Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

This is more like saying it directly to him.

Yes.

It sure is.

He must have discovered his existence long ago.

fart before.

later urine.

And now.

Obviously, it proved that he knew his existence for a long time, and the purpose of his coming was also directly expressed, it turned out to be for the Huntian Stele.

But your uncle's.

If you want to mess with the sky tablet, you can say it straight, if I give it to you, it will be over. If you insist on torturing me to death, I will say it slowly?

While crying, the virtual shadow waved his palm.

Immediately, the black stone tablet that was floating above the main hall, which had been motionless, trembled slightly.

Then it fell and fell to the ground.

"Oh?"

Yi Feng turned his head quickly and was slightly surprised when he saw the black bricks on the ground.

Never thought that luck was so good that a brick actually fell from the roof.

Go over and pick it up.

You don't say it.

Pretty decent.

"very nice."

Yi Feng weighed it in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. After all, for self-defense, something is better than nothing.

Seeing Yi Feng seemed satisfied, Xu Ying breathed a sigh of relief in the corner.

Although this Huntian monument is precious, it is not as precious as his life.

Although he was already in a state of undead, the more this was the case, the more he cherished this last lingering.

Looking at the countless passages linking the hall, Yi Feng found one at random and drilled into it.

Seeing Yi Feng finally leaving, the phantom huddled in the corner was finally relieved, and his face was full of the look of the rest of his life.

"Damn, what kind of ghost place is this?"

Walking in the winding and rugged passage, Yi Feng cursed with an ugly face, and he didn't know where to go after walking for a long time.

"Bang bang."

At this moment, he clearly heard the sound of weapons connecting in front of him.

Yi Feng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly slipped over to where the voice came from.

It is to see that in the passage ahead, there are two figures who are playing with great joy.

After a collision, the two looked at each other and stared at each other.

The two fighting were a man and a woman.

The woman has a beautiful face, a tall stature, and holds a three-foot long sword in her hand.

It was Yun Yaoyao.

But at the moment, her face was dignified, and there were traces of blood dripping from the corners of her mouth, apparently injured.

The other is a middle-aged man, wearing a gray coat.

He has a gutter nose, and holds two claws, and he looks sinister at first glance.

"Yun Yaoyao."

"If it's outside, I'm afraid it's really not easy to win you, but now we don't have any cultivation bases, and we fight with the flesh. You can't be my opponent at all as a woman." The eagle-nosed man said coldly. : "I advise you to hurry up and capture."

Yun Yaoyao's face was full of despair, but in the face of the threat of the hook nose, she still did not give in, instead she clenched the long sword in her hand and said coldly, "Old Demon Yan, don't talk about those useless, Hurry up and do it!"

"It seems that you really don't eat and drink fine wine, but you are still stubborn at this time." Old Demon Yan said coldly: "You must know that there will be no living people in this kind of place, no one can saved you."

"Fuck your mother's fart."

"I'm not human?"

However, just as his voice fell, a scolding sound came from behind him, and at the same time, a sudden kick suddenly landed on his back.

The sudden attack made Old Demon stagger.

His face changed, and he turned around quickly to look, and suddenly found a young man holding a brick standing behind him.

And the desperate Yun Yaoyao also did not expect that in this desperate time, someone would actually save her.

She also hurriedly looked over with amazed eyes.

Seeing this, she immediately shuddered.

This familiar figure...

Isn't it the mortal who got along with her day and night before.

She was still worried about Yi Feng's life and death before, she never imagined that Yi Feng was still alive and well.

"It's great that you're okay!"

she exclaimed in surprise.

"You know each other?"

When Old Demon Yan heard Yun Yaoyao's voice, he immediately stared at Yi Feng and shouted with a gloomy face: "Boy, even if you know each other, but I have to warn you, don't meddle in our affairs, or I will let you die without a burial. place."

heard.

Yun Yaoyao changed slightly.

He also gave Yi Feng a quick wink.

Obviously, it was to signal Yi Feng to leave.

Because from her point of view, Old Demon Yan was not something that a mortal Yi Feng could afford.

