"The fifteenth moon shines on the border in my hometown In the quiet night, you also miss me ” The ugly and ugly extraordinarily melodious singing voice sings this moonlit night in early spring to be extraordinarily white.
"Ye Feng, you don't need to think about it, go with peace of mind, your family's sacred mountain, this prince will take care of it, your woman, this prince will take care of it, your children, I'm sorry, I can only send them to the ground for Lord Yama to take care of, and this prince will pinch them to death one by one like pinching small insects."
Wan Yanlie raised his sword high and said with a resentful face, "I want to avenge my dead brother."
"Pretending to be an idiot" Ye Feng looked disdainful, and blew lightly at the extraordinarily whitening full moon in the sky of the god of war, and then with a "pop", the roaring sea of people instantly calmed down.
The sword domain that enveloped the entire God of War was only blown by Ye Feng's casual breath, which was blown like a bubble, and shattered into a floating shadow, along with the famous Prince of Dongzong.
Originally, Ye Feng didn't plan to kill this Dongzong Prince, after all, before this, this Dongzong Prince had not caused any actual mental or physical trauma to their family.
The most important thing is that this guy's master is the sect master of a super troll, and Ye Feng is quite self-aware that he does not have the value to fight against super trolls when his head is sober.
But Wan Yan Lie shouldn't have claimed that he wanted to take care of their women and pinch their children to death, and the head of the leveling madman was stimulated, and he immediately went crazy to see the situation clearly, and killed him neatly.
"Oh my God, the pinnacle of the Yin and Yang Realm" A great immortal burst out with a terrifying scream, "The nine-star immortal who is less than fifteen years old is my Immortal Sword Sect, and within 10,000 years, there will be a great god."
However, this great immortal's amazement at the glorious vision of the Immortal Sword Sect did not resonate, and the scene was still as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.
There is no way, ninety percent of the immortals on the scene have lost, and many of them have lost their families.
Fortunately, this time, even the gambling house division of the Immortal Sword Sect failed to bet on Zhong Ye Feng, and in order to prevent the distribution of dividends to all the immortals, Wan Yan Lie's victory was set at a very low odds.
With relatively meager profits, gamblers are not very interested in suppressing the whole family, so the scope of bankruptcy is not extensive.
"Hee-hee-hee, it's hairy, this time it's really developed" A certain fairy in the audience, but with a rather disobedient expression, this woman is the little fairy who bet on the victory.
Relying on Ye Feng's record one after another, Xiaoxian's worth swelled from a proletariat to a multimillionaire, and the multimillionaire soon swelled into a billionaire.
The audacious little fairy, this time under the lure of a hundred profits, actually borrowed a lot of money, a one-time investment of tens of billions, and now, she has swelled into a super-rich person with trillions of huge assets.
Ye Feng, who was on the God of War, was extremely nervous about the secret trick, staring at the bigwigs of the Immortal Sword Sect sitting in the front row under the God of War with blazing eyes, ready to abscond with his family as soon as there was any change.
"Useless waste, in vain the old man's tens of thousands of years of hard work" After the sect master of the East Sect under the stage spewed out a mouthful of old blood, he turned his head away, and there were no other superfluous inappropriate actions, which suddenly made Ye Feng on the stage breathe a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the face of the seniors of our Immortal Sword Sect is quite decent, at least almost all the high-level bosses still show a fake politeness of appreciation to this mad demon, it seems that this mad demon can still walk down the god of war alive.
The leveling madman is actually really chicken-bellied, and almost all the high-level bosses present appreciate him not only not fake politeness, but they can't wait to hold him in the palm of their hands as an ancestor.
There is no way, the Immortal Sword Sect has been in the nest for too long, and how many generations have been looking forward to producing a real peerless Tianjiao, taking them with their eyebrows raised, and waiting until today to see the dawn of hope.
And as soon as this light appeared, it blinded everyone's eyes.
"Ye Feng, the military attache of the Great Qing Heavenly Dynasty stationed in the Immortal Sword Sect, Baturu, hereby asks Your Excellency for advice" An invincible general with a double hammer strode onto the God of War Ring, and the high-level bosses of the Immortal Sword Sect in the audience suddenly had a sad look on their faces.
"It's over, it's completely over, this self-defeating Prince of Dongzong not only killed himself, but also is about to kill the unprecedented greatest hope that our Immortal Sword Sect relies on to rise" Obviously, once this unprecedented freak-level genius is exposed, it will definitely be ruthlessly suppressed by other forces, as the most powerful supreme existence in several nearby immortal domains, the Great Qing Heavenly Dynasty will definitely not tolerate the Immortal Sword Sect having such a subversive supreme genius, and it will definitely want to kill him quickly.
Baturu is a high-level eight-star immortal sect in the realm of life and death, and it is definitely more than enough to slaughter Ye Feng, the newly baked super freak of the Immortal Sword Sect.
"Ye Feng, I am a Qing Dynasty and I intend to recruit you."
Baturu looked at Ye Feng casually, his expression was like a proud lord rewarding a beggar on the side of the road with a meat bun, "If you can swear allegiance to my Qing Dynasty, you can immediately be promoted to a third-class guard, which can be described as soaring to the sky, and the glory of the ancestors."
When the bigwigs of the Immortal Sword Sect in the audience heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, although there was a lot of reluctance on their faces, but they all had happy expressions.
There is no way, even if Ye Feng is a courtier of the Qing Dynasty, he can't get rid of the fact that he was born in the Immortal Sword Sect, which is equivalent to being a citizen of a small country in Africa and becoming a colonel in the United States Army, which is actually an honorable and face-saving thing.
"Damn, if you are a slave to others, you can still glorify your ancestors, you evil Manchu remnant" Ye Feng saw that this representative of the Great Qing Heavenly Dynasty dared to rush to the God of War to show off his might in front of all the bigwigs of the Immortal Sword Sect, and he had already vaguely understood in his heart that the Great Qing Heavenly Dynasty in the Immortal Realm was probably not a feudal remnant that turned back history, but would be a more terrifying existence than the Immortal Sword Sect.
But with the urine nature of the leveling madman, how can he be loyal to others as a minion, it's a big deal to pat his ass and leave, and then come out and raise his eyebrows after he has become a master of the world.
No matter how big the gimmick of the Qing Dynasty is, it can't scare the leveling maniac, and in his eyes, it's just a group of big monsters and little monsters in the long-term plan.
As soon as Ye Feng's words came out, the audience was confused: is he arrogant or is he simply a lonely idiot "Little brute, look for death" Baturu held a double hammer in his hand and smashed it at Ye Feng with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, and all the bigwigs of the Fairy Sword Sect closed their eyes in unison: It's over, the seedlings of the Fairy Sword Sect that have just risen have been strangled in the cradle by others again.
Ye Feng held the big sword in his hand and slashed at Baturu with all his might.
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