Immediately, this person said expressionlessly:

"Boy, do you know who just fell in love with your spirit beast?"

Seeing the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who suddenly blocked in front of him, Yu Pujia and Ye Tingyu both had pretty faces that changed slightly, and they both became nervous.

Ye Han raised his eyebrows and said indifferently:

"Who he is, I'm not interested. I just want to say that my spirit beast is not intended to be sold to others. Now, you're in my way!"

When the words fell, Ye Han's body also released a powerful aura, just because the Heavenly Saint Dantian was running, it reached the Gathering Yuan Tenfold Realm, and even the power of cultivation was a little purer and more powerful than the young man in front of him.

The sword-eyed young man in the distance flashed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Yang Feng, this matter is abrupt for me. You must not be rude to the Daoist brother of the Royal Beast Sect. ”

Although the words seemed to be scolding the young man who was standing in front of Ye Han, after the latter heard this, his eyes were cold, and he stared at Ye Han and said:

"Hmph, Senior Brother Liu Ming, you are one of the true legends of this sect, and in this Netherworld Demon Abyss, you represent the face of my Spirit Sword Sect! Now a disciple of the Imperial Beast Sect dares to refute Senior Brother Liu, doesn't he take the majesty of my Spirit Sword Sect in his eyes?"

Between Yang Feng's words, he was full of the domineering and arrogant of the third sect of the Eastern Wilderness, and he didn't take Ye Han, the eighth-ranked Imperial Beast Sect, in his eyes at all.

In other words, in his heart, he didn't think about Ye Han's feelings at all.

Since your true brother has taken a fancy to your spirit beast, then you can sell it to us honestly, isn't it?

Naturally, Ye Han's refusal fell in the eyes of a group of disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, and it became a rebellious move not to take the majesty of the Spirit Sword Sect in their eyes, which was unacceptable to them.

"You're going too far, aren't you?"

Ye Tingyu couldn't help the resentment in his heart, and said angrily:

"These two spirit beasts belong to my brother Ye Han, if he doesn't want to sell them, he won't sell them, is it possible that you still want to buy them?"

Although Yu Pujia didn't speak, his gaze at the group of Spirit Sword Sect disciples also showed a touch of disgust.

"Hehe, in this Netherworld Demon Abyss, strength is everything!"

Hearing Ye Tingyu's reprimand, Yang Feng not only showed the slightest shame, but instead clasped his hands to his chest and said with a cold and arrogant face:

"Didn't the head of your Imperial Beast Sect tell you that once you enter the Netherworld Demon Abyss, everything depends on your own ability?"

When these words fell, a group of disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect all sneered.

Although the sword-eyed young man named Liu Ming showed a helpless look on his face, in the depths of his eyes, he showed a hint of appreciation for Yang Feng.

However, Tengu and Kumei, who have always been used as trading items, can't help it.

"Grandma is a bear, what kind of thing are you, and you dare to covet this god dog?"

The tengu stood up directly, crossed his claws on his waist, looked up at Yang Feng condescendingly, the fierce light flashed in the dog's eyes, and he grinned and said:

"Dare to stand in the way of my master, believe it or not, this god dog will soak in urine and bring you back to your hometown to see your ancestors for eighteen generations?"

Nine Lives was also not far behind, and at this moment, he suddenly jumped on Ye Han's shoulder, glared at Yang Feng and scolded:

"Ugly monster, hurry up and get out of the way, otherwise this god cat wants you to look good!"

For the anger of the two beasts, Ye Han did not stop it in the slightest.

But Yang Feng, who was suddenly insulted by the two demon beasts, was stunned for a moment at first, and fell into the shock that the two Ning Dan Realm demon beasts could actually speak, and then he reacted, and a trace of gloomy anger appeared on his face.

However, Yang Feng's anger did not point at the two beasts, but fell on Ye Han.

"Stinky boy, these are the two demon beasts you disciplined?"

"What's wrong?"

Ye Han raised his eyebrows, and there was not the slightest expression of concern on his face.

"Hmph! Insulting people, and still unrepentant! It seems that if I don't teach you some lessons today, you don't know how many pounds and taels you have!"

Yang Feng opened his mouth, and as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and pointed his two fingers together as a sword, pointing towards Ye Han's chest.

Phew!

