Chapter 1758: Kill
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Hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, his beard thought that Zhang Yifeng's clothes were weak, so he squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Boy, if you are acquainted, don't offer your sword!"
After speaking, the beard stretched out his left hand, making a look like he wanted to take it.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled even more: "If this is the case, then I will give it to you."
When the voice fell, Zhang Yi's right hand holding the giant sword loosened, and the giant sword flew out with a "shoo" like an arrow from the string, and the target pointed directly at the beard.
Seeing the giant sword flying towards him, a look of greed appeared in the eyes of his beard, no doubt about him, he was about to reach for the giant sword.
But at this moment, a bright sword light suddenly bloomed from the giant sword, and Beard closed his eyes subconsciously.
Puff!
There was a sound as if something was cut by a sharp weapon, and his beard opened his eyes and looked down instinctively. When he saw a hand on the ground, his face suddenly changed.
How can this hand look so familiar?
"Boss, your hand!"
Just when his beard was very puzzled, beside him, a big man looked at him with a pale face, his eyes full of horror.
Hearing the words, his beard couldn't help looking at his hands. When he saw his left hand, his face suddenly became pale.
I saw that the position of his original left hand was empty. There was a very smooth wound on his left wrist at this time, and blood was gurgling out.
Finally, a severe pain hit the beard's mind, countless fine cold sweat continued to flow down his cheeks, and his mouth uttered a scream.
"Ah, my hand!"
He yelled, his beard resisted the pain from his wrist, looked at Zhang Yifeng with cold eyes, and said angrily: "Boy, do you dare to play Laozi?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hands, with an innocent look in his eyes, and said with an innocent look: "You want my sword. I gave it to you, but you didn't catch it. Can't you blame me?"
"you!"
Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, his beard roared, and he was about to speak, but because of the wound involved, he abruptly held back what he was about to say.
Because of the severe pain, the bruises on his beard and face were exposed. He endured the pain from his wrist and said to his surrounding companions: "Go, kill him!"
"Yes, boss!"
The other six great men responded in unison, and then displayed their strongest martial arts and attacked Zhang Yifeng.
"My lord, be careful!"
Seeing that several big men launched a violent attack on Zhang Yifeng, the young monk's expression changed drastically, and he quickly reminded Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng cast a relieved look at the young monk, then turned around, his eyes instantly turning cold.
"Indestructible Golden Cave, open!"
Zhang Yifeng snorted softly, and actually took the initiative to greet several people who had attacked him.
Boom boom boom!
As a burst of fists to the flesh sounded, Zhang Yifeng's body turned into phantoms, followed by a scream.
The few big men who had attacked Zhang Yifeng flew out like kites with a broken line, fell to the ground, and uttered a more miserable cry.
hiss!
All this only happened when I saw the electric light flint. When the young monk and the beard reacted, everyone was already lying on the ground.
too strong!
This was the only thought in the mind of the young monk at the moment. His eyes were full of worship when he looked at Zhang Yifeng.
"solved."
Zhang Yifeng clapped his hands and looked at the people who fell to the ground and lost their combat effectiveness, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.
As his spiritual power cultivation reached the third level of the out-of-aperture stage, the indestructible golden acupuncture points in his body also broke through seven. These people, the highest cultivation level is only the ninth level of the Yuan Ying stage, and he naturally handles it extremely easily.
"You, who are you?"
At this moment, the painful and frightened voice of his beard came into Zhang Yifeng's ears.
Zhang Yifeng glanced at his beard coldly, and said indifferently: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know, you are about to die."
Hearing the word "death", a look of extreme fear flashed in the bearded eyes inexplicably.
However, his beard quickly calmed down, and saw him sternly and said: "You can't kill us, nor dare to kill us!"
"Oh?" Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a look of interest, and said: "Let's listen, why don't I dare to kill you?"
Beard took a deep breath, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and said: "We are from Lord Wanyan Wolf. Lord Wanyan Wolf is the nephew of Lord Pingranhou. Do you dare to kill us?"
call out!
At this time, a sword rang, followed by a bright sword light flashing, and when everyone reacted, the bearded head had fallen to the ground like a frustrated ball.
boom!
The bearded corpse fell to the ground, and a group of Yuan Ying escaped from his corpse hurriedly, about to flee, but Zhang Yifeng easily grabbed it in his hands.
