"ah--!"
When Zheng Sanpao saw the thirty-six mourning door nails he had shot, he shot them all back again?
Seeing this, Zheng Sanpao's expression suddenly changed - he became extremely pale, mixed with panic.
He is good at using hidden weapons, but he has never encountered such a situation!
The hidden weapon shot out is like the water thrown out - it is difficult to recover the water!
But now, the hidden weapon that was reflected back has become a big trouble.
How can Zheng Sanpao pick it up? !
Subconsciously, Zheng Sanpao wanted to dodge.
But when he suddenly realized that he was frozen on the spot, he couldn't move at all.
This was originally used to deal with Ye Feng, but now it has become his fatal weakness!
--what to do! ?
This thought flashed through my mind.
Zheng Sanpao didn't have time to think too much.
He knows better than anyone how powerful the Thirty-Six Mourning Door Nails are.
Each one is a finely crafted magic weapon that even a first-grade master cannot resist with his physical body!
What's more, the funeral nails that were shot back were even faster than the ones he shot before!
But now, he just deeply regretted that he had known that he would not have ejaculated all just now.
"ah--!"
It was too late, but it was too soon - from Ye Feng's swing of the dagger to the reflection of the mourning door nail, it was only a blink of an eye.
But for Zheng Sanpao, who was unable to move and was passively beaten, this second was like a year, very tortured, and deep in fear.
I saw Zheng Sanpao, trying his best to move his frozen steps, while stretching out his arms and hugging his chest, trying to resist the backlash of the funeral nail.
Accompanied by Zheng Sanpao's scream.
Thirty-six funeral nails actually penetrated Zheng Sanpao's body.
Then he waved his arms and used all his strength to block the attack.
But how terrifying is the power of the funeral nail that was thrown back by Ye Feng?
What's more, each one is of the quality of a magic weapon, coupled with the power of ten thousand years of ice.
Even the ancient warrior's physical body couldn't withstand this blow.
It directly penetrated Zheng Sanpao's arms, and then penetrated his chest again.
At that time, almost none of the thirty-six funeral nails were struck repeatedly, covering every inch of Zheng Sanpao's body.
The cold nails were shot out, and the cold air entered the body, instantly corroding the internal organs.
Almost at this moment, Zheng Sanpao was frozen to death on the spot, with no hope of survival.
Looking at Zheng Sanpao, he folded his arms and hugged his chest, his whole body was as motionless as a statue.
At this moment, the scene became completely quiet.
You can hear a pin drop.
——Click... click!
After a while, Ye Feng also moved his steps and broke free from the shackles of the ice.
The ice on the ground also cracked little by little.
At the same time, Zheng Sanpao's body that had been frozen was also implicated after Ye Feng escaped, lost his balance, and fell backward.
After landing, his body was like glass again, falling to pieces and shattering all over the ground.
——Wow!
Upon seeing this, the scene was once again filled with uproar and exclamations!
Everyone looked horrified, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Ye Feng is safe and sound?
But Zheng Sanpao, an ancient warrior, was shattered to pieces! ?
"This, this, this...the one that was smashed on the ground...Brother Pao...should be a fake, right!? How is this possible!"
"How could a dignified ancient warrior be killed in this way? I must be dreaming!"
"Pao...Brother Pao...was really killed!? This is the strength of an ancient martial artist, a third-grade master!"
"Then the Lord of the Dragon Gate...who is he? He can even kill ancient warriors? Isn't his strength too terrifying!? Is he really a human being like us!?"
For a moment, the big bosses of Fengtian's underground forces and many desperadoes looked at Ye Feng, and their eyes completely changed.
From disdain before, to awe now.
First kill the mountain eagle, then kill Zheng Sanpao!
How can one not be afraid of such terrifying strength! ?
"Win!? Master has won!" Upon seeing this, Hua Guodong suddenly recovered from the shock and couldn't help but cheer.
"The Dragon King is mighty!" Huang Qian also shouted, and immediately stepped forward and loudly said: "You all saw it! We, the Dragon King, killed the ancient warrior Zheng Sanpao!"
"From now on, the underground forces in Fengtian will be dominated by us, Longmen!"
"Whoever is dissatisfied, please stand up!"
Huang Qian shouted three times in a row, but no one dared to answer.
Just kidding, even Gu Wu can kill them, so how can they be a match for these desperadoes?
"In that case, why are you still standing around!? Why don't you meet your new master - the Underground Dragon King!"
When everyone saw this, they had no choice but to look at the wind and fall on their knees.
"Greetings to the Dragon King!"
Just when Ye Feng killed Zheng Sanpao, shocking and subduing everyone present.
Suddenly, the big snake on the side began to become restless, as if it was deeply uneasy, moving its giant body.
At the same time, Ye Feng also noticed an unusual force coming from the bottom of the mountain.
At the same time, there was a faint sigh: "It seems... I'm a step too late..."
"The Underground Dragon King... is so majestic!"