Since Yi Feng was able to save his life, she didn't want Yi Feng to risk her life because of this.

However, what neither of them thought was that Yi Feng said very strongly: "Then I will not leave, I will take care of it."

Yi Feng's words made both of them unbelievable.

Yun Yaoyao had a worried look on her face, she never imagined that this mortal would be so courageous to actually provoke Old Demon Yan.

In the eyes of Old Demon Yan, there was also a strong killing intent.

Never thought that this kid would actually ignore his threats.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the long claw in his hand moved and enveloped Yi Feng.

"Be careful."

Yun Yaoyao shouted.

But as soon as her voice fell, Yi Feng easily avoided the attack of Old Demon Yan and knocked a brick on Old Demon Yan's head.

Old Demon Yan, who had not cultivated to protect his body, was suddenly bleeding, and his eyes were staring, and he staggered in place.

hiss!

This scene.

Directly let Yun Yaoyao cover her red lips, staring at her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.

This mortal.

It's too fierce.

Actually a brick was knocked on the head of Yan Laomo?

How did he do that?

You must know that even if they have no cultivation base, they still have many years of combat experience, and their physical strength is definitely comparable to that of others.

But Old Demon Yan was beaten by a mortal, which is really unbelievable.

And Old Demon Yan, who was holding his head, did not expect that he would suffer such a blow, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Little bastard, do you know who I am, I am Old Demon Yan Claw of Central Continent, how dare you hurt me? , are you dying?"

"Fuck it!"

But what he didn't expect was that Yi Feng groaned impatiently, and another brick was knocked on his head.

This scene.

Yun Yaoyao's eyelids jumped next to her.

He rushed over and hurriedly said: "You have made a big disaster, this person is a cultivator of Emperor Wu, and he is from Central Continent, with a powerful force behind him, if you hurt him like this, he will not let you go, I am afraid I will be difficult to keep it. you."

"so what?"

Yi Feng glanced at the staggering Old Demon Yan, and after patching another brick and knocking him to the ground, he added slowly, "Under the dimensionality reduction and suppression you said, cultivators do not practice cultivation. What's the difference, isn't it a weak chicken?"

Yun Yaoyao froze in place.

But I always felt that it was inappropriate for a mortal Yi Feng to label a Martial Emperor like this, so he quickly said: "There is indeed no cultivation here, but after you go out, aren't you afraid of his revenge?"

"Then shoot him to death."

Yi Feng weighed the bricks in his hand and said.

Yun Yaoyao was stunned for a while.

Facing Yi Feng's words.

She was speechless.

But she had to admit that what she said was true.

But hearing such words from a mortal's mouth, she always felt a little unreal.

But what she didn't expect was that Yi Feng took action directly.

He snatched the long sword from her hand and plunged it into Old Demon Yan's chest.

Neat.

Not at all sloppy.

Looking at Old Demon Yan who lost his breath, Yun Yaoyao couldn't calm down for a long time.

This mortal Yi Feng...

To actually kill a Martial Emperor in front of her? !

If this is said, I am afraid it will set off a sensation in the entire continent.

And Old Demon Yan would never have imagined in his life that he had finally cultivated to Emperor Wu, but he was actually planted in the hands of a mortal.

"What are you still doing, collecting the spoils?"

Yi Feng rolled her eyes at her and said.

Hearing this, Yun Yaoyao just reacted and took off Old Demon Yan's storage ring.

As soon as it was opened, there was a dazzling array of various treasures inside, which made Yun Yaoyao's state of mind astonished.

"Well, this person was killed by me after all. Logically, these things should belong to me."

"But I can't use this cultivator's stuff, so..."

Rubbing his nose, Yi Feng took out the pen and paper again.

"Will you make another IOU?"

"Uh?"

"It's yours, and you give me another million, okay?"

"I, this, a million gold coins?"

"You cultivators are so worthless?"

"No, I mean..."

"That's fine, just one million."

Yi Feng wrote the IOU neatly, pulled up Yun Yaoyao who was still sluggish, and pressed her palm on the IOU, and then she was satisfied to put away the IOU.

"Remember, you owe me two million."