Chapter 65, the gift that came by hand

"You two, are you used to staying in this death swamp?"

Among the layers of vines, the two people who were entangled like silkworm cocoons and could barely see their figures, the moment they heard this, they both suddenly opened their eyes, and at the same time burst out with their strongest cultivation, breaking the green vines around their bodies.

"Ye Chenfeng!"

With a loud shout, the two figures jumped up one after another.

Ye Mingkong raised his hand and pointed at it, and the flying sword behind him came out of its sheath, and immediately stabbed at the person in the distance.

His flying sword was extremely fast, and almost at the same time as he spoke, the flying sword had already reached Ye Chenfeng's face, and the next moment it would pierce into his eyebrows and pierce his entire head.

This sword is of high quality, and it is rare in the descendant disciple species, even if I can sharpen iron like clay in my mortal hands, the monk is even sharper after infusing the aura, ordinary body protection spells cannot be stopped at all, and only some high-quality body protection magic weapons can compete.

As a young master, Ye Chenfeng can't have a magic weapon on his body, so although this sword is menacing, it is not to take Ye Chenfeng's life. Why did others find Ye Chenfeng, he Ye Mingkong didn't know, but he found Ye Chenfeng because he was grabbed by someone and had to do it. So this sword is just a temptation, Ye Chenfeng can hold on, he will withdraw, if Ye Chenfeng has not survived in the case of the magic weapon body, then he can only blame himself for this catastrophe.

From the moment the flying sword left the scabbard, Ye Mingkong was observing, so that he could judge the reality of this young master according to Ye Chenfeng's actions.

When the flying sword first appeared, Ye Chenfeng was indifferent.

This can be understood as his confidence in his own magic weapon, as well as his contempt for Ye Mingkong's flying sword, so when he saw this scene, Ye Mingkong's expression unconsciously became solemn.

But when the flying sword came halfway, Ye Chenfeng's scattered gaze could focus on the sword.

Well, looking at this young master's eyesight, he didn't release the magic weapon body protection at the first time, just because he couldn't notice the rapidly approaching flying sword.

However, what puzzled him was that at this time, the flying sword was almost on his face, why was this young master still indifferent?

Could it be that this Ye Chenfeng is just an illusion? Just like all the weird illusions before?

Ye Mingkong was immediately convinced of his guess, this Feng Young Master's strength was not strong, he should just be good at illusions.

However, this is no longer something that he needs to care about, Ye Mingkong has already completed his task, and it is enough to confirm that Ye Chenfeng has indeed hidden his strength.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking the sky sounded, followed by three streamers coming first, and it was much faster than Ye Mingkong's flying sword, and it blasted towards Ye Chenfeng!

"It's useless, it's just an illusion...... Huh?"

He found that Ye Chenfeng didn't do it, but once he did, his movements were so fast that he couldn't see clearly.

But that's not the point!

Ye Chenfeng raised one hand at this time, and a layer of pale red aura appeared in his palm, which looked as light and thin as a girl's veil. But it was such a thin and light thing that blocked those three streamers!

And the most important thing is that Ye Chenfeng's figure is not an illusion?

Doesn't that mean that this Young Master Feng didn't use magic weapons, and only relied on his own cultivation to block the three streamers?

Ye Mingkong rubbed his eyes, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

Those three streamers came to know him, it was Ye Hansha who was also trapped here with him, but he just saw that Ye Hansha had left for the first time, what was the situation when he had a magic weapon to kill a horse pistol at this time?

It's not like you're trying to save him and turn back......

"Interesting. ”

Ye Chenfeng was calm, watching the three magic weapons that kept rotating in his palm after the streamer dissipated, as if they were not blocking magic weapons, but ordinary sand grains.

And his other hand caught Ye Mingkong's flying sword more easily, and only used two fingers.

