Now, the group couldn't wait. It can be clearly seen that several of them already have fine beads of sweat on their foreheads. They didn't understand that it was clear that they were threatening Yefeng before, but how the situation had changed so quickly, and it had become that Yefeng was threatening to kill them.

"Let's kill this fang against the white-clothed sword demon together, this guy is a madman, he will definitely attack you after killing us! Instead of being broken by him one by one, it is better for all fellow Daoists and me to unite and eliminate the demon together!"

The energetic Qi Spirit Sect monk shouted, trying to win everyone over to make a move against Ye Feng.

However, no one really took a stand or took a stand. These guys are human spirits, and they won't take action easily until they see Ye Feng's statement or the change in the situation.

After taking in everyone's expressions, Ye Feng snorted coldly in his heart, and said coldly: "Today I will only kill the Qi Spirit Sect cultivators, and the others, if they are not strong, I will not do anything to him." ”

With that, Ye Feng shook the Blue Dragon Flag, and countless small emerald green snakes rushed out and rushed towards the group of Qi Spirit Sect monks. Then, Ye Feng used the Killing Sword again, jumped up, the rabbit rose and fell, and with one blow, he killed another monk in the middle of the infancy of the Nine Refining Yuan of the Qi Spirit Sect on the spot, splitting it in half.

With the death of this monk, the remaining Qi Spirit Sect monks instantly lost their backbone, and they panicked all of a sudden, constantly showing flaws in the process of defense, and were soon killed on the spot by Ye Feng one after another.

Shout!

The sword light swept by, and the head of the last Qi Spirit Sect monk flew up, blood splattered far away. With a thud, the headless corpse fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. In the air, the rich smell of blood permeated the air, making this place feel like an Shura field.

Hiss......

There was a sound of air suffocation. With the exception of the Qi Spirit Sect monks, Ye Feng kept his promise and did not kill anyone else. However, just watching so many monks with similar cultivation to themselves being killed in front of them also had a big impact on them.

Sure enough, just as Nightfeng returned to the hill he had chosen, most of the forces had left, busily reporting it to the heads behind him.

Nightfront didn't stop them, and watched them leave with a cold eye. After all, this matter can be concealed for a while, but it cannot be concealed for a lifetime. Anyway, sooner or later, the major forces will know all this, so it is superfluous to cover them up, and it is not very generous to let them go, so as to further show their murderous reputation.

Soon, there were few people left. At this time, on the top of a mountain closest to Ye Feng, a monk in the infancy of the Seven Refining Yuan suddenly had his lips buzzing and transmitted a voice to Ye Feng.

Hearing the transmission, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the transmission monk.

Before the man could react, Nightblade jerked out a hand and grabbed the man's neck like an iron tong and lifted it up.

Looking at this person, Ye Feng spoke up and asked, "How did you know my identity?"

Stuck in the neck, fear was evident on the face of this monk who had only cultivated in the infancy of the Seventh Refining Yuan. I saw that he hurriedly took out a chess piece from the mustard seed bag and respectfully held it in front of Ye Feng.

It was a white and flawless jade flag. The chess pieces are so round that they seem to drip water on them. At this moment, this chess piece flashed and flashed, as if it had sensed something.

Looking at this chess piece, which he had only seen not long ago, Ye Feng was stunned, slapped the mustard seed bag, and took out a piece of ice from it.

Sure enough, the chess piece sealed inside the ice mound was also flashing at the moment, and the bright light could be seen even through the ice lump.

Looking at the ice mound in front of him, Ye Feng's face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long while, he put down the monk and said stiffly, "Since the Demon Scholar wants to see me, let's lead the way." ”

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the monk quickly got up from the ground, bowed down and said, "Lord Ye, ......"

At this point, the monk raised his head slightly, and met Yefeng's eyes. In an instant, for some reason, he shivered, and quickly changed his words, saying, "Lord White-clothed Sword Demon, please come with me." ”

With that, the monk rose into the air, bowing his head and not daring to look at Yefeng.

