Chapter 157 Lin Qingjie's Death

"Kill!"

After shouting angrily, Ye Feng jumped into the crowd and threw more than ten punches in succession. Countless dazzling fist shadows were as fast as lightning, bombarding the warriors who surrounded him from all directions. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

Boom.

The fist shadow flashed by, and no one was his opponent. The seven or eight children of the four major families around him were blasted into corpses before they even had time to scream.

The screams on the mountain peaks continued, the broken limbs flew, and the blood sprayed like a fountain.

The blood dyed the entire area red, which was shocking.

Seeing the slaughtering situation like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, Lin Qingjie's eyes were full of horror.

This result was something he could never have imagined.

"This... is impossible!"

He murmured to himself.

One punch, forcing back the top ten masters of the three yellow lists, and even blowing one of them up in the air, and then starting the slaughter, with such strength, I am afraid that Hua Tiancheng would find it difficult to do it.

"The power of artistic conception..."

"He has already comprehended the power of artistic conception. How can we provoke this person?"

Zhuge Chengyun, who was extremely grateful, glanced at the scattered corpses on the ground. Fear appeared in his eyes, and then he swayed his feet and retreated directly to the hillside in the opposite direction.

"Zhuge Chengyun, even if Ye Feng comprehended the power of artistic conception, it is obviously impossible to stimulate the second punch in a short time. You and I may not lose if we join forces." Seeing Zhuge Chengyun retreat, Lin Qingjie's face became very embarrassed.

"As long as you kill this person, everything will belong to you." He gritted his teeth and shouted.

Zhuge Chengyun can leave, but Lin Qingjie can't. In other words, Ye Feng can let Zhuge Chengyun go, but he will never let Lin Qingjie go.

He and Ye Feng are completely in a situation of life and death. That's why Lin Qingjie said such words.

However, such temptation did not make Zhuge Chengyun turn around.

He was completely frightened by the punch just now and lost the courage to fight Ye Feng.

Even if Ye Feng had a treasure that could make a warrior become a god in one step, he could not inspire Zhuge Chengyun's heroic spirit.

The most precious treasure must be enjoyed by a person alive.

"Cowardly rat, you are still the sixth on the Yellow List in vain."

Lin Qingjie cursed loudly. He knew that Zhuge Chengyun could not turn back to fight to the death, so he could only shake his body and fly towards Ye Feng.

The long sword in his hand drew countless sword flowers in an instant.

"Ye Feng, your punch containing the power of artistic conception just now was indeed fierce, but it is obviously not used a second time. Now, let's see what other means you have. Go to hell!"

"Killing you is like killing a dog. Why do I need the power of artistic conception?"

Ye Feng sneered, and a hint of sarcasm rose at the corner of his mouth: "As long as you can catch my punch, I, Lord Ye Feng, will spare your life."

"What?"

Lin Qingjie's face sank when he heard this.

A few months ago, Ye Feng was still an ant that he did not care about, but now he actually does not take him seriously.

No matter how strong he is, if he doesn't use the power of artistic conception, it's wishful thinking to defeat him with one blow.

"Lin Qingjie, you've been against me everywhere. I would never let you go."

Ye Feng's face was extremely cold, and he said lightly: "But, God has the virtue of loving life, now I give you a chance, one punch, I will only throw one punch, if you don't die, you are lucky."

As soon as the words fell, his momentum suddenly surged, and his true energy soared into the sky.

"Die!"

Swish!

Ye Feng's figure passed over the heads of several children from aristocratic families, flew over Lin Qingjie like lightning, and crushed him with one punch.

"Lion Tyrant"

This time, Ye Feng used the strongest move in the "Beast King Fist". A majestic phantom of a lion king suddenly appeared in the air, roaring to the sky, wrapped in rolling waves, and covered Lin Qingjie's head.

Only earth-level martial arts can stimulate the phantom of vitality, and with Ye Feng's strength, combined with the full-strength attack of earth-level martial arts, the power can be imagined.

"Even if you have practiced earth-level martial arts, don't think of killing me with one punch!"

Facing the overwhelming phantom of the lion king, Lin Qingjie's eyes showed a trace of fear, and then his face became very solemn, his momentum became stronger, and the strong true energy also began to gather on his fists.

After a roar, his fists were like a dragon out of the sea, directly hitting the phantom falling on his head.

Boom!

The two figures intersected up and down.

The air wave stimulated by the collision of vitality overturned many warriors around, and the shocking explosion made many people's heads buzz.

Crack!

The rock under his feet made a slight sound, and cracked instantly, and thick cracks spread rapidly around.

Lin Qingjie was suppressed by a powerful force, his whole body was shaken, blood spit out from his mouth, his body sank instantly, and his waist and below were directly inserted into the rocks.

His head drooped softly, and almost all the bones below the chest were smashed into pieces by the huge force. After spitting out a series of blood bubbles, his lifeless eyes finally dimmed and lost the brilliance of life.

One punch.

Without using the power of artistic conception, it really took only one punch to kill Lin Qingjie, who was ranked ninth on the Yellow List.

The whole mountain was silent. The only more than ten children left from the four major families had dull eyes. Everyone was like petrified, not knowing whether to continue the attack or to disperse and escape.

Under the gaze of a series of ghost-like eyes, Ye Feng turned his eyes and scanned these children from the families who didn't know what they were talking about.

He spoke in a cold voice.

"If you want to live, hand over your storage ring."

No one dared to disobey.

Zhuge Chengyun, the three masters who led the team to encircle Ye Feng, was frightened and fled early. The remaining Shangguan Zheng and Lin Qingjie were killed by Ye Feng with one punch respectively. The remaining more than ten people on the scene were frightened to the point of weakness under the gaze of Ye Feng.

More than a dozen people handed their storage rings to Ye Feng one after another. There were even a few who knew what was interesting. They searched for storage rings on the bodies killed by Ye Feng and handed them all over.

"Anyone who knows the whereabouts of Hua Tianli can take back their storage rings."

Soon, Ye Feng had more than 30 storage rings in his hand.

"Master Ye..., Hua Tianli quickly contacted the people of Feiyun Sect after entering the secret realm. Now he should follow Lu Yuanhong and others to the Central Ancient Hall. As long as Master Ye keeps going deeper, he will definitely meet them in the ancient hall."

After thinking for a while, one of the children of the aristocratic family stepped forward and said.

Ye Feng nodded and let him take back his storage ring.

"Who else has seen the Third Prince and the Seventh Princess?" Ye Feng wanted to leave, but he suddenly thought of something and continued to ask.

"Reporting to Master Ye, the Third Prince and the Seventh Princess are walking with other princes and nobles. These people will not go deep into the secret realm. They should still be in the outermost area at the moment, and there will be no blind warriors to provoke them, so they should be safe. After the secret realm is closed in a few days, they will be automatically teleported out." Another child from a noble family replied.

Hearing this person's answer, Ye Feng felt much more at ease.

There are many monsters in the depths of the secret realm. With Huo Jing'er's strength, it can be said that it is difficult to move forward.

The Third Prince has a top-grade spiritual sword, but at most he can only barely protect himself.

It's best if they don't go deep...