Ye Feng took out a bottle of mineral water from the Medicine King Ring and drank it in a big gulp, and suddenly saw a dark shadow from the reflection of the mineral water bottle.

He turned to one side vigilantly, several sword lights flashed behind him, and the cold sword wind flew past his face, and they all felt the chill of the sword wind.

Although the sword light didn't hit Ye Feng, it cut several thick bamboos beside him into several pieces.

Looking at the flat incision, a chill flashed in Ye Feng's heart, this sword is too fast, too sharp, if this is cut on himself, wouldn't he cut himself into several pieces.

Two tall masked men appeared in the air like ghosts, holding sharp long swords, one in front of the other, sandwiching Ye Feng in the middle.

The long swords in their hands are quaint and mottled, very thin and narrow, but they are extremely sharp.

On the body of the sword, layers of textures are carved, which is a kind of rune array similar to the fairy array, which plays the role of accelerating and increasing the attack power.

Ye Feng asked suspiciously, "Who are you, why did you attack me?"

The two masked men did not speak, their eyes were shining, and the long sword in their hands flashed with a faint golden light, emanating the aura of an earth immortal from their bodies.

Ye Feng asked tentatively, "Are you earth immortals?"

Whoosh, two golden rays of light slashed over like lightning, they didn't care about Ye Feng at all, their eyes were extremely resolute, and there was only one purpose, which was to kill Ye Feng under the sword.

The long sword that joined the fairy rune array was indeed different, not only the attack speed, but also the power that overwhelmed Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was surprised in his heart, but he didn't dare to slow down half a minute in his hand, he carried the flying sword in one hand, and the three lights in the flying sword flashed alternately, blocking the attack of a masked warrior.

The aura shield on his other wrist emitted a dazzling golden light, blocking the other masked warrior.

Seeing the golden light of Ye Feng's flying sword and aura shield, although the two masked warriors couldn't see their expressions clearly with their faces covered, their eyes were full of surprise.

When, with a sound of gold and iron, powerful energy gushed outward, shaking the clear stream and flowing back, and another sword light slashed fiercely on the aura shield.

Ye Feng felt that the aura shield had been hit hard, and almost all the immortals of the aura shield were slashed by this sword, but fortunately, the divine power in Ye Feng's body continued to pour into the flying sword and aura shield, blessing their power.

The two masked men slashed out forty-nine swords in the blink of an eye, and Ye Feng was inextricably beaten, Ye Feng had to use secret techniques to fight, increasing his divine power dozens of times before he could block the attack of the two masked men.

Their movements and strength surpassed the ancient warriors by much, and they were closer to the silver-armored warriors they encountered in the Immortal Realm.

Ye Feng kept guessing the identities of the two masked men: "Are you silver-armored warriors?"

The eyes of the two masked men flickered, noncommittal, the sword in their hands followed closely after the other, their eyes became sharp, and the sword moves became faster.

"Are you the Knights of the Devil's Sand?"

Ye Feng had increased the divine power of his whole body to the extreme, and facing the attacks of the two Earth Immortal level masked people at once, it made him feel a little difficult, and even the divine power in the godhead felt exhausted.

Once again, his divine power was overdrawn, and his godhead was empty, giving him a feeling of powerlessness.

Suddenly, he felt a wisp of energy different from the bloodline of the Ancient God Clan gushing out of the godhead, and this energy was so hot that it almost roasted the meridians.

Ye Feng had a sense of déjà vu for this kind of energy, wasn't this the energy of the Demon King Demon Yuan, when his flying sword pierced into the Demon King's Demon Pill, that scorching energy like fire drilled into Ye Feng's body along the flying sword.

The Demon King wanted to burn Ye Feng to death with this scorching demon element, but he didn't expect Ye Feng to have no reaction to its scorching demon element, so that the Demon King Demon Yuan lost a large amount, and finally died tragically in Ye Feng's hands.

This scorching demon element made up for the depletion and lack of divine power in Ye Feng's bloodline, and even stimulated the potential of the primeval god bloodline, making Ye Feng feel that he was full of strength again.

Under the guidance of the secret art battle, a stacked fire was played with all his might.

Boom, the powerful energy, like a tornado, lifted the flowers, streams, and trees in the third layer, all of them to the ground, and the two masked warriors, in the face of the huge divine power, were beaten backwards and fell to the ground, and the long swords in their hands were shattered into tens of millions of pieces of iron.

Without giving them any respite, Ye Feng's flying sword suddenly volleyed into the air, like thousands of dazzling meteors, pouring down.

The sharp sword light pierced the masked warrior's body, stabbing them with hundreds of wounds, red blood gushing out of the wounds like a fountain.

Ye Feng didn't want to kill them, the place where the sword light stabbed avoided the vital point, even so, the large amount of blood loss also made the eyes of the two masked warriors dim.

The flying sword turned into two small swords and volleyed against the throats of the two masked warriors.

The two of them fell in a pool of blood, but their eyes were fixed on Ye Feng, which was full of hostility.

Ye Feng swiped his fingers slightly, and the two masked towels fell off, revealing a pair of strong and indifferent faces.

Their healing power was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the sword wounds they had received were no longer bleeding, and the scars were healed.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes: "Who are you?"

The two of them glanced at the little sword on his throat, and there was a helpless look on his face, knowing that if he didn't say his identity, he would be too ignorant.

"We are tower guards, and we are all second-order immortals of the Earth Immortals. ”

"Second Order of Earth Immortals, what is the highest level of your Earth Immortals?"

"The highest is the ninth order of the Earth Immortal. ”

"Can you tell me where the stairs are to the fourth floor?"

"We are the samurai in charge of guarding the stairs, and since you have defeated us, you are qualified to go up to the fourth floor, please. ”

The two warriors pointed casually, in the deepest part of the cobblestone path, there was a staircase leading to the fourth floor, Ye Feng waved his fingers lightly, combined the two small flying swords into one, and put them away.

"Thank you, goodbye. ”

Watching Ye Feng ascend the stone steps, the two tower-guarding warriors showed a helpless look on their faces, and hugged their fists: "Good luck, the next level is not as good as ours." ”

Ye Feng didn't think so, and secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, judging from this rhythm, he still had to go out of the tower from the seventh floor, and he had to go through the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors, and the third-layer checkpoints.

When I first entered the Demon Refining Tower and lit up the map, I was glad to enter this Demon Refining Tower, which was not as troublesome as entering the Demon Sand Tower, but I didn't expect it to be even more troublesome than the Demon Sand Tower.

The Demon Sand Tower only defeated the harassment of the Demon Sand Knight, Jiang Yixue came out after ten minutes of entering, but it was too troublesome to pass five levels and kill six generals after passing the Demon Refining Tower.

Ye Feng secretly complained in his heart and went up to the fourth floor of the Demon Refining Tower.

(End of chapter)