Seeing Yi Feng being knocked out, Wang Yue sighed in his heart, and said in his heart that Liu Zicheng suddenly transformed, Yi Feng would not be able to deal with it.

But at this time, Yi Feng suddenly hung his head and said gloomily:

"I hate it when people lock my throat."

But Liu Zicheng still couldn't understand what he was saying, he just let out a beast-like roar, and the strength in his hand increased a little more.

With his current strength and strength, even twisting a steel bar is not a problem. But the strange thing is that no matter how hard he tries, he twists his neck that is constantly easy to wind.

Suddenly, Wang Yue saw that the clothes on Yi Feng's body suddenly exploded. was directly blown out, revealing his rib-like upper body.

Yi Feng's body is not strong, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is as thin as ribs. Wang Yue didn't understand a little, just Yi Feng's body, where did he usually get so much divine power.

At this moment, I saw that Yi Feng's upper body suddenly bulged, and muscles grew out of thin air. The muscles were as strong as those made of iron, and the muscles were as green as a dragon.

Windy muscles, explosive and aesthetically pleasing.

What shocked Wang Yue even more was that Yi Feng's upper body suddenly lit up with a tattoo, which glowed slightly golden, and it was actually in the shape of a golden dragon.

"My dear mother......"

Seeing this, Wang Yue frightened the local dialect.

I saw Yi Feng suddenly raise his right arm and smash it into Liu Zicheng's head with a punch.

This punch actually smashed Liu Zicheng's head out of his neck and shot it into the opposite wall and embedded it.

And Liu Zicheng's body was still standing, and his right hand was still pinching Yi Feng's neck.

It is easy to turn a fist into a palm, and a palm into a knife. cut straight at Liu Zicheng's right hand, and cut off Liu Zicheng's right hand again.

Wang Yue's eyes straightened, and he saw Yi Feng kick the transformed Liu Zicheng out with a kick, and threw his right hand away.

This time, Liu Zicheng never got up from the ground again. is in a different place, even if he is a bronze corpse, he is completely warped.

"I said, I hate it when people lock my throat."

Yi Feng shook his head, and was about to ask Wang Yue to go up to the third floor to see if the woman was there.

suddenly found that Wang Yue was gone.

"Huh, what about people?"

Yi Feng looked around with a confused expression.

At this point, at the end of the third floor, inside the last room.

Wang Yue stood at the door sluggishly, his eyes blank and his face with a hint of longing.

On that bed, half-lying was a graceful young woman. I saw that the young woman was wearing a purple gauze dress, and her graceful figure was looming, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a stunning fragrance.

The young woman hooked her finger at Wang Yue, smiled, and motioned for Wang Yue to come over quickly.

A slight smile was very captivating, and Wang Yue deeply understood the meaning of this sentence for the first time. The woman in front of her is the country and the city. Even if he met her once and died immediately, Wang Yue felt willing.

He walked slowly and mechanically towards the bed, then climbed onto the bed......

"Am I pretty?" The woman stroked Wang Yue's cheek and asked softly.

"Pretty ......"

Wang Yue couldn't wait to respond, with a hint of an intoxicated smile on his face.

As she spoke, the young woman leaned over to Wang Yue, mouth to mouth, to suck Wang Yue's essence.

Just as the mouths of the two of them were about to touch each other, a hurried chanting sound suddenly sounded outside the door:

"Pro! Soldier! Fight! He who! All! Spell! Column! Former! Yes! ”

"Broken!"

As soon as the word 'broken' came out, the jade pendant on Wang Yue's chest was blue again, and directly rushed the young woman out and slammed into the wall.

This burst of blue light was even stronger than just now, and the woman suddenly let out a terrible scream.

When the blue light burst out, Wang Yue also suddenly woke up, and when he saw the woman on the wall. Suddenly frightened, "Mom", he rolled off the bed and crawled to the ground.

The young woman was originally good-looking, with a graceful figure and fair skin. But now, her skin is rapidly drying up at a rate visible to the naked eye, and her figure has become much more shriveled. Especially the appearance, directly from the twenties to the sixty or seventy-year-old lady.

The key is that she is still wearing a purple gauze dress, and Wang Yue almost vomited.

Yi Feng outside slammed open the door and walked in unhurriedly.

"You trained Liu Zicheng into a bronze corpse, what do you have to do with the Qinghui Daoist?"

Yi Feng put his hands in his pockets and asked coldly.

He recognized this young woman as Liu Chengye's little wife.

