This young monk was trampled under Ye Feng's feet, the shock on his face did not diminish in the slightest, at this moment his shock may have been able to compete with the pain in his whole body, he didn't know why Ye Feng, a second-level Qi refining monk, was so strong, at this moment his heart had endless remorse.

He regretted his arrogance, his contempt, and why he didn't have the slightest defense against Ye Feng in the first place, and Ye Feng's punch made his intestines repent.

"Who the hell are you? What kind of evil art do you practice? Why are you so strong, or are you hiding your cultivation? ”

"You don't need to know what I've cultivated, now I'll give you two paths, either hand over all your spirit stones, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ye Feng's words fell into his ears in his previous tone, and after he let out a bitter smile, the shock in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a rich cold light: "Who do you say is alive and who is dead between us?" I actually want to know if it's you or me! ”

As he spoke, the young monk bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This essence blood fell on Ye Feng's clothes in an instant, and at this moment, a blood-red flying sword flew out of the young monk's mouth, and it rushed straight into the sky with a buzzing sound, and stabbed towards Ye Feng after a few circles in the sky.

Looking at this blood-colored flying sword, Ye Feng felt the power on it that made his scalp tingle, as if this sword could stab his body cultivator in an instant, and Ye Feng was as fragile as a hair to this sword.

Ye Feng almost felt the moment this threatening force appeared, grabbed the young monk on the ground and threw it at the flying sword, and then stepped backwards, and when he retreated, afterimages appeared.

And the moment the young man made contact with the blood-colored flying sword, the blood-colored flying sword pierced directly through the monk's body, but it did not hurt the young monk in the slightest, on the contrary, there were signs of healing.

"Hahaha...... You know what it means to be powerful, this is my real backhand, do you think that monks like us really don't have the means to save their lives? I'm changing what you say again, hand over the spirit stone and spare you from dying! ”

The monk looked at Ye Feng's rapidly retreating body, looking at the afterimage that appeared in front of him, and there was a look of shock and contempt in his eyes.

Ye Feng didn't seem to hear the young monk's words, he just tried his best to retreat back, watching the distance between the blood-colored flying sword and himself getting closer and closer, Ye Feng's heart was truly as calm as water for the first time since he lost his memory at this moment, which was completely different from the previous deliberate disguise.

Because Ye Feng knew that his speed was far from the speed of this blood-colored flying sword, he also knew that he would definitely have to face this blood-colored flying sword today, and he had to fight for a glimmer of life under its sharp blade.

Since there is only this path in front of him, then Ye Feng will never flinch, and it is precisely because there is only one road, so Ye Feng has no other distractions, although Ye Feng doesn't know if he has experienced such a calm before his memory is lost, but he can be sure that such a situation must be rare.

"Since backward is death, and there is still a glimmer of life forward, then let me completely unfold this life path and let it expand for me!"

The moment Ye Feng came with the blood-colored flying sword, he clenched his right hand into a fist and blasted away, and at this moment, he expanded his recovery power to the limit, and his mouth also roared at the same time.

"Bang!!"

The fist and the tip of the sword collided in an instant, and a terrifying explosion was heard, and it walked around, and the sound even spread throughout the cave city.

In the cave city, Xuanyuan Xin and the three of them were looking for Ye Feng's traces all over the city, but at this moment, the aftermath of an explosion came into San'er's ears, and the moment Tao Qingtong heard this voice, her face immediately changed greatly, and she said to Murong Su and Xuanyuan Xin: "There is a fluctuation of the spiritual power of the last word here!" It looks like he's having a big fight with whom, let's go and see what's going on! ”

"I don't know how she knows that there is a fluctuation of the spiritual power of the last word here, but she would rather believe it than believe that it is not! Let's go check it out. After hearing Tao Qingtong's words, Murong Su immediately turned around and pulled Xuanyuan Xin's sleeve and said quickly.

After Xuanyuan Xin snorted coldly, he followed the two of them quickly towards the source of the sound, and whispered to Murong Su: "It should be far away to hear this voice, we feel that it may be too late...... But for your sake, I'll go with you and try to get ahead of the end of the matter. ”

Although Xuanyuan Xin said this, he secretly muttered in his heart, "The fluctuation has spread so far, I don't think that the possibility of Mo Yan surviving is not much, and it is not impossible to take a look!" In this way, Su Er can be completely dead, and the elders can think about it and find a reason. ”

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The monk looked at the dust kicked up at the place of the explosion, the contempt in his eyes became heavier, and he muttered to himself: "I don't believe that this kid of yours can still survive under this blood sword, you must know that it is a magic weapon that has killed thousands of monks in the foundation building period, and now it seems that it will be ...... again."

But before he finished his words, he saw that his blood sword had not returned to his side, and Ye Feng had disappeared from the place where it exploded before, and this situation could only show one point, that is, Ye Feng was not dead, so he immediately dispersed his divine sense, wanting to find Ye Feng's traces.

But it was too late, Ye Feng's words came into her ears calmly from behind him.

"Where are you looking? I'm behind you! ”

One sentence, while making the young monk's face change greatly, he didn't dare to move a single inch when he stood still, because before this sentence fell into his ears, Ye Feng's palm had already been placed in the back of his heart, and he knew that if he had the slightest change at this moment, then what greeted him would be the consequences of being in a different place.

"This fellow Daoist, what is there to discuss, can you spare my little brother's life, I can give you all my spirit stones, but I only have 30,000 here, if you are not enough, I can cooperate with you to rob a few people, and when you earn enough, you will not be too late to release me!"

Listening to the young monk's words, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with surprise for a moment, because it was rare for a monk to change his face faster than turning a book in front of him, Ye Feng secretly told himself that he had never seen such a monk before his memory was lost.

"Since I saw you, you have changed your face too many times, a person as cunning as a fox like you, it is okay for me to believe that you are in the same league with you, but you must give me a condition that I can meet, otherwise I will kill you immediately!"

"This is my soul! As long as he is in your hands, my life is yours, and who in this world does not cherish his life? As he spoke, the young monk gritted his teeth and pressed on the center of his eyebrows, took out a ball of light glowing with blue light from the center of his eyebrows, and controlled this ball of light to fly in front of Ye Feng.