When Ye Yang heard the news, he couldn't help but be stunned, "You said a guy named Meng Fei was besieged?"
"Yes, this guy is very powerful. He was besieged by dozens of strong men and still escaped."
Ye Yang asked, "Do you know why he was besieged?"
"I heard that he got a great treasure, so he was hunted down," Zhang Qi said cautiously.
Ye Yang nodded. He didn't expect this wretched guy to have such good luck. "Do you know where he is now?"
Zhang Qidao said, "I want to walk hundreds of thousands of miles to the left here. There is a swamp filled with haze. That guy has been hiding in it, and no one has found him yet."
Hearing this, Ye Yang felt relieved. This guy might not have strong fighting ability, but he was very capable of escaping. There should be no danger in a place with poor visibility.
He glanced at Zhang Qi and saw the respectful look on his face. He couldn't help but smile and said, "You have helped me find out so much information. Tell me, what do you want to get?"
"Grandpa, you are famous all over the world. I just hope to follow you," Zhang Qi said quickly.
"You are a shrewd person who knows how to assess the situation. Let's do this. You continue to inquire about information and grasp the dynamics on the battlefield. I will not treat you badly."
After thinking about it, I found that Zhang Qi is a talented person and has a lot of ability to find out information. Maybe he will bring some benefits to him in the future.
Ye Yang took out ten pieces of Heavenly Sword Grass, sent Zhang Qi away who was grinning happily from ear to ear, and walked towards the swamp over there.
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The center of the ancient battlefield is full of dangers and unknowns. In a vast and boundless swamp, dozens of figures are slowly searching forward.
"Young Master, it's been three days and I still can't find that guy, but three disciples have already died." A disciple wearing sect uniforms said with a worried look.
The person called Young Master is a man with thick eyebrows who looks to be in his mid-twenties, but his cultivation has reached the peak of the sect master.
The thick-browed man said coldly, "That boy is in this swamp. It's just that the haze is too heavy and his line of sight is blocked. But he certainly can't escape far. No matter what the cost, we must catch him."
"Young Master, is the sword he got very powerful? Why does the Young Master pay so much attention to it?" the disciple asked in confusion.
"Of course, it would be fine if it was just an ordinary ancestral weapon. The ancestral weapon he got is a spiritual weapon, which is extremely rare and more than ten times more valuable than ordinary ancestral weapons." The man with thick eyebrows narrowed his eyes, showing a trace of greed.
road.
"Spiritual weapon?" The disciple exclaimed, "No wonder the young master cares so much. The master of the sect is a spiritual practitioner, and there is still no ancestor-level spiritual weapon."
"Yes, all of you, please give me some mental energy. No matter what the cost, you must find that boy and seize the sword." The man with thick eyebrows led everyone forward to search cautiously.
"You divide into groups of five and search separately. Be careful of the strange snakes in the swamp."
It turns out that the alien species living in this haze-shrouded swamp are all sect-level giant snakes, which are very difficult to deal with. Now three of them have died from the mouth of the giant snake.
More than 20 people were divided into five groups and searched carefully. Suddenly, a team shouted "here" loudly.
Everyone did not hesitate and galloped away in that direction.
"ah"
As soon as the man finished shouting, a transparent spiritual sword cut off his throat.
"Puff puff puff puff."
Several muffled sounds were heard in succession, and a scream was heard. The five-man team had been killed.
Meng Fei took back his spiritual sword. At this time, he was covered in blood, his spiritual power was almost exhausted, and he was in a miserable state.
Three days ago, he accidentally got an ancestor-level spiritual sword, and was actually targeted by a big force. After three days of continuous pursuit, his spiritual power was almost exhausted.
However, that group of people did not want to please them either. Under Meng Fei's full counterattack, there were originally more than thirty elite disciples, but now there are only about twenty left.
But now Meng Fei is really at the end of his rope. After successive battles and using the improved version of "Void Destruction Slash", he only has dozens of spiritual swords around him.
As for the newly obtained ancestor-level spiritual sword, he didn't even have time to refine it, so it couldn't exert its power at all. Now he is still using a mid-grade spiritual weapon.
After relying on a sneak attack to kill five people, Meng Feigang prepared to fly back.
"Swish swish"
More than a dozen figures immediately surrounded him.
"Boy, you can't escape today. Hand over the treasure wisely, and I will leave you a complete body." The man with thick eyebrows said gloomily.
Meng Fei sighed unwillingly, "I miss you that I, Meng Fei, a great hero and the second best person in the world, have to be buried here today."
"Stop talking nonsense, why don't you hand over the treasure?" The man with thick eyebrows shouted sharply. Although he had already seen that Meng Fei was exhausted, no one dared to underestimate a spiritual cultivator's death blow, so he did not dare to take action rashly.
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"Hmph, who am I, Meng Fei? Who dares to order me except the boss? If you want the treasure, you can get it yourself." Meng Fei knew that he was not lucky today, so he simply gave up.
"Come together, be careful of his deadly counterattack."
The thick-browed man shouted low, holding a long sword and leading everyone towards Meng Fei.
Meng Fei took a deep breath and used all the remaining spiritual power to kill a few enemies.
