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"Old Zamao, today I have to beat you so hard that you cry and call me!"

Faced with the powerful move of the white elder to seize the black cloth bag, Ye Chengfeng did not retreat at all.

Although Elder Bai's strength is already at the level of Xuan-level, it is even stronger than the great leader of the Xuanhu Sect.

However, in front of Ye Chengfeng, who is now the fourth level of Qi refining, Elder Bai still has no chance of winning.

If Ye Chengfeng wants to kill him, it will be easy.

Therefore, when Elder Bai followed the black cloth bag, Ye Chengfeng waved his hand gently and a bound spell passed by.

"Why... the true qi cannot flow?"

Elder Bai screamed in horror.

Bang!

In the next moment, he fell halfway through the attack on Ye Chengfeng.

It looks quite embarrassed.

"roll!"

Ye Chengfeng took the opportunity to hold the small black cloth bag in his hand, and then kicked it out with a heavy kick.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

Elder Bai flew into the air dozens of meters like a ball.

Blood squirted wildly on the spot, dyeing his chin with white beard red.

It was dyed red, his white clothes.

"Binding!"

Ye Chengfeng sneered and once again used a binding spell, which made the White Elder unable to transfer his true energy at a height of dozens of meters.

So, in just a few seconds.

Elder Bai fell heavily to the ground.

That pain was even more miserable than being hit by a slap.

This made Lan Linhu, Zhang Wenbo and his son, and Qinglang all stunned and shocked.

In their eyes, Elder Bai, who was almost invincible, was defeated!

And from beginning to end, there was no room for defeat!

"I'll repair you later."

Ye Chengfeng suppressed his murderous intent and hurriedly opened the black cloth bag and took out the Blue Lingbao and the two broken legs of Lan Lingbao.

Then, spiritual power suddenly appeared, covering the unconscious Lan Lingbao and his broken legs.

After a few seconds, Lan Lingbao woke up, opened his tired little eyes, and looked at Ye Chengfeng: "Dad!"

"Be good! It'll be fine."

Ye Chengfeng stroked his little head with a lot of heartache.

Then, he took out the last piece of palm-sized spirit stone directly from the storage ring, softened it with spiritual energy, and began to help Lan Lingbao connect the broken legs.

"Elder Bai! He...he is helping the little blue light man heal his wounds!"

Seeing this, Lan Linhu hurriedly exclaimed: "Hurry! Take the opportunity to kill him!"

"Yes! Elder Bai!"

Zhang Shihui quickly agreed.

"court death!"

Ye Chengfeng turned his head suddenly.

A furious blood-red color suddenly appeared in those sharp eyes.

call out!

In the next moment, a red sword shadow flew out like lightning.

Puff!

Zhang Shihui and Lan Linhu were stunned on the spot and fell down unwillingly.

There was a blood mark on their necks.

"receive."

Ye Chengfeng shouted softly, and the red light flying sword quickly penetrated into his cuffs and disappeared.

"dad!"

Zhang Wenbo suddenly exclaimed, almost glaring his eyes out.

He really couldn't accept such a situation.

A second ago, his father was still lively.

But in the next second, he had no father.

"Brother!"

Qinglang screamed in a state of gasp, feeling heartbroken.

Elder Bai, who watched the Red Light and Sword Shadow with his own eyes, killed Lan Linhu and Zhang Shihui, was stunned on the ground and was stunned.

What kind of hidden weapon is this?

It's so terrible!

It’s okay that Zhang Shihui was cut off his throat, but it’s not a good explanation, after all, he is just an ordinary person.

But Lan Linhu is also a mysterious existence after all!

In fact, he had no room for resistance and was killed just like a chicken.

"It's still time to surrender now."

Ye Chengfeng glanced at the colorful giant python that was entangled with the thirty ancient martial archers and dozens of gunmen, and his eyes suddenly appeared with a cool look.

"You...you give my elder brother back!"

Qinglang screamed in grief, took out a pistol on the spot, turned on the insurance, and rushed towards Ye Chengfeng.

"die!"

Ye Chengfeng hummed heavily and waved his hand and saw a sharp blade like a cold wind.

Puchi!

ah!

Swinging with a scream.

The green wolf couldn't even pull the trigger, and was cut by the wind blade.

The blood was pouring out, and Zhang Wenbo was splashed in the wheelchair.

Zhang Wenbo was so scared that he screamed like a ghost on the spot, and soon fell to the ground from his wheelchair.

Then, he rolled and crawled to escape.

"Die it all!"

Ye Chengfeng looked at Lan Lingbao, trembling in his palm, and even more angry.

boom!

A fireball talisman suddenly smashed out.

Just directly, Zhang Wenbo, who had not climbed two meters away, was burned into the flames.

Then in just a few seconds, there was no bone left.

"The magic! You... know magic!"

Elder Bai was already, and he was getting more and more frightened.

He has seen fire-attribute martial arts.

However, he still had never heard of the fire that directly released the body to trauma and burned the person to slag.

Therefore, deep fear and fear rush towards him like a tide.

"Old Zamao, you'd better crawl over for me."

Ye Chengfeng's cold eyes swept away Elder Bai and hummed heavily.

At the same time, the spiritual power in the palm of your right hand is still being released.
To be continued...