"Huh? So murderous."
Yang Feng felt that there was an aura coming from all directions, shrouding him.
"Hahaha! I didn't expect you to be a newbie. Enjoy this killing feast!"
Inside Tianxuan Cave, the lights are brightly lit!
From all directions, people of all kinds were approaching Yang Feng.
The strong aura that erupted from hundreds of people was so overwhelming that they could hardly breathe. What a pity! This little aura had no effect on Yang Feng.
In the middle of the Bigu stage, facing the physical strength of the first level of the Yijin stage, unless a strong person in the Jindan stage intervenes, Yang Feng will kill as many as he can.
"Well done! This way I can get closer to my goal of massacre."
Yang Feng's sword flew in the air, and his body exuded the Bigu Stage cultivation. Although it was powerful, among the nearly 100 people who rushed out, randomly picked one, and his cultivation level was also the Bigu Stage.
"Arrogant newcomer, I can already foresee your fate."
As soon as the man finished speaking, he slashed out with a knife in the air.
Yang Feng dodged, avoiding the knife slashed in the air, and engaged in close combat.
He punched the man to the ground, his life or death uncertain.
"Sorry! Is that so?"
The blood-stained fists were coupled with Yang Feng's cold appearance.
Immediately, the people who were about to rush forward were stopped in their tracks.
"There are two brushes, but unfortunately this is not the place for you to play tricks."
The person who came was dressed in coarse linen clothes, carrying a bow and arrows on his back. He took off the big bow on his back, drew the bow and nocked the arrows.
call out!
call out!
Two shots, two cold arrows, shot towards Yang Feng's back.
when!
The moment the two sharp arrows touched Yang Feng's back, they made a "dang" sound. The sound did not sound like they were shot on a flesh and blood body, but more like they were shot on an extremely hard rock.
The sharp arrow was broken and fell into four pieces on the ground.
From the beginning to the end, Yang Feng did not move his body, just flying in the air with his sword, always maintaining the starting position.
"Hiss! What's Lao Gong's arrow? Could it be that he is a physical practitioner?"
"No, look at the Yuan Power in his body. He is a dual cultivator of immortal body and body."
…
Those who cultivate both the immortal body and the body will receive cold looks wherever they go in the Great Xia Star.
Because anyone who embarks on this road means falling into a dead end. This is a dead end, a road that no one has ever taken.
"If you are not afraid of arrows, then take my sword."
"Sword cuts thunder!"
I saw a person wearing gray robes, holding a sword containing an electric arc, and stabbing Yang Feng.
A sword slash struck thunder, accompanied by some thunder and lightning.
It's a pity that this little thunder and lightning is not enough to fill the gaps in Yang Feng's Eye of Desolation.
Yang Feng maintained his posture of wielding the sword in the air and let the opponent's moves fall. The physical strength of the Yijin Realm, which was at the first level, was comparable to that of low-grade magic weapons, giving him enough confidence to face all the storms.
"Crazy man! You dare to take my sword and cut Jing Lei. Even I admire your courage."
From the perspective of the gray-robed man holding the Thunder Sword, Yang Feng's act of enforcing Dafa was undoubtedly an attempt to catch him to death.
Yang Feng turned a deaf ear and looked at the monks who surrounded him with burning eyes. Everyone was a "hero".
Such a title is not common in Ninth Street. So far, Yang Feng has only encountered one evil ghost.
But now, there are "heroes" everywhere, and in their hands, there are no less than a hundred lives in their hands.
Yang Feng wanted to conquer this group of people and cultivate a force that belonged to him. The Nine Streets Massacre, in addition to their own excellent abilities, each of them had a force of their own.
Zhi!
Zhi!
The thunderous sword strike fell on Yang Feng, but he was still not injured at all.
The electric arc circled around the surface of Yang Feng's skin and turned into nothingness.
"Well, Shutan! You can barely do this for massage. Are you going to kill people? It's better for me to teach you!"
After saying that, Yang Feng slashed down with his sword.
"The sword cuts through the void!"
The monstrous sword intent was slashed out, and the man holding the Thunder Sword's face suddenly changed drastically. The sword intent contained in this move made it impossible for him to resist at all.
Yang Feng's sword was about to cut the man's body into two pieces.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Two spiritual energy spells fell, defeating Yang Feng's sword intent.
"Boy, if you want to kill him, you have no chance, because he is mine!"
After saying that, a sudden sword thrust pierced the body of the gray-robed man holding the Thunder Sword.
Blood stained the sword red.
It fell to the ground with a "tick" along the edge of the sword.
Then he looked at the body that fell at his feet, standing in the air as if nothing had happened, with an imposing manner that rivaled that of Yang Feng.
It was obvious that he was under the influence of drugs, because although the aura emanating from his body was extremely powerful, his energy was not strong and powerful, and was rather superficial.
"It's your turn."
There was also a woman on the ground with the man wearing a headscarf, but this woman was very tolerant and had not made any move until now.
"hehe!"
Yang Feng showed a rare smile. This scene looked so familiar! This line also sounds familiar.
The monk wearing a red turban must have never imagined that the grass on the grave of the person who said this last time was probably so tall.
Yang Feng planned to play with him first and get familiar with it. Hellfire taught him the spiritual energy technique.
"Fire Slash!"
Yang Feng was the first to take action, breaking the sword Lingsha with his hand, slashing out with the sword, and the majestic energy fell towards the man wearing the turban.
"How dare you shout about such a crude spell?"
"Devouring Waves!"
This male monk cast a water-based spiritual energy technique, which happened to restrain Yang Feng's fire-based spiritual energy technique.
