One punch, two punches......

Ye Feng smashed down more than a dozen punches in one go.

Under his punches and kicks, Jiang Ziwei's face was bruised and swollen, and blood began to spurt from his nose and ear holes.

Seeing that Ye Feng still showed no signs of stopping, Jiang Ziwei even had the intention of committing suicide.

As a strong swordsman who has debuted for many years and is famous in the Shang Kingdom, he has never been beaten by someone on his body.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't mobilize a trace of strength in his body, his mouth couldn't move, and he couldn't wait to bite off Ye Feng's fist.

Ye Feng rode on Jiang Ziwei and beat the other party's movements, making He Huan and the onlookers from a distance all stunned.

Everyone didn't expect that the duel between the two great sword cultivation geniuses would eventually turn into a hooligan fight.

At this moment, at least a dozen people moved to take advantage of the fire to rob and rob Ye Feng and He Huan.

But when they saw He Huan draw out the long sword, and the tip of the sword spewed out a half-foot-long sword qi, everyone stood in place in shock.

A few days ago, He Huan was just a swordsman, but after these days of killing, he was miraculously promoted to become a swordsman.

He Huan's deterrence dispelled all the thoughts of taking advantage of the fire to rob people.

It's just that even if he deterred everyone, He Huan didn't have any pride in his heart.

Ye Feng, this guy, he is a strong sword master, even if he beats people, he has to take care of his demeanor.

He rides on someone else's body and hits each other on the cheek with his fist, what is the difference between this and street hooligan fights.

Even He Huan, a bystander, felt ashamed, and the bitterness in the heart of Jiang Ziwei, who was beaten, can be imagined.

Suddenly, he received a blow to the corner of the eye. I don't know if it was because of the tear duct injured by his fist, or because of the grievances in his heart, Jiang Ziwei's eyes flowed two lines of tears.

cried, a generation of strong swordsmen, who can be called a genius that Yin Shang has not encountered in a hundred years, was actually beaten to tears.

Looking at Ye Feng, who had a hideous look on his face and his fist wind flying up and down, everyone felt a piercing chill.

Only Ye Feng can make the feat of beating the swordsman into a pig's head with his fists, and only Ye Feng, a guy who will repay him, will use such a way to hurt his self-esteem against a swordsman when both sides are exhausted.

After a stick of incense, Ye Feng finally got tired.

He spat at Jiang Ziwei's face fiercely, then grabbed the unicorn tooth on Jiang Ziwei's side, stood up with a shake, and walked towards He Huan.

Halfway through, He Huan stretched out his hand to support him, but he waved his hand to stop him.

He took out an essence pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, which barely made his body stop shaking and returned to the wheel.

The wheels creaked and walked slowly into the distance.

The carriage had just walked out not far away, and Ye Feng let out a muffled snort from his mouth, and shook his flickered fist vigorously.

"Hiss......" Ye Feng gasped in pain. Looking at the bruised knuckles, he suddenly regretted that he hadn't hit Jiang Ziwei's head with a stone just now.

After the carriage left for a long time, Jiang Ziwei still couldn't get up from the ground.

Seeing that people kept pointing fingers and talking about himself in the distance, he once again shed tears of grievance.

He is a strong swordsman, and he was actually beaten by someone riding on his body. Jiang Ziwei knows very well that if this matter spreads, his life will be over.

No matter how powerful he becomes in the future, today's shame will always be on his back.

"Ye Feng, I ......" Jiang Ziwei wanted to say a few cruel words, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

He was beaten by someone on his body, and he had no right to say cruel things. Unless...... Unless one day, he can also use his strong strength to restrain Ye Feng, and then he also rides on Ye Feng's body, beating with his fists and biting with his teeth, and he is ashamed of today.

Behind the carriage, all the people who followed them spontaneously gave up the action.

It wasn't that they suddenly changed their ways and gave up their belongings, but they suddenly discovered that offending Ye Feng was definitely an extremely unwise thing.

A man who doesn't even want a face has something he fears.

Anyone with a little brain knows that offending such an invincible person is definitely more than worth the loss.

A day later, the carriage finally left the Zangke Mountains.

Since the direction of the carriage led directly to Putian County, Ye Feng and the others were not able to return to the Tanzank garrison again.

After a morning of walking on the official road, a towering wall appeared in front of the carriage.

Looking at the flow of people coming in and out like busy worker ants under the city wall, Ye Feng and He Huan's hearts warmed at the same time.

After spending so much time in the forest, they all felt like they were about to turn into monsters.

Now that they suddenly saw so many ordinary people, the mood of the two of them immediately became very good.

