Wu Yuan was fearless and fought tooth and nail just to buy time, but the old man was anxious because he saw that the convoy was about to enter the third area.
Once the convoy enters the third area, it will be in trouble, and he does not want to risk his life by entering there.
The third area is called the forbidden area for monks. There is no spiritual energy from heaven and earth in it, so it is impossible to activate the true energy at all. Once he enters, he will not be much different from ordinary Qi-training monks.
"die!"
"boom!"
After all, the old man was a master of condensing energy and had superior skills. Or perhaps the powerful talisman began to fade and Wu Yuan showed a flaw. The old man caught it in time and went straight to Wu Yuan's empty gate with his long sword to kill him.
"middle!"
Wu Yuan also shouted loudly, ignoring the chopped sword at all, and just fired out the bright silver gun in his hand.
"not good!"
The old man was shocked. It was obvious that Wu Yuan had made the flaw deliberately in order to make him fall for the trap and then kill him in exchange for injury.
"puff!"
"ah!"
As the blood spurted out, the old man let out a scream, and the spear had already penetrated his right palm.
"well!"
Wu Yuan sighed, after all, he was unable to do what he could and failed.
After all, the old man is a master of Qi condensation and has extremely rich combat experience. He released his Qi at critical moments and blocked a fatal blow with his bare hands.
Although the old man's long sword lost control, it finally penetrated Wu Yuan's left shoulder by virtue of its inertia.
Wu Yuan reluctantly pulled out the long sword, letting the blood shoot out, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly:
"Master Qi Condensation is nothing more than that, he can't even hold his own sword!"
"Shu Zi, don't be so arrogant, you will die today!"
"Hahaha, it doesn't matter if you die! You have failed after all. It's worth trading my life for hundreds of my teammates!"
The old man was obviously very angry. He was actually injured by a junior who was in the Qi training stage, and his sword also fell into the opponent's hands. This was definitely a great shame and humiliation.
"Huh! Suffer death!"
The old man's face was ashen, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense. He raised the unplugged spear and pointed it at Wuyuan.
At this moment, the effectiveness of the talisman has expired, and Wu Yuan has fallen into a period of decline. In addition, he was seriously injured, and he was unable to stand. He could only support the long sword on the ground to remain standing.
"cough!"
Just when the old man was about to take action, a slight cough suddenly came from behind him. The old man was so shocked that he didn't care to attack Wu Yuan again. He just danced his spear so that it was impervious to the weather and quickly turned around.
"Who are you!"
The person behind him didn't take action. The old man finally calmed down and looked intently. He saw a fifteen or sixteen year old boy looking at him with a smile but not a smile. He couldn't help but feel annoyed and shouted loudly.
However, although he was angry, he did not act rashly. Instead, he adopted a defensive posture.
The monk is always cautious. He is already very old and has rich combat experience. With his cultivation level, this kid came behind him without anyone noticing. He is not a simple person.
What made him even more wary was that he couldn't tell the other person's cultivation level at all. In terms of his Qi Condensation cultivation level, he either had a cultivation level much higher than his, or he was just a mortal. But how could a mortal approach him without being noticed.
But it's wrong to have a cultivation level far higher than him. This kid is only fifteen or sixteen years old. Even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, he wouldn't be able to cultivate a level far higher than him.
"Hey! It doesn't matter who I am, just go away and don't embarrass me!"
Ye Feng didn't want to fight in vain. He didn't know anyone well and had no grudges. Wu Yuan didn't seem to be worried about his life. It would be better to do less than to do more.
"Hahaha! What a loud tone, pretending to be a ghost, committing adultery or stealing!"
"Let's go before I change my mind!"
Ye Feng was a little speechless. Can't you see that everyone is in the early stage of Qi Condensation? He was obviously injured, but he still insisted on complaining. He was not asking for trouble.
"How dare you stand up in front of me? I want to see what you are capable of today!"
The old man knew that the caravan would definitely not be able to catch up. He wanted to kill Wu Yuan to vent his anger, but instead a boy showed up and pretended to be sophisticated. If he retreated, his reputation would be ruined.
Although he spoke arrogantly, he never stopped calculating in his heart.
He couldn't see Ye Feng's cultivation level, but he could see clearly that Ye Feng was not carrying a weapon at all and his hands were empty.
According to the information sent back, there is no Qi Condensation Master in the Cursed City, let alone one whose cultivation level is so high that he can't even see through it.
This kid is probably just a show-off, and has no cultivation at all. If he is scared away, his life will be in vain.
Having made up his mind, the old man no longer hesitated, shook the bright silver gun in his hand, and without bothering to pay attention to any moves, stabbed him in the chest with the gun.
"Whirlwind Break!"
Ye Feng showed no fear, he slapped his palms together, it was the Yin Yang Palm.
Yin Yang Palm follows the path of femininity, and is best at using softness to overcome hardness.
Although the old man's shot was very powerful and unparalleled, it was undisguised, just like a rough man fighting, using the subtlety of Yin Yang Palm to restrain it to death.
"Whirlwind Break" is the best move to overcome hardness with softness.
But I saw a spiral force surrounding the bright silver gun, making it feel like it was stuck in a pile of cotton. It was unable to move out, and it was like being stuck in a quagmire, unable to move forward or retreat.
Just when the old man was using his old moves, using up his old strength, and was yet to develop new strength, and was secretly complaining, Ye Feng shouted loudly:
"break!"
Following the shout, Ye Feng turned his palms into fists, twisted his waist and turned sideways, and punched out with both fists at a strange angle.
"The Sky-Breaking Hammer!"
This is the most powerful move in Fenglei Fist. It is powerful and has the potential to be invincible.
"not good!"
The old man saw that before the punch came, the strong wind was already blowing in his face. If he wanted to retreat faster than those fists, he could only give up the bright silver gun in his hand and take the move with his bare hands.
"Boom!"
"ah!"
With a loud bang, a figure flew out like a kite with its string cut off, and let out a scream before it even hit the ground.
"Boom!"
The figure hit the ground heavily.
The one who flew out was naturally the old man. Before he could react, Ye Feng had already jumped up and drew a beautiful arc in mid-air.
Ye Feng, who was in mid-air, missed his fists and hit the old man who barely got up.
The old man had just suffered a disastrous defeat in the fist fight. His arms were hanging limply, and his bones and tendons were obviously broken. After he managed to get up, he was coughing up blood.
Ye Feng didn't give him any chance to breathe, and used his killing move again.
"You are so cruel!"
The old man had no time to make any effective resistance. He just barely uttered the last words of his life, and the Wind and Thunder Fist had already hit his head.
"puff!"
With a muffled sound, the head exploded like a rotten watermelon.
The headless corpse persisted for several seconds, and finally fell to the ground with a pop.
Ashes to dust, dust to dust, a generation of great masters vanished into thin air.
After killing the old man, Ye Feng performed a beautiful somersault and landed steadily.
He looked at the headless corpse that fell to the ground, then looked at the blood on his hands, and suddenly his stomach turned.
"Wow!"
Ye Feng vomited violently.
This was his first time killing someone, and it was also his first time actually facing a corpse. He never thought he would do such a bloody thing.
He never thought that killing could be so easy and life could be so fragile.