Ye Jiechen shook his head when he heard this, the Nine Candle Demon Sword that had just slashed He Feng, after wiping away the blood, was also included in the Sumeru Ring, and when he raised his head at this moment, the eyes that looked at Wei Feng were only naked with disdain and ridicule.

"Relying on the pills to barely pile up half a step of concentration, it is sad that you can only do this with your father's bloodline. ”

As soon as Ye Juechen's words fell, Wei Feng on the mountainside in the distance was furious, if it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation was too low, I am afraid that he would have to do something directly against Ye Jiechen.

In Wei Feng's heart, the matter of cultivating talent has always been a backlash in his heart, and no one dares to say it so directly in front of him except for his father.

After all, in the cultivator world, generally speaking, as long as the strength of the father's generation is strong enough, and the heirs born inherit the bloodline, the natural strength will not be weak, and Wei Feng is the same, if you talk about innate talent alone, I am afraid that looking at the generation of the Cloud Star Sect, only Qin Qingxue and Ye Jiechen are higher than him.

But this person is lazy, lustful and hardworking, and never takes cultivation to heart, and it is precisely because of this that even after inheriting his father's bloodline, he has to be under the accumulation of countless pills, and now he can reach half a step of concentration. In the world of cultivators who focus on cultivation, such a person is indeed the most despised by the people.

"Ye Jiechen, I swear, after I catch you, I will definitely cut off your hands and feet, soak you in the medicine altar, raise you as a blood slave, and endure hundreds of years of torture!"

Wei Feng's vicious voice sounded, and immediately after, he saw Wei Feng speak to the Xiongyu Sect master beside him: "He has been seriously injured by He Protector, there is nothing to be afraid of, if you rush up, I am afraid that he will not be able to support it for a single round!"

Hearing this, the elders of the Xiongyu Sect who had obeyed the words of this young sect master suddenly hesitated, they all had vision, and they could see Ye Juechen's weakness at this time, but what they were concerned about at the moment was the old man beside Ji Xuanming in the distance.

And seeing that his subordinates' eyes were wandering, he meant that this young sect master, who was not stupid to the top, also reacted immediately, and immediately bowed to Ji Xuanming's place, and said respectfully: "This senior, this matter is a personal grudge between my Xiongyu Sect and Ye Jiechen, and please don't interfere with it! In the future, I will let my father come to visit you in person!"

When the white-haired old man beside Ji Xuanming heard this, he was about to scold angrily, and Ye Jiechen, who had not spoken for a long time, finally showed a smile at this time: "Senior, just follow his thoughts, I am also a little moved by the treasures in this person." ”

When the white-haired old man heard this, he also nodded, and didn't say more, after all, in his heart, it was Ji Xuanming, who was only regarded as a junior, and for Ye Jiechen, he had already been treated as a figure of the same level. After all, compared to He Feng, although his cultivation is stronger, it is not too strong, and Ye Jiechen, who can kill He Feng at such a young age, will achieve success in the future, obviously I don't know how high he is higher than him. Therefore, when facing Ye Juechen, he couldn't put on a stand.

What's more, in his opinion, Ye Jiechen is not such a conceited person, although he seems to be extremely weak now, but since he said so, it is obvious that he is still extremely confident in dealing with the Xiongyu Sect.

Seeing that under Ye Juechen's words, the mysterious old man had no intention of coming out, Wei Feng was also overjoyed, in terms of his status and status, even if he killed a Dharma Protector Elder, it was nothing, so he was not very afraid of He Feng's death, but this Ye Jiechen had to die!

"Why are you still stunned, don't hurry up!" Wei Feng suddenly scolded angrily, urging his subordinates.

The remaining Xiongyu Sect masters suddenly woke up like a dream, and nodded again and again, since there was no obstruction from the mysterious old man, in the face of Ye Jiechen, who was obviously weak, they would not be a little soft.

Seeing the several Xiongyu Sect masters who were coming, Ye Jiechen did not show the slightest caution, and the Nine Candle Demon Sword that had been included in the Sumeru Ring did not take it out again.

A sky-high sword intent came out of thin air, standing in front of Ye Jiechen, and then turned into endless sword light, slashing towards the rushing male feather sect masters.

The remaining few Xiongyu Sect masters, the strongest people, are only concentrating on the two heavens, such a level of existence, for Ye Jiechen, who is fighting like eating and drinking water, it is simply a simple matter, that is, now that the Yuan power is almost exhausted, it doesn't take much effort to clean them up.

Thorn~

It was like cutting tofu, and before the few Xiongyu Sect masters who were rushing towards Ye Jiechen with confidence could react, the overwhelming sword light had already swept over them, and almost instantly, their flesh was split into a cloud of blood mist, and even such a bloody scene did not make Ye Jiechen's gaze change in the slightest.

As for Wei Feng, who was still full of confidence and was even thinking about what kind of cruel way to torture Ye Jiechen after capturing Ye Jiechen, at this time, he saw that several Xiongyu Sect masters evaporated instantly, and after turning into blood mist in the mysterious sword light in the sky, he directly sat on the ground, obviously dumbfounded.

"You...... You!" Looking at Ye Juechen who was slowly walking towards him, Wei Feng, who was already with an average heart, was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly, pointing to Ye Juechen's location, but his pupils were constantly shrinking, obviously terrified to the extreme.

Wow.

Ye Jiechen had already approached at this time, and when he saw Wei Feng pointing at him, he immediately frowned, his hand was slashed, and a sword light suddenly burst out from it, cutting off the three fingers that Wei Feng stretched out, and immediately blood sprayed out, Wei Feng fell to the ground with a scream, covering his hands and screaming desolately.

And Ye Jiechen, who finally walked in front of Wei Feng, couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Wei Feng who looked like this just because he had broken three fingers, and the idea of torturing Qin Qingxue in his heart was suddenly gone, such a character, where is it worth his torture?

The next moment, sword light suddenly bloomed in Ye Juechen's eyes, and Wei Feng, who was still holding his hands and screaming in pain, was instantly wrapped in sword light, completely returning to nothingness.

Wow.

At the moment of Wei Feng's death, Ye Juechen beckoned slightly, Wei Feng's Sumeru Ring suddenly fell into his hand, and after a little inspection, after checking a few treasures such as the Wunian Sword, Ye Juechen's cold cheeks finally thawed a little.

With these few treasures, at least he can make up for Qin Qingxue a little, as for his own injuries, Ye Jiechen doesn't care very much, after all, being able to transform in a fierce battle and step into the second layer of the Thunder God Body is simply the greatest joy for him.

After solving Wei Feng and his party, Ye Juechen's gaze couldn't help but fall on Ji Xuanming and the old man beside him in the distance, his brows furrowed slightly, and his heart was even more thoughtful.

Qin Qingxue is now in their hands!