Anger

Swish swish swish!

Almost the moment the voice of that disciple behind Ye Feng fell.

The people are all shot in that direction.

On the ground, there were several bodies of Jian Sect disciples lying, all of them had their throats shattered by warriors, and their deaths were very miserable.

At this time, the crowd is red-eyed.

After all, all of a sudden saw so many of the same disciples died, the crowd is a little unacceptable.

At this moment, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly became as cold as a piercing bone.

"Who actually did it?"

Ye Feng's tone was incomparably low.

The crowd continued to move forward towards the front.

This place earth,everywhere is flowing with molten lava, very strange.

At this time a small hill, a burnt black sturdy figure, half kneeling there, has life is about to dissipate.

This figure, leaf wind - eye look over is incomparably familiar.

"Wuji uncle!"

Ye Feng's heart immediately appeared a sense of foreboding.

He instantly shot away, came to the sturdy figure of the body.

Ye Feng saw that it was really Lei Wuji!

But at this time, Lei Wuji, a powerful half-step martial dweller, a huge bloody hole in the chest, the body's vitality was almost consumed.

"What happened? !"

Ye Feng's eyes turned red at once, his eyes shocked and angry to the extreme.

For Lei Wuji, this slightly darker Wuji senior uncle, Ye Feng experienced a lot together.

He has long been really Lei Wuji as his own respect for the elders of the division, as well as teachers and friends.

But now, Lei Wuji is such a miserable state, on the verge of death.

Ye Feng immediately is to stretch out his fingers, from his own veins forced out a drop of life spring water, let Lei Wuji drink.

"There is no use, my vitality and martial arts foundation has all broken away Lei Wuji used up his last strength, opened his eyes, saw Ye Feng, appeared in front of his eyes.

He immediately is a grin, broken said: "Go... Quickly go .... As long as you kid is still alive, the sword sect will have hope .... ..."

Boom!

Almost the moment Lei Wuji's voice fell, his entire sturdy body, fell to the ground with a bang.

Death!

"No!!!"

Ye Feng let out a roar that broke through the heavens.

For the first time, Ye Feng found himself so angry! So want to kill!

"Who is it??"

"The person who killed uncle Wuji, die! All die!"

Ye Feng fiercely stood up, crazy operation of his soul power, towards the surrounding spread.

He let out a sad voice, echoing in the nine heavens, endlessly.

"Wuji senior uncle!!!"

At this time the group of Sword Sect disciples behind him all had their faces changed and stepped forward.

They saw the tragic state of Lei Wuji's death and could not help but mourn and shed tears one after another.

The Flame Lady had never seen a face as hideous and full of killing intent as Ye Feng's at this moment.

Her heart, too, seems to have been touched.

Flame woman walked to the side of Ye Feng, did not speak, only stretched out her small hand, holding the palm of Ye Feng, as if wanting to comfort Ye Feng through this way of silence.

"Hahahaha, Lei Wuji is dead, really lured you all over!"

Suddenly just at this time, a ruthless laughter came from afar.

Not far away, a group of heavenly pride disciples of the Royal Martial Academy, led by a golden-robed old man, were staring at Ye Feng's group, their eyes full of sneering sneers.

This golden-robed old man, it is the same Royal Martial Academy's elder who guarded Mu Divine Child before, is also a half-exalted powerhouse.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do.

Ye Feng steeply stared at the golden-robed old man, eyes red, voice cold as ten thousand years of ice, said: "Today, I will kill you by a thousand cuts! To pay tribute to the soul of the dead uncle Wuji!"