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Chapter 621 Sublimation(2/2)

Maybe the two of them had not known each other for a long time and their friendship was not deep, but at this moment, the powerlessness in front of him was unbearable for Liu Yan.

"call!"

The combined attacks of dozens of elders came from all directions and enveloped Yifeng.

He, in the center, bore the brunt of all kinds of attacks. His white robes fluttered and his long hair became flowing.

Suddenly.

With a wave of his hand, countless attacks that swept over him immediately turned into bubbles.

"What?"

"impossible!"

Seeing this scene, Sima Zhen and others collectively opened their eyes and made disbelief.

But as soon as the voice came out, a powerful counterattack came.

"Bang bang bang..."

Many elders were like meteors, flying out collectively, knocking down countless buildings, and without exception, they were seriously injured and fell to the ground, dying.

And this scene reached the eyes of countless disciples watching the battle, and the whole place was instantly in an uproar.

"call!"

"How can this be?"

"I can't be mistaken!"

"How can he be so strong?"

In the crowd, Liu Yan stared, biting his red lips, in disbelief.

On the other side, Guo Shijie was full of fear, shaking violently and sweating profusely.

"You, who are you?"

Sima Zhen was lying on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, full of fear, and couldn't help but ask.

"I?"

Yi Feng raised his head slightly and looked into the distance.

After a long time, he said: "Just a mortal!"

"mortal?"

Sima Zhen's eyes widened.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, go to hell mortals.

But even if he didn't get the result, he still understood that Yi Feng was an existence that their Sun Moon Sect could not resist.

Even if you feel unwilling to do so.

But it has been offended and cannot be undone.

I also know that in front of such a person, any struggle is meaningless.

"Although I still don't know your purpose, I, the Sun Moon Sect, know that we are not as good as you, so we have nothing else to say."

"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"

"I just hope that you can spare the lives of my disciples!"

Finished.

He closed his eyes.

But after waiting for a long time, he found that Yi Feng didn't attack him at all.

"Why are you?" he couldn't help asking.

"I have no interest in you from beginning to end."

"There is no need to be sentimental, I will murder you, Sun Moon Peak."

"You take care of yourself."

Yi Feng glanced at him lightly and said in a calm voice.

Sima Zhen dropped his head and nodded.

Yi Feng slowly turned his head and looked at Liu Yan with tears in his eyes.

"What I said will be fulfilled now."

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

In the crowd, Guo Shijie, who was trembling in the crowd and trying to escape, was instantly caught by a mysterious force.

"ah!"

"Help!"

"Yi Feng Yifeng, ah no, senior, I really didn't mean it. I didn't know you were so powerful. If I had known earlier..."

He shouted hysterically, his expression full of fear and despair.

But the words are not yet finished.

The life was cut off by Yi Feng, and only a corpse fell at Liu Yan's feet.

Liu Yan looked at Guo Shijie's body at his feet, his red lips trembled, and tears fell uncontrollably.

"Bye now."

Yi Feng smiled faintly at her, took out a bottle of wine from the storage ring, turned around and walked slowly down the mountain.

The strong liquor goes down the throat, bitter and sweet...

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes.

Just watching quietly, watching...

Until his back disappeared without a trace.

PS: Just a few words, although it is a bit blunt, but I am generally satisfied with myself. This period of time has made Yi Feng hate the life of cultivating immortals. It is a kind of sublimation, and it is also related to a change in the overall situation. He feels that it is still his salty time.
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