"Senior brother, be careful. The female disciple of the Sword Transformation Sect, whose thigh was pierced, shouted in shock.

Before her shout fell, she suddenly felt her eyes light up, and then saw the surface of Ye Feng's body, which suddenly bloomed with a crimson glow.

Similar to the image of the demonic beast released by the disciples of the Transfiguration Sect, this brilliance also has an extremely domineering oppressive force.

It's just that, unlike the illusion swordsmanship, in addition to the oppressive force, the light has a greater effect, but it releases super suction power.

In front of Ye Feng, a silver-white vortex with a diameter of half a foot appeared.

The whirlpool surged wildly, releasing a strong suction force that acted on the dagger in the hand of the Shapeshifting Sect disciple, instantly causing the dagger in his hand to stab uncontrollably towards the center of the whirlpool.

The "snort" dagger stabbed the red vortex. At the moment when the dagger was completely submerged in the whirlpool, a thick stream of energy flowed into the whirlpool along the edge of the dagger.

In front of the whirlpool, the disciple of the Illusion Sect holding the dagger had a look of horror in his eyes.

He suddenly found that there seemed to be an extremely strange energy at this moment, which was constantly extracting the energy inside this low-level, metallic dagger, and what made him feel even more terrifying was that with the continuous loss of energy in the dagger, he clearly saw that the dagger softened inch by inch from the tip, and finally turned into a substance like molten iron.

"When. "All that was left was the dagger with a handle, which fell to the ground.

Looking at the handle of the dagger on the ground, the Shapeless Sect disciple was completely dumbfounded.

Since he was born, he has never seen such a strange scene. He dared to swear that Ye Feng must have used some kind of evil magic to make the dagger melt.

In the void, the crimson vortex was still spinning rapidly. After about half a cup of tea, the whirlpool stopped rotating, and disappeared into Ye Feng's body little by little.

Seeing that the whirlpool had completely disappeared, this time not only the disciples of the Illusion Sect were shocked, but the faces of the two female disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect also turned pale.

Everyone present is a swordsman-level master, and they can be regarded as having seen some of the world. But even so, when they saw this extremely strange scene in front of them, they still felt a wave of fear.

With a gesture, he melted away a row-level low-level dagger, and Ye Feng's unique skill made the other four people feel like they were in a fog.

After the vortex completely withdrew into his body, Ye Feng opened his eyes. The moment his eyelids were raised, two cold rays of light suddenly burst out in his eyes.

In the cold light, two golden flames danced and burned. Finding that a golden flame appeared in Ye Feng's pupils, the Illusion Sect disciple was so frightened that he fell directly to the ground.

"Hell, hell. The Illusion Sect disciple screamed in a terrible manner. For him, this incredible thing can only be blamed on ghosts that cannot be confirmed to exist.

"Poof. Just as the Shapeless Sect disciple howled, the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword stabbed into the back of his heart.

His body twitched for a moment, then he turned over and looked at Ye Feng with a shocked face.

At this moment when life flowed with the gushing blood, what the disciples of the Illusion Sect saw in their eyes was no longer Ye Feng's face, but an outright demon.

In his mind, only demons could melt row-level low-level swords, and only demons would have golden flames dancing in their pupils.

After the death of that Illusion Sect disciple, the golden flame in Ye Feng's pupils disappeared.

These two golden flames were actually the energy that remained in his body from this row-level low-rank dagger that he had just absorbed.

After a short period of pranayama, the energy has been completely refined, and it is only with those two flames that dance in the pupils that it will completely dissipate.

After pulling out the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword, Ye Feng's gaze swept over the other Shape-Forming Sect disciple named Sun Hao.

Under his gaze, Sun Hao was completely stunned. He lay on the ground, clutching his thighs, which were still gushing blood, and forgot to cry.

"Poof", another muffled sound sounded in the woodland, and the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword was inserted into Sun Hao's chest.

On Sun Hao's chest, a puddle of blood gushed out along the wound, feeling that life was fading away, Sun Hao's pupils began to dilate, and finally became like the eyes of a dead fish, with a layer of white smoke miasma.

Sun Hao died, and another Shapeshifting Sect disciple also died. Diagonally opposite the two, the bodies of the two female disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect trembled, and their eyes looked at Ye Feng, full of fear.

They are both new disciples, but the gap between them is like a world of worlds. Even the disciple of the Sword Transformation Sect who was stabbed in the thigh was eager to eat the flesh of Sun Hao and the others, but he might not dare to take the lives of the two of them neatly like Ye Feng.

Looking at Ye Feng, the faces of the two female disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect were also full of horror.

At this moment, they felt that the temperature of the Silver Light Snow Mountain was so low, even if they were wearing heavy fur, they still couldn't resist the biting mountain wind.

After eliminating the two Transfiguration Sect disciples, Ye Feng bent down and searched for the jade plate and two bags of rations from the two corpses.

After putting the jade plate in his pocket, tying the two bags of fried rice together, and carrying them on his shoulders, Ye Feng turned his head and set his eyes on the two female disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect.

