Martial arts supreme

Chapter 600 The Unforgiving Ding Lan'er
The purple sword is the weapon given to Ye Feng by the immortal.

From the day Ye Feng became a hero, Zijian accompanied him through the days and nights, helping him to overcome life and death crises time after time.

It can be said that without Xianweng's purple sword, Ye Feng would never have come to where he is today.

And Ye Fengneng has a powerful cultivation base today, and Zijian is naturally indispensable.

However, this sword protected Ye Feng through knights, knights and knights, but he failed to reach the end after all.

Swords have spirits, and people have feelings.When the soul is destroyed and the sword is broken, people are sad and hurt.

After absorbing the Golden Emperor's vitality, Ye Feng was like a runaway prehistoric ferocious beast, his whole body exuded the most cold air. Ye Feng, who was in the extremely cold air, roared angrily, and rushed towards the evil devil while quickly raising his hand. Raising his right hand, the index finger went straight to Xie Mozi's eyebrows and nodded.

This is the first time Ye Feng has launched a counterattack against Xie Mozi since Ye Feng returned to Ancient Yezong.

And this finger also contains too many emotions, including the sorrow of Zijian's broken spirit, the pain of [-] disciples' tragic death in a pool of blood, and the hatred for Sima Yanru. Sadness, pain and hatred are fused into one finger, which is bound to kill the evil spirit. The son was killed here.

Xie Mozi's complexion changed again and again. He frowned and looked at the fog five meters away in an instant. Xie Mozi kicked the ground suddenly, and his body quickly retreated more than 30 meters away.

The retreat of the evil devil scared more than ten thousand people in the square.

In the eyes of more than ten thousand people, Xie Mozi is powerful and invincible.Only he is qualified to kill others, but others have no capital to make him retreat.The top ten ghost kings couldn't do it, and the five ghost kings who cultivated both body and soul couldn't do it. Even Shangguan Die, who was a third-rate hero above, had already been defeated by Xie Mozi.

But at this moment, Xie Mozi took a step back, and he retreated more than thirty meters.This had to shock everyone.

"Sect Master! Kill him. If it wasn't for the threat of the evil devil, how could the ancient Yezong have killed [-] disciples?"

"Sect Master! This person's crimes are heinous and his intentions are not righteous. If it weren't for him, Vice Sect Master Li would not have left a scar on his face."

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A roar circling in the sky above Gu Ye Zong, Xie Mozi frowned again and again, and the speed of the fog rushing towards him became faster and faster, forming a fog line.

Li Muwan didn't open her mouth to growl, but she had already clenched her fists, obviously also trying to work harder for Ye Feng.

Sima Yanru, who was leaning on the platform, panicked. The situation developed to this point, which she never expected in her dreams.

"Third-rate... Hero, Ye...Ye Feng has become a hero."

Sima Yanru's eyes followed the fog, and the horror in his eyes became more and more intense.When Xie Mozi retreated three times in a row, Sima Yanru moved close to the general platform.

"Xie Mozi said that if Ye Feng can stop Bajibeng, his chance of killing Ye Feng is only [-]%. This means that Ye Feng also has a [-]% chance of killing Xie Mozi. Damn it! You can't stay in the ancient world. Ye Zong is gone."

escape!This was the only thought in Sima Yanru's mind at the moment.She didn't care about Xie Mozi's life or death at all, and she no longer expected to see if Xie Mozi could kill Ye Feng.

Surviving is Sima Yanru's only thought now.Only by being alive can he have the opportunity to plot revenge in the future.

However, no matter how good Sima Yanru's wishful thinking was, she still thought of this matter too simply.

Just as Sima Yanru moved one meter away, an angry groan came into her ears.

"Sima Yanru, you have caused such misfortune to Gu Yezong, do you still want to leave alive?"

At some point, Li Muwan had turned her attention to Sima Yanru. Maybe Li Muwan had been paying attention to Sima Yanru when Ye Feng returned to the clan. Otherwise, it is impossible that she just moved a little, and Li Muwan said these words.

"Hmph! Li Muwan, if you are not injured, you can hang around me for a while. But now you are either injured or disabled, you guys still want to stay..."

"Hehe! I came to Ancient Yezong with Brother Feng, why did you exclude me?"

Li Muwan didn't speak, but Yang Qiao, who had been standing behind Li Muwan in silence, stood up and hugged her shoulders, looking at Sima Yanru cheerfully and talking.

Seeing that Sima Yanru's willow leaf eyebrows frowned into Sichuan characters, it's not that she didn't see Yang Qiao.At that time when Yang Qiao and Ye Feng came back, Sima Yanru took a special look at Yang Qiao a few more times.

Not for anything else, one is that Yang Qiaochang is extraordinary and refined, and his whole body is quite fairy-like.Second, Sima Yanru was a little surprised by Yang Qiao's cultivation, she was a late-stage chivalrous man like her.

"Hmph! Where did Ye Feng pick you up, a wild girl?"

Sima Yanru curled her lips, mocking Yang Qiao.

This remark made Yang Qiao blush immediately, while clenching her fist, her lips moved a few times, and she didn't say a word to refute Sima Yanru for a long time.

But at this time, there was an extra woman beside Yang Qiao. This woman pinched her waist with her left hand, pointed at Sima Yanru with her right index finger and cursed away.

"Sima Yanru, you shameless bitch. My aunt sympathized with you when she opened the tavern. Now my aunt understands that you are a waste who sold your body for help."

"Ding Lan'er! You... dare to scold me? You..."

Seeing Ding Lan'er who scolded her angrily, Sima Yanru's anger surged to the top of her head.

"What am I? I just scolded you. What could you do to my aunt? If I had known you were a 'waste', I should have slapped you thirty times on the day of the Ancient Leaf Sect's grand ceremony."

Ding Lan'er has been running a tavern for decades, and has seen a lot of people of all kinds. It can be said that she talks nonsense when she sees people talking about people, and she has also cultivated an unforgiving iron mouth and silver teeth in decades.

Sima Yanru was trembling with anger from Ding Lan'er, especially remembering the day when Ding Lan'er slapped her three times in the ancient Ye Zong's main hall, Sima Yanru's face turned red to the base of her neck.

"You..., I'm going to kill you."

Out of anger, Sima Yanru raised her right hand quickly and swung at Ding Lan'er vigorously.

As Sima Yanru waved his right hand, the three silver needles shot straight at Ding Lan'er.

The three silver needles were like shooting stars, and they flew across ten meters at an extremely fast speed, but before they could reach Ding Lan'er's eyebrows, a jade hand slapped the three silver needles, and the wind and waves created by the palm alone Blowing the three silver needles to the wrong direction, pierced obliquely into the bluestone on the ground.

Ding Lan'er also broke out in a cold sweat, looked at the three silver needles in the bluestone, and said to Yang Qiao who was beside her: "Qiao'er, don't talk nonsense with this 'little wave hoof', she just owes a fan, you go and take her Catch it, Sister Ding will slap her mouth."

Yang Qiao didn't say anything, but rushed towards Sima Yanru.

Sima Yanru looked at Yang Qiao who was approaching in a hurry, the corners of her mouth turned up, and a cruel smile appeared on her face.

"Hmph! If you want to die, I will fulfill you. I will let you see and see. Being the apprentice of a strong Central Continent is not something you, a wild girl, can mess with."

(End of this chapter)