In a bush a hundred steps away from the two of them, there were two sturdy men dressed in black with red ropes on their heads.

One of the men put his hand to his ear and listened for a moment, then carefully took out a white cloth and a jar of cinnabar from his bosom, dipped his finger in cinnabar, wrote a sentence on the cloth, and handed it to his companion beside him.

The other man read the words written on the white cloth, nodded at the man, and tiptoed back.

(Strong vigilance, high cultivation, call people!)

Half an hour later, Zhang Dachuan, who was sweating profusely, finally lost his patience and sat on the wooden pier on the side of the road.

While shaking the compass in his hand and fanning the wind, he complained to Ye Feng weakly:

"No, Ye Feng, no, no, no, I'm too tired to walk... Maybe this compass is really broken..."

"Didn't you say it couldn't be bad?"

Ye Feng immediately replied.

The young man looked around vigilantly, turned around and sat next to Zhang Dachuan, took off the water bladder on his waist and took a sip.

"Give me a drink. ”

Zhang Dachuan stretched out his hand to snatch the water bladder from Ye Feng's hand.

"Drink your own go!"

Ye Feng dodged sideways.

"Stingy!"

Zhang Dachuan rolled his little eyes and replied, took off his water bladder and shook it, and hung it back on his waist, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the compass in his hand that was faintly glowing out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly shouted with joy:

"This compass is so good! That little guy is around here! Come with me!"

Zhang Dachuan didn't wait for Ye Feng to reply, and took the lead in getting into the bushes on the side of the road, and his wrist was cut by a branch, and he didn't know it.

Ye Feng was also overjoyed when he reacted, hurriedly put away the water bladder, and set off to follow.

After walking for a while looking for Zhang Dachuan's wheezing, Ye Feng saw the white fat man like a small mountain, squatting on the ground staring at a camphor tree in front of him, his two little eyes were shining, and the fat on his cheeks couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

Hearing Ye Feng's footsteps, Zhang Dachuan hurriedly raised his hand to signal the young man not to act rashly, took out the spirit pet bag from his arms sideways, and walked towards the camphor tree with his waist bent.

At the same time, a juvenile tiger Jiao, which was only the thickness of a finger, came out of the hole in the tree.

The tiger Jiao's two small eyes like mung beans vigilantly swept Ye Feng and Zhang Dachuan, stunned for a moment, turned around and ran.

"Hey!

Zhang Dachuan snorted and opened the spirit pet bag he was holding in his hand.

A pale golden light floated out of it at great speed, entangled the tiger Jiao, and without much effort, it was in the bag.

"Haha!

Zhang Dachuan knotted the spirit pet bag and shook it proudly towards Ye Feng.

"It's as simple as that?"

Ye Feng was a little incredulous.

It's a purple mission, and no matter how bad it is, you have to have two adult tiger Jiao to block the way, isn't it?

"It's that simple!"

Zhang Dachuan smiled even more when he heard this, and was just about to throw the spirit pet bag in his hand to Ye Feng to see, but suddenly stopped his movements and turned his head suspiciously.

It didn't matter, it almost scared the fat man to sit on the ground.

Ye Feng's face was even more sunk, and the sword Xuanjiao, which had been placed in the storage ring, was held in his hand by him at some point.

At this time, the location of Ye Feng and Zhang Dachuan was in a shallow pit with low terrain in the Hundred Beast Mountain, and on the high post at the edge of the shallow pit, there was a circle of sturdy young men holding bronze axes.

These people are all dressed in black suits, with dark skin, a healthy physique, and sharp eyes.

"Uh..."

Zhang Dachuan, who came back to his senses, looked sweaty.

He quietly gave Ye Feng a look, turned around and walked behind the young man, back to back, paused, and took out the sword from the storage ring.

Ye Feng was relatively calm.

The young man first looked around at the people in black and roughly judged the number of people who came, and then secretly raised his true qi to probe the reality of the people, and finally turned his head sideways and whispered to Zhang Dachuan:

"Don't panic, there are only about fifty people, all of whom are cultivators of the sixth or seventh realm, and they don't dare to do it easily. ”

"Okay!

Zhang Dachuan wiped his face with his sleeve and pulled out the sword in his hand.

Seeing this, the group of men in black all looked stunned, and they raised the bronze Yue in their hands one after another, took two steps forward, and narrowed the encirclement.

"What are you doing!?"

Ye Feng reprimanded Zhang Dachuan in a low voice.

"Didn't you say you were tougher?"

Zhang Dachuan retorted angrily.

Ye Feng didn't bother to argue with him, he untied the black cloth belt wrapped in Xuanjiao, and shouted to the group of black-clothed people:

"Friend, we're just here to catch a spirit pet, not to offend! Dare I ask which of you is the one who says it? Can we sit down and talk?"

As soon as the words fell, a short and fat man walked out of the horse facing Ye Feng.

The short and fat man paused for a moment, then pointed at Ye Feng and responded, "Do you know that this is the place of our Yue Ge clan?

