Did you destroy my family in my previous life? I went crazy killing people after my rebirth

Seeing Ye Feng appear,

Taoist Feng Ling suddenly felt horrified and his whole body was covered with goose bumps.

Although he had belittled Ye Feng in front of Zeng Zuoyang and described him as an unforgivable sinner, he was unwilling to do so if he were asked to go find Ye Feng!

The Battle of Xuanhu

He witnessed the whole process and was well aware of Ye Feng's terrifying fighting power.

Everything I just said was just to calm Zeng Zuoyang and others!

But now the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.

"He is Ye Feng!"

Taoist Feng Ling said with gritted teeth.

He prayed silently in his heart that Master Qingshan could stop Ye Feng.

Zhenren Qingshan is none other than the old man in Taoist robes, Zeng Zuoyang’s master, a true martial immortal who is no less powerful than a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage in terms of combat power!

"Swish, swish, swish~"

The gazes of the three Taoists instantly shifted to Ye Feng.

The sharp gaze kept scanning Ye Feng, as if trying to see Ye Feng's background.

"You are the one who killed several disciples of my sect?"

Zeng Zuoyang pointed his sword at Ye Feng with a cold expression.

Ye Feng ignored Zeng Zuoyang.

Because he found that Taoist Feng Ling was truly a talented person. Although he was kneeling on the ground, he was slowly moving towards the periphery.

Obviously want to run away again.

"Shu~"

Ye Feng grabbed Taoist Feng Ling and sneered:

"You can move even when you're kneeling. You really can run. Just tell Feng Ling to run."

"No...I didn't! My legs were just shaking and it gave you the illusion of moving."

Taoist Feng Ling felt his scalp tingling and immediately explained loudly.

at the same time,

He was also mobilizing the internal energy in his body, trying to break free.

But Ye Feng's big hand was too hard, like a divine weapon and sharp claws, leaving him powerless to resist.

"help me!"

Taoist Feng Ling turned his eyes to Zeng Zuoyang for help.

"Let him go!"

Zeng Zuoyang also responded promptly,

Wisps of sword energy emanated from the sword, causing a knife-like wind to blow across the scene.

As a leader of the younger generation of Taoism,

He has unparalleled self-confidence, especially when facing people of the same age as Ye Feng, he does not feel any pressure at all.

"Crack!"

Ye Feng directly crushed Taoist Feng Ling’s neck.

Taoist Feng Ling's eyeballs were almost bulging out.

His clever eyes gradually dimmed and were filled with despair, as if he didn't expect that he would die here!

"I asked you to let him go, but you...you dared to kill him?"

Zeng Zuoyang's face suddenly turned ugly.

"boom!"

Ye Feng slapped the body of Taoist Feng Ling on the ground into a bloody mist.

Then he ignored Zeng Zuoyang and turned his gaze to Qingshan Zhenren behind him.

He could tell at a glance that Master Qingshan was quite powerful.

of course,

It's just good.

In front of him, it's still just a slap in the face!

"I'm talking to you, but you can't hear me? Are you deaf?"

Zeng Zuoyang said coldly.

"What the hell are you barking about?"

Ye Feng frowned, then slapped out.

"presumptuous!"

Zeng Zuoyang's expression suddenly turned cold. He could no longer endure it and immediately swung out with his sword.

"Sword Qi Fengyun!"

This sword swept through the turbulence, emitting a dazzling light, with a momentum that could shake the mountains and rivers, as if the sword could split the mountain in half!

The next moment.

"boom!"

Ye Feng blocked the large hand that was coming at him, and extinguished all the sword energy.

The terrifying force swept through like a tornado, knocking Zeng Zuoyang and his sword away.

"Snapped!"

Zeng Zuoyang fell heavily to the ground.

When he stood up again, a trickle of blood was already flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

"how is this possible?"

He growled in disbelief and said loudly:

"Sword Qi Fengyun is the super sword technique that I am proud of. Even if I face Master, I have the power to resist! How could I not be able to block one of your moves?"

Zeng Zuoyang gritted his teeth, picked up the sword on the ground, and wanted to attack again.

But this time,

Ye Feng's figure instantly appeared in front of Zeng Zuoyang, grabbed his neck, and said lightly:

"Because your master can't block my attack either."

"fart!"

Zeng Zuoyang glared at him, not at all scared.