It's just a fiery gun, is it worth the fear of you saints?

Because Ye Feng was surrounded by forty-one saints just now, and all four directions were covered by the saints' qi and the chains of various laws, the Moyang saints didn't see what was going on clearly.

If he had seen what the 'bullet' in the fire was, he would not have run slower than those saints.

In the trigger of the firearm, you can vaguely see the beating cold Lin Seven Feathers of the Ghost Heart Fire.

Ye Feng squinted his right eye, his left eye widened, aiming at one of the saints who had fled quickly.

The saint who was targeted by the fire suddenly had a creepy feeling, and his hands and feet were cold, as if he was lying on his stomach by a ghost.

"Damn!"

The saint cursed in his heart, and ran the chain of laws with all his might.

For a moment, his whole person seemed to be shrouded in endless brilliance, like a great sun.

"Boom !!"

"I don't believe I can't stop !!"

Listening to the terrifying vibration that suddenly sounded behind him, the saint trembled, and then roared angrily, his hands dancing thousands of times in an instant, forming a wall of laws.

The Moyang Sage's eyes widened, staring at the Sage who had exhausted all means to resist the might of the fire.

A black light erupted from the fire, but the saint was a little big, and there was no earth-shattering momentum.

However, the wall of laws condensed by the saint was like a snowflake that met the scorching sun, melting in an instant.

"Poof!!"

Blood sprayed.

The saint's brow was pierced, and his body swelled like water, and his hands and feet were ignited by the dark flames.

"it!"

The Moyang Sage held his breath and looked at the figure that turned into ashes in an instant, "What kind of fire gun is this?" ”

"A fire that can extinguish the saints!"

Ye Feng's voice sounded leisurely behind the Moyang Sage.

Ye Feng held the fire hammer in his hand, looking at the figure that was completely turned into ashes in the distance, and a touch of pain appeared on his face, "A dignified saint, no matter how bad it is, the things in his collection are worth one or two hundred million zombie points, right?" ”

The Dao fire that shot out not only extinguished the saint, but also wiped out all the storage rings on the other party's body.

"Whew!"

Ye Feng shook his head as he cast his word secret and chased towards another saint.

After seeing the saint being wiped out by a blow of fire, all the saints had a chill down their spines and ran away desperately.

The saint who was targeted by Ye Feng almost fell out of the void mezzanine, and scolded in his heart, "After so many years of sainthood, why are you chasing me?" ”

"I know that the person who can force Mu Lao Ancestor to issue the decree of the Heavenly Emperor must not be so simple."

At this moment, the heartstring saint deeply regretted why he came to this troubled water, and now he didn't get any cheap, but he was worried about his life.

Holding the fire hammer in his hand, Ye Feng seemed to teleport with every step he took, and in just two breaths, he appeared behind the Heartstring Saint.

"Buzz !!"

Just when Ye Feng's finger was on the trigger, a mysterious qi suddenly enveloped him.

"The Great? No, it's the Saint King! ”

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, he didn't expect that there was a saint king in secret.

However, Ye Feng was not too afraid, the other party did not make a direct move, and just used the qi machine to press him, which proved that the other party did not intend to fight with him.

Thinking about it, Ye Feng has summoned a total of five Saint Kings and one Half-Step Heavenly Emperor.

Now, even if it is a saint king, he has to weigh it, whether it is worth fighting Ye Feng or not.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he probably guessed the mind of the secret saint king in his heart.

There are not many saints in the interstellar battlefield, and if the losses are too heavy, then the battle with the barbarian realm in the future will become even more passive.

Since he had guessed the mind of the Secret Saint King, Ye Feng naturally would not provoke the other party's tolerance limit.

Ye Feng can be sure of one thing, if he slaughters all these forty or so saints, those old monsters hidden in the interstellar battlefield will 100% jump out and shout at him.

"Stop!"

Ye Feng's footsteps froze, and his voice was indifferent, "If you want to die, you just keep running!" ”

The expression of the heartstring saint changed slightly, and the color of struggle flowed in his eyes.

In the end, the Heartstring Saint still stopped his pace and turned around slowly, after all, in his opinion, if Ye Feng wanted to kill him, he could just shoot him, there was no need to talk nonsense at all.

"Ye Domain Lord, I, I'm willing to compensate!"

Before, the Moyang Saints were willing to pay the price, but they were all rejected by Ye Feng, and now, the Heartstring Saints did not have much hope for this, but they were unwilling to submit to Ye Feng.

"Okay!"

"Huh?"

The Heartstring Sage was stunned, he didn't expect Ye Feng to agree, and he was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out three artifacts from the space ring, "Ye Domain Lord, this is ......"

"Throw the space ring over!" Ye Feng directly interrupted the heartstrings saint's words.

The Heartstring Saint blinked, looking at Ye Feng, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the whole person trembled slightly, and there was his collection of tens of thousands of years in the space ring.

But in the face of the threat of death, the Heartstring Saint could only grit his teeth, pull out the space ring, throw it at Ye Feng, and said, "Please forgive the Great Domain Lord!" ”

Ye Feng didn't look at what was in the space ring, and directly exchanged it to the system.

Listening to the system prompt sound that sounded in his head, Ye Feng's face showed a look of satisfaction.

The family background of this heartstring saint is not bad, and the items in the space ring have been exchanged for more than 400 million.

"Alright, let's go!" Ye Feng waved his hand, carrying the fire gun, and chased after a saint who had already fled.

The muscles of Heartstring Saint's face trembled, "Damn, my collection for 60,000 years is now all cheap, but luckily I put the real treasure in ......"

The Heartstring Saint didn't dare to think about it, afraid that his thoughts would be sensed by Ye Feng, so he quickly turned his head and escaped from the Nai He Galaxy.

"Keep running, I'll see where you can run. In my hometown, there is a saying that a monk who can escape can't escape the temple. Now that you come back obediently one by one, I will collect some compensation, but if I find you, hehe, Lao Tzu will destroy your nine clans!! ”

Ye Feng's loud voice was like thunder, exploding in dozens of galaxies within a radius.

Countless creatures looked confused, not knowing where this voice came from, let alone who it was said to.

Those saints who fled, after hearing Ye Feng's threat, were furious, but they all had big families, as Ye Feng said, if they escaped the monk, they couldn't escape the temple, if they were blocked by Ye Feng......

Thinking of this, many saints looked aggrieved and returned to the Nai He Galaxy, only begging Ye Feng to 'go under the knife' lightly.

Of course, there were also many saints with deep backgrounds who directly ignored Ye Feng's threat.

There were even saints who said cruel words, saying that they were waiting for Ye Feng's arrival in the sect.

For this kind of saint, Ye Feng just smiled, and the killing intent in the depths of his eyes was not concealed.

[The third update, ask for recommendation votes, Mo Mo Da]

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