Chapter 601: The Real Hunter

"Now that you're here, let's show up quickly. ”

Ye Feng's expression was calm, and he slowly glanced around, the power contained in it was much stronger than the teasing uncle before.

Ye Feng had a feeling of being surrounded by thousands of troops, there were many people who wanted to come this time, and his strength was also outstanding. Compared with the middle-aged uncle just now, Ye Feng said that this group of guys was the real interceptor, and the goods just now might really be Uncle Funny invited by the monkey.

"Haha, good boy, this kind of keen perception is really unmatched at your age. ”

A hearty smile suddenly came, and then, Ye Feng only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and in the void not far in front of him, another middle-aged uncle appeared.

However, there is still a huge difference between this middle-aged uncle and the middle-aged uncle just now. This middle-aged uncle has a clear face, a bun on his head, and that face is only a faint wrinkle, coupled with a green shirt swaying, giving people the feeling that this guy is an image of a fairy wind and bones.

"Hehe, I don't know what to call this uncle?" The corners of Ye Feng's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, the little one is called Qingfeng Daoren, I don't know what to call this little friend?" The middle-aged uncle smiled lightly, but this smile felt disgusting no matter how you looked at it, Ye Feng hated to step forward and slap this guy to death, see if you still dare to scream.

"Huh. ”

But in the end, Ye Feng still answered this question, only to see him smile softly and softly: "Hehe, it turned out to be a Qingfeng Daoist, you are dressed like this, you look very breezy at a glance, hehe, it is really a blessing to be able to meet Daoist friends today." As for me......"

Ye Feng pointed at himself lightly, his eyes turned slightly, and said: "My surname is Gong, hehe, my strength is low, my name is not obvious, I am not as thunderous as Your Excellency, I am really ashamed, ashamed!"

It's the first time I've heard someone with a surname outside the world, and it's really the world's big, it's all strange. Qingfeng Daoren's eyes showed a trace of doubt, and he said softly, "It turned out to be a grandfather and a friend, it's really a blessing...... Hey, no, grandpa, grandpa, damn it, Ye Feng, you dare to play Lao Tzu!"

"Hey, so you don't know my name, that's not stupid?" Ye Feng blinked his eyes, "In that case, why do you still ask me what my name is?"

"Bastard, die! Grandma's, grandpa's advantage is not something you want to take advantage of, if you want to take advantage of Lao Tzu, you have to pay a certain price first. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged Taoist directly waved his sleeves, and saw a cyan wind flying from that sleeve, fanning towards Ye Feng from a distance, looking at the earth-shattering momentum, monstrous killing intent, people who don't know may think that this is what kind of world-destroying divine wind it is, that kind of terrifying killing intent, deeply shocked everyone.

"Grandma, dare to use the law of wind attributes against me, Xiaobai, spit on Lao Tzu, spit on him!"

At the critical moment, Ye Feng's eyes showed a touch of ruthlessness, looking at the snow wolf Xiaobai under him, he decisively gave an order, and then added his whole body's cultivation to Xiaobai's body, one person and one beast were connected by an inexplicable force, and then ...... It was as if it was a whole, making the overall strength of this combination break through the eighth-order category in an instant.

Is this the world of the Eighth Order? There is a feeling of being closer to heaven and earth. Xiao Bai's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he liked this feeling of being full of power when he raised his hands and feet, so in the next moment, it opened its mouth and spit out one huge wind blade after another.

A total of dozens of silver shining wind blades converged together, like a hot wheel with a cold white light, viciously rushing into the cyan wind, shattering it into the invisible in an instant.

Moreover, the castration of the Hot Wheels continued unabated, and continued to launch a wild charge, and in just a few breaths, it passed through the body of the green shirt, cutting through the clothes, cutting the skin, oozing a little blood, and a terrible energy swept through his body.

"Whew!"

After hitting this middle-aged Taoist hard, the momentum of the Hot Wheels weakened a lot, but there was still some impact, so they continued to slash towards the void on all sides, and with a series of screams, soon they saw a young man and woman with pale faces falling from the void, and then looked at the pale Hot Wheels flying away with a frightened face.

"Huh!"

And at this time, Ye Feng and Snow Wolf Xiaobai were separated, he seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, his body shook, the spear in his hand flashed, and he heard a loud sound, a cold light flashed, and swept away the attack that the middle-aged Taoist subconsciously made, and then his body accelerated suddenly, only to hear a sound.

"Poof!"

Without any accidents, the pitch-black spear passed directly into his chest, and the head of the spear showed out from the back vest of the middle-aged Taoist, and a little red blood on it was falling, and after falling into the air, it turned into nothingness.

"You ......"

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Ye Feng opposite with difficulty, Ye Feng looked at him with a cold face, and his cold eyes did not contain any emotional color, giving him the feeling that this young man was a terrifying demon, who was about to choose someone to devour, a terrifying guy.

"Poof!"

With the withdrawal of the spear in his hand, the middle-aged Taoist couldn't bear it anymore, opened his mouth and spewed blood, his body instantly withered, and soon, his eyes slowly closed, and there was no trace of life fluctuations in his body, so he fell from a high altitude and turned into dust all over the ground, and he couldn't die anymore.

"It's your turn. ”

After killing an eighth-order powerhouse, Ye Feng's expression was calm, and there was no other color in his eyes, for him, killing such a person seemed to be just a trivial matter, as simple as a river.

"Run!"

When they saw Ye Feng's cold eyes, everyone's hearts and livers were about to break, and they were busy using their strength to eat milk one by one, trying everything they could to get out of here as soon as possible. Grandma's, this is hell, and that person is a terrifying god of killing!

"Did you run?"

Ye Feng sneered, there was no pity in his eyes, the spear in his hand flickered, and the snow wolf under him struck, and soon caught up with one of the young men, raised the spear without hesitation, and stabbed it towards his vest.

"Can you kill it?"

But at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly came, and then, Ye Feng's eyes flickered, and he saw a huge palm, slowly coming.

(End of chapter)