The Wave Devouring Slash submerged the flames, but Yang Feng was not discouraged. If the turbaned man in front of him got close to him, he would be able to return his opponent's soul to the underworld in just one round.
Unfortunately, he did not do this because he wanted to take this opportunity to hone his newly learned reiki techniques.
"Extreme Flame Sky Roar!"
This is a special technique that interferes with people's spiritual consciousness. Yang Feng uses this technique to draw out people hiding in the dark.
If you want to plot against him, you need to pay a price.
The turbaned monk had no time to react when he saw Yang Feng open his mouth, and then sound waves invaded his sea of consciousness. He lost consciousness to resist the impact of the sound waves.
Yang Feng got close to him.
"Icebreaker!"
A sharp and long-planned knife fell on Yang Feng's waist.
boom!
Click!
Crack!
The quality of this knife is that of a middle-grade spiritual weapon, a knife that reaches the Great Perfection of the Bigu Stage.
It stuck on Yang Feng's waist, and Yang Feng's waist was intact. The knife split inch by inch from the handle, and finally shattered into a pile of scrap metal. The one holding the knife is a pair of jade hands.
Yang Feng didn't look at what a person looked like, he just used a sword with his backhand.
The woman held the handle of the knife, and the powerful Yuan force on her body formed a light shield to resist Yang Feng's inconspicuous sword.
A quasi-magic weapon with a hint of magic power, the Broken Sword Spirit!
Even if Yang Feng just swung his sword casually, it would still be powerful.
The woman struggled to resist, that sword contained terrifying power.
Forcing her to retreat.
"You, who are you? Your cultivation...are you a ghost hero?!"
After Yang Feng killed the evil ghost, he replaced him and won the title of Ghost Hero.
The purpose of deliberately hiding Gui Xiong's logo was to find out who was in charge of this square cave.
It is said that to capture the thief first, capture the king. If these nearly a hundred people are trained a little, they will become an elite force in the future.
"Surrender or die, it's your choice."
"And you, I don't want to waste any more words."
If it weren't for the fact that both of them had reached the Great Perfection stage of the Bigu stage, it would be a pity to die, and Yang Feng wouldn't have said much.
The principle he adheres to is that he can always take action but never speak.
"We surrender." The two women responded in unison.
They have cultivated to the Great Perfection stage of Bigu Stage in order to attack the golden elixir and obtain a hundred years of life. Who wants to die?
On the journey of cultivating immortality, who doesn’t want to pursue immortality, and who doesn’t want to become an immortal.
"Very good, you will be my right and left guardians from now on."
"yes."
"yes."
The man and the woman, with a trace of bitterness flashing across their faces, walked side by side with Yang Feng.
"Even the two brothers Zhu Dan and Zhu Chen surrendered to this boy, we..."
"No, I don't accept it. How can a mere monk in the Bigu stage rebel against heaven?"
"I have a way. We all share the same hatred, so we can show some color to this boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth."
…
Naturally, some people in the crowd felt that after Yang Feng's several attacks just now, the energy in his dantian was completely empty. No matter how strong his body was, there would always be a time when his physical energy would be exhausted.
Physical cultivation relies on physical strength, while those who cultivate immortality rely on the Dantian. After cultivating to the golden elixir stage and forming a golden elixir, they rely on the golden elixir.
"Hmph! But the bigu-stage monk, he really thinks he is a golden elixir monk, and he despises us so much! Let's kill this beast together, and when the time comes, we will each use our own abilities to obtain the treasures on him!"
"Well said! Join hands to kill this beast, otherwise how can we have the honor to stay in Tianxuan Cave in the future?"
"kill!"
…
The shouts of killing shook the heaven and the earth.
Yang Feng, Zhu Dan and Zhu Chen, two brothers and sisters, looked down at everything.
The two brothers Zhu Dan and Zhu Chen never dreamed that they would actually make people angry. Although the heroes usually fight each other fiercely, Yang Feng touched their bottom line.
How can a monk in the Bigu stage be so superior?
"What? You think I'm not worthy?"
Yang Feng was covering up the mark on his forehead, a skull.
Those who kill a hundred people are called heroes, and those who kill a thousand people are called ghost heroes. The symbol of obtaining the title of hero is the mark of a sword on the wrist of the left arm. The symbol of the title of ghost hero is the mark of a skull on the forehead.
"Guixiong?! He's a newcomer, how is that possible?"
"Let me go, why is this newcomer so powerful? No wonder his cultivation and combat power are so powerful."
"The new ghost hero?"
…
Tianxuan Cave has a strict hierarchy. Heroes, ghost heroes, and human butchers. Ghost heroes generally only fight in their own circles, because they don't look down on them at all.
Yang Feng is different. First of all, if he wants to fight against the Nine Streets Massacre, he needs his own power. This hero of Tianxuan Cave is undoubtedly a potential force.
Once this group of people can be made to surrender, then half a year later, if they return to Ninth Street and have such a force, it will be twice the result with half the effort.
"You guys, will you obey me? If you don't, just come together!"
Yang Feng showed the mark of Guixiong, not because of fear, but simply because he didn't want to cause trouble. Since these people all thought that he was a newcomer and were dissatisfied with him, they would let their strength speak for themselves.
He, Yang Fengsu, has always convinced people with his virtue.
"Hmph! You are obviously a ghost hero, but you deliberately hide it. We have no choice but to take action to see how much you, a newcomer, weigh."
"Hahaha! Sir, why do you have to argue with us? The cave master will send someone to pick you up tomorrow morning."
