“Bold!”

"It's time to kill!"

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The faces of more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators suddenly became extremely ugly, and they all rushed to the crown.

I have seen a brave man but never seen such a fearless person. A mid-stage Jindan monk actually scolded them in front of more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators and an out-of-body cultivator. This behavior is simply no different from seeking death.

"Haha, are you angry?" Ye Feng raised his eyelids; "Do you know that the son Yu, whom I killed just now, almost killed me in the Qingmu Sect. Ye Feng is also a person who repays me with kindness and grudges. He can kill me, but why can't I kill him? Besides, here is thousands of miles away from Qingmu Sect, and the rules of the sect cannot be controlled here. What do you think, senior?"

"I'm meddling in other people's business after hearing this, but your words are not unreasonable. Similarly, if you die here, will you not cause trouble for me?" The scholarly man questioned, but his words revealed his domineering power, and every word was like mountains shattered in Ye Feng's heart.

Ye Feng resisted this kind of mental shock and bowed, "Don't dare, if you want to kill the boy, of course it's just a backhand, just"

"Just what?" The scholar's man's voice was calm.

"It's just that the monkeys behind the senior are not so capable, so the boy would insult them before. After all, they look arrogant and I would probably insult the four words "The Strongest People in the Immortal Cultivation World are Respected."

Ye Feng coldly glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivators, his provocative expression self-evident.

"madness"

"Arrogant."

"It seems that you are really greedy if you haven't taught you a lesson. The Palace Master, please allow me to capture this so-called young boy and take it back to the sect to kill him." The person who spoke was a resident of the early stage of the Nascent Soul of Baiyun Peak named Qian Jun.

The scholar's expression was not moving, so he acquiesced to Qian Jun's approach.

"I think that you are also a disciple of Qingmu Sect and will not kill you today, and you will only nullify your cultivation, so that others will not say that I will use any means to kill the weak."

Qian Jun said arrogantly, not taking Ye Feng seriously at all.

The Golden Elixir Stage is indeed a weak person for the Nascent Soul Stage.

Ye Feng looked at the Qianjun who stood up and said nothing, but he had already vaguely thoughts in his heart.

"These monks have completely offended them. Instead of compromise, it is better to use the thunder method to kill them, which will serve as a deterrent effect. As for the most threatening scholar man, he must find a way to stimulate him and make him take care of his face and not take action against him." Ye Feng secretly conspired in his heart.

"You dare to distract yourself in front of the enemy and seek death!"

Qian Junyi was angry. In his heart, Ye Feng's behavior was undoubtedly ignoring his existence.

Qian Jun grabbed the void, and a ball of thunder clouds appeared out of thin air, and silver flickered among the dark clouds. Every explosion made people feel a kind of heartbeat.

The power of this spell can definitely easily kill the late-stage cultivators of the Golden Pill.

"Good guy, it's true that I'm useless to say that I'm not practicing my cultivation, but I'm merciless when I take action."

"die!"

Ye Feng, who was originally silent, suddenly roared, and his robe was blown by the true energy. He heard a louder sound in the sky than thunder. A bronze bell shrouded towards Qian Jun and the thunder cloud.

"Treasure weapon!"

Qian Jun exclaimed, and with a wave of his hand, the thunder cloud suddenly exploded into thunder in the sky to meet the huge bell.

"Knock off the stars, shatter the surrounding sky, and the star-shaking bell! Ring!"

"Dong!"

The mid-grade treasure shaking star bell suddenly made a shocking buzz, and the ripples visible to the naked eye swept towards the money like ripples.

"It is difficult to fully utilize the power of a treasure weapon in the Golden Pill stage to kill this guy. Since one item is not enough, add another one."

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly became cold, and his palms flipped and a golden pagoda appeared in his hand.

"Well! The best treasure," the scholar's man's eyes shot out two rays of light, and then hid it, and exclaimed lightly; "All money is in danger!"

Boom! Boom!

The Nine Palace Golden Tower changed by dozens of feet and was unintentionally, and the golden flame of the sun was ignited with barbarity and domineeringness and pressed towards Qianjun.

"Ah! Ah!"

A miserable scream came, and Qian Jun was pressed by the Nine Palace Golden Tower. The layer of the magnificent membrane that was condensed for a hundred years was as big as a medium-grade magic weapon. The body was refined into ashes in a moment, and even the Nascent Soul was stained with the golden flame of the sun and died tragically in it.

In just a few breaths, a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage died in Ye Feng's hands. No, to be precise, he died in the hands of the two treasures in Ye Feng's hands.

However, Ye Feng did not stop, but instead sucked from the air and grabbed the dead Nascent Soul cultivator's storage magic weapon in his hand. He dripped blood and put it on with his face.

"I was doing the thing of killing people and catching treasures at such a young age. As expected, the devil is very hampered. Today, you will not be able to kill two disciples. No matter what, I, Lu You, will kill you."

At this time, another Nascent Soul cultivator rushed out of the crowd.