This hand really shocked everyone present. It is not uncommon for them to receive white blades empty-handed, everyone is a monk, and they can do it with a little spiritual energy to protect the palm of the master's hand, but they can catch the flying sword empty-handed, and they only use two fingers...... That's a bit of a stretch.

They were shocked by Ye Chenfeng's strength, but they didn't know how many skills Ye Chenfeng's hand contained.

Although his physical body was strong, it was only a little stronger than the average Qi Condensation Stage cultivator, and it was not even up to the level of "physical body foundation". The reason why he was able to use flying swords and magic weapons so easily was nothing more than the great success of Ye Chenfeng's recent research results.

Although Ye Chenfeng refined a strong body of blood, so that under the full force of the explosion, the thickness of the bloodline was like a fire burning all over the body, comparable to a low-profile version of the Super Saiyan. But the blood qi is not comparable to the aura, and he can't copy all the effects of the aura, and he can't use the blood qi to attach to the metal at present, and can only release it physically.

And his ability to block the three sand grain magic weapons is not all because of his strong blood, but also because of his use of blood.

As early as when Ye Mingkong's flying sword attacked, Ye Chenfeng was already prepared, quietly emitting a large amount of blood qi, but these blood qi were as thin as air, which was difficult to detect with the naked eye, but it could really hinder the movement of objects in the air. So under his deliberate control, the three streamers seemed to be menacing, but in fact, from the moment they appeared, they seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, struggling to move forward in the blood qi that filled the air, and by the time Ye Chenfeng raised his hand to block it, their momentum had weakened a lot, and they only needed to urge the blood qi again to solve it.

As for Ye Mingkong's flying sword, because of the existence of the blade, the impact of the blood qi on the flying sword was negligible, so Ye Chenfeng did not disperse the blood qi again, but the blood qi was introverted, walking in the blood veins, gathering the fingertips of the two fingers, improving the strength and strength of the fingers, which could accurately clamp the tip of the sword.

Of course, if no one explained all this, they could see some of it just by the eyesight of the four people around Ye Chenfeng, but they would definitely not be able to see it so thoroughly.

However, after the initial shock, Ye Hansha came to his senses and was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped on the empty magic weapon to make a second change.

The three sesame-sized grains of sand suddenly burst into brilliant light, turning into huge rocks in a flash, I don't know how many times heavier, and Ye Chenfeng's body sank, and his two calves sank directly into the ground.

"The design of this magic weapon is also interesting, but it's a pity that the refining is too rough and the book is not eye-catching, so I will return you!"

As soon as the last two words came out, Ye Chenfeng's strong blood qi exploded instantly, compressing the blood qi in a short period of time, and then forcing it out from the palm of his hand, forming an extremely domineering pressure. Each of the three boulders was more than half a person tall, and when they received the impact of blood qi, they flew out like cannonballs!

Although the speed is far inferior to the streamer form under Ye Hansha's manipulation, with such a large impact, it did not hit Ye Hansha in time and left a deep pit more than ten meters wide on the ground.

"Boom, boom—"

After three successive explosions, Ye Hansha, who didn't have time to scream, was drowned in the sand and dust, and Ye Chenfeng didn't look at this side from beginning to end, as if he had just done a trivial matter.

"But this flying sword is not bad, and it can be used reluctantly. ”

Ye Mingkong's eyes were embarrassed when he heard this, and he hurriedly ran to Ye Chenfeng's side.

"This sword...... I used all my savings to forge it, and if the young master took it, then I might never get such a sword again in my life!"

After saying that, the people were also lost, Ye Mingkong simply continued with a cheeky face.

"If the young master insists on taking this sword away, then please ask the young master to bring me with him, as long as he can return the sword to ...... No, it's okay if you don't exchange it for me, as long as I can continue to use this sword, I, Ye Mingkong, am willing to become a young master and a dead man!"

"How poor does this have to be...... For a sword, you sold yourself?" Ye Chenfeng was stupid in place, secretly speechless.