"Martial uncle, take care of Mingxin for me. Today I want to cut this old dog with my hand!"

The anger in Ye Pengfei's eyes seemed to gush out, shouting to the sky.

He knew that his third martial uncle Jian must be nearby, but he couldn't feel it with his current cultivation.

"The old dog named Luo has great strength. You can't beat him. Give him to me." The voice of the third martial uncle of the sword suddenly rang out in Ye Pengfei's heart.

This is a magic power to transmit sound into the secret. No one can get the words of the third martial uncle of the sword except ye Pengfei.

"No, even if I can't beat him, I'll try. If the woman who dares to touch me can't cut him, I'm not reconciled." Ye Pengfei shouts to the sky again.

"That's very good. It's true that he is the descendant of elder martial brother Yizhi and has the style of my elder martial brother. You can do your best. All the people present can be killed. You are no more timid than others. If your woman is a little bit less today, I'll read you my name instead. " Jiansan's voice came into Ye Pengfei's heart again.

He was obviously also infected by the momentum of Ye Pengfei, and his words were full of arrogance.

When ye Pengfei heard the words of the third martial uncle of the sword, he was quite determined. His meaning was very obvious. No matter he was a disciple of Juedao sect or a disciple of his own Shenjian sect, anyone who dared to stop Ye Pengfei could be killed!

In Jiansan's eyes, ye Pengfei is gifted. He is not only a talent that can be made, but also a descendant of his elder martial brother. Compared with him, other people's lives are not worth mentioning at all.

Among these people, even Qin Mingqiu, who is known as the first genius of Shenjian sect, doesn't even deserve to carry shoes for ye Pengfei.

It has always been the case in the world of cultivating immortals. No matter what school or family they are, they all regard strength as their priority. Among the younger generation of disciples, they regard talent as their priority, and those with ability can achieve it. Those disciples who are not good at talent are just like dust. They die when they die. It's not worth frowning for them at all.

What's more, the disciples of Shenjian sect were pointed to their noses and scolded their leader, but they didn't dare to say a word. Finally, they dared to fight against Ye Pengfei, which made Jiansan very angry.

It's not a pity that such a disciple died.

"Son of a bitch, you've lost your heart. You want to kill me, elder Monroe. That's a joke." A woman in the Juedao sect sneered.

She is one of the top talents of the Juedao sect. She is the leader of the Mo family. She has always been loved by the elders of the Juedao sect.

Elder Monroe of Juedao also smiles: "little bastard, I'll give you a chance to kneel down and kowtow to me, call my grandfather a few times, and then tell me where Qiye Jialan is. I can take it as if I didn't hear what you just said, otherwise..."

Elder Luo has not finished the word "otherwise", but ye Pengfei has already moved.

His speed is extremely fast. When he opens the eight robberies, Bailei's speed reaches the top speed in an instant. A strong sound burst comes, and the next moment has already appeared in front of the female disciple of Juedao sect who just ridicules Ye Pengfei.

"Beast! Dare you

Luo Changda is surprised, and his figure turns into a streamer. He chases Ye Pengfei quickly.

He underestimated the boldness and speed of Ye Pengfei. In this case, he even dared to take the lead and directly regarded him as nothing, which made him very angry.

However, even though his speed is also extremely fast, but because ye Pengfei took the lead, he was still slow, and ye Pengfei shot slowly.

The white light on Ye Pengfei's body is shining. He points directly at the head of the female disciple of Juedao sect. The White Lightning twines between his fingers, as if he is twisting the lightning in his hand.

"Boom -"

it sounded like thunder. The deafening thunder shocked all the people present. The next moment, I saw a blood burst in the fingertips of Ye Pengfei.

The head of the female disciple of Juedao sect was like a watermelon, white brain and red blood all over the sky.

A point to kill!

This gifted female disciple of the Juedao sect is one of the rare talents of the Juedao sect. She can't even fight back against Ye Pengfei, so she was killed by Ye Pengfei!

"If you dare to kill me today, I will kill you!" When elder Luo saw that his gifted disciple had been killed, his eyes seemed to be bursting with fire. He cried angrily.

"It's really an old dog. It's always shouting. I'm still standing here. If you have seed, you'll come and kill me." Ye Pengfei sneered and moved again.

The next moment he appears in front of another Juedao disciple. It's also a direction to kill. Then he moves again. Another Juedao disciple dies with his finger.

The disciples of Juedao sect are all dressed in yellow clothes, which are easy to identify. They are the same as the white clothes of Shenjian sect. He plans to kill all the disciples of Juedao sect. Elder Luo dares to beat his woman. It's hard to cut his hatred if he doesn't kill all the disciples in his sect under his nose.

"Little beast, stop it

Luo Chang really wants to tear Ye Pengfei to pieces. But ye Pengfei's speed is so fast that he can't catch up with him.The place where ye Pengfei passes can be described as overwhelming. Dozens of people who originally surrounded the women were in a sudden chaos. Some people saw Ye Pengfei rush in and sacrifice his life's unique skills to stop him, but they were scattered by Ye Pengfei's powerful body and the supreme thunder of eight robbers Bai Lei. The sound of thunder kept ringing in the crowd.

All the golden elixirs on the scene could hardly avoid him. Occasionally, a few smart disciples ran to elder Luo, but they were still killed by Ye Pengfei.

At this time, all the talents realized that ye Pengfei was terrible. He directly challenged many high-level elixirs with his three-tier strength and domineering posture, but none of them had the ability to fight back.

"Little beast, you must die today!" Elder Luo is very angry.

Ye Pengfei's fighting power is so strong that even elder Luo is a little frightened. If an enemy like Ye Pengfei can't be killed today, in the near future, he will be the object of fear for the whole people.

Today's Ye Pengfei is no more than three levels of the golden elixir. If he had a higher level of cultivation in the future, the middle stage of the golden elixir, or even the peak of the golden elixir, what would it be like? Even he would have to be afraid at that time.

It's just a small time. Ye Pengfei has killed more than half of the present Juedao disciples, and none of them survived.

"Friends of humanity, I beg you to help me kill this son. I will thank you very much when it is finished." Long Luo saw that his disciple was about to die, and he could no longer help shouting to heaven.

However, none of the yuan infant masters over the Mo family answered him, and they all chose to look on coldly.

Everyone didn't notice that there was already a strange old figure in the sky at this time. He was white and stood on the sky.