They have come to Yang Feng!

Everyone's face showed a ferocious expression.

It's like a fierce ghost crawling out of hell, with awesome ghosts!

Before.

They were also angry by Yang Feng's arrogant attitude.

What is Yang Feng?

How dare you despise their top ten masters?

It's simply unforgivable!

They want to tear Yang Feng into pieces.

Let Yang Feng know what the consequences of offending them the top ten masters?

See this situation.

A hint of pride appeared on He Shenghong's face.

In his opinion, Yang Feng will definitely die this time!

Even a strong man at the level of a great master.

Faced with the siege of the top ten masters, I am afraid I will have to feel regret on the spot!

at the same time.

Facing the top ten grand masters who are coming in a fierce manner.

Yang Feng had no expression on his face.

There was even a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

What are the strongest masters in the realm of the ten masters?

In his eyes, they are just native chickens and tiles.

when!

A crisp sound.

The Longquan sword in Yang Feng's hand was pulled out.

A afterimage.

He disappeared from the spot.

A cold sword light flashed by.

Yang Feng returned to the chair again and sat down.

He picked up a cigarette and lit it!

Then he took a deep breath.

Then.

Slowly exhale a smoke ring.

The smoke rings are in the air, gathering into a murderous intent - killing!

The ten great masters are strong.

One by one, stood there.

Their expressions are stiff.

His eyes showed a strong look of horror.

After a moment.

A bloodline appeared on their necks.

Drops of blood dripped from their necks.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

...

moment!

The top ten masters fell to the ground one by one.

They all stared at each other.

He looked disbelief.

Even before death.

They couldn't believe that they died under Yang Feng's sword.

The dignified master is not the enemy of Yang Feng’s move!

They are unwilling to give up!

They die with their eyes open!

"this……"

"What's going on?"

At this time.

The most shocking person is He Shenghong.

He spent ten billion yuan to cultivate the top ten masters and powerful men.

Just died at Yang Feng's hands?

"impossible!"

"This is impossible!"

He Shenghong murmured to himself, his mind was lost!

He could not believe that his ten masters were so frustrated!

It’s still a sword to kill!

You know, these are the top ten masters, not ten dogs!

How could Yang Feng be so terrifying?

In a moment.

He Shenghong raised his head and stared at Yang Feng with fear on his face.

In his eyes.

Yang Feng was not a human at this time.

He is a monster!

He is the devil crawling out from the depths of Jiuyou!

Sudden.

Yang Feng stared at He Shenghong with cold eyes and said word by word: "Now it's your turn!"

Seeing Yang Feng's emotionless and murderous eyes.

In a moment.

He Shenghong's whole body trembled.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You want to kill me! You dream!"

The words fell.

He Shenghong took out a handful of desert eagle from his waist.

"Hahaha!"
Chapter completed!