"Colorful Phoenix, what Colorful Phoenix, who are you?"

Ye Feng pretended to have an innocent expression and shook his head.

"We are people from the Yin Yang Sect, Lao Tzu's name is Huang Yiyang, he is the senior brother here, if you don't want to die, you will obediently hand over the colorful phoenix!"

The short and fat man waved his hand, and the black-and-white warriors beside him all took out their weapons from behind them.

Their weapons are extraordinarily different, a bit like curved scythes, only much larger.

"Do you mean, whether I have a colorful phoenix or not, as long as I don't hand it over, I will die?"

Ye Feng saw that these people were here to rob.

Let the people of the Qingyang Sect, the White Cloth Sect, and the Rakshasa Sect go down the cliff to fight for the Colorful Phoenix, and these people from the Yin Yang Sect will sit on it and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

What a wonderful move, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

"You're right, Lao Tzu will give you ten breaths of time now, and obediently hand over the colorful phoenix, otherwise, you will all die here, even your daughter will not let go!"

Huang Yiyang smiled cruelly, with cruelty in his eyes.

"There are a lot of yin and yang weirdos in this group, it is indeed difficult to deal with, and it is difficult to escape!"

Ye Feng estimated the strength of the two sides, his side obviously had no chance of winning, and even there was little hope of escaping.

There are more than 40 warriors on the other side, and there are old men who like to run away on his side, innocent and cute little Lori, Zhang Huanhuan who has not woken up from injury, and Gao brothers and sisters who are not high in cultivation, and the only ones who have combat effectiveness are him and Wang Yuange, who is full of brute strength.

"There's a way!"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the supreme ring on his hand.

"Your time is up, it seems that you are not ready to hand over the colorful phoenix, then, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite, brothers, kill me!"

Huang Yiyang waited for ten breaths, and when he saw that there was no movement on Ye Feng's side, he immediately gave an order to those black and white people.

"Baba, the bad sex is coming!"

"Brother Ye, let's run away!"

"I'm not afraid of you, I'll fight for you!"

"Childe, you'll find a way to leave first!"

......

The innocent old man and the others each spoke their thoughts, showing panicked expressions.

"Close!"

Ye Feng's expression was calm, and with a slight flip of his fingers, he collected all those people into the Supreme Ring.

"What about the people, what about the others!"

"Why is there only one left!"

"Could it be that they can do sorcery!"

......

Those black and white people were stunned and rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had seen something wrong.

How a few good people disappeared out of thin air.

"What are you all doing in a daze, solve that kid first, and we'll know what the situation is in a while!"

Huang Yiyang was also a little surprised, not understanding what was happening.

In his opinion, Ye Feng was the leader of those people, and everything was made by Ye Feng, so he was ready to deal with Ye Feng first.

"Now that I'm alone, it's so much easier to get things done!"

Ye Feng had no worries, and casually sacrificed his weapons and made a big ruling.

"Kill!"

Ye Feng held a stick in his hand and fought with those black and white people.

He is now a level 3 martial artist, except for that Huang Yiyang, who is difficult to deal with, the rest of the black and white people don't pay attention to it.

"Click......!"

Those black and white people rushed towards Ye Feng in piles as if they were using crowd tactics, and as a result, their scythes collided with Ye Feng's weapons, and they instantly became fragmented.

"Our weapons are broken!"

They stared wide-eyed, and without weapons, how could they fight.

"Let's kill this kid!"

Those who didn't have a scythe could only use their hands instead of weapons, and together with those black and white people who had weapons, they stepped forward again and hit Ye Feng.

"I can't help myself!"

Ye Feng held the big ruling, the corners of his mouth rose,

With a fierce wave of both hands, he slammed into the scythe of the black and white man running in front of him again.

"Click, click, click, click, click!"

The same result appeared, the sickle broke in two, and without the scimitar above, it also became a stick.

"Our scythe is ruined again!"

"What kind of weapon is this kid holding in his hand!"

"My hand hurts me to death!"

......

The black and white people did not advance but retreated, and they were afraid of Ye Feng, the first wave of people who lost their weapons, this wave had no weapons, and what they lost was their arms.

"Come on, give it all to Lao Tzu, kill this kid!"

Huang Yiyang stood not far away and commanded vigorously.

I was depressed, so many people, it was so difficult to kill a person.

At the same time, he secretly looked at the big ruling in Ye Feng's hand, revealing a greedy look, such a hard weapon, he must get it later.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

Those black and white people, like taking the medicine of spring, did not retreat anymore, plucked up their courage, and rushed forward without their lives.

"If you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Ye Feng didn't want to cause too much killing, so when those people were in the first and second waves, they only broke the opponent's weapons and arms, and didn't want to take their lives, and now it seems that it won't work.

If you don't kill others, others will kill you, that's the law of survival.

"Die!"

Spit out a word, Ye Feng did not show any mercy to his subordinates, revealing a cold color.

Immediately, his figure shook rapidly like light, leaving behind him a series of afterimages.

And the great ruling in his hand flew to and fro like wheat harvesting, straight to the bloody heads of one after another.

"Poof!"

"Snort!"

The black and white man holding the scythe, facing Ye Feng, a level 3 martial artist, had no power to fight back, his head kept falling, and his body was in a different place.

Blood stained the ground red, covered with corpses, rolling heads, and it was impossible to tell who was whom.

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 level 9 warrior, gold +10, experience +10!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 level 6 warrior, gold +10, experience +10!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 level 8 warrior, gold +10, experience +10!"

......

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 10 warriors and completing the D-rank side quest!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng Gold +999!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng experience +999!"

Ye Feng has an artifact ring on his body, and his combat power has strengthened a lot, and occasionally there will be a critical kill, and a few people will be killed with a stick.

"Damn boy!"

Huang Yiyang stood not far away, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, the number of people on their side was constantly decreasing, but the other party did not have any traces of injury.

It seems that the people of their Yin-Yang Sect are all given away.

"This kid has some strength, I'd better back down first!"

Huang Yiyang began to wonder if he was Ye Feng's opponent.

He didn't want to gamble with his life, so he immediately turned around and fled towards the woods.

"I want to run away before I fight!"

Although Ye Feng was killing, his divine sense had been paying attention to Huang Yiyang, and seeing that the other party wanted to escape, he didn't care about the black and white people around him, and followed directly.

He didn't want to let go of the leader of the Yin-Yang people, and while chasing, he threw out the big ruling in his hand.

Hold the bow as a strong one, use the sword as a long one, shoot a man first and shoot a horse first, and capture a thief before a king.