Qiankun Gourd

"You little brat, it seems like you are tired of living!"

The fat monk and the old man with the hooked nose became furious upon hearing this and they both slapped Ye Feng.

The two were only a few dozen feet away from Ye Feng, and two huge palm prints appeared in front of Ye Feng in the blink of an eye.

Ye Feng sneered and swung out two consecutive palms.

Boom!

The two palms hit the palms of the two men one after another.

"Hmm? Fellow Daoist Nantuo, this guy is not simple. It seems that we have to get serious!"

The fat monk made a hand gesture and a black triangular python with a chilling aura emerged from behind him. The black triangular python seemed to be at least a hundred feet tall.

It opened its mouth and a stream of black cold flame spurted out, attacking Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, made a hand gesture, and a giant black eagle emerged from behind him. The giant black eagle seemed to be about a hundred feet tall.

The black giant eagle opened its mouth and a stream of black flame shot out.

There was a loud bang!

The black cold flame and the black flame collided with each other in an instant, making an explosion sound, and sparks of fire scattered in all directions.

"The fight started!"

Someone below saw this scene and shouted loudly.

"This fellow Taoist really doesn't know whether to live or die. He actually dared to fight with two late-stage fusion cultivators!"

Someone mocked.

"Poor boy, it looks like he's going to die young! If it were me, I would have run away long ago!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye has great magical powers. He should have no problem facing two late-stage fusion cultivators."

Zhao Hongman thought secretly in her heart.

“Even if he is only half a realm behind me in terms of cultivation, he is still a crushing opponent. Moreover, he has to deal with two fusion stage cultivators. Isn’t this courting death?”

Someone else said softly.

"That's wrong! Look everyone, that guy blocked the attack!"

Someone shouted again.

When everyone heard this, they looked over and were shocked to see Ye Feng blocking the attack of the fat monk.

"Really! He really blocked it!"

"Not easy, not easy! He actually blocked the attack of a cultivator in the late stage of fusion!"

Some people shouted excitedly, as if they had blocked the attack themselves.

"Fellow Daoist Nantuo, why don't you come out?"

When the fat monk saw Ye Feng blocked his attack, he felt that Ye Feng was very powerful, so he said to the old man with the hooked nose beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Shashe! I'm afraid my move is inappropriate. Wouldn't that be like the big bullying the small, or the many bullying the few?"

"Even if you don't care about your reputation, I still have to take it into consideration!"

The old man with the hooked nose smiled slightly. He had naturally made a plan long ago. When both of them were defeated, the milk of the underworld spring would belong to him.

"Nantuo...you...you actually plotted against me!"

"Don't think that just because this kid can drag me down, you can enjoy the milk of the underworld spring alone."

After the fat monk finished speaking, he kept chanting the magic spells in his hand. The black triangular python behind him roared angrily and circled towards Ye Feng.

"go with!"

Ye Feng let out a low shout, and the black giant eagle screamed, flew out, and attacked the black triangular python.

In a moment, an eagle and a python were fighting each other.

Seeing that the old man with the hooked nose did not make a move, Ye Feng pretended to be evenly matched with the fat monk so that the other party would let down his guard.

"Haha! I didn't expect this kid's magic power is so strong that he can fight the evil snake on equal terms!"

"That's fine too. Let them consume their energy like this. When their mana is completely used up, I can control them! Haha!"

The hook-nosed old man thought happily.

"Boy, can't you see that? This old guy wants to reap the benefits!"

"How about we two defeat him and divide the milk of the underworld spring equally?"

The fat monk suddenly transmitted a message to Ye Feng and shouted.

Ye Feng just smiled slightly and didn't say much. His mind moved slightly, and the black eagle that was fighting with the giant python in the sky pretended to scream and disappeared. He also pretended to tremble slightly, flew backwards, and collapsed to the ground.

"Your Excellency is truly amazing. I admit defeat!"

Ye Feng looked defeated and spoke weakly.

The fat monk was a little puzzled when he saw this. What was going on? This guy seemed so powerful just now, why did he admit defeat now?

But at this moment, the old man with the hooked nose suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha! You are no longer my opponent. All the milk of the underworld spring belongs to me!"

The old man with the hooked nose clasped his hands together, and a huge black claw dropped from the sky and grabbed the fat monk.

"Nantuo, you dare to attack me!"

"Why not? You just consumed so much mana, and you are still my opponent?"

The old man with the hooked nose smiled coldly, and the huge claw appeared in front of the fat monk in the blink of an eye.

The fat monk's body was shining with black light, and black scales appeared in front of him, blocking the attack of the giant claw.

Bang!

Then the fat monk pointed, and the black triangular python rushed towards the old man with the hooked nose.

The old man with the hooked nose made a gesture with his hands, and a black vulture flew out from behind him and rushed towards the giant python.

For a moment, the vulture and the python were fighting each other.

This sudden change left everyone stunned.

"What's going on? Why are two late-stage fusion monks fighting?"

Someone asked in confusion.

"I don't know, I don't know! It's really strange!"

Some people looked confused.

"What's happening here?"

Zhao Hongman didn't expect this to happen. He thought Ye Feng would be able to defeat the two with his powerful strength, but he didn't expect...

Ye Feng pretended to be out of breath, and collapsed there, motionless. He was thinking in his heart, "Good fight! This saved me a lot of trouble!"

After a hard battle between the obese monk and the hook-nosed old man, he suddenly thought of something, as if something was wrong.

What's going on? Why are we fighting? Aren't we going to divide the milk of the underworld spring equally?

When the two of them thought of this, they withdrew their magic power.

"Fellow Daoist Nantuo, have you noticed something wrong?"

The fat monk said with a grim expression.

"That's right! This guy looks young, but he's so cunning. He made us fight in the blink of an eye!"

The old man with the hooked nose looked at Ye Feng who was lying limp on the ground in the distance.

"Let's kill this guy first, and we can discuss the rest later!"

The fat monk said coldly.

"Not bad!"

The two of them made hand gestures at the same time, and the triangular python and the black vulture attacked Ye Feng.

The people below were all confused and had no idea what was going on.

At this moment, a colorful sword light suddenly flew out and pierced through the chest of the fat monk and the hooked nose man with lightning speed.

"ah...!"

"ah...!"

The two men screamed and blood spurted out of their chests.

"Impossible, impossible!"

The two looked at their chests in disbelief, then looked at Ye Feng and shouted in surprise.

"Humph!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly and stood up.