A day later, in a valley, there were two sects with a total of seven or eight people fighting for the ownership of a spiritual root. Next to these people, dozens of other people watched indifferently, looking like they didn't care about themselves. At this moment, Ye Feng's figure appeared from the side, gnawed on the heavenly treasures in his hand, as if he didn't see these people, and flew forward.

Among the watchers of one of the sects, a middle-aged man frowned, a look of greed appeared in his eyes, and without saying a word, he threw a thunder talisman towards Ye Feng. Suddenly, a finger-thick thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed towards the night front. But just as the thunder was about to hit the night front, a dark purple overlord desolate thunder suddenly appeared, instantly shattering the thunder, leaving a trace of scorching smell in the air.

Then, Ye Feng stopped, turned his head and looked coldly at the middle-aged man who threw the thunder charm at him, and asked, "You want to kill me?"

As soon as Ye Feng's words came out, everyone stopped fighting, and looked sideways, looking at Ye Feng who was slowly approaching while gnawing on the heavenly treasures they usually couldn't think of, and a color called greed gradually appeared in their eyes.

"I'm ......" The middle-aged man's face turned pale, and then he suddenly appeared fiercely, and said in a cold voice to the people of his own sect behind him: "Let's go together!" Kill this kid, take away his mustard seed bag, and divide the treasures in his mustard seed bag equally!"

With that, the man took the lead, directly sacrificing several flying swords and stabbing at Ye Feng. Behind him, all the disciples of that sect took action, wanting to kill Ye Feng.

"Humph!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, took a bite of the Heavenly Treasure in his hand, and then pointed it into a sword, and with a flick of his sleeve, several gray sky-killing sword qi shot out from his fingertips, heading straight for the disciple of the sect who was killing him in front of him.

Brush!

The sword qi is sharp, whether it is a flying sword or other spiritual treasures, it will shatter the moment it touches the sword qi and turn into waste. At the same time, every time a spiritual treasure was shattered, it was accompanied by a cry of dying death. It was Ye Feng's sky-killing sword qi piercing through their eyebrows.

With just a few ups and downs, all the disciples of this sect died and fell to the ground. At the center of their eyebrows, there was a bloody hole the thickness of an adult's finger, bubbling with dark blood. On the faces of most of these people, there is still a trace of hideousness that has not yet completely turned into horror, giving people a twisted and strange feeling.

At this point, the surviving sect hurriedly withdrew to both sides, and a white-clothed disciple with the highest strength who was in the fifth turn golden pill stage who was watching just now desperately suppressed the fear in his heart, bowed to Ye Feng, and said loudly with his fists clenched: "Dare to ask which sect Daoyou is from? Zhou Quan, an inner disciple of Tiangang Sect in the Lower Nine Secluded Sea Regions." Maybe Daoist friends and our faction still have some origins, why don't you go together along the way?"

Ye Feng turned a deaf ear, he had long known that in addition to the strongest Nine Shadows Palace and the Treasure Pavilion on the Nine Shadows Sea, there were also some small sects densely scattered. It's just that the Nine Shadows Palace and the Treasure Pavilion don't bother to remember the names of these sects.

Ye Feng didn't answer Zhou Quan's words, and took the mustard seed bags of the dead people below himself, took out all the items that could be used to restore spiritual power from them, and threw other things on the ground as if they were scraps, without looking at them. Continue to fly forward slowly, and eat a few bites of the heavenly and earthly treasures in your hands from time to time to restore spiritual power. In front of him, no one dared to stop him, and they fell to the ground one after another, for fear that they would appear in Ye Feng's sight.

It wasn't until more than a hundred meters after flying out that Zhou Quan, the white-clothed disciple, looked up at Ye Feng's back, and sneered in his heart: "I don't even dare to say my own sect, this person definitely has no background." You even dare to ignore me, see me notify the sect, and send someone to kill you. Then all your treasures will be mine. ”

After thinking about it, Zhou Quan quietly gestured behind him, signaling the person behind him to take out the transmission note, transmit the sound to the sect, and report the discovery here.

The disciples behind Zhou Quan also comprehended, and took out the transmission note without moving, entered the spiritual power, and their lips were buzzing, and they were about to transmit the sound to the sect.

Suddenly, a gray sword qi shot out from the sky extremely quickly, instantly piercing through the transmission note, and at the same time, it also pierced through the disciple's hand holding the transmission note.

"Ah......h

The disciple was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly did not understand what was happening. After the wound on his palm stimulated his mind, the disciple let out a sudden cry of pain and rolled around holding his palm. He smeared a large area of blood on his body.

The disciples were stunned, and only after raising their heads did they realize. I don't know when Ye Feng had already stopped, landed on the ground, facing them, staring at Zhou Quan and the disciple who wanted to transmit the sound with cold eyes.

Under Ye Feng's gaze, Zhou Quan only felt as if he was in an ice cave, a cold breath was born from the soles of his feet, and went straight to his mind along his backbone, and his whole body was cold from the inside out. He hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look into Ye Feng's eyes again.

