Qiankun Gourd

Although Zhou Henian was a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage, he was still shocked when he saw this scene.

"Your Excellency's tactics are so cruel!"

Zhou Henian had already guessed something. It must be that his prodigal son had offended this person, which was why this person acted so cruelly.

If he handed his son over, he would surely die.

"I'll say it again, hand over Zhou Feiyang immediately, or all of you in the Zhou family will die!"

"You didn't find out clearly before you came here, did you? Our Zhou family is not only the most powerful family in Zhuozhou City!"

"Oh, could it be that there is someone backing them? I'd like to hear who the Zhou family's backer is?"

"Humph! My eldest brother Zhou Heshan is the elder of Danyang Sect, the number one immortal cultivation sect in Danzhou."

"Oh? The elder of Danyang Sect, the number one immortal cultivation sect in Danzhou. What a powerful backer!"

"Master! I heard that the Danyang Sect is very powerful. In addition to a late Jindan cultivator in charge, there are also several early and middle Jindan cultivators. They are not easy to mess with.

Otherwise, let’s just forget about it!”

After Du Qingqing heard about the Danyang Sect, she was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat and came to Ye Feng and whispered.

"Are you scared? If you are, leave quickly. Wait for my brother to come back. He has a bad temper!"

Zhou Henian thought Ye Feng was afraid of Danyang Sect, so he threatened him.

"As a teacher, I have my own ideas!"

Ye Feng said softly.

"Yes, Master!"

Seeing Ye Feng say this, Du Qingqing said nothing more.

"It seems that you don't want to hand over Zhou Feiyang. In that case, I won't be polite."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he flashed and appeared in front of Zhou Henian, then punched Zhou Henian.

Zhou Henian screamed, spurted out a mouthful of blood, was knocked away, and fell to the ground far away.

"Kill them for me!"

Zhou Henian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pointed at Ye Feng and shouted.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

Upon hearing this, the Zhou family cultivator rushed towards Ye Feng and Du Qingqing.

Du Qingqing swung the sword in his hand and went up to fight.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and a loud rumbling sound came from the ground. Two coffins flew out, and then two corpse puppets in the late foundation building stage jumped out and rushed into the crowd.

Ye Feng walked to Zhou Henian's side and grabbed him with one hand. Zhou Henian's body flew towards Ye Feng involuntarily.

Ye Feng grabbed his neck.

"Have mercy, have mercy! I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!"

Seeing that Ye Feng was so powerful, Zhou Henian struggled and begged for mercy.

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. As long as he is still alive, there will be a chance for revenge. That disappointing son has to be handed over first, otherwise the whole family will die. This man is really powerful.

"Every grudge has its own owner. I'm looking for Zhou Feiyang. If you just hand him over, I can spare your lives!"

Ye Feng said in a cold voice.

"Someone, go call the young master out!"

"Yes Yes!"

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators agreed and ran to the backyard.

At this time, Zhou Feiyang was having a great time in the room with several maids.

Suddenly he heard someone calling him outside. Zhou Feiyang put on his clothes and walked out of the house somewhat unhappily.

"What's the hurry? Is Butler Liu back?"

"Master, something bad has happened! Someone is here to cause trouble! Go check it out!"

"Who is so bold as to cause trouble for our Zhou family? Let father and the housekeepers handle it."

"Master, the master asked you to go, so go now!"

"Okay, I'll go now, what a hassle!"

Zhou Feiyang impatiently came to the front yard and was shocked to see a dead body with one leg lying on the ground and Zhou Henian slumped on the ground.

"Father, are you okay?"

Zhou Feiyang came to Zhou Henian and asked with concern.

"You loser, why don't you apologize to this Taoist friend?"

Zhou Henian slapped Zhou Feiyang in the face.

Zhou Feiyang covered his face, looked up, and saw two familiar figures.

"It's you? You're not dead?"

"Zhou Feiyang! You are surprised! I sent someone to kill people and steal treasures! Today is the day you die."

Without saying a word, Ye Feng threw a huge fireball out of his hand, and the fireball instantly pounced towards Zhou Feiyang.

Zhou Feiyang was only at the initial stage of foundation building. He had no way to dodge and was engulfed by the flames in a moment. He let out a miserable cry and was soon burned to ashes.

Zhou Henian was heartbroken, watching his son being killed, but he was powerless to do anything. There was no other way but to sacrifice this unfilial son to save the entire Zhou family.

"Okay, Qingqing! We can go now!"

Ye Feng killed Zhou Feiyang and turned to leave.

"Yes, Master!"

"Fellow Daoist..." Zhou Henian wanted to say something before Ye Feng walked away.

"Humph, I know what you're thinking! It doesn't hurt to tell you, Ye Feng of Ziyun Sect! If you want to cause trouble, just go to Wuling Peak."

Then the two of them left the Zhou family.

"Purple Cloud Sect? Could this person be the great elder of the Purple Cloud Sect? No wonder he is so powerful!"

When Zhou Henian heard the three words "Ziyunmen", he was surprised.

He had heard about what had happened at Ziyun Sect in recent years, and that Ye Feng was very powerful.

No matter how powerful Ye Feng is, he wants his elder brother to avenge his son. Although his elder brother is only a cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan period, the Danyang Sect behind him is not simple. If all else fails, he will drag the Danyang Sect into the water.

Just as Ye Feng was dealing with these things, two beams of light flew from Jiujue Peak to Wuling Peak.

The two beams of light were none other than the Jiujue Sect's Great Elder, Jiujue Zhenren, and the Second Elder, Wu Heng.

"I am the Great Elder of the Jiujue Sect, True Man Jiujue, and the Second Elder Wu Heng, and I am here to visit Elder Ye!"

The loud sound spread across several peaks of Wuling Peak.

A group of monks flew over from the ground, led by an old man in a gray robe.

"It turns out to be Senior Jiu Jue and Senior Wu Heng! My apologies, our Great Elder and Sect Master are not here. If you don't mind, please go to the Elder Hall and wait for a while!"

The grey-robed old man bowed respectfully and said.

"He's not here? Is he really not here or is he just pretending? He's not afraid of us and won't come out, is he?"

When Wu Heng heard this, his face darkened and he spoke in a unfriendly tone.

"Senior! I didn't lie. The Great Elder and the Sect Master are definitely not at the mountain gate!"

The grey-robed old man said tremblingly, fearing that he might have said something wrong and offended this senior.

"In that case, let's just wait for them to come back!"

"Two seniors, please!"

The gray-robed old man brought the two to the Elders' Hall of Jinling Peak.

After Ye Feng and Du Qingqing left Zhou's house, they went to the magic weapon shop again.

At this moment, a young man in brocade robe suddenly jumped out.

Ye Feng and Du Qingqing knew this person, he was the young master of the City Lord’s Mansion, Zhuo Zifan.

"Junior Zhuozhufan, hello to the senior!"

Zhuo Zifan bowed respectfully.

"So it's Master Zhuo. Master Zhuo stopped me. What's the matter?"

"Junior...Junior...Junior wants to be your disciple!"

After Zhuo Zifan finished speaking, he fell to his knees.

He had just seen clearly that Ye Feng's moves were extraordinary and his strength was incredible, so he decided to come and become his disciple.

"Haha! Master Zhuo, you just saw that I have offended the Zhou family and the Danyang Sect.

I can't protect myself now, if you accept me as your master, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster upon yourself?"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.