Supreme Medicinal God

Seeing Ye Feng dare to talk back, the big man who took the axe would throw the axe. The master waved his hand and stopped him.

The older brother was not conscientiously found to prevent his companion from hurting Ye Feng, but the wind was too tight recently, fearing that the injured person would be hit by others, affecting their plan to find Mu Ling.

The brothers gave a glance to the big men. They understood and walked far away to prevent others from being around and causing unnecessary trouble.

The elder brother jumped lightly and jumped onto the roof. He confidently killed a person like Ye Feng, and he could squeeze him to death with one hand.

He smiled and walked to Ye Feng: "Handsome, is this fun? Would you like to enter the house for a cup of tea?"

Ye Feng sighed in his heart. It was really insidious. He looked pretty handsome, but his heart was like a viper. If he knew of his hidden murder, he really thought he wanted to invite himself into the house to drink tea.

The master's hand rested on his back, and his internal force secretly spit out, ready to smash Ye Feng's heart.

Judging from the internal force of the palm of the master's hand, his cultivation base is at the mid-level realm level, which is a higher level than Chen Wu who died in his own hands last year.

Pretending not to realize the other party's killing opportunity, Ye Feng looked at the elder brother without expression: "Are you the elder brother?"

The master froze for a while, and then the palm of his hand stretched back again, and asked cautiously, "How do you know that I am a brother?"

Ye Feng shook the phone in his hand: "The owner of this phone told me."

The older brother was also an alert person. He stopped and felt that Ye Feng was too calm.

Everyone jumped on the roof lightly, and everyone would be surprised, but from Ye Feng's eyes, he could not see anything, only to see calm as water.

"What about bald people? How could his phone be in your hands."

Ye Feng smiled: "The wooden spirit you think of is on the south, the second one on the left side of the tree with a curved neck."

Grand Master suddenly seemed to be frozen, and his body became stiff. No one knew about Mu Ling except their brothers and masters. How did this strange guy know?

Maybe it was a coincidence?

This probability is too small.

The master's face became ruthless, his hands and fingers were darkened, and his fists were like a pair of black hammers.

"Boy, you know too much. Originally, I wanted to save you a life."

Master Tianquanmen's double fists hit Ye Feng's chest fiercely. He was worried that Ye Feng was an ancient warrior. He came up with 60% of his strength and used the most powerful killing trick in Tian Luo Quan.

He felt he was too careful. He used a sabre to kill the chicken, because his fists were one millimeter away from Ye Feng’s chest. He confirmed that he could hit Ye Feng’s chest hard. Ye Feng did not hide, but seemed to be shocked. .

The master is confident that this punch can completely discount the sternum in front of him and even break his heart. It seems that he will dig a pit to deal with the body again tonight.

He also heard the sound of a crisp fracture, but the sound of the fracture was accompanied by the pain of the heartbreaking lung.

He screamed in pain, like a stone, volleying out of the sky, the small bones of his arms were completely broken, the spine of the white flower pierced the flesh, and the bloody flesh of the broken arm was blurred.

The master fell to the ground from the roof, and his forehead burst with blue pain, oozing sweat from the big bucket, shaking his hands, desperately looking at Ye Feng on the roof.

The cold wind blew on Ye Feng's hair, and at that moment, the divine power like Wan Jun came out through the body, and the stormy waves like furiously hit the master's legs.

The master's legs were also broken in two pieces, the lower leg was turned over, and the bones of the white flower pierced the skin, and the blood and flesh at the break were blurred.

The master screamed screamingly, and cut through the silence of the forest. The brothers who were guarding the other heard the screaming, and they thought it was Ye Feng's screaming.

They couldn't help but sneer, which means that heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, but you want to come, and actually climb to the roof, even if you climb to the world, you can't escape the palm of our master.

But they soon realized that the screaming person was the master. He heard the voice of the master and hurried to the ranger's office.

Master's physique is really strong, his limbs are broken, and the blood at the break is like a spring, there is no pain and fainted.

He was constantly wailing, and he realized that Ye Feng on the roof was no longer that gentle young man, but a terrifying demon.

"Brother, forgive me, I have no grudges with you, don't kill me."

Ye Feng lives under the lofty sky, just like the gods watching the evil spirits in hell, full of contempt and hatred.

"The ranger has no resentment against you, you still killed him, I have no resentment against you, you just wanted to punch me to death. You don't have the slightest compassion, why should I have mercy on you?"

The master's eyes were filled with despair and wept tremblingly: "Then please kill me, don't make me so painful."

"I don't think this kind of pain is enough for a wicked person like you."

Ye Feng read out again, a ray of magical power was exerted to split the tendons, and the master suddenly straightened his body, shaking like a sieve bean, and wished to fold his body in half.

He seemed to have tens of thousands of steel needles puncturing back and forth in his body. The pain made him fainted, and he awakened from the pain if it was tortured.

When the three disciples of Tianquanmen saw that the bones of both hands and legs of the master were stabbed from the broken place, the flesh and blood were vague, and the blood was flowing like a spring, and they were suddenly scared.

"Brother, what's wrong with you."

"God, why did you fall like this?"

Ye Feng shook his head. These three people were really stupid. They fell from the top of the first-floor bungalow. They wouldn't fall into such a fracture. They would kill them and dirty their hands.

It was still the second elder brother who had a higher comprehension, and he glanced at Ye Feng, who was above him, suddenly realized.

"It's the kid who made a ghost. He made the big brother look like this."

"This kid is so powerful, can he hurt the brother?"

The other two big men looked at each other, they didn't believe the second brother's speculation, it was impossible, this kid looked gentle and gentle, could it be like this?

In their minds, the ancient warriors of the master-level realm, but they exist like gods.

"No matter, kill him and take revenge on the brother."

Brother II took out the sharp axe in his waist, and with a vicious look, he jumped on the roof, raised the sharp axe in his hand, and cut it down hard against Ye Feng.

At the moment when his axe was about to be cut to Ye Feng, Brother II's axe made a weird track in mid-air, traversed in front of Ye Feng, and severely chopped Brother II's own thigh.

The axe was extremely sharp, and the second brother was doing his best. The axe actually cut off his own thigh.

(End of this chapter)