Xin Yang and Xin Feng died, and they all died in the hands of the same person.

The crowd of onlookers looked at Ye Chen. The mood at this moment could not be described in words. The two talents who assassinated the League died one after another. Just thinking about it, they knew that the assassination League would erupt into endless anger, and the whole sand city would tremble.

"You have offended the assassination League by killing Xin Yang and Xin Feng. If you kill again, the world is so big that there will be no place for you." Lu Kui stared at Ye Chen with gloomy eyes.

"So, I can't kill you?" Ye Chen's mouth showed a sense of banter. He was stupid. Lu Kui threatened Ye Chen and slipped the world.

Zhenyuan surged out of his body crazily. His left hand was feminine and his right hand was just fierce. The two different forces merged with each other, with a powerful and thrilling momentum.

Lu Kui's eyes couldn't help looking at Ye Chen's hands. Fear flashed in his eyes. Even Xin Feng couldn't resist this punch. He didn't even have the courage to look straight.

Looking at Ye Chen's slow steps, Lu Kui's eyes flickered. Ye Chen stepped forward step by step. He kept retreating step by step, and the psychological pressure became more and more terrible.

Space, dead and frightening, only the sound of two people's footsteps.

"I'll kill anyone who dares to step forward!"

Ye Chen's head turned and his cold eyes swept through the disciples of Tianfen Pavilion. It was such a simple glance that more than a dozen of them were frightened and didn't dare to move at all.

They know that the boy never tells lies.

He said he killed Xin Feng, and he killed him so heartily.

If he vented his anger on them, there is no doubt that today next year will be their death day.

Ten steps, nine steps, they were getting closer and closer. Lu Kui's face was unpredictable, sometimes pale, sometimes iron blue. Finally, he roared: "want me to die? You dream!"

Facing the threat of death, Lu Kui burst out his last strength. The flame burned. The whole person was like a roaring fire tiger, attacking Ye Chen's head.

However, ye Chen's face was still calm at this time. He didn't pay attention to Lu Kui's dying counterattack at all.

His hands were raised slowly, and ye Chen was getting closer and closer to Lu Kui. The distance between them was three meters. The domineering power of Ye Chen alone blew out all the flames on Lu Kui.

"Lu Kui, you're dead."

When the crowd saw Ye Chen's fists begin to accumulate strength, they all whispered that one is the scorching sun above the sky and the other is a humble firefly. The gap is very large, which can't be measured by reason at all.

"Die." two cold words and sounds protruded from ye Chen's mouth.

"Who dares to kill my son?"

When ye Chen was about to kill Lu Kui, a huge voice came from a distance.

A terrible gun shadow filled the space and shrouded Ye Chen's whole body. At this moment, ye Chen seemed to feel that he fell into the gun awn all over the sky. In front of him, there was a long flame gun burning with fire.

The terrible gun shadow came in an instant. Ye Chen grabbed Lu Kui's neck and flashed back. The moment his body had just left, the gun awn flashed, leaving a deep crack in the position he had just stood.

"Go to hell!"

Another spear was flying in the air, and there was no way to avoid it. Ye Chen's right fist burst out. Suddenly he felt a pain in his arm. The spear pierced his fist and nearly cut off his whole arm.

Tick!

The blood was left along the arm and fell on the ground. It was immediately evaporated by the hot temperature and disappeared without a trace.

Ye Chen stood against the wall behind him and stared at the front. He saw a burly man stepping forward, raised his head, looked at each other, and his killing intention poured out madly.

"People in Tianfen pavilion?"

Ye Chen's tone became more and more indifferent. The man in front of him was very strong, much stronger than Chang Houde.

"I'm Lu Yangxun, the elder of Tianfen Pavilion, and also Lu Kui's biological father. If you dare to kill my son, I will dig your ancestral grave and kill all nine generations of your family in the future!"

Lu Yangxun stared at the leaf dust, and his voice was as cold as ice.

Lu Kui wanted to kill Ye Chen. He never stopped. He regarded Ye Chen as a humble mole ant and a cluster of grass mustard. Now, ye Chen completely defeated Lu Kui by relying on his own strength. Lu Yangxun jumped out and released que Ci, saying that he wanted to dig Ye Chen's ancestral grave and kill all nine generations of the family. It was really overbearing and tyrannical.

"Dad, come and save me."

When Lu Kui saw Lu Yang's appearance, he immediately said that his father was a strong man in Yuangang territory. As long as he took action, his life would be safe. After all, he won this battle.

"Kui'er, don't worry. As long as I'm here, this guy can't kill you."

Lu Yang straightened his chest and his voice was full of confidence.

"Just now my flaming silver gun has pierced his arm. The dark fire contained in the long gun has entered his flesh and blood channels. In a short time, he can't mobilize the real yuan in his body. At best, he is just a paper tiger."

Lu Yangxun took a few steps forward, stared at Ye Chen and said slowly, "as long as I do it, this boy is equivalent to a dead body and dare to threaten me. It's ridiculous."

Hearing this, Lu Kui's face was filled with ecstasy, and the fear in his eyes slowly faded.

"It's a good play for a father to save his son. It's worthy of being an elder in Tianfen Pavilion. The strong man in Yuangang territory who is high above is really subtle. Since you said so much, why don't you do it?"

Ye Chen sneered. His eyes were sharp and stared at each other. His fist clenched tightly and slowly butted against Lu Kui's neck: "now I'm going to kill your son. Do it quickly."

The voice echoed in the space, and the crowd looked at Ye Chen in surprise. This guy had confessed that he was badly hurt, but he didn't soften up. He still wanted to kill Lu Kui and asked Lu Yang to kill himself.

He's gambling. He's gambling that Lu Yang doesn't dare to do it.

Lu Yangxun stared at Ye Chen. His anger was about to burn him out of his reason. He could kill Ye Chen if he did it, but his son might die because of it. If he didn't do it, he would consume it. When ye Chen recovered, I'm afraid it would be difficult to kill him.

In, no, back, not to mention.

Lu Yangxun now really wants to slap Lu Kui in the face, so as not to provoke him. Unexpectedly, he has caused such a murderous God who is not afraid of heaven and earth. Even he, a strong man in Yuangang territory, feels very difficult.

"Smelly boy, I admit that you are very confident. If this stalemate continues, it will not be good for everyone. Why don't you let my son go and I'll let you live. Everyone's well water doesn't invade the river, and I'll never hurt your life."

Lu Yangxun looked at Ye Chen and said slowly. In fact, he had sentenced Ye Chen to death in the bottom of his heart. As long as he saved Lu Kui, he would kill him quickly. The boy in front of him had a terrible talent. What's more amazing is that ye Chen, regardless of his mind or courage, was far more than his peers. If he could kill, he would never leave future trouble.

Hearing Lu Yangxun's words, the eyes of the crowd were slightly frozen. It was a great thing to soften Lu Yangxun's ruthless hero.

However, ye Chen disdained it, stretched out a finger, shook it all, and sneered: "the conditions are very good, and the tone is also very sincere, but I choose to refuse."