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Chapter 3842 The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind (2)

"Ye Chengfeng, stop!!"

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go and save your ancestors quickly?!"

Ye Chengfeng didn't even look at the person who rushed up, and secretly sent out his hand.

There was only a few crisp sounds, accompanied by Yi Zhengqing's shrill screams.

His body slowly fell down like a pool of mud.

Ye Chengfeng threw it away with disgust, looked down at the wailing meat ball in pain and slowly said, "Don't worry, your altar is ready. I won't take your life easily!"

"Even if you want to die, you must at least taste the pain and despair that Chu Xi suffered back then before allowing you to die!"

His voice was calm and gentle, even with a little smile.

But it made everyone present in the three leagues, six families and eight sects pale and tremble all over.

They couldn't understand why there were so many people on their side, so why were there no power to fight back at the hands of the five people?

Xiang Yunzhou looked at the tragic situation of his grandfather and his ancestors, and couldn't help looking at Mu Yan for help.

"Lord Jun, are you really going to watch Ye Chengfeng kill this Blue Emperor camp into a river of blood?"

Mu Yan hasn't spoken yet.

Leng Yumo said angrily: "Are you guys wrong? I used to plot against my junior sister, but I couldn't make up my plan and wanted to come and have a miserable life. We are very busy watching the show and eating melons!"

Luo Yu sneered: "When Lan Chuxi was killed, weren't you watching?"

"Gugujiji--!" Mom, this pastry is very delicious, you can try it!

Mu Yan took the pastry he brought with him with his little wings, took a bite, and then said slowly: "Master Xiang, we have a friendship, and some words are unpleasant, so don't force me to say them, it's sad. I don't want Lan Chuxi's yesterday to become the tomorrow of my Xiaoyao City."

Xiang Yunzhou's face suddenly turned pale and he lowered his head in shame.

Yi Xuesong looked at his ancestor's unhuman appearance and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He looked at Ye Chengfeng, and his eyes burst into strong hatred, and his madness was like burning the boat.

Suddenly, Yi Xuesong cleared his throat, his voice neither high nor low, but he condensed powerful spiritual power and spread it from afar.

"Your Majesty, at this point, you still have to stand by and watch, allowing Ye Chengfeng to destroy the [Tongtian Salute], and destroy all the foundation we have accumulated for thousands of years?"

Yi Xuesong's words were speechless, making people wonder if his brain was broken because of the stimulation.

However, just as his words fell.

The black-armored soldiers whose heads and faces were covered with tight faces actually began to twitch violently.

Then there was only a bang bang sound.

The soldiers who were originally escorting the members of the six sects of the three alliances fell down one by one.

The people from the Three Alliances, Six Families and Eight Sects were confused at first, and then they couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

"Zheng Yi, what's going on?"

"Have you arranged any other tricks?"

Yi Xuesong didn't say anything, his face was slightly blue and white, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Ye Chengfeng, with a hideous smile on his face.

"Ye Chengfeng, even if you are smart, I didn't expect that if my mantis stalks the cicada, there will be an oriole behind me, right?"

Ye Atian and the other two quickly approached Ye Chengfeng's side, their faces full of shock and doubt.

"National Master, what's going on?"

Ye Chengfeng's face was neither surprised nor angry, but a cold and sarcastic smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, suddenly, his expression changed, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and his body disappeared from the spot instantly.
Chapter completed!
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