died? Just die like this? Is this really just a waste that cannot be cultivated? Is this really just a fourteen-year-old child?
It's terrible that a monk in the middle stage of foundation building can't withstand even one move from him.
"Humph, it's really a waste." Wan Muchun couldn't help but cursed when he saw this.
"Ye Lingfeng, don't be too proud. Let me capture your little maid first and see what else you can do." Naturally, Wan Muchun didn't expect Shen Yanchuan to defeat Ye Lingfeng, he just hoped to delay it for a while. That’s it.
Who would have thought that this idiot Shen Yanchuan could not resist even one move.
But it's right to think about it. Ye Lingfeng has been silent for so long, so it is naturally not something that ordinary people can deal with. What's more, he also knows that he is coming back to find him. He seems to be confident and must have an ulterior trump card.
Fortunately, he did not rush over directly, but found someone to test the waters, otherwise his plan would not be implemented.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is an eternal truth. Of course, someone will deal with Ye Lingfeng, but it is definitely not him.
"How dare you." Ye Lingfeng roared angrily and rushed towards Wan Muchun.
"Brother Lingfeng, don't worry about me. After all, I am also at the peak of Foundation Establishment. I won't let him succeed easily." Mu Qinxue was stunned. She didn't expect that Ye Lingfeng was so powerful that he destroyed Foundation Establishment with one sword. A monk in the middle stage, is this still the Ye Lingfeng she knows?
Hearing Ye Lingfeng's reminder at this time, Mu Qinxue responded, and immediately made a hand seal with her hands, and a line of ice suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Hmph, you are at the peak of foundation building. Let's capture him without any effort." Wan Muchun snorted coldly, waved out his palm, and suddenly a strong aura hit his face.
There was only a "click" sound, and the ice wall shattered.
Mu Qinxue groaned and stepped back, but she did not panic. Instead, she looked solemn and immediately shouted: "Bingning, Bingjian."
As her voice fell, the broken ice wall suddenly recovered. With a "swish" sound, the ice wall quickly rotated, and countless ice arrows shot out from it.
"Little skill, today I will let you know what the Pill Formation Stage is. With your cultivation in the Foundation Establishment Stage, you can't defeat me at all. It's better to just surrender, so that I can give you a happy life." Wan Muchun's eyes flickered, this little girl Xiu Not bad, if he didn't have the high-grade spiritual weapon Xuantian Sword, he might not be able to fight her.
"Broken," Wan Muchun swiped with his long sword. The power of the high-grade spiritual weapon should not be underestimated. It actually shattered her ice arrow in one fell swoop.
"The high-grade spiritual weapon is indeed impressive." Mu Qinxue sighed and quickly backed away.
Ye Lingfeng was not idle during this period, and started fighting with the other two people. When he saw Mu Qinxue being forced back, he immediately used his strength to force them back.
"Wan Muchun, you dare." Seeing Wan Muchun getting closer and closer to Mu Qinxue, Ye Lingfeng was frightened and rushed towards Wan Muchun without caring about the two people behind him.
"Hmph, why don't I dare." Wan Muchun was holding a high-grade spiritual weapon and was invincible. No matter how much Mu Qin resisted, it was of no avail.
"Hmph." Ye Lingfeng was focused on Mu Qinxue, and had no chance at all for the other two members of the Wan family. But who knew that the two of them suddenly attacked, and Ye Lingfeng was caught off guard and injured by the sword energy.
Ye Lingfeng groaned, not caring about the injury on his back, but disappeared from the place with a thought.
"Huh? Chun'er, be careful." Although the white-haired old man on the side did not participate in the battle, he did not relax either. He was always paying attention to the changes in his surroundings.
Seeing Ye Lingfeng suddenly disappearing, the old man secretly thought it was bad and immediately reminded him.
At this moment, Wan Muchun, who was holding a high-grade spiritual weapon, was in a deserted place. After hearing the old man's reminder, he just responded and didn't take it to heart at all.
In addition, Ye Lingfeng suddenly disappeared. I thought he was afraid and ran away alone. He immediately smiled and said to Mu Qinxue: "Beauty, your brother Lingfeng doesn't want you anymore. Why don't you follow me? I'm sure I will serve you comfortably, and then you will know what a woman should feel like, instead of wielding a sword here."
"You, damn it." Mu Qinxue was furious, but under the pressure of the high-grade spiritual weapon, her strength could not be resisted. She immediately used Ice and Snow, and when the snow fell, she hoped to slow down Wan Muchun's speed. Come to buy time for Ye Lingfeng.
"It's useless, your brother Lingfeng won't come, just obey me." Wan Muchun became even happier when he saw this. The more Mu Qinxue struggled, the more he liked it. As he spoke, he grabbed Mu Qinxue.
"No, bastard, go away, don't touch me, take your dirty hands away." Mu Qinxue was scared, and pitiful tears fell down her face.
"Haha." Wan Muchun smiled proudly, and he could touch Mu Qinxue's body immediately. Even before he touched it, he could feel the skin that could be broken by blows.
At this moment, a sword light flashed, and a scream was heard. Wan Muchun flew out and lay on the ground, covering his shoulders and shouting: "Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu, save me."
"Xiaoxue, are you okay?" Ye Lingfeng appeared in front of Mu Qinxue. Looking at the tears on her face, Ye Lingfeng was furious.
"You are all going to die..." Ye Lingfeng glanced at everyone, and a shocking killing intent spread around him.
He was like a god of murder who had walked out of hell, with the black mist surrounding him making it difficult to see his face. All he could see was the sword, a sword filled with astonishing murderous intent.
"Chun'er, how are you?" The white-haired old man hurriedly stepped forward to help Wan Muchun stop the wound.
"Such a fast sword, Ye Lingfeng, you hide it so well. I guess Ye Wudao still doesn't know that his son is not only not a waste, but an amazingly gifted genius."
The white-haired old man stared at Ye Lingfeng. Although he was shocked, he didn't pay too much attention. After all, his cultivation in the later stage of pill formation did not take Ye Lingfeng in the early stage of pill formation seriously.
"Hmph, you are all going to die today." Ye Lingfeng snorted coldly and walked forward, step by step like a devil.
"You two, go ahead and stop him. I'll heal Chun'er first." The white-haired old man pointed at the other two people and said.
The two hesitated for a moment, but at the end they did not dare to resist the old man's order. They were just guests invited by the Wan family. Although their cultivation levels were high, they were just relying on others to look at their faces. After all, it was extremely difficult to practice as a casual cultivator. In order to be able to do better Cultivation has to be like this.
However, they also felt the power of Ye Lingfeng deeply. They could kill the monks in the middle stage of foundation building with one sword. They asked themselves that they could not do it. However, the old man just asked them to stop them and did not fight to the death. This also gave them hope. As long as he can block Ye Lingfeng for a moment, the old man can come to support him.
Immediately, the two looked at each other and had no choice but to bite the bullet.
