MTL - Eight Desolate Sword God-Chapter 1151 Take out the Zuoqiu family
"Ye Shao, you are back! Found my master's breath?"
Ye Chenfeng walked on the night, and when he returned to the lakeside mansion, the **** of death came forward and whispered.
"Hey, still not!" Ye Chenfeng sighed softly: "Maybe your master has left the city of the gods."
"Right, is it clear?"
"The Miss Thief has already gone out, and you are in the bedroom!"
"Well, you go to practice. In ten days, if there is no news of your master, we will leave the city of the gods!"
When finished, Ye Chenfeng came to the bedroom and saw the delicate skin, as if the peach was a tempting stealing.
"Morning wind, where have you been?" Stealing the sky with affectionate look at Ye Chenfeng, whispered.
"To steal the sky, you come with me!"
Ye Chenfeng’s thoughts moved, and he came to the Qiankun scene with theft of the sky, and saw the left hill scales that fell unconscious and fell to the ground.
"Left hill scales!" Looking at the killer enemy, the eyes of the sky suddenly turned into blood red, and the body filled with a strong killing meaning: "Morning wind, you helped me catch him."
"Well, I wanted to start with Takuya Wanjian. I didn't expect them to be mixed together, so I shot him!" Ye Chenfeng nodded. "Stealing the sky, I will wake him up now." Let you personally avenge the dead master."
"Good!"
Theft, nodded, and took a sharp dagger in his hand.
"Well, where am I..."
Awakened by Ye Chenfeng, Zuoqiu scales slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Ye Chenfeng and stealing the sky, the pores of the whole body stood upright.
"No, don't kill me, beg you not to kill me, as long as you spare me a life, I promise that the Zuoqiu family will give you the endless crystals."
"I just cheated the Tuoba family's 100 million best sacred crystals, but also you need the Zuojing of the Zuoqiu family!" Ye Chenfeng said faintly.
"What..." Zuoqiu scales up.
"Left hill scales, I once vowed on the master grave, you must swear by the master, you will avenge the master, go to hell!" The stolen dagger with a sharp hand, stabbed the injured left, and the left hill scales suppressed by the Qiankun .
"Hey!"
Under the madness of stealing the sky, the left hill scale body was pierced with a large number of blood holes, a large amount of blood splattered out, and he died and died, constantly mourning.
When Zuoqiu scales struggled, the dagger in the hands of the sky crossed his neck and smashed his head, and his soul was not spared. He was caught in the palm of his hand and smashed directly. .
"Do you want to deflate?"
Looking at the soul of the Zuoqiu scales, the revenge for her master, Ye Chenfeng whispered.
"So dead, he is cheaper for him!"
Think of the horror of the master, although the thief killed the left hill scales, still not deflated.
"Walk, let's go to the Zuoqiu family and destroy them!" Ye Chenfeng took the small hand of stealing the sky, left the Qiankun, and went to the dark night in the dark night. It was located in Xicheng and built like a palace. The Zuoqiu Family Office.
"Stay, who are you, what do you want to do in the Zuoqiu Family Office late at night?"
The guardian of Zuoqiu’s family guards in the guardian’s house, and seeing Ye Chenfeng’s arrival in the dark night, suddenly alerted him and asked loudly.
"We are here to send Zuoqiu scales home!"
Speaking, Ye Chenfeng had a **** head in his hand and threw it at the guard.
"Less, less master... less master is dead!"
Looking at the head of Zuoqiu's scales, all the guards were stupid, exclaimed, and suddenly alerted the entire Zuoqiu family.
"Small young master!" Zuoqiu family old butler, saw the head of the guard in his hand, suddenly angry, looked at Ye Chenfeng two people: "You killed the young master."
"Yes!" Ye Chenfeng nodded. "People are killing me. If you want revenge, come on."
"Well, my Zuoqiu family stands in the city of the lost gods for countless years, you are still the first to dare to make a living on the age of too old!" Zuoqiu old butler's eyes reveal a sensational color, murderous said .