All the disciples who didn't see Zhou Quan's gesture saw Ye Feng's eyes were inexplicable, and they didn't know why Ye Feng turned back again. And those disciples who saw Zhou Quan's gesture all chuckled in their hearts, gasped, and trembled.

In Ye Feng's eyes, there was no anger or murderous intent, just calm, like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves. It was as if he had only forgotten something. However, if you look closely at Nightfang's eyes, it is not difficult to see the mockery hidden in them.

Zhou Quan and the others, it was precisely because they had ghosts in their hearts that they saw the ridicule in Ye Feng's eyes that they would appear like this.

Staring at Zhou Quan for a while, Ye Feng seemed to have a smile on his face, and walked lightly towards Zhou Quan.

Seeing Ye Feng's expression and actions, Zhou Quan chuckled in his heart, and the uneasiness became more and more intense.

However, he still stiffened his head, saluted Ye Feng, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Dao...... Fellow Daoist, you ...... Why did you come back again? But something you forgot to take?"

"Hehe......" Ye Fengpi didn't smile, looked Zhou Quan up and down, and replied: "Yes, I forgot to take something." I seem to have forgotten to take your life, as well as a few others. ”

As soon as he heard Ye Feng's words, Zhou Quan instantly understood that his plan just now had been exposed, and for a while, he waved his hand violently and shouted: "Let's go together, this kid has fallen into the devil and wants to kill all of us!"

After that, Zhou Quan sacrificed his flying sword and pointed at the night edge. The flying sword stabbed towards Yefeng in an instant. Of course, he wouldn't say that he would be greedy and wanted to contact the sect to kill Ye Feng, so he told the fact that he had provoked people to come over.

After Zhou Quan's move, all the disciples who saw Zhou Quan's gesture moved one after another and killed Ye Feng. They also all knew that the matter had been revealed, and Ye Feng would definitely not let them go, so they fought desperately, vainly trying to kill Ye Feng.

As for the disciples who didn't see Zhou Quan's gestures, they were all stunned, and some couldn't understand why they wanted to attack Ye Feng. Didn't you see that others were so easy, and they killed another sect with similar strength to them?

"If you want to kill people and take treasures, you have to bear the corresponding price. Ye Feng's face turned cold, and he shouted coldly, and pointed into a sword, and shook his sleeves.

Several gray sky-killing sword qi shot out again, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, piercing the eyebrows of all those who shot extremely quickly, directly taking away their lives.

Bang!

It was like a dumpling, and the sound of a corpse falling to the ground kept sounding. Those disciples who didn't make a move were all frightened by the scene in front of them, trembling all over, and didn't dare to move, so they had to watch in a daze as people kept falling in front of them.

Boom!

Finally, Zhou Quan also died, and fell on his back, his wide open eyes full of unwillingness. He had been hiding at the end just now, always wanting to take the opportunity to escape, but he didn't want Ye Feng to keep an eye on him. He ended his life in the moment he was about to escape.

With his right hand, he grabbed all these people's mustard seed bags in his hand. Ye Feng still put away all the elixirs and heavenly treasures that could be used to restore spiritual power, and threw the rest of the items on the ground like waste, without looking at them.

After doing all this, Ye Feng took a few breaths, quickly took a few bites of the heavenly and earthly treasures in his hand, and recovered some spiritual power and injected them into the Nine Shadows Ice Flame in the dantian. Then, Ye Feng looked coldly at Zhou Quan's wide open eyes, and said coldly, "You just asked me which sect I came from. Now I'll tell you. I am from the Red Blood Mansion of the Twenty-Seven Mansions of the Nine Shadows Palace, and I am the lord of the Red Blood Mansion. After arriving in the underworld, think about it, killing people and looting treasures is not something that everyone can do. ”

With that, Ye Feng grabbed it with his right hand again, and directly took the mustard seed bag of the surviving disciples in his hand. Since these people didn't make a move on him, Ye Feng didn't have any reason to do it. Just a small punishment. Therefore, Ye Feng only took the elixir that could be used to restore spiritual power and the heavenly and earthly treasures from their mustard seed bags. The rest of the items, Nightblade, remained untouched and threw them back. After doing all this, Ye Feng left the place, not paying the slightest attention to the expressions of these disciples.

At this moment, these disciples were all crying out in their hearts: I am grass, it is too much! Didn't you say that you were the master of the twenty-seven mansions of the Nine Shadows Palace? Even if we eat the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, we don't dare to be greedy for you, what are you pretending to be deep, and you ignore us. As far as you swagger into the market with the natural treasures that we can't even see on weekdays, who can't afford to be greedy! Can you not be so excessive!

And on the ground, in Zhou Quan's wide-open eyes, the unwillingness contained in it also disappeared, turning into a kind of regret and ...... Dissatisfied.

It seems to be saying that - it's too much!