Obviously it proved that he had known about his existence for a long time, and the purpose of his coming was also directly expressed. It turned out to be for the Huntian Monument.
But it belongs to your uncle.
If you want the Huntian Monument, just say it. If I give it to you, it's over, and you have to torture me to death before you say it slowly?
While crying, the shadow waved his hand.m.i.\nc
Suddenly, the black stone tablet that had been floating in the sky above the hall and had been motionless trembled slightly.
Then it smashed down and fell to the ground.
"oh?"
Yi Feng quickly turned his head and was slightly startled when he looked at the black bricks on the ground.
I never expected to be so lucky that a brick actually fell from the roof.
Walk over and pick it up.
Don't say it.
Pretty handy.
"very nice."
Yi Feng weighed it in his hands and nodded with satisfaction. After all, for self-defense, something is better than nothing.
Seeing that Yi Feng seemed satisfied, Xuying breathed a sigh of relief in the corner.
Although this Huntian Monument is valuable, it is not as valuable as his life.
Although he was already in an undead state, the more this happened, the more he cherished his last remaining breath.
Looking at the countless passages connecting the main hall, Yi Feng randomly found one and got in.
Seeing Yi Feng finally leaving, the figure huddled in the corner was finally relieved, and his face was full of an expression of surviving the disaster.
"Damn it, what kind of hell did this place come from?"
Walking in the winding and rugged passage, Yi Feng cursed with an ugly face. After walking for a long time, he didn't know where he was going.
"Bang bang."
At this moment, he clearly heard the sound of weapons connecting in front of him.
Yi Feng's eyes lit up and he quickly slipped towards the place where the sound came from.
Then he saw, in the passage ahead, two figures who were having a great time fighting.
After the collision, the two looked at each other, staring at each other eagerly.
The two people fighting were a man and a woman.
The woman has a beautiful face, a tall figure, and holds a three-foot-long sword.
It is Yun Yaoyao.
But at this moment, her face was solemn, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, obviously she was injured.
The other is a middle-aged man wearing gray clothes.
He has a gutter nose and holds two claws. He looks sinister at first glance.
"Yun Yaoyao."
"If we were outside, it would be really difficult to defeat you, but now that we have no cultivation and rely solely on our physical bodies to fight, there is no way you, a woman, can be my opponent." The hook-nosed man said coldly.
: "I advise you to surrender as soon as possible."
Yun Yaoyao's face was full of despair, but facing the threat of the hooked nose, she still did not give in. Instead, she gripped the long sword in her hand a little tighter and said coldly: "Old Demon Yan, don't talk about those useless things.
Just do it quickly!"
"It seems that you really refused to eat the toast and drank the fine wine, and you are still talking arrogantly at this time." Yan Laomo said coldly: "You have to know that there will be no living people in this kind of place. No one can
I can save you."
"Fuck your mother."
"I'm not a human being?"
However, just as his voice fell, a curse came from behind him, and at the same time, a sudden kick suddenly landed on his back.
The sudden attack made Yan Laomo stagger.
His expression changed, and he quickly turned around and saw a young man standing behind him holding a brick.
The desperate Yun Yaoyao also did not expect that in such a desperate time, someone would actually save her.
She also quickly looked over in surprise.
This sight immediately made her tremble.
This familiar figure...
Isn't he the same mortal who spent time with her before?
She was still worried about Yi Feng's life and death before, but she never expected that Yi Feng was still alive and well.
"I'm so glad you're okay!"
she shouted in surprise.
"You actually know each other?"
When Yan Laomo heard Yun Yaoyao's voice, he immediately stared at Yi Feng and shouted gloomily: "Boy, even if you know each other, I have to warn you, don't interfere in our affairs, otherwise I will let you die without a burial.
place."
Hear the words.
Yun Yaoyao changed slightly.
He also quickly winked at Yi Feng.
Apparently he was signaling Yi Feng to leave.
Because in her opinion, Old Demon Yan is not a being that a mortal like Yi Feng can afford to offend.
Since Yi Feng could save his life, she didn't want Yi Feng to put himself in danger again.
