Chapter one hundred and seventy-one, fellows are ferocious!(2/2)
Mao Feng then understood and said, "So you are the risk factors of Jinghai... What about my senior brother and junior brother Caigen and others? Why didn't you be killed?"
"Because they were killed." Ao Ye said.
Mao Feng was shocked and shouted angrily: "You killed my senior brother?"
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"It's not over." Ao Ye said, "I only killed your senior brother... and there is another one who plays chess... Caigen was not dead, and he was almost poisoned to death by your senior brother, but we rescued him."
"This is impossible." Mao Feng's eyes were blood red, and murderous aura was filled with: "I speak nonsense and lies. We brothers love each other, how could the eldest brother kill Caigen? The person the eldest brother loves the most is Caigen... Do you think I will believe such a bad rumor?"
"I don't care who you are. If I really kill my senior brother and Su Qi, I won't be able to get out of this Yunmeng Mountain... Our Yunmeng Mountain and you will never stop..."
"I think this too." Ao Ye nodded and said, "Call your master out, I want to talk to him."
"If you want to see my master, then step over my body..." Mao Feng shouted angrily.
Ao Ye's body suddenly appeared behind Mao Feng. No, one of his bodies was still standing beside Ao Miaomiao, but the other body had already appeared behind Mao Feng.
Move the phantom!
This is not the speed that ordinary human eyes can see, or even the speed that practitioners like Mao Feng can see.
Mao Feng felt a cool feeling behind him, and had a premonition that someone was coming from behind him. Before he could turn around and turn around, the brush in his hand turned into a dagger and stabbed Ao Ye behind him in the chest.
However, when the Mao Feng was halfway through, he suddenly paused.
Because Ao Ye reached out and grabbed his throat, locked the strength and energy in his body, making it difficult for him to breathe and it was difficult for him to generate any true qi to resist.
Mao Feng's face was red and his forehead was purple.
I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but my throat was buzzing and I couldn't make any sound.
"I didn't expect you to make such a request." Ao Ye said.
His palms were gently pressed, and only a crisp "click" sound was heard.
Mao Feng's neck was pinched off.
Ao Ye let go and threw Mao Feng's body to the ground.
Then, he raised his foot...
Chapter completed!