In fact, the moment these bullets hit Yan Honglie's body, his powerful body defense played a vital role. Although the rock-solid skin was eventually pierced by the momentum of the bullet, it also minimized the speed and power of the bullet, and the extremely tight skin clamped the bullet so that it could not advance another half an inch to destroy the internal organs. The injuries were not minor, but they were not fatal.

In addition to the huge gap in cultivation between the foundation building monk and the qi cultivation monk, there is also a very important change that the strength of the body has been greatly improved. In the process of refining the body and building the foundation, the monk will generally reach the first level of the tempering realm among the three realms of body refining, and the strength of the body at this time can resist the attack of the inferior flying sword or ordinary bullets. However, because Yang Feng shot at close range, and it was a powerful large-caliber bullet, coupled with the fact that Yan Honglie was only in the early stage of foundation building, and he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries when he killed the foundation building monk who came to the rescue of the Thousand Machine Sect in the middle of the road, these factors made Yan Honglie suffer heavy losses under Yang Feng's bullet rain.

"Little beast, I will break your corpse into thousands of pieces, drain your soul and refine your soul, so that you will never enter reincarnation!" Yan Honglie said viciously as he frantically attacked the restraints of the ancient vine Xuanmiaosuo, but he immediately regretted it. For him to see Yang Feng quickly change the magazine, and re-aim the two terrible weapons at himself.

I was afraid that it would be too late to beg for mercy, and I even said such cruel words, Yan Honglie regretted it in his heart. Before he could figure out how to say soft words and ask Yang Feng's subordinates to be merciful, the terrifying loud noise had already roared continuously

Jiang Yunpeng was very depressed in his heart. Just now, when he was chasing Yu Zhi, he was caught off guard that Xie Ruying suddenly threw out three powerful burst beads. The terrifying power comparable to the full force of the three half-step foundation building cultivators could not withstand even his cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi, although he flew back and sacrificed the shield that was almost destroyed by Yang Feng's anti-equipment sniper rifle, he was still seriously injured on the spot by the violent explosive force.

Yu Zhi deeply felt that his brain was not enough, and he was already surprised that this rookie female disciple beside him could throw out three very rare burst beads, and then she actually sacrificed a mid-grade early magic weapon shield to block the aftermath of the explosion of the burst beads, this kind of background is probably only possible for the Tianjiao disciples of the three super families of the Jin Kingdom. He had heard of this Xie family before, even in a place like Andong City, where the level of cultivation was not high, it could only barely be regarded as a second-rate family, how could there be such a skill? Could it be that it was because of such a genius disciple that the entire family did not hesitate to smash the pot and sell iron to get these treasures to defend herself?

Taking advantage of Jiang Yunpeng's serious injury, Yu Zhi drove the shuttle towards the Thousand Machines Sect with all his might. As long as they enter the territory of the Thousand Machines Sect, the people of the Ten Thousand Treasure Sect can only stop no matter how arrogant they are.

Jiang Yunpeng did not dare to pursue. At this time, his physical state is not optimistic about Yu Zhi, who is unharmed, if the other party still has a burst bead, then his little life will really be explained here. He gritted his teeth, turned around and went straight to the master for help. No matter how powerful the Burst Bead is, it will not pose a big threat to the Zhuji Monk, and when the time comes to capture Yu Zhi and them, he must give this newcomer disciple who doesn't know what to do with it a lesson that will never be forgotten.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yunpeng's hazy face showed a lewd smile. It is estimated that the master should have already finished cleaning up the little grasshopper with the fourth layer of qi training, and after he worked harder to meet the master, Yu Zhi's unknown fool could no longer pounce.

A figure in front of him was hurrying towards this side. Jiang Yunpeng was overjoyed in his heart, and said secretly: "The master came at the right time, and now he is catching up with Yu Zhi and the rookie female disciple, but it is impossible to escape the wings." ”

"Division" Jiang Yunpeng was about to greet Yan Honglie from afar, but then the word "Fu" could no longer be spoken, and his whole person was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning. Where is his master, it is clearly the ant who only has the fourth level of qi training.

"This guy must have been chased by the master and fled here, and I happened to meet him. Being able to escape from the master's hands is also a bit of a skill, and if I capture him, I will definitely be able to please the master. "Jiang Yunpeng has been successfully possessed by Ah Q at this moment, and the more he thinks about it, the more it makes sense. His heart calmed down, and he dragged his seriously injured body and the imperial envoy flying sword rushed towards Yang Feng viciously.

"Sleepy Magic!"

Yang Feng didn't want to spend more effort with the other party, so he directly launched a powerful confinement technique. Although he still had a slight gap with the other party in terms of cultivation, he still had a few seconds of confinement time, which was enough for him to do a lot of things.

Jiang Yunpeng didn't wake up until his whole body was firmly restrained by a powerful force, and he felt that this fourth-level kid was not chased and killed by his master. Being able to survive the master's interception is not even possible for a monk who has just built a foundation. If he can be fine, then the master's situation is worrying, although this fact is a little unbelievable.