"The Yugo Clan?"

Ye Feng muttered in a low voice, and looked back at Zhang Dachuan behind him suspiciously.

Zhang Dachuan turned a blind eye and put the sword in front of him, staring at the Yue Ge people on his side with an indignant face, righteous and awe-inspiring.

didn't have time to think too much, Ye Feng came back to his senses, and hurriedly explained to the short and fat man with a smile:

"Big brother! I'm really sorry! The two of us are new to Xiangzhou, and we don't know the rules here, and we hope that you and your people can raise your noble hand and let us go, and we promise never to come to this Hundred Beast Mountain in the future!"

"Fart!"

The short and fat man snorted, pointed at Zhang Dachuan behind Ye Feng, and asked the young man with horizontal eyes:

"When you first arrived in Xiangzhou, the fat man behind you has already come to this Hundred Beast Mountain no less than three times! You are still pretending to be here! What are you not fooling us?"

"Huh?"

Ye Feng was confused.

He took a closer look at the clothes worn by the short and fat man and those Yue Ge people, and suddenly found that the clothes of these people were very similar to the brothers and sisters surnamed Zhan he had met in the town before, and his heart suddenly became clear.

"Zhang Dachuan, I underestimated you!"

Ye Feng tilted his head slightly, and said to Zhang Dachuan in a deep voice, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

At this point, Zhang Dachuan knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to laugh and replied:

"Hey, hey, hey... Brother Ye, it's not that I deliberately want to hide it with you, it's really a little compelling, you believe in my brother again, and after I go back, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

"I hope so!"

Ye Feng's eyebrows twitched.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Zhang Dachuan couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, what are you two muttering!?"

The short and fat man was furious for a moment, and while he was moving his muscles and bones, he said to Ye Feng with a hideous face:

"Boy, but one can be two, and you can't be three! Since you treat us Yuge people as fools, then you have to leave some price today!"

The short and fat man raised his right hand, raised the copper Yue in his hand, and shouted: "Kill ——!"

All the Yue Ge people raised their copper Yue in their hands one after another, and shouted: "Kill ——!"

Seeing this situation, Ye Feng's heart tightened, he squinted his eyes habitually, and secretly made up his mind.

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

If there was a war, the first thing he would kill would be the Humpty Dumpty Chief.

However, just when he thought that a bloody battle was inevitable, those Yue Ge people suddenly put down the bronze Yue and stopped in place, and did not really attack.

"What's the idea of these guys?"

Ye Fenghu muttered suspiciously, and couldn't help shouting at the short and fat man, "What's the matter?"

"Wait a minute!"

The short and fat man raised his hand, "Let the two of you adjust your mentality first, so as not to make excuses after being beaten down by us and saying that you didn't react..."

"Puff~"

Ye Feng and Zhang Dachuan didn't hold back, and laughed at the same time.

"You're laughing fart!"

Ye Feng angrily scolded Zhang Dachuan.

The white fat man tugged at the corners of his mouth and didn't refute.

Turning around, Ye Feng's heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but secretly say: "The leader of this group seems to be a little too upright, otherwise I will scare him first, and if I can, I won't do it, so as not to really fight..... Creating some irreparable situations. ”

Thinking of this, the "Xuanjiao" in the young man's hand let out a low roar and was instantly unsheathed.

Airplanes~

With the buzz of the sword body, a finger's wide white sword qi gradually enveloped Xuan Jiao.

Zhang Dachuan felt something strange behind him, he glanced back curiously, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he secretly exhaled, "True Qi Condensation!?White!?"

Looking at the gradually thickening murderous aura emanating from Ye Feng's body, Zhang Dachuan nodded with sincere appreciation.

Although his cultivation was a little higher than Ye Feng's, his sword qi could only reach the turbid gray-white color that Ye Feng had before the tribulation, about three fingers wide.

And at Ye Feng's young age, he was able to completely condense the sword qi into pure white as soon as he crossed the tribulation!

In Zhang Dachuan's eyes at this time, he suddenly felt that Ye Feng's talent might not be much inferior compared to the "sword idiot" Wang Rank Pavilion who was the first in the outer gate.

Feeling that the Xuanjiao in his hand had absorbed the surrounding aura to the limit, Ye Feng's momentum changed, raised the long sword in his hand, pointed at the short and fat man, and said in a loud voice:

"Big brother, we really have no intention of offending, let alone making a move with you, but if you really want to fight us, with the strength of your people, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep us!"

"You...!"

The short and fat man was very annoyed, but when he saw the layer of white sword qi wrapped in the sword in Ye Feng's hand, he was indeed quite jealous, and for a while, he was confused.

Although the eyes of the other Yuge people were still full of fighting spirit, they also began to beat drums in their hearts.

These ordinary Yue Ge people, although they don't know much about the difference between Xuanzhao and Zhuji.

But because of the special reasons of their race, they are more or less aware of it.

At this time, knowing that his opponent was actually the legendary Xuanzhao monk, he said that he was not panicking, it was fake!