Seeing the dense figures of Rakshasa pounced towards him, Ye Feng was completely useless and took a breath.

"Get out!" The tongue burst into spring thunder.

A angrily shout carried Ye Feng's mid-stage spiritual consciousness and dispersed towards the world.

The spiritual consciousness of the Jindan monk was originally accompanied by mental attacks, but when he saw the dense Rakshasa, he was shocked by the sound, and he was dizzy, unable to tell the difference between the east, west, south and north. Even close Rakshasa was shocked and fell from the roof.

"The spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of the Golden Pill stage? How did Ye Feng practice this? He can have the spiritual consciousness in the Golden Pill stage in less than a year of practice?"

When everyone who was meditating and recovered from their anger changed their faces, they couldn't help but feel a little regretful about joining together to plot against Ye Feng.

"Since you guys don't welcome me, I'm not here anymore. You better pray that you can break my weak water, otherwise you all will die here."

Speaking of this, Ye Feng's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Ye Feng knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. Although he wanted to kill these people in one fell swoop, he could not tell himself rationally, at least not now.

"If you survive by chance, don't meet me again, otherwise I will kill each other."

"Arrogant, who do you think you are just a chess piece that we abandoned?" Yin Luo burst into sharp sword energy.

"You will be the first among these people to die at my hands."

Ye Feng glanced at him lightly.

"Is that right?" Yin Luo smiled disdainfully.

"If you don't believe it, let you see it! Although time is a bit tight now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng in front of him suddenly disappeared. A palm with golden light seemed to be poking out from the void, and actually ignored the layer of streaming light and directly penetrated into the aperture.

Yin Luo, who was still meditating and recovering his anger, didn't react at all, or he believed too much about the defense of the medium-grade jade talisman. His eyes shrank and shocked, his palm holding the sword suddenly waved.

"Bang!"

As the fists and palms touched each other, Yin Luo's arm was instantly twisted and deformed.

"I have accepted your sword and storage ring."

The palm disappeared strangely, leaving a blood mist and a scream in the aperture.

The protective energy was used, and the sharp weak water was carried into the energy and turned into an invincible blade, leaving a bright red blood path among the countless Rakshasa crowds. The blood path was covered with flesh mud and broken limbs. The smell of blood in the air was filled with countless shrill screams.

Seeing Ye Feng use his protective energy to rush around countless Rakshasa and break out of a bloody path, they were frightened to see it.

Bloody, cruel, powerful, and forbearing. At this moment, they seemed to have a new understanding of Ye Feng.

"Ah! Ah! Ye Feng, you break my palm and I swear to kill you. Golden Light Peak will not let you go."

Yin Luo roared and roared throughout the sky. He looked at his palm that had become a pile of meat paste in disbelief. He still didn't know why Ye Feng could strangely penetrate the defense of the middle-grade jade talisman and injure him, and take away his storage ring and silver light sword.
Chapter completed!