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

"Do you think you'll be awesome just by making a move?"

Just like that, one knife after another...

A few men in black didn't even show their skills, and were cut down by Yi Feng effortlessly, leaving only the man in the lead on the ground, dying.

In such a scene, the two masters and servants next to them have long been fooled. The boss of the two with red lips is full of surprise.

It can be seen from the breath that these seven people are all Emperor Wu.

However, just like these seven Martial Emperors, in front of the young man in front of him, without the slightest resistance, they were killed with a few swords.

The key is that they haven't been able to see clearly what this young man is doing!

"Didn't you rob me, keep robbing you, you rubbish!"

Yi Feng put the kitchen knife on the head of the man's neck and shouted coldly.

"I, I was wrong, spare me, spare me, please spare me."

"Uuuuu... I shouldn't rob you."

Feeling the cold light on the kitchen knife, the leading man knelt down on the ground and let out a voice of remorse.

"Humph."

"I thought you were so good. Weren't you a little bit feisty just now?"

Yi Feng snorted coldly, and couldn't help but cast a disdainful glance to the side.

However.

It was Yi Feng's sudden glance and distraction, and a ferocious cold light flashed in the eyes of the leading man, and suddenly burst from the ground.

At the same time as the explosion, the vitality of his whole body surged in his body and gathered towards his right hand.

In an instant.

An energy ball that was about to move was condensed in his hand, sweeping the rolling storm.

"Hahaha, you are still too tender."

"You should have killed me just now. Since you didn't kill me immediately, then bear my dying counterattack!"

A crazy voice came out of his mouth, revealing the appearance of a desperado, and pushed the powerful attack in his hand at Yi Feng's chest.

"what!"

"Be careful."

Seeing this, the two master and servant who were watching the battle suddenly widened their terrified eyes, and anxiously shouted at Yi Feng to remind him.

They never imagined that as a martial emperor master, he would be so insidious and cunning.

but.

All this is too late!

The process from the man in black condensing the attack to when he pushed it into Yi Feng's chest actually only happened in an instant.

This palm with a powerful energy ball landed directly on Yi Feng's chest.

This blow, hit!

"Is he dead?"

The two masters and servants watching the battle saw Yi Feng's palm, and their hearts froze, Mei Mei stared at Yi Feng, and guessed in their hearts.

Although they were shocked by Yi Feng's previous strength, they could bear the blow of Emperor Wu so close and unprepared.

The man in black who attacked also held his breath and looked at Yi Feng.

Those eagle-like eyes were motionless.

"do you died?"

He also had the same uneasy guess in his heart.

wind.

whizzed by.

this moment.

There was a deadly silence in the arena, and even everyone's breathing was silent.

suddenly.

A voice broke the silence.

"You touch me?"

The voice came out of Yi Feng's mouth, and at the same time he rubbed his chest with his palm.

"You have to touch me before you die, what a **** counterattack on the deathbed, it's not too hurtful enough to be insulting enough!"

He raised his palm and slapped the man in black with a big mouth, turning him to the ground and stepping on his chest with the soles of his feet.

In this scene, the master and servant, who had their hearts in their throats, were dumbfounded.

touch, touch you?

Emperor Wu's blow was actually described as touching you...

This sounds, why is it so flattering.

The man in black who was stepped on the ground was even more sluggish, staring at Yi Feng with bloodshot eyes.

Unprepared to withstand his strongest blow, but nothing at all?

"You, who are you?"

The man in black asked with unwillingness and fear in his eyes.

"Who do you say I am?"

Yi Feng sneered.

The man looked at Yi Feng.

"I am your uncle."

Yi Feng dropped a kitchen knife, neatly.

So far.

All seven men in black lost their lives.

"Really, everyone dares to stop and rob people these days. I really thought I was a vegetarian."

Yi Feng pulled up the man in black's clothes, and while scolding, he wiped away the blood on the kitchen knife and put it in.

After putting away the kitchen knife, Yi Feng straightened his spotless robe, turned his head to look at the two women, and showed a faint smile.

"The two girls don't have to worry."

he said softly.

Hearing this, the master and servant shivered, and they quickly walked over and leaned over beside Yi Feng, shouting respectfully, "Meet the seniors."

"Hey, what senior is not senior, isn't it just killing a few garbage." Yi Feng quickly helped the two girls up and said disapprovingly.

The two girls couldn't help but twitch.

Emperor Wu took a piece of rubbish, and these words really made them not know what to say.

But there is absolutely no way to refute it.

After all, what people said was right. The seven Emperor Wu just fell down like chopping melons and vegetables. In the eyes of others, Emperor Wu is probably really garbage!

"I want to thank you too."

Yi Feng then added that, after all, these two girls are cowardly, but the kindness to help him can still be seen.

"Senior is too polite, senior doesn't need our help at all, but we have become a burden to senior." The two women said nervously.

"You two are too polite."

Although what the two women said was true, Yi Feng didn't want to attack their good behavior of helping each other in the face of injustice, so he comforted with joking words: "The presence of the two of you has given me courage, after all. In front of beautiful women, I can burst out this kind of power."

Yi Feng's joke made the nervous two women cover their mouths and smile.

Unexpectedly, this master is so funny and humorous.

And looking at his immaculate and gentle appearance, it seems difficult to think of the terrifying figure who just made seven emperors become forgetful under the sword!

The two sides chatted again for a while.

I learned that the girl's name is Ye Yi, next to her little maid Xiaochun.

"By the way, is there a city ahead?" Yi Feng asked.

"Reporting to the seniors, there is a Guantang City dozens of miles ahead." Ye Yi replied respectfully.

"It's good to have a city."

Yi Feng nodded with a smile, and said at the same time, "Miss Ye, you don't need to call me senior or anything, it's just a mortal. There's no need to be a cultivator."

"Where... mortal?"

Ye Yi opened her red lips and looked at Yi Feng in disbelief.

"I still can't lie to you, do you think I look like someone with cultivation?" Yi Feng spread his hands and smiled.

Ye Yi twitched her mouth.

right.

mortal.

It looked like a mortal on the surface, but she really believed it at first.

But after witnessing Yi Feng kill seven Martial Emperors with her own eyes, she could only say that she had never seen such a mortal in her life.

So Ye Yi couldn't help laughing and said, "Senior is really joking. If Senior is really a mortal, how could it be possible to deal with those seven people so easily."

"What can't this be solved?"

Yi Feng said with a smile: "They are originally crooked melons and cracked dates, and it is not only cultivators who can beat seven, mortals can also."

"Senior is joking again, how could mortals beat seven of them." Ye Yi smiled, thinking that Yi Feng was making fun of her.

etc.

But just finished.

She seemed to notice something was wrong.

What Yi Feng said just now is that mortals can play seven at a time?

He means?

Ye Yi suddenly remembered that when Yi Feng killed these seven people just now, he didn't show any breath, and he didn't use any means of immortal cultivators.

hiss!

Thinking back to this point, Ye Yi took a sharp breath.

That is to say.

The one in front of me killed seven Martial Emperors just by mortal means?