In this way, along the way, the people that Ye Feng encountered, all those who had the idea of killing him and taking action for the treasure were all pierced by the sword qi of the Heaven Killing Sword Qi in the middle of his eyebrows with a wave of his hand, and died instantly. Even if he was a monk of the Sixth Transformation Jindan Period, no one was his opponent in one move, and he was still pierced by the Heaven Killing Sword Qi and died tragically on the spot. As the death toll continued to increase, Ye Feng was given the name of a white-clothed sword demon, and many monks retreated as soon as they saw Ye Feng, not daring to provoke him.

In just three days, countless monks died at the hands of Nightfeng. The pills and heavenly treasures that could be used to restore spiritual power in the Yefeng Mustard Seed Bag also increased exponentially, constantly heading towards the number that could fill the Nine Shadows Ice Flame.

Even so, there are still some monks who think that Yefeng is just a vain name, just a little strength, and not as terrifying as those people say.

Therefore, these people gathered together and hung from afar behind Ye Feng and looked at Ye Feng coldly, ready to give Ye Feng a fatal blow at any time and kill people and seize the treasure. Along the way, there are more and more people with the intention of killing people and grabbing treasures, and they are hanging behind Ye Feng, and they may make a move at any time.

Ye Feng, on the other hand, is not afraid of these people at all, and allows them to follow behind him, with bad intentions.

From a distance, Yefeng was like the leader of a large black cloud, and wherever he went, the group followed. The momentum it exuded made Ye Feng not gain anything for several days in a row.

Seeing that the elixir and heaven and earth treasures used to restore spiritual power in his mustard seed bag were constantly consumed, Ye Feng began to feel a little anxious. Even with it, some killing intent rose up against the group of ill-intentioned guys behind him.

On this day, after a busy day of working for nothing, Ye Feng finally couldn't help it, stopped, and looked coldly at the group of people behind him, exuding a killing intent all over his body.

At this moment, the number of this group of people has accumulated to nearly a hundred, and it seems that the black pressure is overwhelming, even an ordinary eighth-turn Jindan stage cultivator, and it can be frightened away, making it fearful.

After seeing that Ye Feng actually stopped and turned to look at them, many people laughed, unspeakably arrogant.

"Boy, have you finally given up? Why don't you hand us your mustard seed bag sooner? Maybe we'll be in a good mood and we'll be able to keep you with a whole corpse." ”

"That's it! What bullshit white-clothed sword demon, in Lao Tzu's opinion, is just a swaggering person who hits the market. Can you still be picked up by a bunch of garbage? Lao Tzu is standing here today, see how you killed Lao Tzu!"

"Haha, you look at this kid's appearance, he has been indifferent for so many days, obviously afraid of us. In my opinion, those petty garbage would be afraid of such a guy who doesn't even dare to do anything. Hey, boy, what are you talking about! You're talking about it! You have the ability to kill Lao Tzu!"

"Boy, why don't you hurry up and kneel down and lick Uncle's shoes? Maybe Uncle will be in a good mood and persuade them to just abolish you, and then break your legs and let you live." ”

……

For a while, these people were extremely arrogant, and they said all kinds of words, as if they had already eaten the night front.

"A bunch of idiots. Ye Fengli ignored these people, just lowered his head and took a few bites of the heavenly and earthly treasures in his hand, quickly transformed them into spiritual power, and then said lightly: "From birth to now, it is the first time I have seen someone who takes the initiative to seek death." Or I will fulfill you. ”

Among the people present, who is a person with low strength, even if Ye Feng's words are not shouted loudly, they are extremely clear to everyone's ears.

After hearing Ye Feng's words, the group of people first shook their heads, but suddenly burst into laughter, and many people laughed and leaned back, and they were overjoyed.

"This ...... What did this kid say? Fulfill us? I'm grass, I heard you right, isn't this kid stupid when he sees so many of us? ”

"! It's clear that this kid knows that he can't escape death today, so he put a few cruel words to support the scene. ”

"That's right, that's right. Laughing to death. Hey, boy, if you have anything else to say, just say it, let's not do it yet. lest you get to the underworld and resent us for not giving you a chance to support the scene. ”

……

The group of people had been laughing, and they didn't have the slightest intention of taking it seriously with their spiritual powers. It seems that Ye Feng is already dead today.

"Heh, what is the scene?" Ye Feng took out the Caoyang Sword and held it in one hand, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Since you all think you're going to eat me, then I'll show you how wrong you are!"

In just an instant, Ye Feng rushed into this group of people, and before this group of people could react, they performed a killing style that consumed relatively little spiritual power, like a tiger entering a flock, killing many monks one after another. For a while, blood rain and sword light flew all over the sky, looking a little bloody and a little beautiful.

After several people died one after another, this group of people reacted, hurriedly sacrificed the spirit treasure, and roared to kill Ye Feng.

