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The inheritor of Xuanyuan!
Ye Feng's voice was very soft, but it was buzzing in the screenwriter's ears!
The screenwriter's eyes were filled with deep shock, Yinhu, the pinnacle king of the underground world, was actually the heir of Xuanyuan!
Once this news gets out, I'm afraid it will definitely detonate the entire underground world, right?
Each of China's top ten famous swords has an inheritor. These ten people are the patron saints of China, who will kill all invading enemies.

And according to rumors, there are a group of mysterious and powerful forces around every inheritor. They only obey the order of the inheritor, and they belong to the existence of dead soldiers!

Moreover, each inheritor is an absolute master, and his own strength is unfathomable. The old monster is the inheritor of Chi Xiao, and his strength is enough to prove everything.

But these ten inheritors are extremely mysterious, no one knows who they are, maybe an ordinary person beside them inadvertently may be the inheritor.

Ye Feng is actually the inheritor, and he is also the inheritor of Xuanyuan, the head of the top ten famous swords!
The shock in the screenwriter's eyes was not concealed in the slightest, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was not wronged. He died at the hands of Xuanyuan inheritors, and he was not wronged at all.

At this moment, he also finally knew the reason why Ye Feng's strength soared after he showed his weapon, and finally knew why he was able to break through his body protection at the early stage of the heavenly level. It was all because of the weapon in his hand. sword!

Xuanyuan Sword!
"Thank you!"

The screenwriter sincerely said thank you to Ye Feng, and then looked into the distance with some melancholy eyes. The drifting heavy rain slapped on his body, mixed with the blood oozing from his chest, and slowly formed a sea of ​​blood on the ground.

A word of thanks includes respect for Ye Feng, or respect for Xuanyuan inheritors, and because Ye Feng finally solved his doubts for him, made him understand clearly, and died under the Xuanyuan sword.

So the screenwriter said thank you very sincerely and sincerely!
"boom!"

After saying thank you, the screenwriter gently closed his eyes and fell on his back, splashing blood on the ground, with a serene smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He died very clearly and peacefully!

Ye Feng's last sword broke through his protective qi, and the silent sword qi penetrated his body and pierced his heart. It can be said that the screenwriter's vitality was exhausted, and he was able to persist for a few minutes in the end entirely because of his heavenly level. The strong strength of the peak is supporting.

Seeing the screenwriter fell to the ground and died, a smile finally appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.

"Finally dead!"

This thought finally flashed through Ye Feng's mind, and it became the last memory.

"boom!"

Similarly, Ye Feng fell to the ground on his back, his eyes closed tightly, and there was also a satisfied smile on his face.

The last sword completely emptied all the strength of Ye Feng's whole body. It can be said that it exploded with power that could not be exploded in the early days of the heavenly level. It was forced out, so after seeing the screenwriter died, Ye Feng felt relieved. tone.

With this breath of relief, the mental power that supported him just now collapsed instantly. At the same time, as soon as that breath was released, Ye Feng's whole body was eroded by the sequelae just now, which made Ye Feng fall to the ground instantly.

On a quiet night, with heavy rain, this street is quite scary!
The rainwater on the ground of the whole street was completely blood red, and there were two people lying on the ground, which looked extremely frightening.

"It's..."

After an unknown amount of time, a beam of light shone from a distance, and at the same time there was a sound of a car braking suddenly. After the car stopped, the door was quickly opened.

"Snapped!"

A tall and straight figure walked out of the car first, and the leather shoes under his feet stepped on the ground, directly splashing blood on the road.

Then a few more people got out of the car. After seeing the scene in front of them, they were startled at the same time, and then hurried to Ye Feng on the ground.

The people who came were Liu Zhenfei, Xu Lin and others who rushed over. They had just finished the leader there, and rushed to rescue Ye Feng.

After all, what Ye Feng was facing was the screenwriter, a terrifying superpower at the peak of the heavenly level!
Xu Lin and Bai Chun ran to Ye Feng's side and saw Ye Feng lying on the ground with a pale face. A bad premonition appeared on the faces of the two women, as if they were unwilling to face the next thing.

After Liu Zhenfei got out of the car and saw the scene in front of him, his expression was also ugly!
The scene in front of me was a mess. There were scratches on the walls on both sides of the street, which were caused by sword energy, and the ground was full of potholes, and debris placed on both sides were in a mess.

People who didn't know thought it was bombarded by Italy!
This shows how hot the battle scene between the two is!

I'm late!
This was the only thought in Liu Zhenfei's mind, and Duanmu Changtian was still expressionless. All along, Duanmu Changtian cherished words like gold and seldom spoke.

Seeing Xu Lin and Bai Chun guarding Ye Feng, their bodies trembling slightly, their eyes flushed, and the rain mixed with tears falling down, the bad premonition in Liu Zhenfei's heart became more and more intense.

Walking forward quickly, Liu Zhenfei's heart sank after glancing at Ye Feng. He couldn't detect the slightest vitality of Ye Feng, he died...

He glanced at the screenwriter at the side, also, his whole body was cold, without the slightest vitality.

perish together!

Such a thought flashed across Liu Zhenfei's mind instantly.

At this moment, Liu Zhenfei's expression was so ugly that it seemed as if water would drip out. If Ye Feng died, it would be a big deal!

Ye Feng is a silver fox, he knows that once Ye Feng dies, the angels will be in chaos, without Ye Feng's restraint, who can control the eight kings of angels?

The pattern of the underground world will be reshuffled, which is definitely something Liu Zhenfei does not want to see.

The silver fox is dead, what about the angel mercenary group?
When the dragons have no leader, do they still have any scruples?Isn't it going to make the underground world uneasy?

Not to mention anything else, just relying on the Eight Kings of Angels, who can stop it?
The poisoned queen goes out alone, who can resist the poisoned queen's poison?

Not to mention that Ye Feng also has an old monster master who is the inheritor of the Akasaka Sword!
That is a terrifying figure who can single out the three masters, and his strength is not inferior to the leader!
If he knew that Ye Feng was dead, he would go crazy according to the old monster's temper!
It can be said that it can affect the whole body, once Ye Feng died, Liu Zhenfei panicked!
It's a big deal!
Liu Zhenfei's face was uncertain!

Forget it, the bad guys let me do it!

Thinking of this, Liu Zhenfei stepped forward lightly, ready to carry Ye Feng back to the capital, as soon as he returned to the capital, the eight masters would show up, the old monster must be able to explain the past!

"Don't touch him!"

Xu Lin and Bai Chun yelled in unison, and at the same time, they looked at Liu Zhenfei with fierce and fierce eyes, which made Liu Zhenfei feel a little chilled down the back.