At this time, when the woman saw that she had been beaten back to her original form, she was immediately stimulated, and rushed towards Yi Feng screaming:

"I'm going to kill you!"

Yi Feng didn't raise his hand, and kicked it again.

This kick kicked her directly to the window glass.

The glass shattered, and the woman flew straight out of the room.

Wang Yue was dumbfounded, and hurriedly ran to the window and looked downstairs. I saw that the woman fell from the third floor, and she could still run, and she disappeared after a while.

"Brother Feng, why did you run people away again!"

Wang Yue said excitedly.

"What are you excited about, you have a crush on her?"

Yi Feng said slowly.

"No, if you let her go, then she can't be like Qinghui Daoren, run away?"

Wang Yue was a little anxious.

"She's a small character."

Yi Feng said lightly:

"And if I hadn't kicked her out, she'd been beaten to death in a few hits from me. She must have something to do with Qinghui Daoren, now to find Qinghui Daoist, as long as we follow her, we can find Qinghui Daoist and Liu Chengye. ”

When Wang Yue heard this, he understood, but he asked again:

"Then she's gone, why should we follow her?"

Yi Feng chuckled, snapped his fingers, and said to Wang Yue:

"Look at it now, what's different around you."

Wang Yue looked at it and was surprised to find that in the air around him, there was a cyan silk thread that stretched from the inside of the room to the window, and then spread out from downstairs.

"This is the mark that the jade pendant left on the woman's body, and we can find her along this thread wherever she goes."

Yi Feng said unhurriedly, and then he walked to the windowsill. jumped straight from the third floor.

"What are you doing in a daze, come down!"

Yi Feng's voice came from downstairs.

How dare Wang Yue jump from such a high place, he is not Yi Feng. Swallowing his saliva, he turned around and ran out of the room, heading downstairs.

When passing by the living room on the second floor, he didn't dare to look at Liu Zicheng's corpse, Liu Zicheng's corpse was a little miserable after all.

But this can be regarded as retribution, Liu Zicheng did not die in the hands of Yi Feng, but died in the hands of his own people, and was trained into a bronze corpse.

And that Liu Chengye was not cleaned up by others, but let his master arrest him.

……

In a mountain on the outskirts of Yuzhou City.

There is a small wooden house here, which was originally inhabited by the forest rangers here, but the forest guards have become the same as those bodyguards in the Liu family's villa, who have been sucked dry and turned into dried corpses.

Liu Chengye was imprisoned in this small cabin, he had just come to his senses, and looked at the old man on the bed incredulously.

He couldn't understand why his most beloved master would treat him like this.

"Master, why, did the disciple do something wrong, why did you arrest me here?"

Liu Chengye asked in a panic.

He knows what kind of skills he has as a master, Qing Hui is not bad to his own apprentices, but to others, it is murderous without blinking. Moreover, what Qing Hui cultivates is not the right way at all, it is an evil art.

This is also one of the reasons why Liu Chengye gave up practicing back then. Only with money can you gain a firm foothold in society, and if you learn any evil arts, you will make yourself unhuman.

"You haven't done anything wrong, but there's a saying that the puff is innocent and guilty, and it couldn't be more appropriate to describe you now."

Qing Hui faced Liu Chengye without the slightest guilt, but was gloomy and compassionate, and even laughed a little excitedly.

After a while, if he devours Liu Chengye's Extreme Yang Body, he will be able to increase his lifespan by a few more decades, and his cultivation will skyrocket.

When the time comes, his skills will become more and more advanced, and he will no longer have to be afraid of Yi Feng. No matter how powerful Yi Feng's martial arts are, he will use his big move to summon ten thousand ghosts, and he will be able to devour Yi Feng in an instant.

There is a kind of kung fu practiced by the Qing Hui Taoist people, which is to devour others in order to enhance their own skills.

You can even eat human flesh raw to rejuvenate yourself. However, not everyone can enter his mouth, and it takes someone like Yi Feng to rejuvenate him.

"The disciple doesn't understand that I have hidden something, and I want the master to do this to me. I can give you anything if you need it, why should you do this! ”

Liu Chengye said excitedly.

He didn't know now that Liu Zicheng had been refined into a bronze corpse.

"You can give me anything, okay, good apprentice. You are the most sensible of my disciples. ”

When the Qinghui Daoist heard this, he laughed out loud and pointed at Liu Chengye. Excited and crazy, he said:

"You are a rare extreme yang body in a hundred years, I want to devour your extreme yang body, delay aging, and increase longevity."

"Apprentice, you should give it to me!"