When Yun Yaoling heard this, the corner of her mouth twitched.
Sure enough, her face was so ugly that people couldn't bear it, and they wanted to kill her.
Is it her fault that she is ugly?
To kill her is so abominable.
Yun Yaoling looked at Feng Mingye who was obviously angry because of the warrior's words.
"Brother, what they say is so unpleasant."
"Okay, Ah Yao, watch carefully, they will never have the chance to say anything to make Ah Yao angry."
Feng Mingye touched Yun Yao Ling's head and looked directly at the person here with cold eyes.
The little baby he loves in the palm of his hand cannot be bullied by anyone.
When everyone heard Feng Mingye's voice, they were suddenly shocked.
It turned out to be a man.
Then I heard the conversation between the two of them.
Is it really okay to ignore them so blatantly and say such arrogant things?
The leader of the "seeking death" group was furious and was the first to bear the brunt of it.
He used his martial arts skills to approach Feng Mingye.
"Ah Yao, retreat."
Feng Mingye stepped forward and faced the warrior's moves.
Knock back the warrior with one move.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
What happened just now?
Why did their boss retreat?
"Why are you still standing there, let's all come together."
As the eldest warrior, he was repulsed before he even got close to Feng Mingye.
Naturally, he felt that he was losing face.
He was also a third-level cultivated person, and he was so surprised when faced with someone who also had a third-level acquired cultivation level.
It's absolutely not true that it's so vulnerable.
Everyone reacted after hearing what their boss said.
Simultaneous attacks from more than a dozen warriors.
Its power cannot be underestimated.
Yun Yaoling stood not far away, and couldn't help but feel excited when he saw this scene.
However, she believed that the young master would definitely win.
Feng Mingye showed a sneer on his beautiful face.
Spreading his hands, two pairs of swords glowing with a faint red light suddenly appeared in the originally empty hands.
"What are those?"
A group of people looked horrified when they saw two red-glowing double knives appearing out of thin air in Feng Mingye's hands.
"Double-sword flame stream, cut!"
I heard a cold shout, and saw Feng Mingye's figure sweeping past like an invisible wind.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Mingye's figure had appeared next to Yun Yaoling, as if he had never moved.
The warriors just now were still standing and using their martial arts, but everyone's eyes were wide open.
"Let's go, Ah Yao."
Feng Mingye had already lost the two swords in his hands, and held Yun Yaoling's little hand with his clean and white right hand.
"He, they" Yun Yaoling's eyes widened and he looked at the warriors who remained motionless in this posture, then looked at Feng Mingye and pointed at them.
"They are dead.
Don't worry, Ah Yao."
Feng Mingye showed a faint smile on his face and said a frightening fact calmly.
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Yun shook the bell, "" He died.
He couldn't have died so quickly.
She didn't notice it at all.
"Ah Yao, my method of killing is quite brutal.
Ah Yao may feel uncomfortable after seeing it, so we must fight quickly."
Seeing Yun Yaoling looking dumbfounded at the group of dead people, Feng Mingye sighed, Tell the truth.
He knew that Ah Yao would not see anything bloody.
The way of killing he had cultivated and the moves he had mastered were all cruel and sure-kill moves.
The double-sword flame flow was the fastest and least bloody martial skill he had mastered so far.
It turns out that's the case, the young master is really thoughtful.
Yun Yaoling felt warm in her heart and smiled, "Yeah, don't worry, Master, I will overcome this situation.
However, Master is too powerful.
With so many people, he can finish them all with one move."
She does not like to see blood, but she has tried her best to overcome this matter.
In such a world, there will be more bloody killings in the future, and she must get used to it.
After they left, Xichuan Lanye and his party also came here and saw a group of warriors keeping the same posture motionless.
Strongly pampering the devil's concubine: Evil Lord, too fierce :