Fantasy: My Nine-Life Fate With The Empress

"Sir, sir, we have done a good job recruiting disciples, but suddenly he bursts out and kills us. Please kill this devil!"

Ye Xufeng lowered his head, not daring to raise his head and look directly at the old man.

Snapped!

Ye Xufeng was slapped so hard that stars appeared in his eyes.

"I can't recruit any disciples, so what use are you!"

This sentence is very classic, but unfortunately it was not said by the old man, but by a young man's voice, because he was intercepted by Wang Feng!

"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard. I can understand such a conversation just thinking about it with my butt."

Wang Feng looked at the old man standing there, laughing, and the old man's face instantly turned livid.

"Let's see how long you can laugh!"

"kill him!"

The old man waved his hand, and all five of them were at the ninth level of the Spiritual Expansion Realm, but the old man was obviously the leader.

When the other four middle-aged men heard this, their momentum exploded, their eyes were sharp, and they flashed towards Wang Feng.

"Yo yo yo~!"

Wang Feng laughed and laughed, looking at the four people who were surrounding them, his face condensed, his hands flicked, and they instantly turned into double blades.

The old man's pupils shrank sharply, this, this, this, this is that magical power! !

Rumors have already spread in their holy land, and the ancestor has personally spoken out. Whoever has news about this magical power will be rewarded greatly!

The ancestor explained all the characteristics of this magical power clearly, and even spread it over and over again throughout the Holy Land.

The people in their holy land, whether they were senior officials or disciples, had been searching for who knows how long, and now he happened upon him!

"Boy, what kind of magical power do you have?"

"If you tell me, I might be able to spare your life."

The old man stopped the four people who were attacking Wang Feng, and his eyes became harmonious. He had to determine whether this was the magical power.

Wang Feng asked, why did you stop halfway through the killing?

"Lao Deng, what does it have to do with you? I have to tell you my moves in a fight. Are you a fool? Or am I a fool?"

Wang Feng looked at the old man as if he were a fool. He found that the old man really had something wrong with his brain.

In an instant, the old man's face slowly turned dark from harmony, and the change happened so quickly.

"Kill! Take him back."

After saying this, the old man waved his hand, then took out a sound-transmitting treasure and muttered without knowing what he was talking about.

After a while...

The old man looked at the sound transmission treasure and looked happy, as if he had received some confirmed news.

A pair of golden eyes looked towards Wang Feng, hahaha, as long as I catch this kid now, he will be prosperous!

But as soon as he raised his head, the expression on his face was as dark and panicked as if he had eaten nine rounds of intestines.

From what he could see, Wang Feng's right hand became a claw, and the muscles in his hand were extremely strong.

Although his muscles are thin, he has a sense of strength, especially the way Wang Feng deliberately made the veins in his arms bulge, which looks extremely terrifying.

boom!

The last middle-aged monk who was pinched by Wang Feng had his head exploded during the struggle. In an instant, red and white splattered like a watermelon.

The old man no longer dared to think about any magical powers and ran away, not even paying attention to Ye Xufeng behind him.

"Sir, run with me!"

Ye Xufeng hurriedly caught up, but his speed was much worse than that of the old man.

"Shoot the birds!"

Wang Feng looked at the escaping old man, and a skyfire spear appeared in his right hand. He raised it, aimed, and leaned back.

"Full Moon!!"

Wang Feng also had a rare opportunity to call out the name of a skill, and then...

Throw the gun!

boom! !

The roar of an explosion resounded in the ears of countless people in the city.

And the air around Wang Feng's hand that threw the spear vibrated out a circle of flame air visible to the naked eye.

This shot caused the air to freeze for several seconds.

The Skyfire Spear carried the ultimate tail flame, streaking like a meteor, soaring straight into the sky, blasting towards the running old man.

Swish swish~!

spear

puff!

The old man was about to look back when he suddenly found a spear piercing through his chest and flying away at high speed.

The old man's running speed didn't even stop. The old man who ran until only a small black dot was left looked at his chest in astonishment.

There was a big hole in his chest, and it was empty.

There were also a few wisps of flames swaying vividly inside, as if they were laughing at him, and the burning smell was particularly obvious.

The Skyfire Spear penetrated through and then flew some distance away. Suddenly! Another U-turn!

It shot toward his head, and all the meridians and internal organs in his body were gone.

He could only watch with his eyes wide open as the spear was stabbed at him. He couldn't bring out any spiritual energy, and he couldn't even move.

And because of the speed of his escape just now, the inertia of his body is still pushing him to fly towards the fire spear.

Snapped!

With a sound, a headless corpse fell from the sky at high speed. Wang Feng looked at the spear flying back, tilting his mouth with an evil smile on his face.

"You run away again! You will be just like him!"

Wang Feng shouted, raised his gun again, and slowly leaned back, preparing to throw the gun again.

Ye Xufeng's footsteps stopped instantly when Wang Feng shouted, and he fell to the ground obediently, standing stiffly on the spot.

"You know the truth."

When Wang Feng saw Ye Xufeng stop, he slowly put away his gun and stood up straight. He blew on the gun tip in his hand and said something leisurely.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."

After Wang Feng said this, he ducked over instantly, looked at Ye Xufeng who was frozen in place, and spoke to comfort him.

His eyes looked at him completely from top to bottom, inside and out.

And his mask had already been slapped off when the old man slapped him.

The appearance of Hall Master Ye Xufeng is neither handsome nor handsome. It can be summed up in two words: wretched!

"S-Sir, no, no, dad, grandpa, grandpa! Please let me go, I am also being coerced~!"

Ye Xufeng knelt down on the ground without saying a word, his voice trembling, and he kept begging for mercy.

"Don't admit your relatives randomly, you are not worthy!"

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment by this sudden scene, and then he raised his foot and kicked him in the Dantian.

He was instantly beaten to the ground, howling crazily and twisting in agony.

In just a few seconds, his cultivation began to regress, his spiritual power leaked out crazily, and he became a useless person.

"Tell me! Who were those five people just now!"

Wang Feng grabbed his head and found that he was struggling so much that he couldn't speak, so he had no choice but to change to a collar.

Wang Feng didn't believe that they were people from the Jian Sect at all, because they didn't even have the Jian Sect's logo on them.

And they are indeed not from the Sword Sect. Their identities show that they are disciples of Tianhuang Holy Land.

Wang Feng said that he had never heard of the Holy Land of Heaven and Earth. It was probably a newly emerged Holy Land within ten thousand years.

And not all of those five are swordsmen. You must know that the sword sect only has swords, and other weapons are not used at all.

"S-Sir, I, I really don't know!"

"I only know that there is a leader named Holy Demon Cult who ordered us to do this kind of thing."

Ye Xufeng, whose face was flushed with pain, was held in Wang Feng's hands. He covered his abdomen with both hands in pain, and he was stuttering with pain even as he spoke.

"Holy Demon Cult..."

Wang Feng searched his mind carefully and quickly looked for this information in his mind.

"Oh~~"