God Level Villain

Thousands of years, a realm that hasn't been entered for a thousand years, so a teenager has realized it? What a blow?

"No! How could this be?!" Ancestor Wang Fang couldn't accept it anymore, "God! How unfair you are! If I have practiced for a thousand years, wouldn't my mood be as good as this little kid."

Di Shitian also wanted to roar, but he had another idea anyway, yes, his idea was to use Long Yuan to forcibly reach the stage of crossing the catastrophe, surmount the improvement of the mood, and become immortal through the catastrophe. .

But the people below didn't understand anything, watching the night wind disappear, thinking they were killed by Xuanyuanjian.

Killed by their own sword, their current thoughts of revenge are gone.

As everyone watched, Xuanyuan Sword moved, and the tip of the sword pointed at Old Ancestor Wang Ao.

The old ancestor Wang Ao, who was still roaring before, immediately had a meal, only to feel a suffocating stab at him.

Although she and Di Shitian both released the strongest attack and were fighting towards Ye Feng, however, this attack failed to give him the slightest sense of security.

He wanted to dodge, even more impossible.

Old ancestor Wang Ao felt like a mouse, and Xuanyuanjian in front of him was a cat. He was slowly approaching the cat ready to go. He didn't move, he would welcome a flutter, and would be pounced if he moved.

This feeling made Old Ancestor Wang Ao collapse. He even thought of kneeling down and begging for mercy. Anyway, he has already lost his face today. It doesn't matter, but he discovered that he could not do it because he was afraid of kneeling and begging for mercy. Xuanyuanjian would pass through without time to move.

In this weird atmosphere, two attacks fell on Xuanyuan Sword.

There is no doubt that this method hurts the night breeze more than that, but it hurts Xuanyuan sword a bit of a fantasy, even if it is a fairy method, it can't be done.

The Xuanyuan Sword that was attacked was like a sponge. The water didn't cause any harm at all before it fell, and it was absorbed.

The two people stared at the boss, Di Shitian was shocked, and Wang Ao's ancestor was pure shock.

How much he hopes there will be a little accident, even if Xuanyuanjian deviates a little, so that he at least has time to kneel down.

However, no!

Xuanyuanjian didn't stop at all, so slowly flew towards her. This process was longer than ten thousand years in front of Old Ancestor Wang Ao, but he really couldn't do anything in these ten thousand years.

In the eyes of others, the speed of Xuanyuan Sword is actually extremely fast, from the night wind throwing the sword, the human sword into one, to withstand the attack, to Wang Ao's body, it is only a 30 millionth of an instant.

Flop!

The sword flew back to its original position, but the sound came out.

Old Ancestor Wang Ao stared at his heart in a daze, but the expression on his face was the same as when he wanted to kill the night wind when he released the big mudra of Fumo.

His head can move quickly, but the expression on his face can't keep up with the speed of thinking. Only at this time has he started to change.

The ancestor Wang Ao, who was passing through his heart, cracked in his body, and his body was radiant!

Bang!

A violent explosion sounded, and the ancestor Wang Ao's body exploded and turned into pieces of meat.

Pieces of magic secrets and magic weapons fell to the ground, and a blue smoke rose!

"Yefeng Xiaoer! The old man has practiced for thousands of years to lose your hands! Eternal life will never let you go!"

Ye Feng, who fits with Xuanyuan Sword, can’t help laughing while listening to the roar of the ancestor Wang Ao’s soul. Maybe this guy thinks he’s easy to talk and be kind?

"Naive! There won't be any in the next life, how can eternal life come?!"

A voice came from Xuanyuan Sword, and the terrifying blood quickly engulfed the green smoke, and continuously swallowed the soul power in it.

"Ah!" In an instant, a stern cry came out from the blue smoke, "Ah...Yefeng kid, you don't even let my soul go, you won't die!"

"Whether I die well, at least you can't see it, let me kill it!"

Inside Xuanyuanjian, there was a scream, and the blood energy swallowed the soul faster and faster, and the blue smoke became thinner and thinner. There was nothing to say except the screams, and later, even the screams were no good.

