Ye Feng took the ghost slave knife handed over by the ghost slave fei and slashed down angrily from top to bottom, everything in front of him was split in half by the sharp blade, including the rifle of the rotten wood evil god, and himself.

The Rotten Wood Evil God was stunned, because he was wearing a mask on his face, so he couldn't see any expression on his face, Ye Feng believed that his expression at this time was painful, of course, this painful expression was split into two halves with his face, and it was his last feeling.

However, the strange thing is that he split the Rotten Wood Evil God in half with a single sword, but there was not a drop of blood, and the body of the Rotten Wood Evil God immediately became weak and twisted, and then a burst of blue fireworks rose, and the whole person dispersed like dust and sand.

A sneer came from behind Ye Feng, and a person appeared behind him.

What Ye Feng just split was nothing more than the phantom of the Rotten Wood Evil God, and the killers of the Deadwood Hall were all super masters of the Spiritual Ninjutsu, and the Spiritual Ninjutsu was superb, and it was precisely this advantage that made the Rotten Wood Evil God escape just now. However, he escaped death, and he was almost split in half by Ye Feng.

However, his self-confidence is still there, and his fake body is enough to deceive his opponent to attract his full attention, and the next thing to see is the performance of the Hoga ghost.

The claws of the Huohe ghost shadow went straight to Ye Feng's heart, and he took out the strength that pierced through his heart, and the five techniques to kill the god were like a killing competition, and he had to grab the merit of killing this Dragon Emperor killer.

Ye Feng turned his head suddenly, and at the same time as he turned around, the blade slashed horizontally, and the ghost shadow of Huohe raised his hands horizontally, and the blade collided with his pure steel claws again, and the intensity was better than the time when the ghost slave collided with him before.

The claws met, sparks flew everywhere, and in an instant, it seemed to generate a powerful electric current, which struck the two of them fiercely, and both of them were shaken apart. Ye Feng retreated several meters backwards, and quickly stabilized the ground with his knife and pestle, while the body of the Huohe ghost almost flew up, rolling backwards.

A somersault squatted to stabilize his body, and a terrifying scene immediately appeared in front of him: Ye Feng's blade had approached again, and the tip of the knife had already penetrated his chest, piercing in.

The situation was the same as before, the body of the ghost of the fire suddenly collapsed and twisted, then turned into a wisp of dust, and then disappeared. With the help of the Psychic Ninjutsu, the Ghost Shadow of Huohe also escaped again, but he did not give up easily, his escape was not really escaping, but quickly looking for the flawed location that Ye Feng could attack.

His figure immediately appeared behind Ye Feng, Ye Feng was not polite to him, one angrily slashed up, and the Huohe ghost split into several people, and then split, each person split into a few, and soon Ye Feng was surrounded by the Huohe ghost.

Each one could be a real person, and ignoring any of them would bring the worst results, and the attacks of these people are deadly. The immutable rule of a master's move is: those who make mistakes lose, and the psychic ninjutsu is the easiest to make mistakes for the opponent.

Such a situation is indeed confusing and confusing, and the best solution is ......!

Ye Feng clenched the ghost slave knife in his hand, and slashed on the spot, ending after half a minute, and all the phantoms around him disappeared. A phantom descended from the sky, and it did not escape Ye Feng's killing.

One drop of bright red blood fell to the ground, and then two, three drops ......! The ghost slave knife was stained with a bright red, and it was from here that the blood dripped from it.

True or false! Kill!

"Eight grids!" Huohe Ghost clutched his chest and gritted his teeth and cursed, a long crack appeared on his chest, and blood squeezed out along the crack. His psychic ninjutsu saved him again, but it didn't save him completely, but it was better than him being split in half.

"Perhaps, leave a mark on each of you?" Ye Feng said coldly to the ghost shadow of Huohe.

The ghost slave was not idle, he was also holding the ghost slave knife, and he defeated Tsuchihara Hanzo. Tsuchihara Hanzo is the guy who used the Soul Samurai before.,The most exquisite sword skills among the several.,Good at the art of the earth shadow.,It's also one of the spiritual ninjutsu.。

However, under the strong attack of the ghost slave who vowed to break his body to pieces, his advantages could not be brought into play, and he was suppressed all the time.

The ghost slave's murderous aura was very heavy, and after knowing that these people were the Five Techniques Killing God, the killing and revenge aura was not inferior to Ye Feng, and this hatred also promoted his ferocious fighting intent.

"Zila——!" Tsuchihara Hanzo's knife stabbed at the ghost slave, but the ghost slave actually didn't resist, and suffered this blow hard, and was immediately stabbed in the shoulder, and at the same time, his ghost slave knife was raised high and slashed down, directly into Tsuchihara Hanzo's shoulder.

The ghost slave sneered, and as if he didn't feel the pain, he continued to press down the blade hard. Tsuchihara Hanzo had to draw the knife that stabbed the oni slave to block, otherwise the oni slave would have to cut off his entire left shoulder and left arm.

"You mad dog!" Tsuchihara Hanzo's face was expressionless, and he gritted his teeth and scolded the ghost slave.

