Qiankun Gourd

There was a loud bang!

The silver sword and the spear collided with each other, sparking rays of light. For a moment, the two were evenly matched and were knocked back one after another.

"Well, that's impossible. This guy is only at the tenth level of Qi Refining. How could he possibly fight me to a draw?"

When Ning Wanchang saw this scene, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He thought that with his own cultivation level, he could easily kill Ye Feng.

After this tough battle, he couldn't understand why the opponent, whose cultivation was obviously not as good as his, managed to tie with him.

"What kind of cultivation level are you at?"

Ning Wanchang retracted his spear, changed his previous self-righteous expression, and shouted loudly.

"The tenth level of Qi Refining!"

Ye Feng stood there holding a long sword and said expressionlessly.

"Impossible! If you were at the tenth level of Qi Refining, you would have died in my hands long ago, and you wouldn't have been able to block my attacks just now!"

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he pinched his hands together and more than a dozen vines on the ground flew out and swept towards Ning Wanchang.

Ning Wanchang lightly stepped on the ground, came into the air and avoided the attack.

"go to hell!"

Ning Wanchang shouted loudly and swung the spear in his hand out again. At the same time, a green light shot out from his hand and hit the spear.

The spear suddenly grew rapidly and turned into a giant spear about five or six feet long.

Whoosh!

The giant gun whistled, tore through the air, and sparks flew all over it as it charged towards Ye Feng.

"Amazing!"

The only way Ye Feng can fight the opponent now is to use the Thunder Ball Technique, but he will consume a lot of mana after using the Thunder Ball Technique. If he cannot kill the opponent with one blow, it is not cost-effective to use this technique.

Thinking of this, white arcs of electricity flashed continuously around Ye Feng. He performed the Cloud-Stepping Steps under his feet, and his figure turned into several afterimages. He leaped up and appeared above the giant sword.

He flew up along the opponent's giant sword and at the same time swung out the silver sword in his hand.

He silently recited the Qingshui Sword Technique, and streams of water suddenly gathered around the silver sword.

Whoosh!

The silver sword, along with a stream of water, cut through the void and slashed towards Ning Wanchang.

"Oops!"

Ning Wanchang screamed when he saw this and tried to dodge, but his previous attention was focused on controlling the giant gun, and he neglected to guard against it, so it was too late to dodge.

At this moment, a green light shield flashed around him, wrapping him in it.

Bang!

The silver sword attacked the opponent's green light shield, directly knocking Ning Wanchang away.

Ning Wanchang groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with a thud.

With a loud bang, Ning Wanchang's giant gun lost control and hit the ground, and a huge deep pit suddenly appeared on the ground.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

More than a dozen flying needles flew out from Ye Feng's hand and attacked Ning Wanchang again.

Ning Wanchang coughed, climbed up from the ground, and seeing something flying towards him, he quickly waved his hand and grasped the spear in his hand.

boom! boom! boom!

These flying needles attacked his cyan light shield, and cracks appeared on the cyan light shield in an instant, cracking! cracking! cracking! shattering.

Ning Wanchang swung the spear in his hand and spun it rapidly, trying to block the flying needles.

But these flying needles can penetrate any hole, and they can still find a tiny hole and fly through.

With a "swish", the needle pierced his chest. With a "sizzle", a trickle of blood flew out through the needle hole.

"ah...!"

Ning Wanchang screamed, dropped the spear in his hand, and fell to the ground.

"What is your level of cultivation..."

Ye Feng flashed and appeared beside Ning Wanchang: "Tenth level of Qi Refining!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he raised the sword in his hand and cut off Ning Wanchang's head with one sword.

He didn't hesitate to pick up the opponent's spear. It was a mid-grade magical weapon, not bad.

Afterwards, Ye Feng grabbed Ning Wanchang’s storage bag in his hand and scanned inside with his spiritual sense.

"As expected of the head of the family, you still have so many good things!"

There are many spirit stones, some magical instruments, and some jade slips forged from the magical instruments in the storage bag.

He had wanted to learn the art of forging magical instruments before, and with these jade slips he would be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The Ning family’s greatest skill is forging, and these jade slips will definitely be helpful to him.

However, there is no Qingtan Spirit Liquid in this storage bag. It seems that, as Ning Wanchang said, their Ning family can only refine two bottles of Qingtan Spirit Liquid a year.

"Let's go to the north of the city and see what's going on. I hope they don't die too early."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he slapped his storage bag and a small boat flew out. He jumped on the boat and headed towards the north of Haizhou City.

About half an hour later, Ye Feng appeared in a forest about ten miles north of Haizhou City.

"Wang Wang!"

"Are they not far away?"

Ye Feng stopped when he heard Wangcai's call. Wangcai told him that Guo Yunzhong and Pang Yu were just ahead, along with an old man with a high level of cultivation.

Wangcai had smelled the aura of Guo Yunzhong and Pang Yu before, so it was naturally easy for him to find their location.

"Old man with profound cultivation, let's see first!"

Ye Feng restrained his breath and jumped onto a big tree. He looked forward and saw that not far ahead, Guo Yunzhong and Pang Yu had suffered some minor injuries, and in front of them there was an old man in a yellow robe, who was in the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Humph! How dare you two attack me?"

The old man in yellow robe looked at Guo Yunzhong and Pang Yu with a sarcastic look on his face.

"So, the Ning family is like this. They actually want to kill people to silence them!"

Guo Yunzhong held a long sword in his hand, his face pale, and looked at the old man coldly.

"Even if I don't take action, the one next to you will kill people and steal the treasure!"

The old man smiled slightly.

"We two are our own business. It's not good for the Ning family to do this, right?"

Pang Yu held a long knife in his hand and looked at the old man and said.

"I just don't want to wait too long, so I want to deal with you two myself."

The old man in yellow robe walked towards the two of them as he spoke.

Seeing this, Guo Yunzhong and Pang Yu looked at each other and slowly backed away.

"Pang Yu, we'll settle our grudges later! If we don't join forces with this old guy, we have no chance of winning."

Guo Yunzhong said to Pang Yu.

"Alas, I miscalculated. I didn't expect the Ning family to be behind us! This is all Brother Pang can do. If we don't join forces, I guess neither of us will be able to escape."

Just as Ye Feng thought, after Pang Yu left Haizhou City from the south gate, he turned back and wanted to kill Guo Yunzhong and seize the treasure.

The Ning family also thought of this, so the second elder of the Ning family, Ning Zan, followed directly behind Guo Yunzhong.

Soon, Pang Yu caught up with Guo Yunzhong and the two started fighting.

Just when the two of them were almost done fighting.

Ning Zan, the third elder of the Ning family, was getting impatient, so he decided to take action himself and deal with the two of them.