Chapter 960

At the entrance of the colorful space vortex, Song Fei stood proudly with a five element sword in his hand.

When sun doudan and the old man in white were there, they restrained each other and gave others a chance to rob magic weapons. Although their success rate was very low, there was a glimmer of hope.

After defeating sun doudan and the old man in white, Song Fei's power has reached the peak, and no one dare to fight.

The situation has become clear. Even if everyone is no longer willing, they can only leave after seeing sun egg and the old man in white retreat.

A young man walked carelessly towards Song Fei without retreating, and then Lang said, "little zombie, you're so deep. You're so powerful."

Song Fei smiled and didn't speak. There was no need to explain these things too much.

In the distance, Hong Tao arched his hands and said, "little friend, I don't know if you can accommodate another person and send my grandson in."

Song Fei hugged his fist and said, "the elder is very kind to the younger generation. It doesn't hurt to have only one hand. However, won't the elder go in?"

Hong Tao shook his head: "time is meaningless to me. If I can understand my current state, I can move forward. If I can't, it's useless to go back for another 100000 years. I'm going back. Please."

"Take your time, senior. Young master Liu is a good friend of the younger generation and will not be treated badly." Song Fei smiled. He still has thousands of people entrusted to them for protection. Now only one place is enough.

When Hong Tao also left, only Song Fei and Liu Tianxun were left in the whole space.

"Little zombie, let's go." Liu Tianxun said impatiently.

Song Fei smiled. Liu Tianxun was really childlike. Even though he had experienced so many things, he was as straightforward as before and had no intention.

"Don't worry!" Song Fei said with a smile, "wait for me."

Then Song Fei stepped out and stepped into the tianque palace.

On the square of tianque palace, there are countless monks welcoming Song Fei's return, especially the large number of people buried in the moon mountain and Yuehua clan. At the moment, they line up and look at Song Fei with awe to meet the hero who defeated him.

Song Fei didn't stop. What's more, he didn't enter the tianque palace to enjoy the awe of everyone.

Song Fei looked into the distance and saw the target he was looking for this time. In the open space, big goat and others were surrounded by a group of old guys. Those old guys rolled up on the slate floor one by one, looking very miserable.

Seeing Song Fei coming in, the goat muttered, "guild leader, you're just in time. There are two old guys who want to fly. If you don't come again, we're going to kill those two old guys first, so that he won't run to the fairy world."

Song Fei stepped forward. His feet were full of a group of old people. His old faces were black and blue and full of pain.

In the distance behind the old man, there are 5000 young men and women. At the moment, the expressions on these young people's faces are very complex, with pain, resentment, fear and cowardice. It can be said that there are all kinds of life.

Looking at the appearance of these old people in front of him, Song Fei thought of the old people lying on the ground and afraid to help them on the side of the road in his previous life. They really look very poor. If they don't know their nature, they may be cheated by their appearance.

Song Fei came forward with a sneer, squatted down and looked at the old man in green clothes lying on the ground. On his body, there was a smell of fairies. As the big goat said, someone tried to escape by flying.

If it weren't for the bullying of big goat and others, if they met an ordinary sect, they might be slaughtered by a rising friar.

Song Fei grabbed the old man's hair, grabbed his hair, and immediately showed a painful face. At the moment, Yiqing seemed to know his destiny. Instead of begging for mercy as before, he showed a ferocious expression and said fiercely: "Yue Tianyu, when you fly to the fairyland, you will live better than die. The fairyland is a beautiful fairyland for us and hell for you!"

Song Fei smiled: "it's a pity that you can't wait for that day. I thought you would beg for mercy. If you beg for mercy, maybe I'll let you go."

A clear and stunned, there was a struggling expression on his face for a while, and then he quickly returned to normal. He knew that he had been fooled by Song Fei. In this case, even if he begged for mercy, how could he survive.

Sure enough, the next thing I heard, Song Fei said with a smile, "hahaha, old man, do you really think I'll let you go, let you go?"

"Yue Tianyu, you must die if you destroy our sect." an old man scolded angrily on the ground.

"How brave." Song Fei smiled and clapped it with one hand, which turned the abusive old man into powder and dissipated all, including Yuanshen.

An ancestor who was about to fly to the immortal world and enjoy immortality was shot dead by Song Fei like a mole ant. Even people from Qingtian sword sect looked at him and sighed.

In particular, Yuehua sect and buried moon mountain range, who are in the western regions, have been listening to the legends of the five sects. In their eyes, these figures at the ancestral level exist as high as the emperor of heaven. Even the lowest disciples of the five sects are inviolable.

With a cold hum, each of these ancestors can wipe out the Yuehua sect and the buried moon mountains.

At the beginning, Murong Xue dared to run amok with several young people, just because no one dared to provoke the five sects. The facts also proved that they ran amok all the way. No one dared to provoke them except Song Fei, a lengtouqing who refused to bow his head.

Now, the five sects trembled at Yue Tianyu's feet. Like the emperor of heaven, Song Fei caught them all and beat them to death like a fly.

Even though there was a record of defeating the five sects once, now that history comes back, people still feel like they are in a dream, because they are the five sects.

"Yue Tianyu, you must die well." Yiqing roared.

"Hahaha, I'll let you taste it first. Song Fei laughs. Now for the five sects, Song Fei is full of killing intention. Then, there is a flame on his body. This time, it's a green immortal flame.

Song Fei's right index finger flicked, and a small blue flame jumped like an elf into Yiqing's meridians. Then, the people heard the shrill wail from Yiqing's mouth.

A wail sounded very pitiful and miserable. The blue flame directly burned the soul. The pain was unbearable for ordinary people except Song Fei's tenacious nerve.

In the ears of several people of Qingtian sword sect, he is very happy. This old guy is too hateful. If Song Fei had no cards, he would be killed by the woman he brought this time.

It's not too much for the people of Qingtian sword sect to revenge the enemy with kindness and kill the benefactor.