He didn't have any expression of pain, as if he didn't feel pain at all, and at this time there was more resentment and consternation in his eyes, this crazy guy actually fought him in a way that was all lost.

Tsuchihara Hanzo raised his knife and slashed upward, causing the oni slave knife that had been slashed at him away, and then took a few steps back to pestle the ground. The ghost slave also took a few steps back, and directly went back to back with Ye Feng.

The knife was clubbed on the ground, and blood flowed down the arm to the hilt, then the blade, the tip of the knife, and then to the ground, where the tip of the knife was the center of the circle, and slowly spread out a circle made of blood.

Ye Feng looked at his injuries, and then looked at the ghost slave, the ghost slave's injury was more serious than his, but it was only a minor injury. In contrast, several of the other party's injuries were more seriously injured than them, and if the fire ghost hadn't dodged quickly, his chest would have almost been split.

"Well done!" Ye Feng said happily to the ghost slave with a side face.

"Why do you have two knives? Both are called ghost slaves, are you making two knives? Ye Feng asked the ghost slave.

The ghost slave shook his head and stretched out a finger to indicate that he was using a single knife, and then raised the knife in his hand and pointed at Ye Feng with his finger.

Ye Feng understood what he meant, he prepared an extra knife to prevent special circumstances from happening, and it was not for himself, but for Ye Feng.

"You're a very competent assistant!" Ye Feng said to the ghost slave with a smile. An assistant who doesn't talk all day and is very attentive must be very likable, Ye Feng admits that he likes this kind of assistant very much.

Ye Feng raised the blood-stained knife in his hand, and a trace of chill appeared in his eyes. The ghost slave knife is very distinctive, half black and half silver-white, and the black back of the knife looks ordinary, even a little clumsy, just like the ghost slave himself.

However, the silver-white sharp blade, which could feel the cold killing intent at a glance, made people shudder. This is just like the resentment and killing intent shown by the ghost slave who is not amazing.

The ghost slave knife is really like his person, more like his soul!

"I swore just now that I would let each of them see blood, and now there are two people left!" Ye Feng continued to say to the ghost slave.

Just now, the Rotten Wood Evil God and the Fire Ghost Shadow, as well as Tsuchihara Hanzo, were all injured to varying degrees. Although the Water Shadow Shura also lost the battle with Ye Feng, he was not injured, and the Golden Dragon Fuji had been in a posture of watching the battle and did not make a move, so he was unscathed.

The ghost slave nodded, Ye Feng looked at the Water Shadow Shura, and said to the ghost slave: "You shouldn't mind bullying women, but I mind, so she will be handed over to you, but you have to be careful, a woman who can mix to such a point must be more cunning than most men." ”

As he spoke, he leaned close to the ghost slave's ear and whispered a quick word to him.

As if he had received the order, the ghost slave immediately rushed towards the water shadow Shura. The Water Shadow Shura was also waiting for him, and when he saw that an opponent took the initiative to attack him, he immediately faced him.

"If you haven't made a move after watching it for so long, it can't be related to fear, right? Want your men to give you a mine first? Ye Feng's battle knife was raised horizontally, and he coldly said to the golden dragon standing there like a golden statue.

Jin Long Fuji has been watching the battle, he is very interested in Ye Feng and the ghost slave, and he is even more interested in the killer of the Dragon Emperor, so he did not make a move, but learned about the combat effectiveness of these two people by watching the battle.

If the two of them are not opponents of several of his subordinates at all, he has neither the need nor the interest to make a move. But now, the performance of the two of them has greatly enriched his interest.

At the same time, there is also extreme dissatisfaction with the performance of his subordinates, four people besieged two people, three people were injured and defeated, although the other side did not have an advantage over them, but he thought that if the battle lasted for a long time, the wood, water, fire and earth people may not be the opponents of these two people.

The killer of the Deadwood Hall was defeated by the killer of the Dragon Emperor like this, and the current performance of the Golden Dragon Fuji is not dissatisfaction, but a kind of annoyance.

Ye Feng's provocative words added to his annoyance.

"The killer of the Dragon Emperor really deserves his reputation!" Jin Long Fuji said coldly to Ye Fengdao.

Ye Feng said: "I told you a long time ago, I'm not a Dragon Emperor killer!" In addition, I only showed a small half of my combat power, it's not that I'm powerful, it's that your subordinates are too vulnerable! ”

The golden dragon Fuji clenched his fists, and a terrible creaking sound came, which was not produced by bones, but the hands of the golden dragon. On his hand was a layer of silver metal iron jacket, under which countless people were torn.

Those few people are not Jinlong Fuji's subordinates, but a relationship of equal rank, but whether it is combat effectiveness or seniority, Jinlong Fuji is the best of the five, and he is the eldest brother of several of them.

Without Ye Feng's verbal stimulation, Jin Long Fuji would also compete with Ye Feng, and he didn't mind tearing two more people with his iron sleeve, and he was also the killer of the Dragon Emperor, which was something he had wanted to do for a long time.

"Your hands have been stained with the blood of many people! I swore you just like the rest of them and leave a mark on your body. But now I've changed my mind, you're special, I want you to keep a hand! Ye Feng's war sword was raised high, and the golden dragon was cold.