However, what neither of them expected was that Yi Feng said very forcefully: "Then I won't leave, I will take care of it."
Yi Feng's words made both of them unbelievable.
Yun Yaoyao had a worried look on her face. She never expected that this mortal would be so courageous and actually provoke Old Demon Yan.
And the eyes of Old Demon Yan also flashed with strong murderous intent.
I never expected that this kid would ignore his threats.
"Boy, go to hell!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he moved the long claw in his hand and enveloped Yifeng.
"careful."
Yun Yaoyao shouted.
But as soon as her voice fell, Yi Feng easily dodged Yan Lao Mo's attack and hit Yan Lao Mo's head with a brick.
Yan Lao Mo, who had no cultivation base to protect his body, suddenly suffered a bloody head injury and staggered on the spot with stars in his eyes.
hiss!
This scene.
Yun Yaoyao immediately covered her red lips and stared with beautiful eyes full of disbelief.
This mortal.
It's too fierce.
He actually hit Yan Laomo on the head with a brick?
How did he do that?
You must know that even if they no longer have cultivation, their years of combat experience are still there, and their physical strength is definitely incomparable to others.
But Yan Laomo was knocked down by a mortal, which is really unbelievable.
The old demon Yan who was holding his head did not expect that he would receive such a blow, and he shouted angrily: "Little bastard, do you know who I am? I am the old demon Yan of the Split Claw of Central Continent. How dare you hurt me?"
, don’t you want your life?”
"Fuck you!"
But what he didn't expect was that Yi Feng complained impatiently and hit him on the head with another brick.
This scene.
Yun Yaoyao's eyes twitched next to her.
He rushed over and said hurriedly: "You have caused a big trouble. This person is a cultivator of Emperor Wu, and he comes from Central Continent. He has a powerful force behind him. If you hurt him like this, he will not let you go. I'm afraid I won't be able to save him by then."
you."
"so what?"
Yi Feng glanced at the staggering Old Demon Yan, and after adding a brick to knock him to the ground, he slowly added: "Under the dimensionality reduction suppression you mentioned, cultivators do not practice
What's the difference? He's not a weakling?"
Yun Yaoyao was stunned on the spot.
But I still felt that it was inappropriate for a mortal to beat a Martial Emperor like this to Yi Feng, so he quickly said: "It is true that you have no cultivation here, but after you go out, aren't you afraid of his revenge?"
"Then shoot him to death."
Yi Feng weighed the bricks in his hands and said.
Yun Yaoyao was startled for once.
Facing Yi Feng.
She was speechless.
But she had to admit that what she said was true.
But hearing such words from a mortal's mouth always felt a little unreal to her.
But what she didn't expect was that Yi Feng took action directly.
He took the long sword from her hand and plunged it into Yan Lao Mo's chest.
Clean and neat.
Not sloppy at all.
Seeing the old demon Yan who had lost his breath, Yun Yaoyao couldn't relax for a long time.
Yi Feng, a mortal...
Actually killed a Martial Emperor in front of her?!
If this were said out loud, I'm afraid it would cause a sensation across the entire continent.
And Yan Lao Mo probably never imagined in his life that after finally cultivating to the level of Martial Emperor, he would fall into the hands of a mortal.
"What are you still doing, collecting the spoils of war?"
Yi Feng rolled his eyes at her and said.
Hearing this, Yun Yaoyao reacted and took off Yan Lao Mo's storage ring.
As soon as he opened it, he saw a dazzling array of various treasures inside, which even Yun Yaoyao was in a state of mind.
"Well, after all, I killed this man, so logically these things should belong to me."
"But I don't have any use for this cultivator's stuff, so..."
Rubbing his nose, Yi Feng took out the pen and paper again.
"Would you like to write another IOU?"
"Well?"
"It's yours, and you can give me another million, okay?"
"I, this, one million gold coins?"
"Are your cultivators' things so worthless?"
"No, I mean..."
"Okay, just one million."
Yi Feng neatly wrote the IOU, pulled up Yun Yaoyao who was still dazed, pressed her palm on the IOU, and then put the IOU away with satisfaction.