In a few blinks, the blue smoke was completely absorbed, and the energy in it, and the comprehension of the previous practice, was also fully integrated with the soul of Yefeng.

Up to now, the night wind of more than one hundred and seventy levels in itself does not have a good state of mind practice. It has strength in empty space, but it does not have a realm that matches the strength. So even if there is a gossip record, it is more powerful Other strong at the same level, but not all.

Now that I have the experience of the ancestor Wang Ao, the later use of strength will be another breakthrough.

He slapped his lips with satisfaction, and then Ye Feng steered Xuanyuan Sword to Di Shitian.

As Ye Feng predicted from the beginning, if Wang Ao dies, Di Shitian will not have the courage to fight alone.

Almost the moment Wang Ao was pierced through, he immediately ran away.

If it had been before, Ye Feng could only stare at him when he ran, because Qilin was slower than Di Shitian, and he himself could not fly with sword or Qi.

Now it was different. In the state where the human and the sword were unified, the speed was far faster than that of Di Shitian.

brush!

Di Shitian had already ran a long way, but Ye Feng just flew out of the penetrating Di Shitian's body when Ye Feng just moved his mind.

The flying Di Shitian looked at his heart, a little unbelievable, but did not dare to stop.

In his body, there are cracks emerging, but there is wind and blood in his body, and it can regenerate while it is split, but it also shed blood.

Phoenix blood is a precious thing. Under this sword, adding God Shi Tian fights fate to escape, and directly loses most of it.

But Di Shitian couldn't control so much anymore. If he didn't run, he would be the result of his deity with a few more swords, and there would be a glimmer of life in running.

However, Di Shitian, who was eager to escape, did not notice that Ye Feng did not chase him at all.

In other words, it can't be chased.

After all, the cultivation base of forced promotion is better than the one that cannot be cultivated slowly. This thing is not only harmful, but also does not last long.

Seeing Di Shitian running without turning his head, Ye Feng, who had been extremely tired, was finally relieved, and this battle was considered a fruitful battle.

The good things that ancestor Wang Ao has accumulated for thousands of years are all his own, and he did not intend to let go of the blood that fell on the ground.

Although there is some soil on the ground, but a good thing like Fengxue is dirty if it touches the soil, which is a bit hypocritical.

Yeah!

Xuanyuanjian fell to the ground, Ye Feng's figure appeared again, lying beside the sword, insisting on waiting until the arrival of his subordinates and his wives, and the things to be explained, then he fell asleep deeply.

When Ye Feng woke up again, it was already the next night!

During these hours, his body has undergone very good conditioning, and he has almost recovered, but his soul still has some sequelae, I am afraid it will take a lot of time to slowly recover.

In Yefeng, the one who took care of him these days should be the wives, but when he woke up, it was Ding Yan who appeared in front of him.

"Why are you?" Ye Feng said bewildered.

"Sister Xiaolongnv just left, it's me." Ding Yan said with a blush.

She is not Ye Feng's concubine, and Ye Feng does not need someone to take care of her. Naturally, she wants to show something.

"Let's go out with me." Ye Feng said that he was about to get up, but he still felt a little dizzy, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to let Ding Yan help him.

"Ah! The emperor!"

Ding Yan was startled when he reacted, and he immediately came back and leaned over to help the night wind, and the night wind that opened his eyes again just met his eyes.

This posture seemed a bit strange to Ding Yan.

Ye Feng slowly put his hands on his arms, and smiled: "Become my concubine, right?"

"Huh?" Ye Feng's words pulled Ding Yan back from his messy thoughts, but he entered another somewhat messy thought.

Looking at her like this, Ye Feng didn't want to, but he was definitely not ready, so let it go.

His own state is not very good. Secondly, when facing an unprepared woman, he can't be fully involved when doing that. He will only be a little physically happy, but this is the first time for the other party. Not beautiful enough.

To do this kind of thing, after all, you need to refresh your mind and body together.

Looking at the appearance of this girl, Ye Feng said amusedly: "Let's help me get up."

"Oh." Ding Yan slightly blamed his previous performance. He liked the night breeze, but he felt that something was missing if he wanted to develop to that point.