Ye Feng and He Huan drove the carriage slowly towards the outside of the Zangke Mountain Range.

Along the way, they once again encountered several gangsters who wanted to make money. However, under the containment of the bloody methods of the two, no one succeeded, and no one survived.

Carefully counted, along the way, Ye Feng and He Huan killed nearly two hundred people. Such an unbelievable murder record made Ye Feng and He Huan's reputation as a murderous madman spread far and wide, spreading throughout the ears of the sword cultivators of the entire Zang Ke Mountain Range.

The number of people who fell far behind the carriage became less and less.

By the early morning of the fourth day, there were only a dozen or so sword cultivators left behind the carriage who relied on their own strength and still did not give up.

There is a wide forest road ahead, and after crossing this road, it is considered to be officially out of the Zangke Mountains.

At this moment, in the middle of the road, a slender and tall young man wearing a sky blue robe was standing in the middle of the road with his head held high with a long sword.

A cold wind blew, and the man's clothes and long hair fluttered in the wind. The long hair that hangs down over his face, combined with his unique feminine temperament, highlights him particularly cold.

Seeing Ye Feng's carriage from a distance, a cold light flashed in the man's narrow eyes.

He raised his head and looked at Ye Feng sitting on the wheel, and a fierce and incomparable domineering aura suddenly rose from his body.

The breath condensed into an extremely oppressive magnetic field in the void, and it actually formed a brief thunderstorm.

A roar burst from the void and fell into the ears of everyone around, causing all the sword cultivators to shudder in unison. It also made the horses driven by Ye Feng stop in horror.

Facing the opponent's extremely aggressive aura, Ye Feng's eyes burst out with a cold glint.

He could be sure that the young man in front of him was another genius powerhouse he had met after Su Yafeng and Ye Bingqing. If it is only based on cultivation as a hierarchy, the strength of the man in front of him is higher than that of Su Yafeng, at least at the level of a third-level sword master.

"Ye Feng?" the man held his head high and looked at Ye Feng proudly.

Hearing that the other party called out his name, Ye Feng sighed helplessly.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and this is true. Obviously, this young man with good strength should be prepared to wait here.

"I'm Ye Feng, who are you?" Ye Feng asked.

The man rose with a hint of arrogance, he patted the long sword in his arms, and said arrogantly: "Qilin Sword Jiang Ziwei." ”

"Qilin Sword Jiang Ziwei, this young man is Qilin Sword Jiang Ziwei. In the distance, the many sword cultivators who followed behind Ye Feng and the others changed color in unison.

Almost everyone who is familiar with the secrets of Yin Shangguo's new sword cultivation knows that Jiang Ziwei, the Qilin Sword, is one of the most powerful young powerhouses in Yin Shangguo in recent years.

Unlike Su Yafeng, Ye Feng and others who are disciples of the Sword Sect, Jiang Ziwei has no sect or faction, but comes from an ordinary family in Qilin Town.

Jiang Ziwei debuted three years ago and challenged the various sects of Yin Shangguo.

In the past three years, except for the four major sword sects that have not been challenged by him, almost all the large and small sects of the Yin Shang Kingdom have accepted Jiang Ziwei's challenge.

In the process of challenge, Jiang Ziwei won more and lost less. Even the people who defeated him were all the sect masters of the major sects, and as for those who were the same age as Jiang Ziwei, no one had ever defeated them.

Jiang Ziwei is a typical sword idiot, and he is also a madman who is thirsty for war. It is said that he once made a grand wish to defeat all the young masters of the Yin Shang Kingdom who were about twenty years old.

Although his rhetoric is extremely arrogant, no one will doubt it. Everyone knows that there are really very few people who can defeat Jiang Ziwei by becoming a third-level sword master at the age of twenty.

Jiang Ziwei found Ye Feng, which made many sword cultivators who didn't know Ye Feng's origin stunned.

Vaguely, they had already guessed that Ye Feng's identity was definitely extraordinary, thinking of what Jiang Ziwei said half a year ago, he would find the disciples of the Four Great Sword Sects to duel in the next half a year, and those sword cultivators even faintly guessed that Ye Feng was very likely to be a member of the Four Great Sword Sects.

For those sword cultivators of small sects, or no sects, the four great sword sects are definitely super behemoths.

Thinking that he was actually fighting the idea of a genius disciple of the Four Great Sword Sects, those sword cultivators with ghosts in their hearts were full of fear on their faces, and their hearts were full of luck.

Ye Feng had also heard of the name of Jiang Ziwei of the Qilin Sword, and also knew that Jiang Ziwei had threatened to challenge the outstanding disciples of the four major sects.

Now that he saw Jiang Ziwei blocked in the middle of the road, he had already guessed the other party's intention.

Jiang Ziwei didn't come for money, but for fighting. Thinking that at such a moment, Jiang Ziwei came to mix in again, Ye Feng's heart couldn't help but be full of unhappiness.

"How are you going to fight?" Without waiting for Jiang Ziwei to challenge, Ye Feng suddenly took the lead in speaking.

Ye Feng's straightforwardness made Jiang Ziwei slightly stunned.

He looked at Ye Feng with a smile and said, "There are no rules, don't die!"

As he spoke, Jiang Ziwei suddenly pulled out the long sword in his sheath.

The origin of the nickname Jiang Ziwei of the Qilin Sword comes from the weapon he used.

The long sword used by Jiang Ziwei was a rare high-grade sword unicorn tooth. The sword was five feet long and four inches wide, and the hilt was carved with the pattern of a unicorn.

