Genius Sword Immortal

Ye Feng casts a star for nine days, flying more than several times faster than the second layer of the movie, and can fly over two hundred meters per second, nearly six or seven hundred kilometers per hour. Catch up with the average passenger plane on the planet.

Of course, in this degree, Ye Feng can only last for five minutes. It is impossible to chase the plane...

In less than a minute, Ye Feng and Ai Shiyuan landed outside the Saar tribe. Now even the soul repair led by Yang Shuning can't catch up with Ye Feng. With the current cultivation of the members of the Soul Regiment, the flight is only half of the flight of Ye Feng.

Of course, waiting for them to improve, it is easier to chase the plane than Ye Feng, because they have no form, flying does not require too much soul power.

The two landed at the door of the tribe, and they saw that someone had broken into the tribe.

"Because it is your command, I will send people to deal with the body of the dragon..."

Ai Shiyuan followed Ye Feng and quickly explained.

"Ok."

Ye Feng nodded, knowing that after seeing the golden giant leg, Ai Shiyuan had already placed his request in the first place, and even the tribe had not taken care of it for the time being.

After sweeping the leaves into the tribe, Ye Feng’s people knew that the tribe’s inhabitants had all hid in the wooden house, one by one, and some were hidden in a large basement of the tribe, protected by a number of strong tribal warriors. With.

As for the entry into the Saar tribe, there are actually several practitioners, each of whom has three or fifty years of cultivation, so that Ye Feng’s brows are slightly wrinkled.

The strength of the Gabon tribe is comparable to that of the Saar tribe, and it is certainly impossible to send so many practitioners. Then these practitioners are absolutely arrogant to other tribes.

"The prince, it seems that the golden giant legs that have just appeared have scared them into chills and dare not come out."

Around the practitioners, there was a tribal youth who was only ten years old, and he said something flattering.

This person turned out to be one of the three young disciples of Ai Shiyuan!

And his flattering object is that three practitioners wearing more expensive furs have been repaired for thirty or fifty years, enough to sweep the Saar tribe. Of course, if they only curse, it is completely **** for Ye Feng, and Ye Feng has a sword and easily kills them three.

One person, wearing a thick tiger skin, with a beast and fangs on his hand, is extremely noble and arrogant. It is the youth known as the "prince."

"It doesn't matter, the ancient gods are shocking, but that's not something I can think about."

Known as the prince youth, faintly said: "The more important thing for us is to develop ourselves and strengthen the tribal power. Therefore, the information you provide is very useful. The beauty of the ice is now our Longteng tribe."

"The prince, it's just a pity."

The charming young man looked sorry: "Our tribal sacrifice is actually a big beauty, but few people know that I accidentally listened to her father before he died, when he was drunk..."

"Hugh to mention again."

The prince's proud hand: "You have a great sacrifice, and now it has been killed by the ancient gods. We don't need a dead person, even if she is taller and more beautiful, and it is only a dead person."

These words were conveyed to Ye Feng through the mind of Ai Shiyuan.

Ye Feng listened to feeling funny, these guys seemed to think that just the gold giant legs stepped on, and the Ai Shiyuan also stepped on the death together.

"It's too **** good."

Ai Shiyuan stared at the charming young man on the tribal square. His tone was full of hate: "I don't think Marque betrayed the tribe and colluded with the prince of the Dragon Tribe!"

Then, she introduced the situation of the Longteng tribe. This is a large tribe with more than 1,500 people. Even the 50 years of sacrifices have five or six sacrifices. The strength is far from that of the Saar tribe. compared to.

Ye Feng received the thoughts of Ai Shi Yuan and took the situation to the chest. Although these are the normal conditions and rules of the ancient jungle, but since he stood on the side of the Ai Shiyuan, naturally help her to give each other a lesson.

Even, the other party actually hit the idea of ​​Su Yingying, how could Ye Feng let them go?

"Malck is definitely going out to meet the Dragon Prince, but I don't know if I came back."

Ai Shiyuan gently slammed Ye Feng's arm: "Ye brother, you have to be careful, the strength of the Longteng tribe is very strong..."

"Do not worry."

Ye Feng nodded and walked into the tribe.

The ordinary warriors brought by Longteng Prince are all collected from the Gabon tribe. At this time, they searched for what the Saar tribe searched. The goal is self-evident. It must be Su Yingying's ice star tomb. Unfortunately, it has just returned from Ai Shiyuan. At that time, people were taken to the basement together. For a while, the other party could not find it.

Ye Feng and Ai Shiyuan stepped forward and was discovered by the Gabonese tribes. However, since Ai Shiyuan did not maintain the cursed curse, no one recognized her.

These Gabon tribe warriors used to deal with the tribes of the Ai Shiyuan. They were now killed in the rituals, and all were collected by the Dragon Prince. If they resist, they must have only one dead end, and they have lost the sanctuary of the great sacrifice. A tribe will die.

"who is it!"

A group of people shouted and alerted the dragon prince and the charming young man Mark.

"哟西."

Prince Longteng turned around and revealed the face full of Hu Yan. When he saw the appearance and body of Ai Shiyuan, his eyes immediately lit up, as if he had seen the best prey.

"What are you doing?"

Marke immediately screamed at Hu Wei’s screaming. He didn’t recognize Ai Shiyuan, but he recognized Ye Feng. He didn’t know where Ye Feng came from to bring such a beautiful beauty.

"Dog stuff, I am your master."

Ai Shiyuan replied coldly, and suddenly made Mark's charming face look strange.

His master?

Isn’t his master a great sacrifice, is she...

Mark's face changed, the big sacrifice did not die?

"That's right, haha."

Markk turned to smile: "Prince Longteng is here, Master, don't hurry to meet? Fortunately, the prince is watching you, and you can become a woman of the prince and enjoy it!"

After that, he turned his head and said to the dragon-faced Prince of the Dragon: "The prince, I didn't expect the big sacrifice to die yet. It's great."

"Well, um."

Longteng Prince looked at Ai Shiyuan far away, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he was. He also sent out a "squeaky" slobber, looking at the face, the chest, the ass, the waist, oh...

"And the little boy next to her is to let our Saar tribes have more than ten men who sacrificed their physique!"

Mark's look became solemn and pointed to a finger.

Dragon Teng's face is also dignified. Compared with two beautiful women, Ye Feng obviously makes him pay more attention to it. It can make ordinary warriors become sacrifices. How powerful is this ability?

"Very good, you have made great achievements. In the future, the Longteng tribe will definitely have your place!"

Longteng Prince greatly appreciated.

However, their laughter and laughter will stop here.

Because, Ye Feng shot!