"I have just said this, but unfortunately, he was fanned by me again and again!" Ye Chenfeng smiled and said faintly.
"Fanfei...you are the one who fights with Tuoba City!"
Ye Chenfeng and Tuowei Weihai fought a whole city of the lost gods. The Zuoqiu family had the power to go onlookers. Listening to Ye Chenfeng’s words, Zuoqiu’s old housekeeper immediately thought of Ye Chen. The identity of the wind.
"Yes, it's me!" Ye Chenfeng nodded. "Okay, don't talk nonsense, let's go together."
"This son, my Zuoqiu family asked me not to offend you, why bother you!"
Ye Chenfeng can even defeat the Weihai Weihai. The Zuoqiu family is not an opponent. Determine the identity of Ye Chenfeng. The killing of Zuoqiu’s old butler’s heart was immediately replaced by fear.
"Well, I am a good person to talk to, I am not embarrassed by you, and I don't want to open the killing ring, let me ruin the Zuoqiu Mansion, we will leave immediately!" Ye Chenfeng said faintly.
"Your request, I am sorry that the Zuoqiu family can't promise!"
A low voice sounded, an old man in a gray robes, thin and thin, seemingly weak, appeared in the dark.
"The ancestors!"
Looking at the old man in the gray robe, everyone in the Zuoqiu family went forward.
"Intermediate virtual god!" Feeling the strength of the old man in the gray coat, Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile: "I didn't expect your Zuoqiu family to crouch, but you and Tuowei Weihai, but also It’s too far, I hope you don’t force me to kill you.”
"Yes?" The old man in the gray robes shrank: "The old man does not believe in this evil, and he wants to teach you the best tricks."
"If this is the case, then you can shoot it! If the three punches can't beat you, let me lose!" Ye Chenfeng said arrogantly.
"Crazy!"
The old man in the gray robe is highly respected. He was once despised by this. He screamed and instantly merged with the Zuoqiu family ancestors, and hardened his own strength to the ultimate in the middle of the virtual god.
"The number is good, the first punch!"
Ye Chenfeng’s cold screaming, more than one trillion jin of force broke out, and punched a punch at the old man in the gray robes.
A fist blasted out, the space in front of the old man in the gray robe was completely broken and turned into a vacuum zone. The power of terror made it difficult for the old man of the gray robe to breathe.
"Boom!"
The hard regrets of the morning breeze, the old man in the gray robe was shocked to retreat, his arms cracked and opened his mouth, and his mouth continued to spurt blood, dyed his white beard.
"The second punch!"
Don't wait for the old man in the gray robe to have a breather, Ye Chenfeng smashed the ground with a foot, combined with strong morality, blasted the second punch.
The horror of the fist is like a raging dragon, sending out a dragon and a tiger, and the bombardment has changed to a big change, summoning a gray-robed old man with a false virtual artifact to defend.
Under a fist, the pseudo-virtual weapon in the shape of a long gun broke, and the horrible fist slammed on the body of the old man in the gray robe, and he flew out with a fist, making a scream and flying out. It was a kilometer away and fell into the backyard of the dark Zuoqiu family.
"咕..."
Seeing the morning of the morning, the two fists hit the middle-level virtual gods and peaks. The masters of the Zuoqiu family were shocked. The eyes of Ye Chenfeng became fearful. No one dared to shoot again. .
"From today, there will be no Zuoqiu family in the City of the Gods!"
Ye Chenfeng declared the fate of the Zuoqiu family in a sentence. Under the destruction of Ye Chenfeng and the stolen sky, the giants of the city of the gods, the Zuoqiu family government, which stood in countless years, was destroyed.
But Ye Chenfeng and the thief did not indiscriminately kill innocent people, stepping out of the Zuoqiu family house, they took away the left Qiu family treasure house, both disappeared in the night.
