1878: C1878 He Killed the Young Palace Master of the Heaven's Origin Hall Zhang Feng

C1878 He Killed the Young Palace Master of the Heaven's Origin Hall Zhang Feng

Young Hall Master of Qianyuan Hall, zhang Feng, looked at the terrifying Spiritual Energy condensed on Ye Lee's finger.

His face was filled with shock.

It was because he felt that the Spiritual Energy on Ye Lee's finger was too terrifying.

Not only Zhang Feng, even the genetic martial cultivator of the Qianyuan Hall behind Zhang Feng were shocked.

Ye Lee's jade-like face naturally did not have any fluctuation. He looked at Young Hall Master and Zhang Feng of the Qianyuan Hall indifferently.

"Die."

After his voice faded, he pointed out.

Instantly, a terrifying Spiritual Energy attack swept out from Ye Lee's finger and arrived in front of Young Hall Master and Zhang Feng of Qianyuan Hall in an instant.

When Young Hall Master and Zhang Feng of Qianyuan Hall saw this, they couldn't help but feel terrified.

It was because he found that he couldn't dodge such an attack!

Ah!

The terrifying Spiritual Energy hit Young Hall Master and Zhang Feng's body in Qianyuan Hall, and Zhang Feng's body was instantly penetrated.

Young Hall Master and Zhang Feng from the Qianyuan Hall fell heavily onto the ground. How could he still have the slightest bit of life left in him?

This, this, this...

The faces of all the martial cultivator in Qianyuan Hall fell when they saw Young Hall Master dead.

They would never have thought that Young Hall Master would die just like that.

"You don't have to be afraid. You will all die soon."

Ye Lee spoke slowly to the group of martial cultivator from the Qianyuan Hall in front of him.

The martial cultivator in Qianyuan Hall heard Ye Lee's words. A chill ran down their spines and into their heads.

"You, what do you want to do? We are Qian Yuan..."

Before a Qianyuan Hall genetic martial cultivator could finish speaking, a sound of wind breaking appeared.

A shocking bloody hole appeared on the forehead of this Qianyuan Hall genetic martial cultivator. His life had already disappeared from this world forever.

When the remaining Qianyuan Hall's genetic martial cultivator saw this scene, it was like a bolt out of the blue!

They were not fools. They knew that they would never be a match for Ye Lee.

At this time, the Qianyuan Hall's genetic martial cultivator were so scared that their three souls could not be seen, and their seven souls could not be seen.

"Senior, spare my life!"

When Ye Lee heard this, he smiled indifferently, "Do you think I will spare you all?"

All the genetic martial cultivator in Qianyuan Hall knew that Ye Lee would definitely not let them off.

What should they do?

They did not know, they really did not know!

Swoosh! Swoosh!1

Suddenly, a dozen or so sounds of breaking wind appeared.

When the people from the Huang Family looked at the martial cultivator in Qianyuan Hall, they found that a shocking bloody hole had appeared on their foreheads.

"Lord Ye Lee... is really scary."

Leader of Huang Clan and Huang Jun were secretly shocked.

He looked at Ye Lee and found that there was no change in Ye Lee's expression. It was as if he was doing something insignificant.

"Lord Ye Lee, Qianyuan Hall..."

Before Leader of Huang Clan could finish his words, Ye Lee interrupted him.

"It's fine. Qianyuan Hall is just a small and pitiful power in front of me."

Leader of Huang Clan and Huang Jun felt relieved after hearing what Ye Lee said.

The news that Young Hall Master and the other genetic martial cultivator from Qianyuan Hall had died in Dimen Base City had naturally reached the ears of the master of Qianyuan Hall.

The palace master of the Qianyuan Hall, Yang Zhan, was furious to the extreme, and he flew into a rage.

"Who is it?! Who is it?!"

All the elders of Qianyuan Hall were infuriated.

There was actually someone who dared to kill their Young Hall Master in a place east of Grassland of North Wilderness ?

Didn't they know that Qianyuan Hall was the second strongest power in Grassland of North Wilderness ?

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