Chapter 1049

"Who dares to kill my mainland monk?"

In an instant, not far from the sky, there was a roar.

I saw dozens of people flying, all stepping on sharp swords, flying in the air, powerful.

Walking with the sword is an important means for the mainland friars to fly in the air. They can control the sword in their hands and turn it into a flying treasure.

"What happened here? Why did the holy city of Jiuyou fall?" Jiang Feng hands carrying, in the face of dozens of people flying, surrounded him, look cold, unmoved.

Dozens of people are nothing but hundreds, thousands and hundreds of thousands. He is Jiang Feng, and he has no fear. His accomplishments are so low that he has no qualification to let him do it!

"Kill the mainland monk of my magic sword, and return this picture without fear. I think you are tired of living. Give it to me and kill him!"

A person drinks, dozens of friars, all urge foot sharp sword, together brush brush to kill toward Jiang Feng.

Dozens of sharp swords pierce the void, and the spirit of killing is strong!!!

"Go away!" As soon as Jiang Feng had a strong drink, dozens of sharp swords broke into pieces in the air. If those dozens of monks were hit hard, their bodies would burst from inside to outside.

In a flash, in the void, dozens of people disappeared, only dozens of groups of blood filled.

This time, countless hard work, really shocked.

They thought that the young man in white would be killed soon after he was killed.

But unexpectedly, dozens of people shot at the same time, but this person just a cold drink, then dozens of people will be killed.

This kind of means is really terrible!

"Who is this man?" Until this time, someone asked in a low voice to the people around.

Unfortunately, everyone shook their heads.

Seventy one years later, another generation changed. Many monks had never met Jiang Feng.

I can't imagine that the man standing here is Jiang Feng, who stepped into Shengzhou alone 71 years ago and killed seven families. He was the first man in the Imperial War, the sword maniac, who flew thousands of miles away without daring to return.

What's more, he dares to enter the old nest of Shenjian mainland alone and destroy three star warships in succession. For quite a long time after that, he is the most fierce man who has done so much damage to Shenjian mainland.

Just after Jiang Feng killed dozens of people, he didn't leave. He seemed to be waiting for the mainland friars to kill him.

After a while, streamers appeared in the sky, all of which were flying here with incomparable speed.

In a flash, hundreds of streamers came here, all of them were monks of Shenjian.

Each of them had a cold color on his face, and his eyes were filled with the meaning of killing and cutting. He was like staring at the prey, locking Jiang Feng to death!

Dare to kill the mainland friars of Shenjian, this is a serious provocation, when kill!

"Who are you?"

Before these people took action, only one of them asked. His voice was extremely cold, like a peerless fairy king who looked down on the common people. The indifference in his voice originated from his inner contempt.

Jiang Feng's eyes swept away, and finally fell on the speaker.

This is an old man, full of silver hair, wearing an ancient robe, with a sharp sword at his feet and a green sword.

"Know the eight heavens of Tibet." Just a very insipid look, Jiang Feng will see each other's cultivation, this kind of cultivation, in his eyes, is not worth mentioning.

"What happened here? Why did the holy city of Jiuyou fall?"

Jiang Feng is still that sentence, in the face of the other party's inquiry, directly ignore it, know Tibet eight heavy heaven, no qualification to ask who he is.

"Presumptuous, our deacon Li is asking you, is your ear hairy?" A friar gave an angry rebuke, his face full of anger.

Jiang Feng slowly raised his finger, so to the void gently.

Brush!

A force of stars, with incomparably rapid speed out.

"Poof"

In a flash, the talking monk burst into a blood mist!

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Feng did not look at each other, his eyes still fixed on the silver haired old man.

One finger, penetrate a monk who knows Tibet, this is a means of adversity!

Deacon Li was also secretly surprised. He looked at Jiang Feng with a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Feng shook his head slightly: "it seems that you have not understood what I said."

Brush!

Jiang Feng's fingers point out again.

"Poof"

He was another monk. He was directly smashed in the air. There was no bones, only a blood mist.

The people next to him were all frightened, with sweat on his face and dry mouth.

The young man in white was so terrible. When he spoke, he pointed out that a monk died suddenly. He didn't even have time to react. He was like a puppet to be slaughtered.

Even those who are strong in the market will not be so terrible, will they?

"You killed the friars of Shenjian mainland. This is unforgivable. You are playing with fire!" Deacon Li's tone is indifferent, but he doesn't dare to do it directly. He has strong scruples in his heart.

"Fire is what you play with!" Jiang Feng's voice fell and his fingers pointed out again. This time, five monks died suddenly.

People were even more shocked. They thought that a monk would die suddenly if Jiang Feng touched him. Unexpectedly, he had the ability to kill five people at the same time with a little finger.

No one knows who will die next. They are all in fear!

"Kill Deacon Li finally ordered that he didn't want to wait to die. Who knows how many people will die if he goes on like this? Instead of watching his own people be killed, it's better to take the initiative to attack and maybe kill them.

But this idea is more impractical than fairy tales.

"Death Jiang Feng drank out a word, and the sound wave swept away, like a tide of crazy impact, hundreds of monks, like a snowball of fire, suddenly burst.

Bang bang!!!

One after another, the sound of explosion kept ringing in the air.

Around, countless onlookers of hard work, see this scene, the heart can't help beating with.

After a few breaths, there was only one person left in the whole space.

Deacon Lee!

He didn't get hurt. He didn't get hurt at all, but he didn't dare to move forward. He stood ten feet away from Jiang Feng in the air.

It's not that he doesn't want to attack, but he doesn't dare.

In the body around, there is a solidification of sound ripples, this ripple, so solidification in the surrounding, like encountered some obstacles.

In his heart, Deacon Li knows very well that it's not that these sound waves and ripples meet with any obstacles, but that he is controlled by the young man in white in front of him. If he dares to move, ripples will attack and kill him, and he will surely die!

"Can you answer my question now?" Jiang Feng stares at deacon Li with awe inspiring eyes. His hands are still on his back, killing hundreds of monks. For him, it's easier than strangling a group of ants.

Li deacon body shiver, Jiang Feng's words, let his heart defense, completely broken.

"I'll tell you." Deacon Li said in a trembling voice.