"Don't lead the way, what are you waiting for?"

In his ears, the voice of the night blade sounded, causing the monk's body to shake and almost not fall.

Barely stabilizing his figure, the monk didn't dare to say anything, hurriedly identified the direction, and hurriedly set up a retreat and took the lead to fly towards the depths of Hualing Mountain.

After following the monk, about a stick of incense, this person spoke again, and said with some caution: "Lord White-clothed Sword Demon, this is it. ”

So the monk fell.

Below, there is a clearing, which is in the shape of an arc, high on all sides, and a small lake in the center, which reflects the sunlight in the rising sun, and looks golden.

Surveying the clearing, Nightfeng thought for a moment, released his senses, and shrouded downward.

"Since the night friend is here, don't you dare to come down to see it?"

Before Yefeng could detect anything, a voice suddenly came from below. The tone was flat with a smile, as if he was facing a friend he hadn't seen for years.

Hearing this, Ye Feng thought for a moment, and suddenly laughed, and lifted his hood to reveal his true face. I saw him slap the mustard seed bag, take out the ice lump, and throw it down. At the same time, Ye Feng opened his mouth and said, "Before coming down, Ye Mou will give back a gift to the Demon Dao Friend. ”

The ice lump smashed down like a meteorite, gradually melting in the air, turning into a mass of Nine Shadows Ice Flame wrapped around the chess pieces.

"This gift from the night friend really makes it a little difficult for Mo to accept. ”

The faint laughter sounded again, and although the words were complaining, the tone did not fluctuate at all.

I saw a dark fog rising from below, turning into a black-clothed Taoist with a blurred face. The man raised his right hand, stretched it forward, opened his index and middle fingers slightly, and then clamped it violently.

Bang!

The Nine Shadows Ice Flame wrapped around the chess pieces slammed into the black-clothed Daoist's fingers that had turned into a thick mist, making a slight sound, and was caught in his hand.

Phew!

Caught in his hand, the Nine Shadows Ice Flame jumped, and the flames rose, as if they were going to continue to burn upward along the fingers of the black-clothed Daoist.

Click, click!

In just a few breaths, the black-clothed Daoist's fingers were covered with pale blue ice, and the ice was spreading and thickening.

"It is worthy of being a famous white-clothed sword demon night friend, this gift is really not easy to receive. ”

The voice sounded, different from the previous flatness, this time there was a little more solemnity in the voice.

A dense fog that was even darker than just now rose, turning into a ring and directly covering the arm of the black-clothed Daoist, blocking the Nine Shadows Ice Flame from continuing to spread.

Then, the ring contracted and slid downward, constantly squeezing the space of the Nine Shadows Ice Flame. In just a few breaths, the Nine Shadows Ice Flame was controlled by the ring on one of the fingers of the black-clothed Daoist, and it could no longer spread even a bit!

"The gift Demon also received it, and asked the Night Daoist to receive the Nine Shadows Ice Flame and come down to talk to the Demon. The voice sounded again, still inviting Night Blade.

"Demon Dao friends have vast magical powers, Ye Mou admires!" Ye Feng snorted, and with a wave of his hand, the Nine Shadows Ice Flame fell off the black-clothed Daoist's fingers on its own and flew back. Then, Night Blade's body moved, and it fell downward.

As the Nine Shadows Ice Flame left, the black-clothed Daoist and the ring also turned back into black mist, returning to the bottom and disappearing.

"The demon is just cultivating to the first level of the Void High Night Dao Friend, so how can he talk about the vast supernatural powers. ”

On the side of the small lake below, in a dark area where the sun does not shine, a figure walked step by step, and the voice came from his mouth.

Yefeng landed, looking at the area, his eyes burning, and he didn't say a word.

At this time, the figure was about to come out of the darkness, revealing a small half of his ink-colored shirt and a slender pale hand.