Out of the inn, the two teenagers followed the bearded man from afar, with the talent of ingots to help, and Ye Feng was not worried about losing it.

It's just that Ziwu Pass is heavily guarded, and every two streets there will be a team of ironclad soldiers armed with spears and torches patrolling, and it is difficult for Ye Feng to find a chance to attack for a while.

The bearded man swayed his arms from side to side, walking leisurely in front of him, and suddenly felt a piece of paper exposed in his arms trembling violently.

This is the spirit talisman given to him by the Jiang Hall Master of the Black Dragon Society just now, the effect is that he can detect the murderous aura within five zhang, within this distance, as long as someone moves a killing intent to himself, this spirit talisman will continue to beat, and a warning has been given.

In addition, this talisman also has the effect of creating a small enchantment, the time limit of the three incense sticks, within the three incense sticks, no matter what happens in the enchantment, the monks below the Xuanzhao realm will not find out!

The man quietly turned his head, glanced at the two sneaky figures behind him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and after a slight pause, he turned around and walked into an alley.

At the moment when the bearded man turned into the alley, Ye Feng's heart was also a little hesitant, and he glanced at a group of ironclad soldiers who were patrolling not far away, but the young man still gritted his teeth and followed up the alley with a loudspeaker.

When I entered the alley, I found that it was a dead end, except for some broken clay pots and some dilapidated wooden cabinets piled up in the corner, and there was no one.

Ye Feng and the horn glanced at each other, and they both saw the incomprehensible look in each other's eyes.

"No, why did you disappear so quickly, where did that guy go?"

The short and fat boy raised his hand and grabbed the back of his head, looked around at the small alley, and walked forward unconsciously with his steps.

"Wait!"

Ye Feng wanted to reach out and hold the horn, but unfortunately it was too late, without any warning, the figure of the short and fat boy disappeared in front of him silently.

Looking at the direction in which the horn disappeared, Ye Feng felt a little guilty in his heart, gritted his teeth, and could only stride forward.

I only felt as if my body had passed through a membrane, and then with a flower in front of me, the boy came to a three-dimensional space with a square inch and five feet.

The edge of the space is surrounded by purple fluorescent, and on the other side of the edge is a world where the edge is like water and the edge is invisible.

Coming back to his senses, Ye Feng turned his head to look for it.

I saw that the horn was already lying on the ground with a painful face, and the bearded man was holding a sword wrapped in white cloth in his hand, holding his shoulders and looking at himself with pity.

"Hmph, little doll, is it really a newborn calf who is not afraid of death?"

The bearded man looked at Ye Feng with a sarcastic expression and said with a sneer.

The young man wrinkled his brows and didn't say anything, silently took off the basket behind him and put it on the ground, the silver short sword was quietly held in his hand, his eyes were fixed on the bearded man opposite, and his mouth was concerned about the horn on the ground: "Horn, are you okay?"

"Ahem~ I... I'm fine, why did you come in too?"

The short and fat boy struggled to get up from the ground, looking annoyed.

Ye Feng smiled and didn't say much.

"That's it!"

The bearded man waved his hand impatiently, slowly untied the white cloth belt wrapped around the sword in his arms, bared his white teeth, and sneered:

"Hmph, this Xuanjiao was originally meant to be given to this Zi Wu Guan Cao Shen Ling, but I didn't expect that today I would also have the honor to try the sharpness of this sword, and I can die under the Xuanjiao sword, and you two little dolls will be able to see you even if you die!"

The man pulled out his sword, threw the scabbard on the ground, and rushed towards Ye Feng and the horn with his sword.

'Ding'~

The short sword in Ye Feng's hand met it like a silver snake, but it was just a round, and the blade of the short sword had already collapsed, and there were several small cracks in the sword body.

"The little doll is so agile!"

The bearded man praised it, and the Xuanjiao in his hand stabbed at Ye Feng's heart again.

Ye Feng held the sword in his right hand, his left hand against the sword body, and used the other side of the short sword to resist the attack, and at the same time, his body was hit by a huge momentum and flew out, slamming into the translucent purple wall of the enchantment like water.

Looking down at the silver short sword with a few more cracks and the left hand that was scratched by the blade, the qi in the young man's body flowed and he stood up again.

The bearded man looked at the thin young man's calm gaze, his expression was a little more appreciative, he pondered for a moment, he stood with his sword in his hand, and said with his eyebrows: "Little doll, why do you want to follow me? If you kneel on the ground and kowtow three times now, I can spare you from death!"

The man glanced at the short and fat boy on the edge of the enchantment, with a slight disdain, "You two can knock any of them!"

The short and fat boy looked at Ye Feng, the embarrassed and panting boy, gritted his teeth angrily, clenched his fists, and slowly bent his knees.

In fact, although the horn is a little timid and afraid, but he is not afraid of death in his bones, the reason why fear often flows in his eyes is because he was bullied by Wang Lang and others for a long time when he was in Nanmi Village.

And Ye Feng was the one who lit his way forward, leading him to slowly find himself, so he didn't want his only friend to die in front of him.

"Don't kneel!"

Ye Feng shouted angrily, turned his head to the bearded man, and said tentatively: "I did the matter of the Wang family's house in Nanwei Village!"

The young man stared at the bearded man, trying to see from the man's eyes whether there was a turning point in the matter.

