The point given by Ye Feng is not a lot of money, but for this group of gangsters, there is a feeling of sending charcoal in the snow.

Of course, they will not be grateful for this favor, but they will have expectations for what Ye Feng said, the reward after the success of the deed, which makes them work much harder to do things in the future.

The point that Ye Feng gave in advance now was just the medical expenses for them.

Ye Feng was about to explain a few more words to a few people, but suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some movement not far away, and his face couldn't help but change. What's going on, Zhao Cup suddenly condensed his soul body?

Something must have happened, which made Ye Feng not have the heart to talk to the gangsters more, so he explained a few words casually, and left more than a dozen hundred-yuan bills, so he took a step and ran in the direction of Zhao Cup's investigation.

If there are other outsiders coming to the desert town, the bald head will first investigate the other party's information, and if it is a suspicious person, call and report to Ye Feng immediately!

This kind of simple thing, I believe that they can still do it.

Ye Feng put the bald head behind him, took out the copycat phone from the storage ring, put it in the butt bag, and then rushed to where Zhao Cup was.

"You are Situ Zangdao!"

A childish shout came from a hotel in front of him, and it was Zhao Cup's voice.

Only when the soul body is condensed, the soul cultivator can speak like an ordinary person, otherwise he can only rely on the soul power to transmit information, this kind of information cannot be received by ordinary people, and only immortal cultivators with divine sense can hear it.

But now, Zhao Cup's voice has spread throughout the entire hotel.

Situ Tibetan knife?

Ye Feng rushed over quickly, and when he heard this name, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, wasn't this guy the swordsman who hacked Scar's wife and Zhao Cup's sister to death ten years ago?

I didn't expect to run into it here!

"Who?"

A violent scolding came from the inn.

Immediately after Ye Feng entered the range of perception, his consciousness swept away, and he found that it was a tall and thin man, dressed like the previous pear blossom and begonia, with an oilcloth package on his back, and a big knife hidden in it.

This is the Situ Zang Knife?

At this time, Situ Zangdao was resting and discussing in a guest room of the hotel with several other disciples of the Heavenly Sword Palace.

And Zhao Cup, when he found out about Situ Zangdao, immediately condensed his soul outside the door, became the appearance of his body, and then kicked open the door of the hotel.

In the guest room, including Situ Zangdao, there were four men who looked fierce and vicious, each of them had a little smell of blood on their faces, and they all looked like people who had killed people, and they had killed a lot.

Zhao Mou kicked the door open, and the four of them looked at him together, everyone showed a playful and cruel look on their faces, and Situ Zangdao even stuck out his tongue and lips.

There are people who don't know how to break into the door, don't they know the name of their Heavenly Sword Palace?

"Knowing the name of my Situ's Tibetan knife, it seems that you are also a person in the rivers and lakes. ”

Situ Zangdao's thin face had a cruel smile, his hands were full of knife calluses, and there were three black moles connected together on the side of his high bulging temples: "However, don't children know that talking nonsense in the rivers and lakes will kill people?"

Zhao Cup condensed into a soul body and stood at the door, with a hint of hatred in his eyes.

It was this cruel guy in front of him, who broke into their gang headquarters at the time ten years ago and killed his sister Zhao Cup!

He clearly remembered that his sister walked out of the room in a panic, trying to find Scar who was discussing in the hall, but halfway through the run, she was suddenly cut in half by Situ Zang's knife that came out next to her.

Zhao Cup remembered until he died, the three black moles connected together on the side of Situ Zangdao's temple!

"Finally found you. ”

Zhao Beibei's voice was low, facing this enemy he had been looking for for ten years, his mentality was very different from before.

If he had seen it before, he would definitely be a little frightened at the same time as he was angry, after all, this Situ Zangdao was a murderous maniac, even if he was slashed, it would be an easy matter.

You must know that Zhao Cup in the past was just a young man who drove in the Sky Snake Gang, even if Scar saw Situ Zangdao, I am afraid he would not be able to help the other party.

But now it's different.

Now Zhao Cup is following Ye Feng's side, although he died once, he has become a powerful and unpredictable soul cultivator because of this!

Compared with Situ Zangdao and other martial arts people, soul cultivation is obviously much stronger, and now he has cultivated for ten years, and his actual combat power is equivalent to that of a martial arts person who has cultivated for twenty or thirty years, and there is one of the most important characteristics - he will not die.

Whether it is a pistol, a sword, or poison, it cannot cause damage to the soul cultivator, which means that in the face of Situ Zangdao, Zhao Cup does not need to be afraid at all.

Soul cultivation is already invisible, how can ordinary people attack him?

Of course, the restrictions of soul cultivation are also very large, without Ye Feng's help, Zhao Yizhi Dao, with his own words, will definitely not live for more than two years.

And this is still on the earth, if you return to the immortal cultivation realm, almost every immortal cultivator will have some way to deal with soul cultivation......

"Ha Luha, what about finding me?"

Situ Zangdao Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, and when he stood up, his skinny height was as high as two meters, which was even more majestic than the two-meter-tall Taiji Hall Elder Chen Jianxiong!

As the backbone disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace, Situ Zangdao had been cultivated for ten years ten years ago. In the past ten years, after the careful cultivation of the Heavenly Sword Palace, he has already had forty years of cultivation, and has touched the threshold of internal qi release.

He is less than fifty years old this year, and he is already a middle-level master in the martial arts, and this kid in front of him looks like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, how can he be his opponent?

What's more, he also had three senior brothers who were about the same level of cultivation as him by his side.

Of course, Situ Zangdao is not mentally retarded, he is always worried about what kind of backing Zhao Cup is behind him, so a pair of ruthless eyes are always looking around and outside the door, ready to slip away at any time.

Soon, as he wished, he saw a young man in a black shirt, pacing to the door of the guest room, and standing next to the previous boy.

"Ye Feng?"

Situ Zangdao recognized Ye Feng, who had been in a lot of trouble in recent days, of course at a glance, and his face immediately changed.

It turned out to be Ye Feng, I heard that this Ye Feng can get rid of Long Moran's arm together with the rest of the garbage, and his strength is beyond ordinary people?

But now, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, it's just an ordinary young man in his twenties. What strength can a guy of this age have?

Judging from experience, the rumors in the rivers and lakes have always exaggerated the facts, which made Situ Zangdao relax all of a sudden, and then his heart was a little hot.

If he could defeat Ye Feng here, wouldn't that mean that he was stronger than Long Moran?