However, he was more jealous of the two treasures in Ye Feng's hand.

"Wheel battle?"

Ye Feng's eyes were full of disdain.

"Don't move, fellow Taoists, killing him and me alone is enough." Lu You sneered and rushed over; "I won't be so careless as both Qianjun, and I was sneak attacked and killed by your two treasures."

Lu You's hand was a high-grade magic weapon, and the crisp sound of the sword sounded from a distance.

If Ye Feng's treasures fly here at this distance, they will also have time to react.

"So you are afraid of death?" Ye Feng mocked, "But the more you are afraid of death, the more you will die in my hands."

There was almost no hesitation, and the Star-Sheng Bell and the Nine Palace Golden Tower in Ye Feng's hand flew out. In an instant, the bells roared and the towers fell, and the golden flames of the sun were shot in the sky.

Lu You, who is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage, dared not touch the sun golden flame. He didn't know what kind of body technique he used to dodge in the sky, without any trace of sun golden flame.

The two treasures collided with the huge sword aura and made a shocking roar.

At this moment, Ye Feng did not retreat but advanced, and his body jumped and rushed towards Lu You.

"Haha, you didn't even have time to take back your treasure, but you dare to approach me. Take me with a sword to kill you." Lu You's face showed ecstasy. At this moment, Ye Feng was a young child waving his sword. Although it was very dangerous, it was easy to deal with.

At this moment, Ye Feng’s two treasures were not in his hands, so it was easy to kill him with Lu You’s strength in the middle stage of the Yuanying period.

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were firmly locked at the Nascent Soul monk.

Suddenly!

A blue river surged out of Ye Feng's body and headed straight for Lu You.

The Jindan stage monk may not be able to see the mystery of weak water, but the Nascent Soul stage monks can fully open the acupoints of the body, condense the six consciousnesses, and the initial spiritual realm, but they can discover the strangeness of weak water.

"The curious water actually has the effect of lifting weights as light as light." Lu You put away the fanaticism in his heart slightly, and the sword in his hand slashed out again.

This sword is Lu You's body's true energy is so powerful that it can definitely kill a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

If all the money before was careless, then Lu You would definitely be trying his best to kill Ye Feng and get several treasures on him.

"laugh!"

The river transformed by weak water separated like a crack under this attack. Although it quickly recovered, it could understand that weak water did not have the ability to resist this attack.

"Split!"

Ye Feng's thought moved, the rivers of Wushui suddenly separated and avoided the sword light, and then turned into sharp swords all over the sky. Each sharp sword had the power of a top-grade magic weapon.

Although the weapon condensed by weak water can be comparable to the top-grade magic weapon, it is very different from the power of the top-grade magic weapon in the hands of the Nascent Soul. After all, although the weapon is good, it depends on the strength of the user.

Looking at the dense swords in the sky, Lu You was shocked this time, and a low roar came out of his mouth, and the sword lights in the sky emerged from him, like a wave rushing towards all directions.

But the next moment, the sword light in the sky suddenly disappeared, and Lu You's expression froze for a moment.

"How is this possible!"

Lu You stared blankly at the palm with golden light. At this moment, this palm really grabbed into his dantian with great accuracy.

"I said that people who are afraid of death often die faster. You have put so much effort in stopping my weak water, but you don't know that you ignore me, the person who can take your life." Ye Feng was extremely cold at this moment, but he was wearing a black armor with auspicious clouds on his body.

Medium-grade treasures, Cangyun armor.

Only then did Lu You know why this kid could break through his ten thousand sword lights.

"Crash!"

As a stream of blood spurted out, an illusory and transparent baby was pulled out by Ye Feng and grabbed it in his palm.

However, as soon as the Nascent Soul leaves the body, it begins to dissipate quickly into the air, and turns into nothingness in a blink of an eye.

Another Nascent Soul Cultivator died tragically at Ye Feng's hands after less than thirty breaths.

Now, all the monks in the audience fell silent again, their eyes flashed, and they were thinking.

If Qian Jun's death was just an accident, a treasure-like accident, but Lu You's death this time had to be believed.

The young man who is in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, who is less than the weak, does have the ability to kill the Nascent Soul stage.

"Haha, the Nascent Soul cultivator is nothing more than that,"

Ye Feng wiped the blood of the Nascent Soul in his hand, and the sarcastic look was not covered.

"You are nothing but the power of the treasure weapon. Apart from the treasure weapon, you are just a beast waiting to be slaughtered." A mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator retorted.

"Oh? After hearing what you said, aren't these two Nascent Soul cultivators who died at my hands not even as good as beasts?" Ye Feng smiled.

"You!" The Nascent Soul monk blushed and couldn't find any words to refute.

"Don't say that treasures are not treasures. Since ancient times, monks have never separated from magic weapons. Magic weapons are also part of the strength of monks. Do you don't know this? If you don't accept it, you can come and gesture with me to see who makes more sense." Ye Feng killed two people in a row, with a strong evil spirit.
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