"I'm from Lord Wanyan Wolf, how dare you kill me?"
Yuan Ying was grasped by Zhang Yifeng, her beard and eyes were frightened and at the same time more puzzled.
In the minds of the monks in the Dali Kingdom, the eight princes are the supreme existence second only to the royal family. No matter how powerful monks, no one dares to provoke the majesty of the princes.
The beard really couldn't figure out why Zhang Yifeng would still kill him unscrupulously after he revealed his identity?
Could it be that the strength of this kid has reached the level of ignoring the prince of Dali?
A pitying look at his beard, Zhang Yifeng shook his head, a sneer appeared in his forehead, and his voice calmly said, "Is it a dumb look? I can tell you responsibly, just because you are finished. Yan Lang's people, that's why I want to kill you."
"what!"
The beard opened his mouth, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
Feeling the growing killing intent in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, a remorse appeared in his heart.
He was about to beg Zhang Yifeng for mercy, but at this moment, before he could rely on him, Zhang Yifeng directly smashed his Yuan Ying with a punch.
"I will not only kill you, but Wanyan Wolf will also come to accompany you soon."
After killing his beard, Zhang Yifeng looked at the young monk Ling Feng with plain eyes.
"Those people are no longer capable of fighting, so I will leave it to you."
Ling Feng didn't expect Zhang Yifeng to say this suddenly, and he reacted after a long time in a daze.
He was still a little scared to kill so many people. But thinking of so many relatives who died in Ling Jiapu, the fear in his eyes was quickly replaced by hatred.
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Hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, his beard thought that Zhang Yifeng's clothes were weak, so he squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Boy, if you are acquainted, don't offer your sword!"
After speaking, the beard stretched out his left hand, making a look like he wanted to take it.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled even more: "If this is the case, then I will give it to you."
When the voice fell, Zhang Yi's right hand holding the giant sword loosened, and the giant sword flew out with a "shoo" like an arrow from the string, and the target pointed directly at the beard.
Seeing the giant sword flying towards him, a look of greed appeared in the eyes of his beard, no doubt about him, he was about to reach for the giant sword.
But at this moment, a bright sword light suddenly bloomed from the giant sword, and Beard closed his eyes subconsciously.
Puff!
There was a sound as if something was cut by a sharp weapon, and his beard opened his eyes and looked down instinctively. When he saw a hand on the ground, his face suddenly changed.
How can this hand look so familiar?
"Boss, your hand!"
Just when his beard was very puzzled, beside him, a big man looked at him with a pale face, his eyes full of horror.
Hearing the words, his beard couldn't help looking at his hands. When he saw his left hand, his face suddenly became pale.
I saw that the position of his original left hand was empty. There was a very smooth wound on his left wrist at this time, and blood was gurgling out.
Finally, a severe pain hit the beard's mind, countless fine cold sweat continued to flow down his cheeks, and his mouth uttered a scream.
"Ah, my hand!"
He yelled, his beard resisted the pain from his wrist, looked at Zhang Yifeng with cold eyes, and said angrily: "Boy, do you dare to play Laozi?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hands, with an innocent look in his eyes, and said with an innocent look: "You want my sword. I gave it to you, but you didn't catch it. Can't you blame me?"
"you!"
Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, his beard roared, and he was about to speak, but because of the wound involved, he abruptly held back what he was about to say.
Because of the severe pain, the bruises on his beard and face were exposed. He endured the pain from his wrist and said to his surrounding companions: "Go, kill him!"
"Yes, boss!"
The other six great men responded in unison, and then displayed their strongest martial arts and attacked Zhang Yifeng.
"My lord, be careful!"
Seeing that several big men launched a violent attack on Zhang Yifeng, the young monk's expression changed drastically, and he quickly reminded Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng cast a relieved look at the young monk, then turned around, his eyes instantly turning cold.
"Indestructible Golden Cave, open!"
Zhang Yifeng snorted softly, and actually took the initiative to greet several people who had attacked him.
Boom boom boom!
As a burst of fists to the flesh sounded, Zhang Yifeng's body turned into phantoms, followed by a scream.
The few big men who had attacked Zhang Yifeng flew out like kites with a broken line, fell to the ground, and uttered a more miserable cry.
hiss!
All this only happened when I saw the electric light flint. When the young monk and the beard reacted, everyone was already lying on the ground.
too strong!