And how could Night Edge be restrained by these people's attacks. The Caoyang Sword shook lightly and unleashed the Tyranny Desolate Thunder, splitting all the attacking spells and spirit treasures to the side, making it impossible to get close to Ye Feng's body at all. As for Ye Feng, he used a killing style, a sword style that opened and closed widely, and slashed opponents from all directions! For a while, it was like entering a no-man's land, killing dozens of monks one after another!

Seeing this scene, the group of people was scared. For the first time since they had gathered together and followed Nightfeng with bad intentions, they were scared. Just now, they were still confident and arrogant, thinking that not to mention Ye Feng, even if they came to fight for the Kunpeng inheritance in the central area of the Kunpeng Secret Vault, they could also fight against them. Who knows, before they could meet the ruthless people who were fighting for the Kunpeng inheritance in the central area of the Kunpeng Secret Vault, they had already lost confidence by Ye Feng's terrifying sword move.

At this moment, this group of people is suffering from a feeling of chilling all over their bodies, and they just want to smoke themselves a few big mouths.

People can brutally kill the murderous name of a white-clothed sword demon, which is naturally the reason of others. Why do you have to pretend to be 13? No, when someone else makes a move, his own group of people are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they have no power to fight back.

"White ...... White-clothed Sword Demon! Run, run!"

I don't know who shouted that. In an instant, this group of people was like a domino effect, scrambling to escape, and even the courage to take a look at Ye Feng and attack again was gone!

As for the corpses on the ground. Fuck it! If it weren't for these stupid 13 people inciting Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu would have come to provoke this killing god because of the water in his brain!

For a time, all of them were a feeling. That is: if you don't escape immediately, immediately, and as soon as possible, then you will only end up dead!

Under the threat of death, this group of people used twelve points of spiritual power one by one, and fled in all directions as fast as possible, for fear that Ye Feng would catch up with them. I only hate that my father and mother gave birth to two legs less when they gave birth to him!

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, looked around, and realized that the "white-clothed sword demon" was referring to himself. Then he took a few breaths and threw the almost bitten heavenly treasure in his hand directly into his mouth. With a move of his right hand, he instantly took the dead monk's mustard seed bag into his hand.

Then, Nightfeng hastily pinned these mustard seed bags to his waist and chased them towards Edgeworth, the direction with the largest number of fleeing people.

Along the way, Ye Feng continued to attack, and then killed dozens of monks, snatching their mustard seed bags and pinning them to their waists. From a distance, Yefeng's waist seemed to be swollen, which didn't match his somewhat thin figure.

Some sharp-eyed monks noticed that Ye Feng had taken away their mustard seed bags after killing these people, and at the same time thought of the news along the way that Ye Feng would definitely take away all the elixirs and heavenly treasures that could restore spiritual power in the mustard seed bag after Ye Feng killed them. Hurriedly with the mentality of giving it a try, he took out all the elixirs and heavenly treasures that could restore spiritual power in his mustard seed bag and threw them to Ye Feng.

Nightfront blinked, a little unclear. But he soon reacted, and laughed in his heart. This is the man who is buying his life with these things.

After understanding this, Ye Feng quickly took action, put away the elixir and heaven and earth treasures that the man had thrown over, and threw them into the mustard seed bag. Holding a heavenly treasure in his hand, he takes a few bites from time to time to restore his spiritual power.

Eat people with a soft mouth and take people with short hands. Since he accepted this person's things, Ye Feng couldn't make a move on others, and instead focused on other people.

The others reacted when they found out that Yefeng was no longer attacking the man. Hurriedly threw the elixir and the heavenly treasure in his mustard seed bag to Ye Feng. to buy your own life. And Ye Feng of course gladly accepted.

Even if there were a few thorns among them, who were unwilling to hand over their elixirs and heavenly treasures, they were all killed by Ye Feng. In an instant, everyone was frightened, and took out the contents of their mustard seed bag one by one and threw them to Yefeng. One of the female monks, in some unknown hurry or for some other reason, actually took out a set of her underwear from her mustard seed bag and threw it to Yefeng. forced Ye Feng to dodge hurriedly, which made Ye Feng somewhat embarrassed for a while.

It wasn't until everyone threw the elixir and the heavenly treasures in their mustard seed bags to Ye Feng that Ye Feng fell back to the ground with satisfaction, watching the group of people go away. Then, Ye Feng counted the loot he had obtained this time, and his eyes couldn't help but light up for a while. With the amount of these things, it can definitely fill more than ninety percent of the Nine Shadow Ice Flames! For a while, Ye Feng couldn't help but complain in his heart, why is the number of this group so small, how good would it be if there were more.

On this day, Ye Feng chased this group of people out of the distance of eight hundred miles, and killed countless monks. For a while, the white-clothed sword demon's reputation was unprecedentedly high, almost on a par with the Golden Fish Emperor and others. As for the survivors of that group, they lost their wives and soldiers, and even their intestines were repentant. It is simply a living negative teaching material, which further sets off the prestige of the white-clothed sword demon of Yefeng.

For a while, the entire Kunpeng was hidden in the periphery, and the wind was loud, and when they heard the movement of the white-clothed sword demon, everyone retreated, for fear of attracting a catastrophe!