After the pranayama and medicine just now, the female disciple of the Huajian Sect who had been pierced in the thigh, the bleeding on the leg had stopped.

Finding Ye Feng looking at her, she struggled to stand up, wanting to thank her, but was stopped by Ye Feng.

"You don't have to say thank you. Even if you weren't here, these two Transfiguration Sect disciples would have to die. Ye Feng said in a low voice.

After saying this, he bent down and picked up the Ice Heart Jade Bottle on the ground, which only had half of the healing medicine left, put it in his pocket, and then asked, "Do you have any food on you, and if so, give it to me." ”

In the face of Ye Feng's inquiry, the two female disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect all widened their eyes in shock.

They didn't expect that Ye Feng would be so stingy, not only did he take back the wound medicine he had sent out, but he also asked for food.

Although the two female disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect looked down on Ye Feng's behavior, considering that Ye Feng was their life-saving benefactor, it was not easy to show much.

After hesitating, the female disciple of the Sword Transformation Sect, who was injured in the leg, took out a ration bag from the bag behind her.

Seeing that the female disciple took out the food, Ye Feng was not polite, and took it directly, and then tied it with the two bags of rations on his body.

After getting the grain, Ye Feng no longer looked at the two female disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect.

He leaped forward, and his figure was already ten meters away.

"Farewell, two. After the two returned, they told Mei Ting that they should not talk about cooperation anymore, if they met again, it would be good for both parties to win the competition with their real skills. Ye Feng said loudly.

Having said this, he did not stop any longer, but jumped up to the treetops, and like a dexterous ape, he ran swiftly to the west.

After Ye Feng left, there were only two female disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect and the corpses of two Illusion Sect disciples left in the entire glade.

Looking at the snowy ground in front of them, which had been soaked in blood, the eyes of the two girls were full of horror.

Ye Feng's act of killing the two of them with a gesture made his image in the second daughter's mind directly transform into an executioner. Thinking of Ye Feng's stinginess, he didn't even let go of half a bottle of wound medicine, and the little junior sister of the Sword Sect couldn't help but show indignation on her face.

"Sister Xia, who do you say this Ye Feng is? Why is he so stingy, he doesn't even let go of half a bottle of wound medicine and a few bags of grain. The little sister muttered dissatisfiedly.

Beside her, the female disciple of the Sword Transformation Sect, known as Sister Xia, tore a strip of cloth from her clothes, stabbed it the wound on her leg, and staggered to her feet.

"Little junior sister, what you said is not right. In any case, this Senior Brother Ye is our life-saving benefactor, and he has just been able to lend me such a high-grade healing medicine, which has already proved that he is not a stingy person. ”

As she spoke, Sister Xia swung her sword and cut off a branch. After cutting the branch into the shape of a crutch in three or two strokes, she held it in her hand and walked slowly towards the land that had come.

"In the Silver Light Snow Mountain, every grain of grain and every healing medicine is incomparably precious. Senior Brother Ye did this, which proved that she was not a big person, and she had already begun to make all preparations for leaving the snow mountain. Sister Xia continued as she walked.

Behind her, the little junior sister looked at her staggering back, and hurriedly stepped forward and held her arm.

Although until this moment, she still disagreed with Ye Feng's behavior, she didn't make much excuses.

Just like Sister Xia said, no matter what you say, the lives of the two of them were saved by Ye Feng. If she said bad things about Ye Feng behind her back, Mo said that Sister Xia would not forgive her, and she herself would not forgive herself.

After Sister Xia and the others left, the glade became silent.

In the center of the clearing, the white snow, which was soaked in crimson white, became a lump of red ice under the freezing cold.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the snow on the ground immediately flew up.

When the snowflakes fell, the bodies of Sun Hao and the others could no longer be seen on the ground, and only a little red could be seen faintly, which was shockingly revealed in the snow.

In the forest, Ye Feng's figure was like lightning, galloping on the top of the tree one after another. The faster he ran, the faster he became, until later, only a blue phantom could be seen above the treetops, rushing forward like a flying electric snake.

On the way, Ye Feng was always thinking about what the Shape-shifting Sect disciple had said. Thinking that Nie Hatshui and the others had entered the trial ground and went straight to the west, Ye Feng couldn't help but worry.

Having seen the strength of the two Illusion Sect disciples, Ye Feng was very shocked.

He found that the comprehensive strength of the disciples of the Illusion Sect was generally higher than that of the Lishui Sword Sect. If it comes to fighting alone, except for the two second-level swordsmen in the Water Sword Sect, Long Wen and Lu Fei, who still have the strength to fight, I am afraid that no one else will be the opponent of the disciples of the Illusion Sect.

The more he saw the gap in strength between the two sides, the more anxious Ye Feng's mood became.

He didn't know if Longwen and the others had met Nie Hatshui and the others at this moment, if they were really unfortunate enough to encounter them, the consequences would be ...... Ye Feng didn't dare to think about it anymore.