Chapter 234: The Demon Bearer

"Senior sister, shall I go and have a look first?" The man with the sword on his back said softly.

"Wait, he's still in there." The young woman looked at the mountain village with a calm look in her eyes.

"The Demon Bearer, I've been thinking about it for a long time." The man with the sword on his back suddenly turned back as he spoke.

There were three people on the mountain road behind them, the first one was unshaven and unkempt, it was Qi Chuanjia and his two subordinates who rushed to the scene after receiving the notice.

After meeting, they introduced each other that the two in front of them were Luo Mi and Ye Feng, who rushed over from the capital to help investigate the "Demon Eye" incident.

They stumbled upon the traces of the "Demon Bearer" and followed them all the way.

Hearing Luo Mi's name, An Neng and Fang Qi subconsciously took a second look.

"Is this the reincarnation of the legendary "goddess", doesn't it mean that he has amazing beauty and talent, not to mention the talent, you can't see it. This looks like nothing but beautiful eyes, but the appearance is ordinary, right? ”

The actions of these two people made Ye Feng slightly dissatisfied and glanced at them.

"Is the "Demon Bearer" still in the village? Qi Chuanjia asked.

"It's still there." Luo Mi nodded.

"How are the people in the village?"

"They should all be alive, I didn't see the blood light rising." Luo Mi's voice is very good, but it is a little cold.

"That's good, what is he doing in there, cooking noodles and eating them?" Qi Chuanjia stared at the mountain village and muttered to himself with some puzzlement.

Several people on the side looked at him after hearing this.

A "demon bearer" ran all the way to such a mountain village just to cook noodles to eat? How high a IQ does this have to be to generate such an idea?

"It's not a way to stand like this all the time, junior sister, I'll go and see first."

"It's okay, senior brother, be careful."

Ye Feng nodded, rose vertically, and went across the air, people were like flying swords, and in an instant, they arrived at the mountain sky of the mountain village, stopped at the top of a courtyard, and landed on the wall.

In the courtyard, a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed ordinarily and with slightly messy hair, was sitting on a matza, holding a bowl of hot noodles in his hand, and eating it in large gulps.

A few steps away from him lay a man on the ground, his body slightly undulating, and not far away a dog and two chickens fell to the ground.

There was also a woman, a child, and several sheep in the pen, who also fell to the ground.

There is a pomegranate tree near the wall in the courtyard, which looks to be some years old, and its long branches are luxuriant.

"Demon Bearer! Are you really eating noodles!? Ye Feng stared at the person in the courtyard with a cold look in his eyes.

"If you don't go to the door, you can't climb the wall, this habit is not good, you have to change it." The man didn't raise his head, continued to eat the noodles, ate the noodles in the bowl with a few chopsticks, and then drank the soup inside.

"Whew, comfort!" He breathed a long sigh of relief, he looked at Ye Feng standing on the wall, his face was dark, his eyes were bright, and he grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to kill, you go!"

"What are you here for?" Ye Feng said coldly.

"It's handsome, but the cold face is not flattering." The man said with a smile. "I just came to see it."

He got up and moved his body, took twenty dollars out of his body, and stuffed it into the pocket of the man who had fallen to the ground.

I looked around, I looked in the yard, and then I looked into the house.

"Gone!" After speaking, the earth shook slightly, the house shook a few times, a few pieces of dust were sprinkled, and the man had disappeared.

Almost at the same time, Ye Feng rose from the top of the wall and went straight to the sky.

In the distance, outside the village.

"He's out of the village!" Luo Mi, who had been staring at the village, suddenly spoke, and after she finished speaking, her body shook, and the person had already arrived in the village, and in a flash, the person disappeared.

"You're waiting here." After speaking, Qi Chuanjia had a tornado around him, and then he took off into the air, ten meters away from the air, and flew away.

There was a bang, and there was a sudden sound in the sky, like a drum.

A figure fell from mid-air and smashed into the ground, smashing the ground into a large crater and sending dust flying.

"Senior brother, are you injured?" A figure flashed beside him.

"It's fine!" Ye Feng got up, his face a little gloomy.

There was a man standing on the hill outside the mountain village, looking at the two of them condescendingly.

"Isn't it good to be alive at a young age?" The tone was already cold, and the eyes were cold.

A gust of wind rose, and Qi Chuanjia came to their side, looking up at the man standing on the mountain, his eyes were solemn.

Is that the "Demon Bearer"? Those who bear the curse of the demon god have befallen disaster wherever they pass! ”

The man standing on the hill did not continue to speak, his lips moving slightly.

The ears of the three people under the mountain immediately sounded a murmuring sound, and several birds in the sky suddenly fell straight from the air and fell directly to the ground.

The intuitive minds of the three people were dizzy and their bodies were shaking.

"Be careful, it's the Devil's Voice!" Luo Mi hurriedly said.

pinched his fingers and recited the spell, and the Dao Dao brilliance on his body emanated.

Ye Feng clasped his palms together and recited the mantra, Qi Chuanjia directly took out two runes and pasted them on his ears, and in an instant, those two runes directly shattered.

go

With a crisp sound, the ancient sword came out of its sheath and flew straight towards the man on the mountain.

I saw that the man raised his hand and punched, smashed directly on the flying sword, and smashed the flying sword directly out, Ye Feng immediately took a few steps back, raised his hand and made a move, the flying sword came back, caught the flying sword and took a few steps back.

He looked up at the man with a look of surprise on his face.

Breaking the flying sword empty-handed, this is a magic weapon!

The blue and black lines on the man's right hand on the mountain penetrated deep into the texture, shining slightly.

"Magic Pattern!"

Qi Chuanjia took a deep breath and clenched the bronze short stick in his hand.

"The Demon Bearer, I've heard of the name for a long time, and it's the first time I've encountered it."

Hum, there was a shock in mid-air, and the people on the mountain disappeared.

Be careful!

The next second, a man appeared in front of them.

Ye Feng's sword ignited a flame, and just as he was about to slash out, he was wiped out by a punch, and the person flew out more than thirty meters upside down and crashed into a pile of mountain soil.

A bright light shone in front of Luo Mi, blocking a punch that suddenly appeared in front of him, the light dimmed, and the person stepped back lightly.

With a bang, Qi Chuanjia was also smashed out with a punch and smashed into the soil.

In an instant, three punches beat three people, two defeats and one retreat.

"The little girl is not lazy, and the smell on her body is not pleasant." The middle-aged man said.

Ye Feng rushed out of the mountain soil, and a sword flew into the air, and a fire sword more than ten meters long was in the air.

The man swung his fist, and the flaming sword was shattered with one punch.

Luo Mi raised his palm, and a thunderbolt flew out of his palm and hit the man, only to hear a boom, and the electric light shone on him.

"Five thunder rectification, palm thunder." The man smiled.

Beneath the shattered clothes were iron-like muscles, and blue and black lines penetrated deep into the skin, forming a strange pattern.

With a click, the ground cracked beneath his feet, and the man disappeared again.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Boom, Ye Feng flew out again, snorted in mid-air, and suddenly embedded himself in the mountain soil.

Then he smashed a punch into the chest, and a mouthful of blood spat out.