Yang Feng didn't pay attention to these few cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect, and when it was his turn, he stepped forward and handed over the magic stone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Killed so many demon cultivators in Zhong Changfu's Demon Palace, he is now very fat, and the magic stones are already hundreds of millions.

The boat fare was 2,000 magic stones per person, which was a drizzle for Yang Feng, he handed over the magic stones very quickly, and after receiving a rather rough boarding voucher card, he walked into the cabin of the ferry from the passage.

The ticket sellers paid no attention to the fierce fight that took place over the position, even if there were serious injuries or even the fall of someone, they were still indifferent.

The battle inevitably affected the ticketing area, and a slightly weaker demon cultivator was kicked and flew away, directly out of control and crashed into the ticketing area at high speed. His whole person was suddenly frightened, and he was in mid-air, and he had already cried out in his mouth: "Spare your life, spare your life......

If he hits the ticket counter this time, he will immediately become a mess, and I am afraid it will affect the time of sailing.

At this time, a one-eyed demon cultivator who maintained order in the ticket area had a flash of color in his eyes, and then a blue light was waved out by him casually, hitting the demon cultivator who was begging for mercy, and then his body suddenly exploded from the air, scattering like fireworks, and he died before he could even scream.

The one-eyed demon cultivator then closed his eyes and meditated leisurely, as if nothing had happened just now.

Don't look at the order of the queue is very chaotic, but the efficiency of the ticket area is extremely high, no one dares to make trouble or fight in the ticket area, and the 2,000 tickets are sold out in less than a quarter of an hour.

A crisp and melodious bell rang, and the ferry left the ferry, and the faces of those demon cultivators who did not catch this boat were full of chagrin, and they could only wait helplessly for the arrival of the next ferry in four hours.

Yang Feng didn't stay in the cabin for long, and the monks of the Blood Demon Sect were already standing in front of him.

"The kid is good, can you dare to fight with us on the 'life and death platform'?"

One of them, a long-faced man with a pair of very stylish spirit weapon gloves on both hands, pointed at Yang Feng's face and shouted.

"Get out!"

Yang Feng replied coldly, not bothering to raise his head to look at the other party. He didn't want to be too publicistic on the territory of the demons, but if the other party didn't know each other yet, he didn't mind giving him a lesson that he would never forget.

"Look for death!"

The long-faced man was furious, and slapped Yang Feng in the face, daring to be presumptuous in front of his "ghost hands and demons", even if the monk was forbidden to do it in the cabin, he didn't care, it was a big deal to pay a sum of magic stones afterwards, and he would have to find it back first.

The other three monks of the Blood Demon Sect who were walking with the long-faced man had gloating looks on their faces, and they already regarded Yang Feng as a dead man in their eyes.

The long-faced man's name is Nan Lijin, and he is a well-known inner disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, although his cultivation is only eight layers of Jiedan, but with a pair of magical spirit gloves and extremely strange body methods, he can often defeat opponents who are beyond himself through melee attacks, and at the same time, he has also won the name of "Ghost Hand Man Demon" for himself.

Nan Lijin's slap was hit with a spirit weapon glove, and if he was slapped with a real shot, even the best magic weapon armor would be torn apart directly, not to mention the face of a mid-stage demon cultivator.

With Yang Feng's body cultivation at this time, even if he stood and let Nan Lijin fight, the other party couldn't help him. It's just that why should he be slapped in the face by the other party for no reason?

The next moment, Yang Feng's figure had disappeared, Nan Lijin couldn't stop slapping him, and hit the bulkhead behind him fiercely, even if the cabin was protected by a special defensive formation, a large piece of building materials was torn apart under this blow.

The piercing siren sounded immediately, and then two figures appeared in the cabin, they were the enforcers of this ferry, two demon cultivators of the late Yuan Infant realm.

Yang Feng revealed his figure on the other side of the cabin at this time, quietly waiting for Nan Lijin to be deflated.

"What a bold man, he dares to openly fight privately in the cabin, and return ......" one of the law enforcement demon cultivators said halfway through his words menacingly, and then swallowed the rest of the words in his stomach.

He saw the logo of the Taoist uniform on Nan Lijin's body, and the origin of the other party was obviously not something that he could afford to offend as a small monk of the late Yuan Infant Dynasty, not to mention that Nan Lijin also quickly stuffed a storage bag into his hand, and the magic stone in it was about 200,000 yuan, although it was nothing to him at all, but people had already given him the steps down, so he naturally would not pursue it further.

"You, causing trouble in the cabin, have been disqualified from boarding, jump into the sea and fend for yourself!"

After listening to Nan Lijin's transmission, the law enforcement demon cultivator turned around and pointed at Yang Feng and said in an irresistible tone.

