Yang Hong was sucked dry by Ye Feng, and the pseudo-chivalrous powerhouse who had dominated the underworld for several years fell here forever. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two fought a battle, and it ended very quickly. In the eyes of Zhu Yingjie and thousands of martial arts cultivators in the rear, Yang Hong's death was very bizarre, and no one really understood how Yang Hong died.

The unknown often adds more to fear.

At the moment when Yang Hong fell to the ground and died, thousands of martial cultivators were in chaos, and even if Ye Feng didn't mean to kill them, these people still fled away in a hurry.

Ye Feng didn't bother to drink the thousands of people who escaped, compared to the two-meter-high pile of spars in front of him, the number of spars carried by thousands of people was really pitiful.

Walking slowly to the pile of spars, I saw Ye Feng wave and use the Cloud Turning Palm to blow a small whirlwind, rolling up more than 10,000 spars and swinging them towards Zhu Yingjie.

"Your cultivation is too weak, even if you are a bait, no martial cultivator is willing to pay attention to you. Now you and I will stay here for two hours, and you hurry up to raise your cultivation to the chivalrous stage. ”

Looking at the more than 10,000 spars falling in front of him, Zhu Yingjie's eyes flashed with green light, and he nodded at Ye Feng and smirked for a while, then sat down cross-legged and took out a golden pen and drew a circle in the void.

It is also strange to say that when Zhu Yingjie lowered the golden pen a little down, the void seemed to have a huge round stone, which directly smashed the spar in front of him.

Instant! The rich vitality wrapped Zhu Yingjie in Dang, only to see him slowly close his eyes, and the Qi Shen Dantian opened every pore, allowing the vitality of the air to penetrate into his body as much as possible.

To tell the truth, 100,000 martial cultivators came to the underworld for one purpose, that is, to pick up spars to absorb vitality and improve cultivation. But those spars were shattered and absorbed by 100,000 martial cultivators, it was really a pity that they were violently destroyed.

If nothing else, they would not be able to absorb all the vitality of the hedron into their bodies, and every time they smashed thousands of crystals, a fraction of the vitality inside would dissipate between heaven and earth.

Just like Zhu Yingjie right now, although he held his breath and concentrated on the pores on his skin, when he inhaled the vitality, the vitality of the air was also dissipating, and at most he inhaled the vitality of six thousand spars.

But there is one person in the underworld who is different, and this person is Ye Feng, because he can ...... Suck the Yuan Shen Gong.

The Yuan Absorbing Divine Skill is a martial art awarded to Ye Feng by the system, and Ye Feng does not use this exercise much, almost always when Ye Feng encounters a danger of life and death, he will use it coldly once, and the effect has never failed Ye Feng.

Ye Feng originally thought that absorbing the Yuan Divine Skill was limited to this, just inhaling the Yuan Qi in the enemy's body. But after arriving in the underworld, Ye Feng had never been so happy and glad that the system rewarded him with this exercise. Because without waiting for the vitality to dissipate between heaven and earth, Ye Feng had already used the Yuan Divine Skill to inhale all the vitality of the air into his body, and he did not waste a trace of vitality at all.

Just like at this moment, Ye Feng continuously raised his right hand, and each time he was able to smash 100,000 spars through the 'Cloud Turning Palm' martial arts, and he was inhaled into his body without waiting for the vitality of the air to dissipate.

A quarter of an hour later, all the 100,000 spars became crystal powder, and Ye Feng also sat cross-legged on the ground, controlling the vitality of the eight veins of the Qi Jing little by little, and slowly returned to the dantian.

Time passed bit by bit, and an hour later, Zhu Yingjie opened his eyes, stood up and clenched his powerful fists, and then dispersed his vitality out of his body and transformed into a five-inch vitality phantom armor, and joy flashed on his face.

"The whole body is full of power, and there is a layer of illusory air currents outside the body, is this a knight? Indeed, it is far from being comparable to chivalry. ”

Zhu Yingjie was very excited, and immediately glanced sideways at Ye Feng, and found that Ye Feng was still sitting motionless under the boulder, and Zhu Yingjie, who had tasted the sweetness, couldn't help but lose his temperament, grabbed the pocket on the side and poured out five thousand spars from it, took out a gold pen and continued to draw in the air, and then used the tip of the pen to touch the five thousand spars in front of him.

In a flash! The five thousand spars shattered one by one, and Zhu Yingjie once again began to devour the vitality.

Time passed quietly again, and it was about to be the second hour, Zhu Yingjie was the first to open his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity and stood up, the expression on his face was very comfortable.

"Huh? Still meditating? ”

Zhu Yingjie turned around and glanced at Ye Feng, muttered to himself curiously, and didn't step forward but just stood in place and looked at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was still motionless, not even the wings of his nose moved, and the whole person seemed to have no vital signs and sat under the boulder.

However, if you put your finger in front of his nose, you will find that Ye Feng is still breathing. It's just that Ye Feng's inhalation frequency is extremely slow, he will take a breath in about a few seconds, and he will exhale the turbid qi in his body after a few seconds.

And just like that, another quarter of an hour passed. When the two hours came, Zhu Yingjie frowned slightly, and he was already a little curious that Ye Feng had not woken up.

But before Zhu Yingjie walked over to take a look, Ye Feng's body moved, and then a soft sigh came far away.

Standing up from the ground, Ye Feng's face was still unhappy or angry. But if you look closely, you will still find that Ye Feng's expression is a little subtly different, as if something has made him a little disappointed.

"Ye Shaoxia, how is it? Has the cultivation been promoted to the late stage of chivalry? ”

Seeing Ye Feng standing up, Zhu Yingjie walked over happily with his pocket.

"Late knighthood?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, and then smiled bitterly: "No." ”

"Huh! It shouldn't be. I heard Hei Busi's predecessors say that the hundreds of thousands of spars they have accumulated are enough for them to be promoted from the early stage of chivalry to the late stage? How did you get to ....... Zhu Yingjie scratched his head and asked suspiciously.

"Hei Busi is right, but don't forget, I wasn't an early chivalrous warrior before. In addition, after cultivating to a chivalrous person, one is self-cultivation, and the other is soul cultivation. ”

"What...... What do you mean? ”

"If it is self-cultivation, I have absorbed the vitality of 100,000 spars, which is enough for me to raise my cultivation to the late stage of chivalry, but my soul is extremely weak. For chivalrous, slimming is the best choice. But for chivalrous people, only cultivating the body and not paying attention to the soul, there is a strong body and bones, and there is only one way to die when encountering a chivalrous man with a strong soul. ”

"That'...... Do you mean that you will have all your vitality ...... It's all used to cultivate the soul? To put it this way...... Are you still a pseudo-knight? ”

"It's true that I've cultivated my soul, but I'm not a pseudo-knight, but a real early stage...... Knight-errant. Ye Feng smiled faintly, turned to look at the west, and said to Zhu Yingjie: "Go!" Go and meet the Five Poisons True Monarch. ”