quiet!

At this moment, the air in front of the stall seemed to be frozen!

Countless passers-by around looked at the third commander Zheng Rong, whose face was covered in blood and almost beaten into a pig's head on the ground, and could hardly believe their eyes!

"Oh...oh my god! Then, is that still Zhengrong? He was beaten like this!"

"Incredible! What kind of monster is that guy from the Half-Step Divine Sect!"

"Holy shit! You're awesome! Apocalypse has an amazing existence. He even dares to attack Master Lang's subordinate Qingrong!"

"..."

In an instant, shocking words fell from the surroundings!

And when these words fell into the ears of the third commander, Zheng Rong, his complexion suddenly turned livid!

Wow!

My throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"How could...this monster!"

Zhengrong's eyes looked at Ye Feng, filled with boundless fear and resentment!

He discovered that even at his peak divine strength, he was extremely weak in front of this half-step divine sect!

I can't take every palm from the opponent!

He had only experienced this feeling of terror and despair with his young master, Young Master Lang!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

At this moment, the more than 20 sacred warriors brought by Zhengrong were sweating profusely, almost peeing in fear!

They never dreamed that the night wind could be so cruel!

clatter!

When Night Breeze takes a step forward!

Hurrah!

The more than twenty saints all took a step back suddenly, their faces full of horror, and cold sweat dripping from their faces!

Looking at Ye Feng, he seemed to be looking at a terrifying beast!

"Are you convinced?"

Ye Feng's solemn words fell!

Immediately, Zhengrong's chest stagnated, and traces of scarlet blood flowed from the corners of his mouth again!

Damn you, after beating me, ask me if I accept it?

How dare I refuse to accept it?

Zhengrong knew that if he dared to say half a word 'no', what he was waiting for was an even more violent slap in the face!

At the moment, I could only lower my head and say with resentment:

"Clothes……"

Clang!

However, just after he finished speaking, a golden sword flashed out!

I almost scared Zhengrong to the point of peeing!

He looked at Ye Feng holding a sword in one hand, with murderous intent on his face, and was so frightened that he lost his mind:

"I...I've given in, and you still want to kill me?"

Beads of cold sweat were constantly flowing down from his long forehead!

He knew that if Ye Feng wanted to kill him, even the twenty sacred men around him would be unable to resist him at all!

"You're done, damn it!" Ye Feng said calmly.

This sentence made Zhengrong's head full of black lines:

"Then...what if I don't accept it?"

"If you don't accept it, you will be damned!"

puff!

In an instant, Zhengrong spurted out a mouthful of old blood again!

Damn it, if you kill me no matter what, why do you ask me if I accept it?

And just when Zhengrong was frightened to death, the terrifying voice of the night wind came again:

"There is resentment in your eyes! I don't like resentful people!"

"So, whether you accept it or not, you will die!"

After saying this!

Ye Feng waved one hand, and the golden sword was about to strike Zhengrong hard!

not good!

This scene made Zhengrong tremble with fear.

He found that the golden sword seemed to contain the law of the universe. No matter whether he dodge or counterattack, he would be beheaded by the sword!

Immediately, Zhengrong was so frightened that he urinated profusely!

As for the remaining twenty-odd saints and dead souls, no one dared to step forward to stop him!

Only Massacre Sheng and others were so horrified that they all knelt down on the ground:

"Master, calm down!!!"

Um?

Ye Feng frowned, paused with his sword, and stared at Tu Mie Shengsheng and others with his cold eyes!

At this moment, Tu Mi and the others felt as if they were being targeted by a ferocious and violent beast!

If he couldn't give a reason, Ye Feng would even kill himself and others!

At that moment, Tu Mi and others all said in trembling voice:

"Master! The third commander is a member of Young Master Lang. Young Master Wolf has always been on good terms with our Black Dragon banner! If Master kills his men, it will only make it difficult for the Black Dragon Guild to gain a foothold on Apokolips!"

"Master, please spare the life of the third commander!"

After saying that, Tu Mi and the others all prostrate themselves on the ground.

Hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes flashed and he stared straight at the third commander, Zheng Rong!

Suddenly, Zhengrong's scalp felt numb, and he quickly said with a pale face:

"First... don't worry, sir, Zhengrong will not dare to feel resentment! If he dares to retaliate, his body will not be left alive!"

Zhengrong almost made a blood oath!

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction:

"Remember your words, if there is a next time, I will let you die in purgatory howling miserably!"

For Ye Feng, he didn't care about Zhengrong's revenge at all!

In his eyes, he just doesn't want to cause any more trouble and waste energy!

That's all!

At that moment, Ye Feng didn't even look at Zheng Rong, and directly took the demon's thing from the hand of the lame old man!

Then he led Slaughter Sheng and others and left!

Until Ye Feng and others left!

Plop!

Zhengrong's whole body just collapsed to the ground!

His back was completely wet with cold sweat, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

"Third Commander! Are you...are you okay?"

At that moment, a saint stepped forward to help Zhengrong!

Zhengrong became angry and kicked this holy man to the ground!

Then he stood up:

"Is everything okay? I was almost beaten to death. Do you think everything is okay?"

Thinking that he had just walked through the gates of hell, Zhengrong was still frightened and frightened!
To be continued...