At this time, the ferry boat has already traveled to the middle of the sea, and it is not easy for a monk in the Yudan period to jump into the sea like this to survive, there are many powerful demon beasts in the Sea of Thousand Demons, not to mention the small Jiedan monk, even if the Yuanying strong fall into the sea, it is also very auspicious.

This is the Red Fruit Land asking for Yang Feng's life.

Yang Feng sighed in his heart, he had tried his best to keep a low profile, why did someone always force him to be high-profile? He didn't bother to argue with the other party, not only was it useless to do that, but he would also bring humiliation on himself.

Seeing that Yang Feng didn't pay attention to himself at all, the law enforcement demon cultivator's face couldn't hold back, and as soon as his expression sank, he was about to reach out and lift Yang Feng out of the cabin like a chicken and throw him off the ship.

"Wait!"

Nan Lijin suddenly stopped with a voice.

The law enforcement demon cultivator was stunned for a moment, and finally stopped his hand, and then he listened to Nan Lijin say: "This person is quite capable, I want to compete with him on the 'life and death platform', and ask the seniors to complete it." ”

"Okay, kid is lucky for you, you don't have to go into the sea to feed ...... now" The law enforcement demon cultivator was halfway through his words, and suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and then his whole person was lifted up completely uncontrollably, and went straight to the deck, and then was thrown out of the way, and fell directly into the sea with a "poof".

He had no room to resist during the whole process, even after being thrown into the sea, he still couldn't struggle, because the other party had already sealed most of the meridians on his body in such a moment, not to mention the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage, even the monks of the Foundation Building Period were much inferior.

Seven or eight krakens immediately surrounded the law enforcement demon cultivator, with helmet-like fins on their heads, long tentacles hanging down their chins, long bodies like pythons, and a cold and shining trident in their hands.

These krakens were quite jealous of the momentum emanating from the demon cultivator at first, but after a few temptations, they unceremoniously launched an attack on him. The demon cultivator let out a series of terrible screams, and the sea was soon stained red with his blood, and then his figure was gradually dragged into the sea and disappeared.

A primordial infancy demon cultivator, his primordial infant and vitality power are great complements to these krakens.

"Let's go, what are you still doing in a daze, aren't you going up to the 'Life and Death Terrace' to cool off?" as you wish!" Yang Feng said lightly, as if he hadn't just restrained the person and lifted him to the deck and threw him into the sea.

Nan Lijin subconsciously took a step back, the shock of the scene just now was too great. Even if he Nan Lijin can challenge beyond the level, he can only barely defeat an opponent whose cultivation is one or two small orders higher than himself, and it is impossible to easily restrain a strong person in the late Yuan Infant stage like the demon cultivator in front of him, and even throw it into the sea. Isn't it a long life to go to the stage of life and death with such a demon?

At this time, the other law enforcement demon cultivator didn't have the courage to ask Yang Feng Xingshi for his guilt at all, and he even directly used the escape technique to disappear into the cabin with great undiscipline.

"Please forgive me for being clumsy below, I definitely have no intention of offending my seniors, and I hope that my seniors will not have any trouble with the juniors for the sake of the Blood Demon Sect. At this time, Nan Lijin had already lost his previous sharpness, not only did he admit it directly, but he also took out the name of the Blood Demon Sect and tried to save his life as a talisman.

"It's okay to ...... if you don't fight," Yang Feng said leisurely, and when Nan Lijin looked happy, he continued: "Leave the pair of spirit weapon gloves in your hand, and this matter will be revealed." ”

If his strength is not good, at this moment, he will either be thrown into the sea to feed the kraken, or he will die on the platform of life and death, for those who want his own life, even if Yang Feng does not kill the other party, he must leave him a lesson that will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

That pair of spirit gloves is simply Nan Lijin's second life, and if he loses it, his combat power will drop by at least fifty percent, and letting him hand over the gloves like this is even more painful than cutting meat.

After a while, the pair of spirit gloves finally arrived in Yang Feng's hands, no matter how reluctant he was in his heart, Nan Lijin had to grit his teeth and hand it over in order to save his life. The hatred for Yang Feng in his heart was already monstrous, and when he went back, he would immediately find his master and ask him to use the power of the sect to arrest this red and black man. The other party's appearance is very easy to recognize, and I believe that soon I can see his prostrate begging for mercy in front of him.

Yang Feng saw that Nan Lijin actually showed an almost imperceptible smug smile on his face, knowing that the other party was mostly cleaning up in YY, but he was really too lazy to worry more about a monk in the Dan stage, so he directly found a seat in the cabin and sat down, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Sitting in this ferry was a Demon Cultivator of the Yuanying Great Perfection Realm, but he was also shocked by Yang Feng's amazing performance of enforcing the law in an instant just now, and without the certainty of victory, he saw that Yang Feng did not continue to stir up trouble, and finally did not come forward in person, as if nothing had happened.

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