"Ye Feng???"

"How could you be in China?"

Tang Que said instinctively.

As soon as he finished speaking, he subconsciously covered his mouth.

I only appear in this place in three parts, but what about this guy? What's going on?

Ye Feng in Xuzhou shouldn't be so strong.

“Friends of all,”

"I am also a demon cultivator, and I will be your boss from now on."

Ye Feng said to himself.

With an evil look, he glanced at the fat man, and the latter's body trembled.

The clone in Xuzhou was bullied, and now the clone in Shenzhou is not Ye Feng’s opponent?

"Boss?"

"Why are you?"

A demon ape clan covered with black hair showed cold fangs.

He is one of the three great geniuses in Nirvana.

"Killing you is like slaughtering a chicken or a dog."

Ye Feng looked at the first demon cultivator who contradicted him and smiled coldly.

An astonishing pressure burst out, and a dark flame appeared in his hand and swallowed the demon cultivator who spoke.

In less than two seconds, the three-meter-tall demon ape turned into ashes, and no one left was left.

Most magic cultivators have a basic trait:

Killing is born with nature, and the mind is like Shura.

Don’t look at these dozen geniuses, they are now in a group for survival.

If it were normal, it might be how to kill each other.

Everyone: "..."

"Damn!"

"I want to report you to cheat!"

Tang Que's eyes were almost glaring out, and he was so shocked that he could not be more shocked.

Even with his clone's realm, he could not tell at all what level Ye Feng was.

The peak of Nirvana? The powerful power of refining the void?

Even one of the strongest semi-immortals in the world?

As for other creatures, they are even more ashamed.

"Who else is not convinced?"

Ye Feng glanced around and asked indifferently.

"If you let us die, I will not obey orders at that time."

The tauren with two horns on his head stared at Ye Feng with fear.

Even if he is at most a demon ape in the same realm, he can only play 55 with the other party. It is impossible to massacre like Ye Feng.

He even wondered whether this guy had been infiltrated by some old monster.

When did such a person appear in China?

Could it be, the holy land...

"Don't!"

Tang Que just raised his hand and wanted to persuade him.

Having dealt with Ye Feng twice, he knew very well that this man was shameless and cruel...

If you dare to make requests to him in this situation, you are afraid that you are tired of living.

"hehe,"

"I'm not discussing with you,"

"That's that simple that you follow me and that's how you rebel against me."

Ye Feng ignored Tang Que and raised his hand again.

Killing a chicken to warn the monkey once is not enough, so let’s kill the second chicken until the group of creatures are terrified.

A magic cultivator genius?

Genius is a thing? Can it be eaten?

A genius who has not grown up is just a dog that anyone can kill.

"call--"

A faint breeze blew, and a pile of ashes appeared on the bloody ground.

"Yes, leader!"

"leader!"

"leader!"

The remaining twelve creatures were trembling and half-kneeled on the ground at the same time.

Only Tang Que showed a sad face and smiled bitterly, and looked at Ye Feng with helplessness.

"You guy,"

"Don't always destroy my chances, bastard."

The little fat man shook his head and said with a sigh.

His clone wants to break through the refining emptiness and take a step further, so he is waiting for the opportunity here.

Now Ye Feng suddenly inserted his foot, which made his mentality break directly.

"Hey, don't be so disgusted,"

"What's the relationship between us?"

"Your is mine, mine is mine,"

"Isn't this good? This is good."

Ye Feng patted Tang Que on the shoulder and said earnestly.

If you don’t listen to what you say, there is really something like the two good brothers.

"Okay, it turns out that I'm going to be robbed again?"

Tang Que curled his lips, and when he thought of his weakest clone, he felt a little angry.

But now, nothing can be done.

"Brother, look at what you said,"

"I'm still robbing. I forgot about the fact that I gave you a happy play on the septic tank so quickly?"

"I still remember it vividly."

Ye Feng smiled evilly.

When he was in the Bronze Gate, this guy wanted to rob the tomb, but he was deceived into the septic tank.

That scene, tsk tsk...

Classics will be passed down forever.

"Ye Feng!"

"You're paralyzed!"

"I'm curious about how Ye Liangchen targeted me. It turned out that you were the ones who did it!"

The little fat man glared and shouted.

He clenched his fists tightly, with an expression of trying to fight Ye Feng desperately.

"Stop messing around, I have fun here,"

"If you make me unhappy, I don't mind letting you try it."

Ye Feng condensed a big spiritual hand and stopped the fat man who was wielding his fist, just like an eagle catching a chick.

As soon as my mind moved, a pink pill appeared in the air.
To be continued...