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Chapter 60 Rolling

"You're bored, let's take action!"

Ye Feng sneered and said, I really don't know where these people get their confidence, and they don't have any respect for the unknown.

He had just broken through to the middle stage of Qi Condensation. Although he had little combat experience, according to Nangong Yun, his strength was no less than that of the late stage of Qi Condensation. The old man was only in the middle stage of Qi Condensation, so he really didn't take notice of him.

"Huh, if you don't shed tears until you see the coffin, I will make you into a meat pig and let you taste the feeling of being unable to live and unable to die."

The old man glanced at Bu Jingyun, who was lying in the pit with no idea of ​​his life or death, and felt angry in his heart. After speaking, he patted his waist, and as if by magic, a long sword appeared in his hand.

Ye Feng blinked and really didn't understand where this sword came from.

It was summer, and the clothes on his body were thin, so it was impossible not to see that he was wearing it. He didn't believe in magic tricks, and it was obvious that there was something he didn't understand.

"Suffer death!"

The old man was furious at Ye Feng's confusion. He shouted loudly, shook his long sword, and the sword light rose three feet. Without any movement, a sword light shot out.

"puff!"

After all, Ye Feng lacked actual combat experience and was distracted before the battle. The old man made sharp moves and was a little confused. Fortunately, he dealt with it well and defeated the sword glow with a wind blade.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The old man snorted coldly, his sword shook continuously, and four sword beams went straight towards Ye Feng to kill him.

"Well done!"

A hasty wind blade easily defeated the old man's sword light. Ye Feng was full of confidence and shouted well. He waved his hands continuously and shot out four wind blades.

The swords and wind blades collided together in the blink of an eye, and disappeared with four muffled sounds.

"Come again!"

Ye Feng was still a young man after all. He had always been lonely and dull when he was on Earth, but he suddenly became playful and blurted out.

"not good!"

But when he caught a glimpse of the sarcasm on the old man's face, his heart sank, and he secretly said something bad, but it was too late.

The sword light that had dissipated suddenly rekindled. The distance between the two sides was not far, and the sword light jumped right in front of them.

It was obviously too late to defend him anymore, so he could only push his feet on the ground, fall straight back to the ground, and then roll around like a lazy ass.

"Tsk, tsk!"

Although the reaction was fast enough, it was still half a beat too late. With two scoffs, Ye Feng had already been hit.

Fortunately, the old man didn't know whether he was deliberately teasing, or whether he was going to make him into a meat pig as he said before, but the sword beams slashed at Ye Feng's limbs, and only two sword beams could not be avoided.

"Pooh!"

Ye Feng was really embarrassed. He vomited out a mouthful of dust and looked at his torn clothes with lingering fear. Fortunately, he was not injured.

"Huh!"

The old man glanced at the bouncing Ye Feng and let out a light sigh.

He was too confident in this move of the Zimu Sword. It was a secret skill that he had practiced hard. The sword's rays appeared to be four, but in fact they were eight.

The four child sword lights were hidden behind the mother sword light. Although the power of the child sword lights was much smaller, they were struck by surprise. The sword lights were already sharp and strength was not important. I don’t know how many people were struck by this.

"Haha! It's okay!"

Ye Feng could barely avoid a move, he was a little scared, and his image was really embarrassing, so he could only smile awkwardly.

The old man could not tell Ye Feng's cultivation level. Although Qian Mu repeatedly reminded him, he saw that Ye Feng was still holding on to his burden and did not think that he was a Qi Condensation monk.

With his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi Condensation, he thought that it would be over with one blow, but what surprised him was that Ye Feng could actually use the wind blade. Isn't this something that only great monks in the late stage of Qi Condensation can master?

The old man was rich in experience. Although he was secretly frightened, he kept his secret and used his trump card. Unfortunately, he still failed to achieve success.

Ye Feng didn't know what the old man was thinking. In his opinion, the old man was neither yin nor yang, so he was probably laughing at him, which was really embarrassing.

"Haha! It's rude to not reciprocate. It's my turn!"

Ye Feng laughed and took action.

After two moves, Ye Feng also had a clear understanding that the old man was no better than him. Even if he was holding a broken sword, he was not afraid at all.

The old man took action twice and knew that it would be difficult to be kind today. He secretly cursed Qian Mu for being such a fool and cheating on his father. Ten thousand idiots passed by.

I wanted to scare Ye Feng with some words so that he could escape unscathed, but he happened to be a man of few words. He was ordinary and conceited. He could take action and never talk nonsense. He couldn't think of anything to say at the moment.

However, Ye Feng is also a novice, he doesn't know the importance, so he strikes with all his strength, Wind and Thunder Fist - Sky Thunder Break.

"Grass!"

The old man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He uttered a curse word and hurriedly danced several sword flowers with his long sword, protecting his whole body from the wind and rain.

Just kidding, this is a thunderbolt, and it is impossible to use it without condensing energy in the later stage. Just looking at the aura, the old man felt a chill in his heart. He couldn't think of anything other than holding on.

"Boom!"

"ah!"

There was a loud noise followed by a scream, the dust in the sky cleared away, and the old man was no longer seen on the road.

"Oh haha!"

Ye Feng smacked his lips, looking confused.

He really didn't know the power of the Sky Thunder Breaker. He had just realized it and had not used it yet, but one blow knocked the old man to ashes, which really frightened him.

"Fellow Taoist, stop!"

Just when Ye Feng was secretly reproving that his attack was still too harsh and that he had to restrain himself in the future, a voice suddenly came from the ground.

Looking around, there was a head on the ground. Who could it be if it wasn't the old man?

"Haha! You actually have this trick, I admire you, I admire you!"

Ye Feng was embarrassed again. He was fine at all, and he didn't know what means he used, so he just went underground.

"puff!"

At this moment, the old man's face was pale and covered with red soil, and he was in an extremely embarrassed state. When Ye Feng opened his mouth, he was even more embarrassed and spurted out a burst of blood mist.

What kind of trick is this? It's obviously like being driven into the ground like a stake. After that, he still has to verbally abuse him. My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt can't. Unfortunately, his anger has been shaken away, and he can't do anything except vomit blood.

"Sir, spare your life!"

Ye Feng didn't know, but Qian Mu was not stupid. Seeing the old man being beaten into the ground with one move, blood spurting out, he was so frightened that his knees went weak and he knelt down to beg for mercy.

"hey-hey!"

Ye Feng was already very smart, but he lacked some social experience. When he saw Qian Mu kneeling down to beg for mercy, kowtowing like he was pounding garlic, he didn't understand anything, so he scratched his head in embarrassment, not knowing what to do.

"Young Master! I was confused for a moment. You are a friend of the Princess. We would never dare to harm you. We are just looking for trouble for the Young Master. We are really blind to provoke you. Please, for the sake of the Princess, let us go.

Bar!"

Although Qian Mu's cultivation level is not very good, he is definitely a good person. Confessing the Nanjun King at this time will only make Ye Feng unable to come to the stage, and his life will definitely be at risk.

Taking the blame on oneself is nothing more than a personal grudge. People who can defeat the master of the middle stage of Qi Condensation with one move are probably too lazy to be on the same level as him.

How could he not know that Ye Feng had a close relationship with the princess? Otherwise, why would Prince Nan send them to kill people and silence them? Carrying out the princess would be the wisest choice.

"snort!"

Ye Feng had known that this matter had something to do with Prince Nanjun, and just killing these people wouldn't solve the problem. Of course, what he cared about most was the wind chime, so he didn't speak, and just snorted coldly.

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