult to deal with it until it attracted the attention of other martial artists.

He felt ruthless in his heart. His whole body, soul, and body suddenly turned into nothingness, turned into green smoke and scattered, and completely disappeared. Immediately afterwards, one after another, dirt and bone spears shot at Situ Zangdao from all directions, making Situ Zangdao's whole body The cold hairs stood on end.

Just cast the Heavenly Knife Whirlwind. There is not much energy left in his body.

The most important thing is that his heart has collapsed. Facing Zhao Yibei's attack again, he was a little at a loss. He subconsciously swung the long knife in his hand twice, blocking the two deadly bone spears. The filthy bone spear penetrated deeply into the flesh.

As soon as the filthy bone spear hit the target, it immediately turned into a filthy aura, which penetrated into Situ Zangdao's body. A deadly aura quickly spread in his body, and quickly weakened his life aura.

"ah.."

Situ Zangdao screamed, but was instantly burned to ashes by a white fireball that followed.

"Someone is coming. Let's go."

Ye Feng said solemnly at the side, and released several fireballs casually, burning all the corpses in the room to clean, leaving only the mess full of the room.