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Ye Feng almost didn't think about it and turned around and ran, but ......

It's a dead end.

"Huh?" was shouted by Ye Feng, and Liu Yu also withdrew from his cultivation state, but because he woke up, he was still in a daze. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Feng looked at the dead end, then at the dizzy Liu Yu, gritted his teeth, Cong Liuyu snatched the Qingyang Sword in his arms, and shouted:

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Immediately, Ye Feng took a few steps back, and the spiritual power surged out from the anti-heaven space, pouring into the Qingyang Sword along the spiritual veins.

"This kid is a cultivator?" said one of the four people in the Wanbao Pavilion opposite, who seemed to be the leader.

"No wonder we can kill the three tyrants, but if we catch him, we can have a hundred spirit stones waiting for us, plus our respective inventory, we can buy a spirit tool, why don't we cut him quickly!" said a fat man standing next to the leader, the two thieves rolled their eyes and said with a wicked smile on their faces.

"Okay, cut ...... Wait, he's got ...... Ah-" The leader was just about to give the order to kill Ye Feng, when suddenly he screamed, and his body was cut in half, and blood gushed down, splashing blood-colored crowns on the ground.

The other three were naturally not idle, and when they saw that their heads were easily killed, they threw out a few talismans in a panic, and conjured shields to protect their whole bodies.

Ye Feng was a little empty, and the Qingyang Sword shot back, just now he used this Qingyang Sword to kill their heads, but the spiritual power consumed by this Qingyang Sword was too great, and Ye Feng, who had just started to use it once, turned pale and had no physical strength.

"Medium-grade spirit tools!" someone on the other side shouted, and then Ye Feng only saw more shields lit up.

"What are you afraid of! Coward, don't you see that his cultivation is low, it is estimated that he can only barely use it once or twice, as long as we work together to resist his blow, a hundred spirit stones are not ours! The thief will be killed!" A strong man suddenly shouted, and after saying that, he didn't know where to take out a small knife and threw it at Ye Feng.

Under the influence of the strong man, another fat man and another yellow-faced and thin young man also took out their weapons and threw them at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was shocked, although none of these weapons could reach the level of spiritual tools, they were also the best among mortal weapons, and there was still a gap in level, so he didn't dare to slack off immediately, and urged the little spiritual power left in his body to pour it into the Qingyang Sword fiercely.

"Whoosh-" The Qingyang Sword was nourished by spiritual power, and instantly turned into a green rainbow and slashed towards the attacking weapon, "!" There was a chaotic sound, I don't know which mortal weapon was destroyed, the Qingyang Sword took a loophole and broke out of the encirclement, and then the green light flashed, and the next second it appeared in front of the strong man.

"Ahh

"Second Tiger!" The fat man screamed miserably, and then stared at Ye Feng with the thief's eyes, "I want your life!" Zhang Hua, this kid's spiritual power must have been exhausted, why don't you kill him quickly!" With that, the fat man pulled out a jet-black sword from his sleeve, and lightly clicked it in the void a few times, and the jet-black sword turned into a black light and shot towards Ye Feng!

The young man who was called Zhang Hua also looked sad, and he forgot to attack for a while.

"Whew-" A whistling sound flashed in his ears, and the jet-black sword came to Ye Feng.

Not good! Ye Feng said secretly, but now that his spiritual power was exhausted, he had no choice but to take this blow.

"Bang-" There was a dull crashing sound, and then Ye Feng flew upside down, slamming into the alley wall.

"Uh-cough-" Ye Feng coughed up a mouthful of black blood, but he didn't die!

"Impossible!" the fat man howled, and then his eyes were filled with murderous intent, "I don't believe you can still take my blow!"

One more blow?

Just now, Ye Feng used a mortal secret technique called 'knot muscle', and also activated the energy of the anti-heaven golden dragon, activated the golden light body, and only with his strong body could take the next blow, and a big hole was broken in his chest, if he hit it again this time, not only could the 'knot muscle' not be activated, but the energy of the anti-heaven golden dragon was also consumed (all of them opened the anti-sky space for Ye Feng, and the little bit left was used up by him.) Can't take the next blow at all, it seems......

"Die-" The fat man on the opposite side was condensing a huge fireball with his hands, and his eyes were red looking at Ye Feng, as if he was going to eat Ye Feng.

Damn, Ye Feng barely stood up with the Qingyang Sword to support his body, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted a mouthful of essence blood.

"Buzz-" After the Qingyang Sword was moistened by the essence blood, the body of the weapon trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound, shaking a few times, and turning into a frightening jet and shooting towards the fat man.

"Ahh......h

"Feng Sheng, little thief, I'll let you forever go to hell!" Zhang Hua looked at Ye Feng as if he was a hate, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then he slapped his chest, and a black ghost head 'quack' broke out of Zhang Hua's chest with a strange smile, circled around Zhang Hua a few times, and flew towards Ye Feng greedily with his eyes.

"This ...... This...... Be...... What the...... Ghost thing......" Ye Feng looked at the flying jet-black ghost head in disbelief, but his spiritual power was exhausted, his essence blood was lost, and he was seriously injured, so he couldn't resist at all.

"Dang Chang!" Ye Feng couldn't support it anymore, the Qingyang Sword fell heavily to the ground, and he was afraid that he would not be able to escape death.

The black ghost head seemed to be very happy to see this scene, and circled around the fainting Ye Feng a few times, and was about to swallow it in a big gulp and suck Ye Feng's essence blood.

Mutation protrusion!

"Whoosh!" was almost inaudible, and a green sword light suddenly pierced through the black ghost's head, and the ghost's miserable scream then turned into a little black light and dispersed.

"Don't forget that there's me!"

Just now, Liu Yu suddenly woke up and entered a state of vertigo, and he only woke up until he fought against the demon thoughts, and when he saw that Ye Feng was in danger, he secretly took the Qingyang Sword and gave the ghost head a fatal blow.

"You dare to hurt Brother Ye!" Liu Yu looked at Ye Feng, who was seriously injured, and immediately prepared to fight quickly, and then a stream of spiritual power poured wildly into the Qingyang Sword.

Zhang Hua saw that this posture still had the heart to fight, and then pasted a lot of talismans on his body, and then turned around and ran.

"If you hurt Brother Ye, you will pay for it with your life!" How could Liu Yu give him a chance to escape, and he tapped his hands into the air a few times quickly, but he didn't know where to learn the art of controlling things.

"Ah———— can't ......" Before the word 'can' on the other side was finished, it turned into a rain of blood and fell.

"Whew-" Liu Yu sat on the ground, obviously, the fierce battle just now was also very draining on him.

After breathing a few times, Liu Yu hurriedly stood up and helped Ye Feng up, and limped towards the exit of the alley......