"Alas~"

The man sighed and shook his head, "Since that's the case, then I can't let you go, don't blame me for bullying the small, I can only blame you for messing with people who shouldn't be messed with!"

After saying that, he suddenly lifted the Xuanjiao and attacked Ye Feng.

"Shocking!"

Ye Feng wrung his eyebrows and shouted, the true qi in the dantian was flowing rapidly, and the tip of the short sword in his hand was full of turbid sword qi half a finger thick, and he greeted the bearded man.

After all the hard practice, Ye Feng could already force the heaven and earth aura that he had absorbed into the sword body to any corner of the sword body.

When dealing with the wolves that time, Ye Feng swept with the blades on both sides of the short sword, and the power was naturally somewhat scattered.

It's just that the boy himself didn't expect that this time after concentrating all his aura on the tip of the sword, he actually reached the realm of exposed sword qi!

The bearded man didn't dare to hold it up when he saw Ye Feng's sharp sword moves, so he hurriedly released all his cultivation and handed out the Xuanjiao Sword in his hand.

Ding~, the silver short sword and the tip of Xuan Jiao's sword were together, although the sound was small, but the wave of power caused instantly bounced out the horn weighing nearly two hundred catties on the side.

Boom~!

The thick and fat boy's heavy body smashed into the enchantment, and he fell to the ground again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, I am afraid that he has suffered a lot of internal injuries.

And Ye Feng and the bearded man in the center of the enchantment, at this time, because they had used all their cultivation, no one could withdraw their swords first, and they were frozen in place for a while.

At this time, the bearded man was already difficult to ride a tiger, and originally through his own cultivation techniques, he had already found out that Ye Feng's cultivation was probably inferior to his own, plus he had a divine weapon Xuanjiao in his hand, so it was expected that there would not be much problem to solve Ye Feng, a teenage hairy child.

But what he didn't expect was that such a hairy boy in front of him would have such a powerful sword move as a hole card.

If you want to regret it, it's too late!

However, Ye Feng himself was not comfortable, not to mention cultivation, even the difference in weapon level between the two was too great, at this time, the silver short sword in the young man's hand had already sounded a subtle cracking sound, and there were signs of breaking at any time!

"Stop it. ”

The bearded man struggled to speak, blood foaming from his mouth, "I... I can not kill... You guys..."

The thin boy pursed his lips, did not respond, and raised his left hand with all his might, holding it on the right hand holding the sword.

Seeing this, the bearded man also raised his strength, and the two were at a stalemate again.

"Bang~"

With a deafening sound like spring thunder, the silver short sword in Ye Feng's hand was finally defeated by Xuan Jiao's sharpness, shattering into countless tiny silver fragments, which were intertwined into a rotten picture under the reflection of the purple light in the enchantment.

The bearded man did not let go of this opportunity, and hurriedly handed the Xuanjiao in his hand forward an inch, and the killing intent burst out in his eyes.

At the same time, the thin young man's arms shook suddenly, and he tightly grasped the Xuanjiao sword blade with his own hands, and there was no hesitation in his eyes.

Seeing the young man doing so desperately, the man's heart chuckled, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a cold and bone-chilling fear instantly extended from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

He was not afraid of Ye Feng's death, but of Ye Feng's smooth palm that held the blade but was not cut in half!

Ordinary people may not know the power of Xuan Jiao, but he knows it as an old fritter who has been mixed between the Black Dragon Society and Cao Shenling all the year round.

This Xuanjiao ranked sixth among the top ten divine soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, sharpening iron like mud is indestructible, and the master of Xuanzhao Realm who died under this sword was not a hundred but eighty, and the thin young man in front of him actually held Xuanjiao with his bare hands, how could he not be afraid? How could he not be afraid?

In fact, even Ye Feng himself didn't know that he would really grab the blade with his bare hands, he just subconsciously shot at a critical moment, after all, if he didn't hold it, he would die, and if he held it, he might not die, compared with the two, the young man had to choose the latter.

In the final analysis, he can take the white blade empty-handed, or because of the snow lily found by the fierce leopard in Yeyun Mountain.

That little pink flower is actually the "mother flower" in the snow lily, although it can't improve the cultivation like the "child flower" of the snow lily, but it can greatly strengthen the bones.

And this mother flower actually has a greater benefit, but the fierce leopard at that time and Ye Feng at this time didn't know it.

Just when Ye Feng and the bearded man had been struggling with a stalemate, the young man lying on the ground on the side, with a mouth full of blood, suddenly raised his head and roared.

"Ah——!h

With the roar, Huo Ran, a short and fat boy, got up and smashed the bearded man's head with a move of the fifth style of the Tiger Fist, "Tiger Descending the Mountain".

At this time, the horn was really like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the right fist that was waved actually faintly emitted a scorching red light.

The bearded man glanced at the horn's actions out of the corner of his eyes, thinking that with the protection of the opposing airflow formed by himself and Ye Feng, he should not be hurt by a little ghost who could not practice the second realm, so he simply turned his heart sideways, held the hand of the divine soldier Xuanjiao and stabbed Ye Feng with all his might.

It's a pity that this time he was wrong again.

After a muffled bang, most of the bearded man's head was smashed by the horn, and the red and white viscous liquid splashed the two teenagers.

The short and fat boy rushed forward due to inertia, and his body fell straight to the ground of the enchantment, and Ye Feng was also carried out by the domineering force of the horn.