"Do you think you are awesome just by showing off your movements?"
Just like that, one knife after another...
Several men in black didn't even use their skills, and were chopped down to the ground by Yi Feng effortlessly. Only the leading man was left lying on the ground, dying.
Such a scene had already stunned the two masters and servants next to them. The boss of the two had red lips parted, full of surprise.
It can be seen from the revealed aura that these seven people are all Martial Emperors.
However, these seven Martial Emperors were killed in just a few blows without any resistance in front of the young man in front of them.
The key is that they haven't been able to see clearly until now what kind of cultivation this young man has!
"Aren't you robbing me? Keep robbing me, you piece of trash!"
Yi Feng put the kitchen knife on the leader's neck and shouted coldly.
"I, I was wrong, please forgive me, please forgive me, please forgive me."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I shouldn't steal your things."
Feeling the cold light on the kitchen knife, the leading man knelt on the ground and let out a regretful voice.
"snort."
"I thought you were so cool. Weren't you awesome just now?"
Yi Feng snorted coldly and couldn't help but cast a disdainful glance to the side.
However.
It was because of Yi Feng's sudden glance and distraction that a ferocious cold light flashed in the eyes of the leading man, suddenly rising from the ground.
At the same time as the explosion, all the vitality surged in his body and converged towards his right hand.
In an instant.
A ball of energy that was ready to move was condensed in his hand, sweeping up a billowing storm.
"Hahaha, you are still too young."
"You should have killed me directly just now. Since you didn't kill me right away, then just bear with my dying counterattack!"
A crazy voice came from his mouth, showing the appearance of a desperado, and he aimed the powerful attack in his hand at Yi Feng's chest and pushed it away.
"ah!"
"careful."
Upon seeing this, the master and servant who were watching the battle suddenly widened their beautiful eyes in fear, and shouted anxiously to Yifeng to remind him.
They never expected that a master of Emperor Martial Arts could be so insidious and cunning. He would kneel down and beg for mercy, but then take advantage of others' unpreparedness to launch a sneak attack behind his back.
but.
All this is already too late!
The process from the moment the man in black gathered his attack to the moment he pushed it onto Yi Feng's chest actually only happened in an instant.
This palm with a powerful energy ball landed directly on Yi Feng's chest.
This blow hit!
"Is he dead?"
When the two masters and servants watching the battle saw Yi Feng's palm, their hearts skipped a beat. Their beautiful eyes stared at Yi Feng with uneasy suspicions in their hearts.
Although they were shocked by Yi Feng's previous strength, being able to withstand Emperor Wu's blow at such a close range and unpreparedly seemed to them to be a disaster.
The man in black who attacked also held his breath and looked at Yi Feng.
Those eagle-like eyes remained motionless.
"do you died?"
He also had the same uneasy conjecture in his heart.
wind.
Whistling by.
this moment.
There was a deathly silence in the venue, and even the breathing of everyone fell silent.
suddenly.
A voice broke all the peace.
"You touch me?"
The sound came from Yi Feng's mouth, and at the same time he rubbed his chest with his palms.
"You still touch me before you die. What a fucking counterattack before you die. It won't do much harm, but it's quite insulting!"
He raised his hand and slapped the man in black on the face with a big mouth, knocking him to the ground and stepping on his chest with the soles of his feet.
This scene, which originally made the master and servant both feel their hearts in their throats, were dumbfounded.
Touch, touch you?
Emperor Wu's blow was actually described as touching you...
Why does this sound so unflattering?
The man in black who was stepped on the ground was even more stunned, staring at Yi Feng with a pair of bloodshot eyes.
He was unprepared to withstand his strongest blow, and nothing happened at all?
"You, who are you?"
The man in black's eyes showed unwillingness and fear, and he asked word by word.
"Who do you think I am?"
Yi Feng sneered.
The man looked at Yi Feng.
"I am your uncle."
Yi Feng dropped the kitchen knife with a clean stroke.
So far.
All seven men in black lost their lives.
"Really, anyone dares to block the road and rob me these days. They really think I am a vegetarian."
Yi Feng pulled up the clothes of the man in black, cursed and complained, and wiped the blood off the kitchen knife and put it away.
After putting away the kitchen knife, Yi Feng straightened his spotless robe, turned his head and looked at the two women, showing a faint smile.
"You two girls don't have to worry."
He said gently.
Hearing this, the master and servant trembled, and hurriedly walked over and leaned next to Yi Feng, shouting with great respect: "Greetings, senior."
"Hey, what senior is not senior? I just killed a few rubbish." Yi Feng quickly helped the two girls up and said disapprovingly.
The two women couldn't help but twitch their lips.
Emperor Wu's words were such that they didn't know what to say.
But there is no way to refute it.
After all, what they said was right. The seven Emperors fell down like chopping melons and vegetables. In other people's eyes, Emperors I'm afraid are really rubbish!
"I would also like to thank you."
Yi Feng then added that after all, these two girls were cowards, but their kindness in helping him could still be seen.
"Senior is too polite. He doesn't need our help at all. Instead, we have become a burden to him." The two women said anxiously.
"You two are too polite."
Although what the two women said was indeed correct, Yi Feng did not want to undermine their good behavior of drawing a sword to help when encountering difficulties, so he comforted him with a rather joking words: "The arrival of you two has emboldened me. After all,
Only in front of a beautiful woman can I burst out with such great power."
Yi Feng's joke made the two nervous women couldn't help but cover their mouths and smile.
I didn't expect this expert to be so funny and humorous.
And looking at his impeccable and gentle appearance, it seems difficult to think of the terrifying figure who just casually made seven martial emperors become dead souls under the sword!
Both parties exchanged pleasantries for a while.
I learned that the girl's name was Ye Yi, and next to her was her maid Xiaochun.
"By the way, is there a city ahead?" Yi Feng asked.
"Senior, there is a Guantang City dozens of miles ahead." Ye Yi replied respectfully.
"It would be nice to have a city."
Yi Feng smiled and nodded, and at the same time said: "Miss Ye, there is no need to call me senior or anything, I am just a mortal, there is no need to act like an immortal cultivator."
"Mortal...mortal?"
Ye Yi opened her red lips and looked at Yi Feng in disbelief.
"I'm still lying to you. Do you think I look like a cultivated person?" Yi Feng spread his hands and smiled.
Ye Yi twitched her mouth.
right.
mortal.
On the surface, he looked like a mortal, and she really believed him at first.
But after witnessing Yi Feng killing seven Martial Emperors with her own eyes, she could only say that she had never seen such a mortal before in her life.
So Ye Yi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Senior is really joking. If senior was really a mortal, how could he have eliminated those seven people so easily."
"What can't be solved about this?"
Yi Feng smiled and said: "They are originally crooked melons and cracked jujubes, and it is not just cultivators who can defeat seven in one, mortals can do it too."
"Senior is joking again, how could a mortal beat seven of them." Ye Yi smiled, thinking that Yi Feng was making fun of her.
etc.
But I just finished.
She seemed to have noticed something was wrong.
What Yi Feng said just now was that mortals can beat seven with one?
He means?
Ye Yi suddenly remembered that when Yi Feng killed these seven people just now, he did not show any aura at all, nor did he use any immortal cultivator's methods. His moves were exactly the same as those used by mortals.
hiss!
When she thought about this, Ye Yi took a sharp breath.
That is to say.
The man in front of me killed seven Martial Emperors using just mortal means?