Under the crisis of life and death, Jiang Yunpeng completely ignored his physical injuries and frantically burned his own essence and blood in an attempt to break free from the shackles of the trapped divine arts. Originally, his cultivation was higher than Yang Feng's. At this time, he exerted his strength frantically, and the confinement power of the Trapped God Technique was suddenly forcibly broken by him. However, at this time, Yang Feng's two wind chasing knives had already been killed at the same time, one was nailed into his chest, and the other was directly pierced into his dantian.

Pierced in the chest. Jiang Yunpeng can also rely on his strong body to hold it up, but if the dantian is abolished, he will be completely useless, and the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi is like a deflated ball that shrinks wildly, and the strong True Yuan escapes extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, there is no one in ten

Twenty-three days later.

"The rookie disciples should all have registered with me three days ago at the latest, your small five-layer Qi cultivation cultivator is not small. I dare to delay until today to report. ”

The person who spoke was Sikong De, the person in charge of the Thousand Machine Sect's reception of the newcomer disciples recruited this time, the cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi training, and the person standing opposite him was naturally Yang Feng who delayed the reporting time in order to impact the fifth layer of Qi training.

Without waiting for Yang Feng to explain, Sikong De had already crossed Erlang's legs and said leisurely: "Of course, I have always been a good talker, if you know the rules, I can act as if this thing has not happened." With that, he tapped his fingers regularly on the table and stopped talking.

Yang Feng can see it, this Y seems to be taking the opportunity to blackmail him for spending a sum of spirit stones, the abacus is good, but unfortunately he found the wrong object.

"Although there is a reason for being late, it is ultimately my fault, and I am willing to admit punishment. "Yang Feng is not a person who doesn't know how to be flexible, it's just that this Sikong De openly asked for bribes like this as soon as he came up, which made him very unhappy, he had the spirit stone, but if most of the Thousand Machine Sect were like this, he wouldn't enter this sect.

Sikong De was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this young man to be a thorn, he was only in his 20s and barely cultivated the fifth layer of Qi What are you dragging for you? He had paid special attention to it before, this young man named Mu Yi was just from a very ordinary second-rate family. This kind of family is killed by himself, and it will only be a matter of minutes to destroy the clan. People with no background still don't know the rules so much, they have to teach him a good lesson. 、

"It is an indispensable rule for a rookie disciple to come to me to register before the deadline for the report, and you have been late for so many days, which shows that you don't take my Thousand Machines Sect in your heart at all. As the person in charge here, I have the right to disqualify you as an outer disciple, and where you come from, just go back to me!" Sikong De said very arrogantly, but his fingers were still tapping on the table. He had already calculated in his heart, this time he must knock this thorn in the head, and now if the other party comes to beg him again, the price will be different, and he must let Y bleed once.

Yang Feng's heart also became angry, he was forced to bribe a person who could be killed by even a foundation building monk, and he might as well be killed by a person who could be killed by him in seconds, if he really did this, he might as well be killed headfirst.

"The Thousand Machines Sect actually let you be such a scum to manage the rookie disciple, I don't have a good disciple for this outer disciple!" Yang Feng said, then turned around and walked directly outside the door.

Sikong De's anger surged, and his face suddenly turned the color of pig liver. He gritted his teeth and said, "Good boy, what kind of place are you in the Thousand Machine Sect, are you here when you say you come and leave as soon as you say?" According to his estimates, Yang Feng, who was only at the fifth level of Qi cultivation, would definitely be swept into the air by the cyclone, and then fall heavily on the ground. Although he was still a little measured, and only used fifty percent of the true yuan, it was far from being something that a monk in the middle of Qi cultivation could resist, and the opposite side of this ocean was decided.

Yang Feng was able to kill the foundation building master of the Ten Thousand Treasure Sect without the help of the formation and Xiao Lan Qiang in the fourth layer of Qi training, and now that he had entered the fifth layer of Qi training, his strength had risen a lot again. If he fights Yan Honglie again, he is confident that he can defeat the other party without the help of Guteng Xuanmiaosuo. In comparison, Scott's cyclone scroll is nothing short of a trick. If Yang Feng is willing, he can even directly let this cyclone bounce back at high speed, and come to the Murong family to repay the favor in his own way, so that this scum can have a good taste of high-altitude freefall sports.

However, when Yang Feng's divine sense swept into the distance, and several figures pressed the flying sword and landed from the sky, he changed his mind. Although this is only a market outside the gate of the Thousand Machines Sect, it is quite lively with people coming and going, and it is easy for him to clean up a Sikong Virtue who is not in the stream, but because of this, it will be more than worth the loss to attract the siege of the masters of the Thousand Machines Sect. Even if you don't enter the Thousand Machines Sect, there is no need to provoke such a behemoth.

So when Sikong De's cyclone swept in, Yang Feng got into it very cooperatively, and was spun to the old high and flung out. The surrounding vendors were suddenly affected, and Yang Feng's flying figure swept down their stalls a lot, and such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of a few people who had just come down from the flying sword. One of the handsome young men with a good demeanor immediately frowned and shouted, "Private fighting is strictly forbidden in the market, who is so bold as to dare to openly commit murder?" (To be continued.) )