"If Ye Feng had not been born, the martial arts world would have remained in eternal darkness!"
Hong Qianjiao stared intently at Ye Feng.
Ever since this man appeared, her eyes had never left him, her beautiful eyes gleaming with an unusual light.
This is the ideal man in her heart.
Upright and righteous.
Sweeping across the eight wastelands, sweeping across the galaxy.
Among thousands of people, they are the most dazzling presence.
Ye Feng ignored the members of the law enforcement team.
For him, what had just happened was nothing more than a minor incident.
He came here specifically to kill the high-ranking members of the Seven Kill Hall.
Then, he turned around and walked step by step toward Geng Yankun, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The temperature around us was also dropping rapidly.
None of the guards from the Seven Kill Hall dared to step forward. They cowered fearfully in a corner of the wall, trembling like a flock of terrified quails.
Geng Yankun is a master at the half-step Martial Saint level.
At this level, he's nothing compared to Ye Feng.
Sensing the powerful pressure emanating from Ye Feng, Geng Yankun swallowed hard and subconsciously took a step back.
"Ye Feng, this is, after all, our Seven Kills Hall's branch in Dongsheng Prefecture. I advise you..."
Snap!
Ye Feng slapped Geng Yankun across the face, sending him flying more than ten meters through the air.
Half of his face was bruised and deformed, looking like a squashed persimmon.
"ah……"
Geng Yankun screamed in agony as his jaw was dislocated.
They knocked down an artificial hill behind it.
Ye Feng strode over and casually slapped several Seven Kill Hall guards who were blocking his way to death.
Finally, they pulled Geng Yankun out from the rubble and rubble, pressed a large hand on his head, and were about to perform the Soul Searching Technique.
Unexpectedly, Geng Yankun was prepared. He smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with madness, and gritted his teeth as he self-destructed.
"Ye Feng, you want to search my soul? Die, hahaha..."
Bang!
With a loud bang, Geng Yankun exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
A large crater was blown up on the spot.
Ye Feng was enveloped in a spiritual energy shield.
This self-destruction is nothing to him.
The only regret is that no useful information was gleaned from his mind.
Whoosh whoosh——
at this time.
Dozens more figures shot out from the house behind them.
A murderous aura filled the air, and a strong wind swept across the ground...
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