"choke"
The sound of the long sword being unsheathed was like the dragon's roar from the Nine Heavens, and then a cold light flashed, the heaven and the earth trembled, and the ghosts wept nervously.
Wherever that cold light passed, the warriors surrounding Meng Fei were shattered one after another, shattered into pieces by the aura of destruction above.
After hearing the dragon's roar, the man with thick eyebrows felt something bad. With his spiritual sense developed from years of life and death fighting, he quickly retreated and escaped.
But others were not so lucky. Except for two fish that slipped through the net, all the warriors were killed with one sword.
After the cold light passed, a purple figure with fluttering clothes slowly walked towards this side.
"Grandpa?" The man with thick eyebrows looked at him in horror. The man in purple in front of him struggled to utter two words.
"Boss" Meng Fei shouted in disbelief.
Ye Yang was stunned. He passed by the disguise, but he didn't expect that this kid could recognize him at a glance. It was beyond Ye Yang's expectation.
"Hehe, the boy is pretty good. Now he finally looks like a man. Not bad, not bad." Ye Yang was very pleased to see that Meng Fei at this time finally had the demeanor of a master.
Hearing Ye Yang's compliment, Meng Fei immediately beamed with joy and said with a flattering smile, "You can't compare with me, boss."
Instead of listening to the boy's ramblings, Ye Yang pointed the long sword in his hand at the three men with thick eyebrows and said, "You bullied my little brother. Tell me, how do you want to die?"
"Master Grandpa, we don't know that this person is your younger brother, otherwise we wouldn't dare even if we borrowed ten thousand courages. Please forgive us, Master Grandpa, and let us go." The man with thick eyebrows looked pale and looked respectfully at Ye Yang.
The way of salute.
Although he is a young master, he has long heard the legend about his grandfather along the way. For such a person, crushing him to death would be like crushing an ant to death, without even the slightest strength to resist.
"Boss, we must not let them go. These bastards almost killed me several times," Meng Fei said harshly. If Ye Yang hadn't arrived in time, his body might have been somewhere else.
Since you have the intention to kill people and seize treasures, you must be prepared to be killed and ask Ye Yang to let them go. Meng Fei will definitely not be able to swallow this breath.
"Meng Fei, you need to be generous as a man. A man needs to be broad-minded. Otherwise, how can he climb to the pinnacle of martial arts? Just give others a way out." Ye Yang shook his head and educated Meng Fei.
When the man with thick eyebrows saw Ye Yang relenting, he suddenly looked ecstatic and said hurriedly, "Grandpa is really as open-minded as a valley and has a mind as big as the sea. I'll bow to you."
He turned to Meng Fei, who had a livid face, and said, "Brother, some of us are ignorant of Mount Tai. I hope you can let us go."
Although Meng Fei felt a lot of reluctance in his heart, when he saw Ye Yang speaking, he had to put away his grievances without saying a word.
"Okay, don't be polite. I said I would give you a way to live, but whether you can survive or not depends on your ability." Ye Yang interrupted the thick-browed man impatiently.
After hearing these words, the man with thick eyebrows was suddenly startled, and a bad premonition filled his heart.
He asked cautiously, "I don't know, Grandpa, do you have any other orders?"
"I can't talk about orders. It's just that you guys chased my little brother and killed him so miserably. It's really unjustifiable if I just let you go like this," Ye Yang said with an embarrassed look on his face.
"What do you mean..." The thick-browed man asked cautiously, his heart beating wildly.
"I said, I will give you a way to survive. Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck," Ye Yang said.
"Please give me your instructions, Grandpa." The thick-browed man's expression changed, he took a few steps back, and said bravely.
"There are three of you here. I will give you three relatively simple questions. As long as you answer them correctly, you can leave.
But if you get the answer wrong, then I'm sorry, you can leave, but you need to leave your head." Ye Yang smiled slightly, but that smile was so creepy no matter how you looked at it.
The man with thick eyebrows immediately knew that today's matter might not be easy to solve, but since he was not as strong as others, he had to accept his fate.
"Please ask Grandpa to come up with a question," the thick-browed man said bravely.
"Okay, I won't be rambling. That boy, step forward and you will be the first to answer the question." Ye Yang pointed at one of the disciples.
After the disciple was named by Ye Yang, his face suddenly turned pale, but he still gritted his teeth and took a step forward.
"Very good, the first question is a rush question. You need to tell the answer within three seconds. If you can't answer it or it times out, it will be considered a failure. You know the consequences," Ye Yang said to the disciple.
"Meng Fei, you take the time, shout 'three', 'two', 'one', 'time's up'"
"Yes" Meng Fei slightly understood Ye Yang's intention and said excitedly.
"Listen carefully to the question. The 'Three' (called by Meng Fei) Shengwu Continent is divided into five regions. The location we are in is called the Eastern Region.
The ‘two’ eastern region is divided into five states, namely Qingzhou, Yanzhou, Yuzhou, Mingzhou and Suzhou.
"One" How many countries are there if the five states are added together? Please answer." Ye Yang finished reading the question seriously.
"Time's up!" As soon as Ye Yang finished speaking, Meng Fei shouted.
"Answer timed out"
"Poof" blood splashed, the head fell to the ground, and the face still showed endless confusion. (To be continued)