At the gate of the city, two soldiers guarding the city were holding long swords, scanning the residents entering and leaving the city.

Hearing the sound of carriages in the distance, the defenders raised their heads at the same time.

Seeing that the carriage behind Ye Feng and He Huan was full of demonic beast furs and crystal nuclei, the two soldiers defending the city froze.

"Oh my God, what did I see?" a soldier rubbing his eyes vigorously to make sure that everything he saw was real, and he couldn't help but shiver again.

"What kind of monsters are these two people, how can they collect so many demonic beast furs and crystal nuclei?" The two soldiers guarding the city looked at Ye Feng and the others, full of awe.

A strange scene unfolded on the streets. All the residents and civilians who saw Ye Feng and the others all stood in place, staring at the goods in the carriage in a daze.

In the distance, two sword cultivators in robes walked briskly.

When they were about to come to Ye Feng, the faces of the two sword cultivators changed color at the same time.

"That person, that person is...... Murderer. One of the sword cultivators muttered quietly, pulled his companion and turned away.

They hadn't gone far before another of his companions whispered, "Yes, why are we so unlucky to see a murderer and a faceless!"

On the wheel, the muscles of Ye Feng's face twitched, and his expression became extremely ugly.

He knew the title of murderer, but it was the first time he had heard of the name Faceless Ghost.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Ye Feng's mind. Thinking that the faceless ghosts mentioned by the two sword cultivators in front of him were actually referring to themselves, Ye Feng's body trembled with anger.

What is called a faceless ghost, who has no face. Isn't it just beating Jiang Zi for the only time, what's worth making a fuss about.

Ye Feng didn't kill Jiang Ziwei because he knew that although Jiang Ziwei was obsessed with martial arts, he hadn't killed any innocent people. For Jiang Ziwei's kind of competition, Ye Feng was not disgusted. It's just that the taste of being beaten and vomiting blood is not pleasant, so he will impulsively beat Jiang Zi for a while

Ye Feng didn't expect that when he beat Jiang Zi for the only time, he would give himself such an obscene title as "faceless ghost".

In the center of the street ahead, there is a shop with a richly decorated façade.

Seeing the Wanbaozhai plaque hanging at the door of the store, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel curious about the real owner of this shop.

Wanbao Zhai is the largest auction house for rare items in the Yin Shang Kingdom, and there are branches in almost every county town in the Yin Shang Kingdom.

Ye Feng was very curious, what kind of powerful force was behind Wanbao Zhai, so that he would do business in every corner of the Yin Shang Kingdom.

Before and after coming to Wanbao Zhai, Ye Feng motioned to He Huan to take care of the car, and walked straight into the store.

As soon as he entered the store, the guys in the shop, the customers who were looking at the rare items on the counter, were all stunned.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng with surprise, disdain, and contempt. Some people couldn't help but feel disgust on their faces after seeing that Ye Feng was only wearing a tattered coat that looked like a beggar's suit.

A guy wearing a cyan felt hat who seemed to be shrewd and clever walked quickly in front of Ye Feng.

Seeing the five-rank sword inserted behind Ye Feng's back, the guy's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Sir, are you planning to sell swords?" said the man respectfully.

Ye Feng was slightly stunned, and immediately understood what the guy meant.

Indeed, apart from him, no sword cultivator would carry five swords at the same time. It is also his outfit that will make the guy misunderstand his identity.

"I don't sell swords, what I sell is outside!" Ye Feng pointed out the door.

Following the direction of Ye Feng's finger, the guy saw the carriage parked at the door.

Just like the common people when they saw the carriage, the man's face froze.

"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper!" Suddenly, the man shouted.

His scream caused the others to be dissatisfied, and everyone in the shop looked up and looked out the door, their expressions also turning to stunned.

"This person and the person guarding the carriage are the faceless ghosts and murderous maniacs who have been in the limelight recently?" Almost at the same time, well-informed people all guessed the identities of Ye Feng and the others.

After confirming the identities of Ye Feng and He Huan, those guests rushed out of the door one after another, and disappeared from the sight of the two in a blink of an eye.

Legend has it that the killer is a ruthless guy who will kill people if he doesn't see anyone right. It is obviously not safe enough to be with such a person.

As for the faceless ghost, it is rumored to be even more terrifying.

Some people say that the Faceless Ghost has stronger combat power than the Killer Maniac, just like the Killer Maniac likes to kill, and the Faceless Ghost also has a special hobby, that is, after defeating the enemy, he likes to ride on the enemy and beat the enemy's cheeks.

But all sword cultivators cherish their reputation and face very much. Thinking of the faceless ghost's methods that were more cruel than killing, there was no reason for many sword cultivators not to run away.