This was the only thought in the mind of the young monk at the moment. His eyes were full of worship when he looked at Zhang Yifeng.
"solved."
Zhang Yifeng clapped his hands and looked at the people who fell to the ground and lost their combat effectiveness, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.
As his spiritual power cultivation reached the third level of the out-of-aperture stage, the indestructible golden acupuncture points in his body also broke through seven. These people, the highest cultivation level is only the ninth level of the Yuan Ying stage, and he naturally handles it extremely easily.
"You, who are you?"
At this moment, the painful and frightened voice of his beard came into Zhang Yifeng's ears.
Zhang Yifeng glanced at his beard coldly, and said indifferently: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know, you are about to die."
Hearing the word "death", a look of extreme fear flashed in the bearded eyes inexplicably.
However, his beard quickly calmed down, and saw him sternly and said: "You can't kill us, nor dare to kill us!"
"Oh?" Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a look of interest, and said: "Let's listen, why don't I dare to kill you?"
Beard took a deep breath, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and said: "We are from Lord Wanyan Wolf. Lord Wanyan Wolf is the nephew of Lord Pingranhou. Do you dare to kill us?"
call out!
At this time, a sword rang, followed by a bright sword light flashing, and when everyone reacted, the bearded head had fallen to the ground like a frustrated ball.
boom!
The bearded corpse fell to the ground, and a group of Yuan Ying escaped from his corpse hurriedly, about to flee, but Zhang Yifeng easily grabbed it in his hands.
"I'm from Lord Wanyan Wolf, how dare you kill me?"
Yuan Ying was grasped by Zhang Yifeng, her beard and eyes were frightened and at the same time more puzzled.
In the minds of the monks in the Dali Kingdom, the eight princes are the supreme existence second only to the royal family. No matter how powerful monks, no one dares to provoke the majesty of the princes.
The beard really couldn't figure out why Zhang Yifeng would still kill him unscrupulously after he revealed his identity?
Could it be that the strength of this kid has reached the level of ignoring the prince of Dali?
A pitying look at his beard, Zhang Yifeng shook his head, a sneer appeared in his forehead, and his voice calmly said, "Is it a dumb look? I can tell you responsibly, just because you are finished. Yan Lang's people, that's why I want to kill you."
"what!"
The beard opened his mouth, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
Feeling the growing killing intent in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, a remorse appeared in his heart.
He was about to beg Zhang Yifeng for mercy, but at this moment, before he could rely on him, Zhang Yifeng directly smashed his Yuan Ying with a punch.
"I will not only kill you, but Wanyan Wolf will also come to accompany you soon."
After killing his beard, Zhang Yifeng looked at the young monk Ling Feng with plain eyes.
"Those people are no longer capable of fighting, so I will leave it to you."
Ling Feng didn't expect Zhang Yifeng to say this suddenly, and he reacted after a long time in a daze.
He was still a little scared to kill so many people. But thinking of so many relatives who died in Ling Jiapu, the fear in his eyes was quickly replaced by hatred.
Hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, his beard thought that Zhang Yifeng's clothes were weak, so he squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Boy, if you are acquainted, don't offer your sword!"After speaking, the beard stretched out his left hand, making a look like he wanted to take it.Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled even more: "If this is the case, then I will give it to you."When the voice fell, Zhang Yi's right hand holding the giant sword loosened, and the giant sword flew out with a "shoo" like an arrow from the string, and the target pointed directly at the beard.Seeing the giant sword flying towards him, a look of greed appeared in the eyes of his beard, no doubt about him, he was about to reach for the giant sword.But at this moment, a bright sword light suddenly bloomed from the giant sword, and Beard closed his eyes subconsciously.Puff!There was a sound as if something was cut by a sharp weapon, and his beard opened his eyes and looked down instinctively. When he saw a hand on the ground, his face suddenly changed.How can this hand look so familiar?"Boss, your hand!"Just when his beard was very puzzled, beside him, a big man looked at him with a pale face, his eyes full of horror.Hearing the words, his beard couldn't help looking at his hands. When he saw his left hand, his face suddenly became pale.I saw that the position of his original left hand was empty. There was a very smooth wound on his left wrist at this time, and blood was gurgling out.Finally, a severe pain hit the beard's mind, countless fine cold sweat continued to flow down his cheeks, and his mouth uttered a scream."Ah, my hand!"He yelled, his beard resisted the pain from his wrist, looked at Zhang Yifeng with cold eyes, and said angrily: "Boy, do you dare to play Laozi?"Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hands, with an innocent look in his eyes, and said with an innocent look: "You want my sword. I gave it to you, but you didn't catch it. Can't you blame me?""you!"Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, his beard roared, and he was about to speak, but because of the wound involved, he abruptly held back what he was about to say.Because of the severe pain, the bruises on his beard and face were exposed. He endured the pain from his wrist and said to his surrounding companions: "Go, kill him!""Yes, boss!"The other six great men responded in unison, and then displayed their strongest martial arts and attacked Zhang Yifeng."My lord, be careful!"Seeing that several big men launched a violent attack on Zhang Yifeng, the young monk's expression changed drastically, and he quickly reminded Zhang Yifeng.Zhang Yifeng cast a relieved look at the young monk, then turned around, his eyes instantly turning cold."Indestructible Golden Cave, open!"Zhang Yifeng snorted softly, and actually took the initiative to greet several people who had attacked him.Boom boom boom!As a burst of fists to the flesh sounded, Zhang Yifeng's body turned into phantoms, followed by a scream.The few big men who had attacked Zhang Yifeng flew out like kites with a broken line, fell to the ground, and uttered a more miserable cry.hiss!All this only happened when I saw the electric light flint. When the young monk and the beard reacted, everyone was already lying on the ground.too strong!This was the only thought in the mind of the young monk at the moment. His eyes were full of worship when he looked at Zhang Yifeng."solved."Zhang Yifeng clapped his hands and looked at the people who fell to the ground and lost their combat effectiveness, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.As his spiritual power cultivation reached the third level of the out-of-aperture stage, the indestructible golden acupuncture points in his body also broke through seven. These people, the highest cultivation level is only the ninth level of the Yuan Ying stage, and he naturally handles it extremely easily."You, who are you?"At this moment, the painful and frightened voice of his beard came into Zhang Yifeng's ears.Zhang Yifeng glanced at his beard coldly, and said indifferently: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know, you are about to die."Hearing the word "death", a look of extreme fear flashed in the bearded eyes inexplicably.However, his beard quickly calmed down, and saw him sternly and said: "You can't kill us, nor dare to kill us!""Oh?" Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a look of interest, and said: "Let's listen, why don't I dare to kill you?"Beard took a deep breath, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and said: "We are from Lord Wanyan Wolf. Lord Wanyan Wolf is the nephew of Lord Pingranhou. Do you dare to kill us?"call out!At this time, a sword rang, followed by a bright sword light flashing, and when everyone reacted, the bearded head had fallen to the ground like a frustrated ball.boom!The bearded corpse fell to the ground, and a group of Yuan Ying escaped from his corpse hurriedly, about to flee, but Zhang Yifeng easily grabbed it in his hands."I'm from Lord Wanyan Wolf, how dare you kill me?"Yuan Ying was grasped by Zhang Yifeng, her beard and eyes were frightened and at the same time more puzzled.In the minds of the monks in the Dali Kingdom, the eight princes are the supreme existence second only to the royal family. No matter how powerful monks, no one dares to provoke the majesty of the princes.The beard really couldn't figure out why Zhang Yifeng would still kill him unscrupulously after he revealed his identity?Could it be that the strength of this kid has reached the level of ignoring the prince of Dali?A pitying look at his beard, Zhang Yifeng shook his head, a sneer appeared in his forehead, and his voice calmly said, "Is it a dumb look? I can tell you responsibly, just because you are finished. Yan Lang's people, that's why I want to kill you.""what!"The beard opened his mouth, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.Feeling the growing killing intent in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, a remorse appeared in his heart.He was about to beg Zhang Yifeng for mercy, but at this moment, before he could rely on him, Zhang Yifeng directly smashed his Yuan Ying with a punch."I will not only kill you, but Wanyan Wolf will also come to accompany you soon."After killing his beard, Zhang Yifeng looked at the young monk Ling Feng with plain eyes."Those people are no longer capable of fighting, so I will leave it to you."Ling Feng didn't expect Zhang Yifeng to say this suddenly, and he reacted after a long time in a daze.He was still a little scared to kill so many people. But thinking of so many relatives who died in Ling Jiapu, the fear in his eyes was quickly replaced by hatred.
