Fantasy: Divine Level Luck

Chapter 51: Kill The Emperor's Son, Pay For The Blood Debt With Blood

"How dare you!" Ye Yang roared angrily, his eyes scarlet red. Among his sons, Ye Qingtian was the most outstanding.

He was determined by his ancestors to have the qualifications to become an emperor in the future.

Although there is only a trace of it, there is no doubt about this talent...

He moved and came three meters in front of Ye Feng in an instant.

The other two Saints just watched this scene quietly, and there was no need for them to take action to kill Ye Feng.

However, he is just an ant in the Soul Formation Realm.

In my heart, I felt bored and just hoped that this farce would end soon.

In this way, what happened back then can come to an end.

Ye Feng's gaze was directed: "Did I ask you to move!"

With an angry shout, the pressure in the entire Secret Realm instantly increased hundreds of times!

The head of the Ye family suddenly found...that his body couldn't move? It's completely out of your control.

Not just him, except Tang Ying and the three inner disciples.

As long as they are monks under Saint, they are all imprisoned in the void!

In the Spirit Communication Secret Realm, Ye Feng is God!

"What's going on? My body...can't actually move?"

"Someone has imprisoned the void!"

Jin Yuan's fat face was covered with sweat. This time... he didn't want to get into serious trouble.

Looking at Ye Feng, a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

He can actually control the void?

The elder of the Shadow Palace frowned slightly, even though he was a Saint, he could still move.

However, his strength will be reduced by at least half.

Ye Qingtian woke up, with a ferocious expression on his face. He... lost to a person whose cultivation was several times weaker than his own.

"I am known as the Heavenly Emperor!"

"You must, must have cheated, right?"

"Otherwise, you are no match for me."

He couldn't figure it out. Ye Feng's speed and strength were simply not something he could possess at this level.

Ye Feng just looked at him calmly: "Your state of mind has dropped to the lowest level."

"Forget it, since you have become the young head of the Ye family in the Eastern Continent, you should bear this responsibility."

"The main lineage of the Ye family must die!"

Ye Qingtian seemed to be unable to hold it in any longer and suddenly laughed: "Ye Feng, are you kidding me?"

"Kill me? Why do you kill me?"

"My two great elders of the Ye family are standing by. Your master has been captured long ago. Why are you trying to kill me?"

"Trash, get out of here!"

He had already seen the situation around him clearly and looked at Ye Feng mockingly.

He wanted to get up, but found that... he was like before again, with that terrifying coercion falling on him.

Ye Feng shook his head slightly and called himself the emperor? Not worthy.

It's just a person with some talent.

The raised right hand fell down.

The wind in the palm is like a knife and as fast as thunder.

"Ye Feng, stop! You can't kill me..." Ye Qingtian's pupils tightened and he roared angrily.

But before he finished speaking, the right hand directly crossed his neck.

"Pfft!"

Scarlet blood sprayed in the air.

Ye Feng's right hand was wrapped in golden light, and the dirty blood from the main vein of the Ye family did not fall on him.

His eyes were very calm, as if he had done a very ordinary thing without any ripples.

"Cangtian...the emperor is dead?"

"The most terrifying genius in the past thousand years, in the hands of Ye Feng, was like chopping melons and vegetables... without the slightest resistance."

"He, the devil came out of nowhere. It's too scary, too scary."

Countless geniuses, with dull faces, overwhelmed Ye Qingtian, who was breathless.

He died like this... without any struggle, or it could be said that he had no strength to struggle at all.

In my heart, there was only disbelief.

The two Saints of the Ye family were furious, with ferocious expressions on their faces. They originally thought that Ye Yang could solve it, but...Ye Qingtian actually died?

"If you don't know the crime, you should be punished!"

"He looks exactly like that old guy Ye Tianyang, so he deserves to be killed!"

The two of them looked extremely embarrassed. Ye Qingtian's death would even cause them to be punished by their ancestors.

The death of a talented person with Great Emperor qualifications will trigger the Ye family's anger.

They moved.

"Why...my speed is actually much slower?"

"Not only that, but also spiritual energy. What's going on with this pressure?"

The moment the two of them moved, Ye Feng exerted a thousandfold pressure on the two of them.

His face changed suddenly.

"You little bastard, our Ye family will crush you to ashes!"

"Kill me, the emperor of the Ye family, and there will be no hiding place for you in the nine heavens and ten earths!"

Ye Yang's face was completely distorted. This was his son, the son who carried his countless hopes...

Ye Feng took a few steps forward, very calmly, and smiled: "How is it? How about the pain of losing your son?"

"If it weren't for your son, the original Supreme, I really want you to see with your own eyes how painful it would be for me to drain his blood and remove his bone marrow."

"Your ancestors killed my whole family."

"There are tens of thousands of people in my lineage, up and down, not a single one is left behind..."

Ye Feng's eyes showed a murderous look, and the smell of blood gradually filled the air.

"boom!"

At this moment, two sounds broke through the air.

The two supreme elders of the Ye family have arrived...

"Old slave, suppress those two old guys!"

"In the way."

"As you command, Master."

A phantom old man appeared in mid-air and bowed slightly.

"Boom!"

The terrifying loud noise and the mighty holy power swept through the entire Secret Realm.

The various forces who came in to watch the excitement were stunned, trembling in their hearts, and filled with regret.

Why...why did Mao want to come in and watch this fun?

Now it's okay, I've put myself in it.

Ye Feng... has obviously taken control of the Spirit Communication Secret Realm, and is still in a state of rage. If he really kills, no one here will be able to escape, and everyone will be angered.

In my heart, I want to cry but have no tears.

Do you really want to give yourself two big mouths and watch the fun?

Are you going to die for yourself now?

"Boom!"

There was a loud thunder, and a giant phantom hand descended from the sky, swept by endless violent winds.

The terrifying thunder was deafening.

The void collapsed directly.

"Peng!"

With two muffled sounds, the two supreme elders of the Ye family were directly blasted into the ground.

"Crack...click!"

The earth was cracked and shattered, layer after layer, but the big hand still didn't stop.

It was enough to blast down hundreds of meters!

The Supreme Elder is still dying, and it seems that his soul may be scattered at any time.

Life is gradually passing away.

There was no resistance at all, or in other words... no strength to resist.

"Why... even if my strength drops by 70%, within the same level, I can't be killed instantly..."

One of the Supreme Elders managed to get up and made a sound of fear.

Countless beads of sweat dripped down Jin Yuan's fat face, and he trembled.

"Saint...Saint King! Could it be that this phantom has surpassed the peak Saint?"

“Without a physical body, it is impossible to become holy!”

The face of the Great Elder of the Shadow Palace was solemn, and he sighed: "The most terrifying thing is that this senior actually calls Ye Feng master..."

Countless people were silent.

This thing is too scary.

Saint King a slave?

Even the Great Emperor couldn't do it.

Those who can become a Saint must have a strong mind, a solid Taoist mind, and have invincible faith.

Absolutely, it is impossible to become someone else's slave.

Ye Feng was too lazy to care about other people, and turned his eyes to Ye Yang again.

"Your father, Ye Tianfeng, will go down to accompany you."

"I will go to Ye's house in person."

"It's up to you to operate on your lineage first. They will follow your footsteps and go to hell."

"Peng!"

Right fist blast!