Chapter 959

Ye Li looks at Murphy, who is still crying. He says slowly:

"do you still want to know who I am now?"

When Mo Feng heard this, he was furious.

"I'm the grandson of the fourth sword master of Shenjian sect. How dare you hurt me!"

All the people in the inn were astonished at this.

Grandson of the fourth sword master?

Even if they wanted to break their heads, they didn't expect that Mo Feng would be the grandson of the fourth sword master.

Immediately, they can't help but sigh for Ye Li, because they all know that there is only one end for Ye Li, that is, death.

But what the inn people did not expect was that his face did not fluctuate at all, as if he had not heard anything at all.

"Ye Li, he is really the grandson of the fourth sword master." Shi Ling looked at Ye Li, "so I just let you forget."

Mo Feng covered the shocking blood hole on his right leg with his hand, and forced to endure the pain and looked at Ye Li.

"I want you to kneel down for me!" Mo Feng is angry at Ye Li.

Ye Li smiles, he shakes his head, "why do you feel so good about yourself?"

Mo Feng smell speech a startle, it is obvious that he does not understand Ye Li said this word is what meaning.

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of a broken wind, Mo Feng's left leg also appeared a shocking blood hole.

"Ah

Mo Feng once again issued a pig like scream.

The scream was so terrible that it really made everyone in the inn feel numb.

"Ye Li, how can you still fight against Mo Feng?" Shi Ling pulled the corner of the leaf from, and said anxiously to the leaf.

In Shi Ling's opinion, Mo Feng is the grandson of the fourth sword master. Of course, she doesn't understand why Ye Li dare to continue to attack Mo Feng.

"I, I want my grandfather to tear you to pieces!" Mo Feng roared.

All the people in the inn didn't expect Ye Li would continue to fight Mo Feng. When Mo Feng roared, they all looked at Ye Li.

However, Ye Li's face still has no change.

All the people in the inn were frightened. They thought that Ye Li would not be afraid. It was the fourth sword master of the Shenjian sect.

"You don't seem convinced." Ye Li looks at Mo Feng and slowly opens his mouth.

Mo Feng heard this, the anger disappeared in an instant, he had a kind of leaf from the feeling of his hand.

For a moment, a chill rushed up his tailbone.

"You, what do you want to do?"

At this time, Mo Feng has forgotten the pain and looks at Ye Li in horror.

Ye Li did not answer, but put up a finger, the finger above the horror of the magic light around.

"Whoosh!"

It is the sound of a broken wind, Mo Feng's right hand once again a shocking blood hole.

"Ah Mo Feng cried out, "it hurts me, it hurts me!"

The people in the inn looked at each other, swallowing their saliva, thinking that this is a fatal encounter. No matter what your background, people are not afraid of you.

You don't even want your life, even if you are the grandson of the fourth sword master?

"I think you should take it?" Leaves from the light looking at Mo Feng.

Stone spirit has been completely petrified like fossilization in place, where did she think Ye Li was so cruel.

"I take it, I take it!" Mo Feng quickly yelled, he knew that if he didn't accept it again, Ye Li would still fight against him.

Ye Li Wen Yan did not continue to look at Mo Feng, but looked at the frozen stone Ling and said slowly:

"let's go."