It is said that the greatest characteristic of the Qilin Tooth is that it can release the Qilin illusion when launching a sword move, attacking the opponent's mind.

Seeing Jiang Ziwei pull out the unicorn teeth, Ye Feng no longer hesitated. Shaking his hand slightly, he took the Smoke Wave Vast Sword, which was also a high-level rank, in his hand.

The azure mist lingered on the sword body, constantly spiraling and rising, adding a bit of mystery to the vast sword of the smoke waves.

Seeing that Ye Feng was also ready to attack, Jiang Ziwei stopped talking, straightened up his long sword, and stabbed Ye Feng in the chest.

The long sword surged, bringing up an overwhelming sword light, and a surging and rolling sword qi frenzy.

Seeing the sword qi coming towards him, Ye Feng did not dodge, and directly used the water splitting sword style to meet the sword light in front of him.

The water-splitting sword style displayed by the Smoke Wave Vast Sword is slightly inferior in terms of domineering, but it is superior in terms of long-term and long-lasting.

There was a loud bang, and the vast sword of smoke and the unicorn tooth collided together.

The two powerhouses collided, and a layer of ripple-like explosions erupted.

The powerful force acted on Ye Feng and He Huan's bodies on both sides, forcing Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei back three steps in unison.

In this hard fight, Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei were only half a catty and eight taels in strength, and no one took advantage of it.

Sensing that the other party's strength was not inferior to his own, Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei's bodies were surging with surging battle intent at the same time.

The two sides went back and forth, brandishing long swords against each other.

In just a few seconds, the long swords in the hands of the three of them collided at least nearly a hundred times.

The powerful anti-shock force of the explosion forced the two of them to retreat back more than a dozen steps at the same time, and also caused the ground on which the two of them stood to collapse to more than ten feet underground.

The battle between the two fell into the eyes of the spectators in the distance, and all the onlookers could not help but stand in shock.

Half of these bystanders have been following Ye Feng these days.

They had known that Ye Feng's strength was super strong, but they didn't expect that Ye Feng hadn't even used one-tenth of his strength in the past few days of battle.

With the collision of two swords alone, it can release the vitality that shakes the ground to the ground, and what a lot of strength is required.

Those onlookers who possessed the strength of a sword master were not too shocked to see this scene. But those sixth- and seventh-level swordsmen were all speechless in shock when they saw the collapsed ground.

If they were to fight against Ye Feng, let alone fight hard with a sword, I am afraid that just this shock force would kill them in an instant.

After the two sides retreated at the same time, Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei changed their offensive methods almost at the same time.

Jiang Ziwei's shoulders shook slightly, and he came to the area less than five meters in front of Ye Feng as if he was teleporting.

Suddenly, he threw the long sword in his hand into the air, and his hands pinched out several seals one after another.

"Qilin Ring!" Jiang Ziwei murmured.

The voice fell, and the long sword, which was originally suspended in the void, suddenly released a cyan light, which kept rotating around the void, forming a semicircular light shield.

Inside the light mask, the powerful coercion made Ye Feng almost want to vomit blood. He flew backwards, only to find that his speed had slowed down under the Qilin Ring.

Finding that the long sword in the void was stabbing at him, Ye Feng's pupils suddenly contracted into a needle shape.

He violently raised the Smoke Wave Vast Sword, and casually released a blue water system light curtain.

Blue waves rippled in the aura, making the sound of the rising tide of the sea.

Suddenly, the wave light collided with the unicorn teeth, and the two powerhouses collided, emitting a violent explosion.

The explosion directly tore through the encirclement of the Qilin Ring, ejecting Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei at the same time.

On the ground more than ten meters away, Ye Feng reluctantly climbed up from the ground.

Suppressing the blood that was about to spurt out, he raised the Smoke Vast Sword again.

Opposite him, Jiang Ziwei, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, looked at Ye Feng, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

In the years since his debut, he has experienced countless battles, but so far, this is the first time he has been beaten so embarrassed when he is fighting against people of the same age.

Seeing that the long sword in Ye Feng's hand once again released the ripples of the Dao water system, Jiang Ziwei gritted his teeth suddenly, and waved the Qilin Sword again to meet it.

The two swords collided again, and no sooner had the explosion formed than an earth-shattering loud bang erupted from where the blades intersected.

With a bang, Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei were ejected again.

The bodies of the two people fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the moment they fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths.

At the carriage behind Ye Feng, He Huan pulled out his long sword.

Seeing that He Huan wanted to help, Ye Feng shook his head decisively.

Struggling, Ye Feng got up from the ground.

The moment he got up, he realized that the impact of the two explosions had caused a lot of damage to his lungs.

Now, the crystals in his body had become extremely dim, and the operation of the Little Five Elements Sword Formation had also tended to be still.

Realizing that his vitality had become so weak, he smiled helplessly, and didn't use his vitality, just shook and walked towards Jiang Ziwei, who was still lying on the ground.

Ye Feng believed that his vitality was dry, and Jiang Ziwei would definitely be the same.

It's just that with the help of the small Five Elements Sword Formation in his body, he insisted a little longer than Jiang Ziwei.

After coming to Jiang Ziwei's side, Ye Feng suddenly rode on Jiang Ziwei's body.

Looking at Jiang Ziwei with a shocked face, Ye Feng suddenly wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and then clenched his fists and smashed down on Jiang Ziwei's face.