Being so despised by Ye Feng, the eleven young men suddenly jumped like thunder.

"In that case, then you're welcome!" said the young man with a gloomy expression.

Ye Feng stood calmly in place, and said with a flat expression: "Let the horse come!"

"How dare you underestimate us!" said a young man viciously.

"Up!"

The figure of a young man with a high-level martial artist cultivation flashed, and he quickly flashed out of the crowd, and the soles of his feet kicked violently in place, and his body shot up violently in place like a cannonball, and appeared a few feet in front of Ye Feng's body in an instant, and he shouted violently, his right fist swung out, a faint fighting spirit lingered, and a punch slammed into Ye Feng's face.

The strong wind hit his face, Ye Feng's hair fluttered on his forehead, looking at the ever-expanding fist in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, a faint smile appeared on his face, and his body was still standing firmly in place.

"Look for death!"

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't react at all, the young man stood in place like a wooden man, and was immediately overjoyed, his right fist suddenly increased its strength, and the violent fighting spirit gushed out and smashed at Ye Feng.

The fist was already close at hand, and the strong wind blew his cheeks painfully, but a faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, and he gently spit out a few syllables: "It's too slow!"

A small vortex of air appeared under his feet, and Ye Feng's figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only an afterimage.

"Poof!"

With a swing of his right fist, the afterimage burst like a soap bubble, and the young man was suddenly shocked, with a thick look of fear in his eyes!

"Be careful!"

The ten youths in the rear roared, and all of them flashed, and quickly rushed forward.

The wind sounded behind him, and the young man was horrified in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head.

A faint black shadow appeared behind the young man, his right hand stretched out, and a faint fighting spirit lingered in his palm, and a palm slapped heavily on the young man's back.

The young man screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was violently knocked out by Ye Feng's violent force, and he fell heavily to the ground, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The ten young men suddenly braked suddenly, looking at the miserable appearance of the young man, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the same time, high-level martial artist, just one move! What kind of concept, one move will put the high-level martial artist down, and Ye Feng is just a peak martial artist, but the terrifying speed that comes out of the table is not at all comparable to an ordinary peak martial artist, I am afraid that even a middle-level martial artist may not be able to have such a terrifying speed.

The young man at the head swallowed his saliva and yelled, "What are you doing in a daze?"

"Up!"

The remaining nine young men looked at each other, and then roared at the same time, pulling out the long sword and big sword at their waists, and rushed towards Ye Feng in a flash.

A young man at the junior martial spirit level rushed in front of Ye Feng, the long sword in his hand was raised, and a faint fighting spirit surrounded the surface of the long sword, cutting through the air, and stabbing at Ye Feng suddenly.

A cold light flashed in the air, and the long sword was like a swimming dragon, slashing a faint white light, and stabbed down fiercely at Ye Feng's chest.

"Humph!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, the fighting qi in his body ran wildly, quickly condensed into his right hand, and then his right hand reached out like lightning, and suddenly grabbed it, the long sword like a swimming dragon was tightly held in Ye Feng's hand, and his right hand flipped violently, snap!

The sound of the wind sounded on both sides, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, the sword in his hand shook violently, and a white light flew out of Ye Feng's hand, breaking through a young man's body protection fighting qi with lightning speed, and the broken sword pierced his right arm.

The young man screamed, his face suddenly turned pale, his left hand tightly covered his right hand, and his body kept retreating.

The attacks on both sides had already reached the body, but Ye Feng's figure slowly disappeared in place, poof! The long sword and broadsword with a huge fighting spirit shattered Ye Feng's afterimage, but Ye Feng's figure appeared behind another young man, and he slapped it out with a palm.

The young man was caught off guard, let out a miserable scream, and was hit in the back by Ye Feng's palm, and a click sounded, obviously a few bones were broken, and the huge force blasted him more than ten zhang away, and he fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The young man who had the long sword in his hand was broken for a moment, looked at the long sword in his hand in a daze, his pupils were full of fear, and he muttered softly: "Is this TMD still human?"

"Kill!"

Five or six young men roared, their bodies quickly rubbed and pounced, their weapons raised, and the surging fighting spirit erupted, and every move and style was extremely ruthless towards the vital points of Ye Feng's body.

"Look for death!"

Ye Feng's eyes sharpened, his right hand stretched out like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, golden light shone brightly, and a faint golden light permeated the surface of Ye Feng's right fist.

"Broken Gold Fist!"

