Qiankun Gourd

It was obvious that the purple-robed monk was chasing a group of disciples from the Yellow Wind Valley.

Ye Feng recognized the Huangfeng Valley disciple who was leading the group. She was his third senior sister Nie Meixue.

Ye Feng didn't want to have anything to do with Huangfeng Valley anymore, but seeing his senior sister being hunted, he couldn't just stand by and watch.

He jumped onto the flying boat in a flash and chased forward.

Not far away, Nie Meixue and a group of Yellow Wind Valley disciples had already engaged in combat with those purple-robed monks.

Two purple-robed monks who were in the middle stage of foundation building were besieging Nie Meixue, who was being beaten back step by step.

Although Nie Meixue also reached the middle stage of foundation building, one man is no match for four men. She was obviously no match for two cultivators of the same level.

The other disciples of the Yellow Wind Valley were only in the Qi Refining Stage and they could barely protect themselves, so they were of no help to Nie Meixue at all.

In a moment, several disciples of the Yellow Wind Valley were lying in a pool of blood.

“Haha, I heard that the Fairy Meixue from the Yellow Wind Valley is as beautiful as a fairy. After seeing her today, I find that she is indeed extraordinary.

Junior brother! We must capture him alive."

There was an old man in a purple robe with a lewd smile on his face.

"Brother, just watch!"

A middle-aged monk in a purple robe responded and wielded a long sword that shone with red light, flying towards Nie Meixue.

Nie Meixue silently chanted some incantations, controlling a pair of white short swords and engaging in battle with the red long sword.

Boom!

The old man in purple robe smiled coldly, pinched his hands together, and a purple gourd flew out. The gourd spun around and spewed out a purple flame to attack Nie Meixue.

Nie Meixue waved her hand, and a small white shield blocked the front of her. The white shield flashed and turned into a white light shield. A plum blossom appeared on the light shield, sparkling.

Boom!

The purple flames hit the small white shield.

Although the small white shield blocked most of the damage from the purple flames, Nie Meixue obviously did not have enough mana to fight one against two.

The thin body trembled slightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth.

The purple-robed old man raised his lips slightly, his figure flashed, and holding a long sword, he stabbed at the white light shield.

There was a crisp sound!

The white light shield in front of Nie Meixue shattered immediately. On the other side, a red flame shot out from the hand of the purple-robed young man. The long sword he controlled was surrounded by red light, and with two bangs, a pair of white daggers were knocked out.

With a "puff", Nie Meixue spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body was blown away and lay on the ground.

“Haha, I succeeded!”

The purple-robed old man took the lead and rushed towards Nie Meixue.

Nie Meixue was unwilling to be humiliated, so she waved her hand, grabbed a pair of daggers, and wanted to commit suicide.

She would rather die than be humiliated.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, with more than a dozen black lights shooting out from his hands, killing the purple-robed old man who was rushing towards him.

The sudden attack startled the old man in purple robe. He dodged the attack and flew back.

The person who came was none other than Ye Feng.

Snap! Ah......!

A scream was heard, and the old man in purple robe looked back hurriedly, only to see that his junior brother had his neck broken by a bald boy.

The bald boy opened his mouth wide and was absorbing the magic power from the young man in purple robe.

The old man in purple robe was horrified when he saw this.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched a little. He didn't expect that this Yin-Yang Puppet could do this.

Nie Meixue felt it was a little unbelievable.

"Junior brother...!" the purple-robed old man shouted loudly.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of our Great Wei Sect!"

The purple-robed old man snorted coldly, turned around with a pale face and looked at Ye Feng.

"I'm Ye Feng from the Yellow Wind Valley!" Ye Feng looked at the old man in purple robe.

"Junior brother, it's you!" Nie Mei recognized Ye Feng.

"Senior sister, are you okay? Leave this old guy to me."

"We are fine, be careful, Junior Brother!"

With a whoosh, Ye Feng disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the old man in purple robe in a moment. The old man in purple robe was immediately startled.

The young man in front of him is only in the middle stage of foundation building, but his speed is so fast, comparable to that of Jindan stage.

That’s right, Ye Feng’s current strength is comparable to the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage. Even some ordinary early Jindan stage cultivators may not be his match. His speed is even more outrageous.

His junior fellow apprentice was killed, and the opponent was so powerful, including a corpse refiner in the late foundation building stage. The old man in purple robe turned around and was about to escape.

But it was too late, a long sword flew out and pierced the purple-robed old man's throat, with a "puff" sound, blood spurted out, and the purple-robed old man died on the spot.

Ye Feng was not polite either. He waved his hand and collected the storage bags of the purple-robed young man and the purple-robed old man.

The purple-robed old man and young man were killed, and the cultivators of the Great Wei Sect fled.

"Senior Sister, what's going on? Are Master and the two brothers okay?"

Ye Feng turned around and walked towards Nie Meixue.

Nie Meixue couldn't suppress her excitement, so she ran over and laid in Ye Feng's arms and started crying.

Ye Feng was also caught off guard and felt a little embarrassed. The other disciples of the Yellow Wind Valley did not dare to look at him. They all turned their backs and began to guess the identity of the young man.

These disciples of the Yellow Wind Valley had just joined in recent years, so naturally they didn’t know that it was Ye Feng.

"Sister..."

This is not a solution, Ye Feng patted Nie Meixue on the shoulder.

Nie Meixue felt that she had lost her composure and quickly pulled her body away from Ye Feng. Her face flushed slightly as she wiped away her tears.

"Junior brother, I'm sorry! I'm so excited to see you!"

"It's okay, Senior Sister!"

Afterwards, Nie Meixue told Ye Feng everything that had happened in the Yellow Wind Valley over the years, as well as what had happened today.

After a great battle between the seven major sects of Yue State and the five major demon sects of Wu State and the four major demon sects of Yue State, they suffered heavy losses, and many elite disciples were killed in the battlefield.

This caused the Huangfeng Valley, which was originally a second-class immortal cultivation sect, to fall to a third-class immortal cultivation sect, and Ancestor Dugu's whereabouts were unknown in that battle.

There were only two Jindan-stage cultivators left, Tang Zhengyuan and Li Caiyun. A large number of foundation-building cultivators had died, defected, or left the sect.

Ye Feng’s two senior brothers also unfortunately died in the battle.

Now the Huangfeng Valley has barely occupied Qingxuan Peak, an uninhabited mountain in the State of Song, as the location of its sect.

This time, Nie Meixue brought several new disciples out for the trial, and they met several disciples from the Great Wei Sect.

Although the Da Wei Sect is also a third-rate immortal cultivation sect, it is deeply rooted in the Song Kingdom. Its strength completely crushes the Yellow Wind Valley. They even have a cultivator in the late Jindan stage in their sect, which makes some ordinary third-rate sects dare not provoke them at all.

They relied on the fact that their superior sect was Xingyun Sect and did not take other sects seriously at all.

After hearing what Nie Meixue said, Ye Feng sighed deeply. He didn't expect that Huangfeng Valley would fall to this point.

"Senior Sister, is Elder Peng still in Yellow Wind Valley?"

Ye Feng suddenly thought of someone he wanted to kill.

"Peng Yue, Elder Peng? This fellow defected from the sect a long time ago and his whereabouts are unknown. I heard that he is a spy planted in the Yellow Wind Valley by the Ghost Spirit Sect!

"Why are you asking about him, Junior Brother?"

"It's a long story. He once sent people to hunt me down."