A sword ray more than a meter long condensed from between his two fingers, exuding an indestructible aura, and before he could get close, the clothes on Ye Han's chest were torn open, which showed how powerful this blow was.

Liu Ming and the other disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect had no intention of stopping Yang Feng at this time, and just watched coldly from the sidelines.

In the face of Yang Feng's sudden attack, Ye Han seemed to have expected it, and he also raised his right hand, and the second finger in the middle of the food condensed a wisp of extremely pure sword light, and pointed it out fiercely.

Bite!

The two swords that were purely condensed by the true yuan collided together, and the sound of gold and stone clashing was heard in mid-air.

Followed by.

Recite~

A dragon groan suddenly came out of the air, and then Ye Han's figure disappeared in place.

"Yang Feng be careful!"

Seeing this, Liu Ming's expression suddenly changed.

But, the next moment.

Syllable!

A loud slap rang out from the field.

Then, everyone saw Yang Feng's body flying backwards like a broken sack.

"Poof......

In the air, Yang Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, mixed with a few broken teeth.

"Ah thief, I won't kill you, I won't be a man!"

Being slapped away by Ye Han in public, Yang Feng only felt that he had been subjected to unimaginable humiliation, and with a roar, he forcibly stopped the upside-down flying figure, and slammed one foot on the trunk of a tree next to him, and the whole person exuded a sky-high sword intent and rushed towards Ye Han again.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Ye Han's eyes were cold, and a cold killing intent suddenly erupted from his body.

However, before he could make a move, a yellowish figure swept out from the side.

"Master, this guy is handed over to me!"

The dog monster barked, and a sweep appeared several feet in the air, facing Yang Feng's only way to rush towards Ye Han, his paws twitched on his stomach, and the cloth pants that had just been made by it turned into pieces with a snort, revealing the caterpillar of the tengu.

"Oh, turtle grandson, eat your grandfather's divine urine!"

With a strange laugh, Yang Feng, who was about to rush towards Ye Han, couldn't help but pause and looked up at the sky.

Shout~

The next moment, a golden yellow mixed with a trace of black liquid shot out from under the tengu's body.

Sneer~snort~sneer~

Everywhere the golden-black liquid passed, the sound of corrosion was heard in the air, and there was a smell that made the hairs stand on end.

"Not good!"

Yang Feng, who bore the brunt of the attack, felt that his scalp was numb, and a deadly sense of crisis surged from the bottom of his heart in an instant, even if he wanted to withdraw and retreat.

However, the timing of Tengu was too good, not only did he calculate the route he had to take, but also pinched exactly where he would stop, and the height was just right, at this moment, a soak of dog urine spilled out, Yang Feng could not completely avoid it even if he was a cultivator of Juyuan Tenfold.

However, at this critical juncture, Yang Feng had an intuition, that is, he had to avoid that bubble of dog urine, otherwise, I am afraid that he would really pay a heavy price!

"Oh!

Between the lightning and flint, Yang Feng couldn't help but roar angrily, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a golden sword light emerged from his mouth, turning into a golden sword, and under his mental envoy, it rotated in the wind, forming a sword wheel that was several zhang square and just blocked above Yang Feng's head.

Puff puff......

That bubble of golden-black dog urine happened to be blocked by the golden sword at this moment, and not a trace of it spilled onto Yang Feng's body.

And Yang Feng took this opportunity to withdraw and retreat.

But when Yang Feng just withdrew more than ten meters away, his face showed a look of relief, but his complexion suddenly changed, and with a wow, a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his breath instantly withered.

Meanwhile.

There was a bang.

That golden sword, after blocking all the golden-black dog urine spilled by the tengu, suddenly dissipated the golden light and smashed to the ground, revealing its original face, but it was a remnant sword with an extraordinary texture, but at the moment it was rusty, as if it had been corroded by a strong poisonous liquid.

"I, my Natal Spirit Sword!!"

Looking at the remnant sword that fell to the ground and lost all the golden light, Yang Feng couldn't help but scream miserably, opened his mouth and sprayed out another stream of blood, his face turned pale, and he fainted directly to the ground.

All this is said slowly, in fact, from Yang Feng's sudden move, then he was slapped by Ye Han, and then he shot again with anger, and was intercepted by Tiangu with a soak of dog urine halfway, and it only took three breaths before and after.

It was only at this moment that seeing Yang Feng fainting on the ground with a pale face, and the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who were originally there could not react.