Ye Feng shouted violently, ignoring the attacks of the other five youths, and the golden fist bombarded the junior martial spirit fiercely.

Boom! The violent wind overflowed, and the young man who was a beginner-level martial spirit cultivator suddenly snorted, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body staggered back four or five steps before he could stand firm, and there was a thick horror on his face, "Is this still a peak martial artist? Even a beginner-level martial spirit is no match for a head-on collision! The speed is even faster than that of a first-level martial spirit! How can there be such a perverted peak martial artist!"

The other five young men were overjoyed when they saw that Ye Feng did not resist their attack, and the weapons in their hands increased their strength one after another, and slashed down suddenly, but to their surprise, the sound of gold and iron continued to sound, the black clothes were torn, and the five swords only cut a short scar on Ye Feng's body, and a trace of blood overflowed from it.

"Humph!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, his fists came out together, and a faint golden color permeated the surface of the fist, smashing heavily on the chests of the two young men!

With the sound of broken ribs, the two young men spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, screaming and being knocked out.

The remaining three youths woke up from a dream and retreated in horror.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly, straightened out the black clothes on his body, and said lightly: "This is your strength?"

The young man stood stupidly in place, looking at Ye Feng with a look of horror, his open mouth and chin fell to the ground, and he couldn't close it anymore.

Six or seven young people were lying on the ground horizontally, screaming non-stop, very miserable, counting the people injured by Xiaoqian, only four young people are still intact now.

"Senior brother, what should I do?" a young man swallowed and raised his eyes to look at the young man in charge.

The young man at the head looked at Ye Feng in fear: "How is it possible?

Ye Feng said with some regret: "If it is against an ordinary peak martial artist, then it will naturally be at your disposal." ”

"It's a pity!" Ye Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not an ordinary peak martial artist! So, you need to pay the price for your arrogance. ”

"He is worthy of being a genius disciple of Qingyun Sect!" the young man at the head said with a gloomy expression: "Ye Feng of Qingyun Sect, we remember!"

"Let's go!" the young man at the head suddenly turned to the others.

The less injured youths picked up the more seriously injured youths, and they were about to leave one by one.

Ye Feng smiled coldly and said lightly: "Did I tell you to leave?"

"Ye Feng, what else do you want?" A hint of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the young man at the head, and the rest of the young people all looked at Ye Feng in fear.

"Isn't it what I want?" Ye Feng smiled faintly, looked at Xiao Qian and said, "Your life and death are up to her!" The foxy little beauty and Xiao Qian have also helped Ye Feng and Yu Fengwu, so Ye Feng must also return this favor.

Xiao Qian hesitated for a moment, looked at the miserable eleven young people, and finally shook her head and said, "Ye Feng, let them go!"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Get out!"

As soon as they heard this, the eleven young men stumbled away as if they had been pardoned.

"Sister Xiaoqian!" The foxy little beauty glanced at Xiaoqian and said, "You are too soft-hearted! To deal with this kind of person, cutting off his hands and feet is the best punishment!"

Xiao Qian smiled charmingly: "Aren't I okay now? ”

"Hmm!" the foxy little beauty nodded.

Yu Fengwu came to Ye Feng's side and asked softly, "Ye Feng, are you okay!?"

"It's okay!" Ye Feng grinned, there were only a few shallow wounds on his body, spilling a trace of blood, which had no effect on Ye Feng.

The foxy little beauty ran over and looked at Ye Feng curiously: "You are so powerful! How can a peak martial artist be so powerful? And what's going on with your body? I think that thick-skinned one can be compared to an ironclad rhinoceros!"

"I am a martial artist who cultivates with physical body and fighting spirit!" Ye Feng smiled.

"No wonder!" the foxy little beauty covered her cherry lips and exclaimed, "It turns out to be a dual cultivator of flesh and fighting spirit." ”

"Do you know this double cultivator?" Ye Feng said with some surprise.

"Hmm!" The foxy little beauty nodded and said: "Because of the continent where hundreds of races prevailed on the Western Continent, in the Western Continent, many races can incarnate into human form after cultivating to a certain level and begin to cultivate together with the flesh and fighting spirit, so there are many double cultivators in our continent, but ......"

The foxy little beauty tilted her head and said, "They don't seem to be as good as you!"

"So that's what happened!" Ye Feng nodded thoughtfully, smiled, and then said, "You better find out the pendant in the body of the White-eyed Demon Tiger first!"

"Hmm!" Xiao Qian also walked over and nodded lightly.