Qiankun Gourd

"Junior has a duty to do so!"

Wan Gu Mo agreed and introduced Ye Feng to the relevant matters about the Rakshasa tribe.

The Rakshasa clan is composed of many clans, among which the Black Evil Clan, the Green Evil Clan, the White Evil Clan, the Blue Evil Clan, and the Purple Evil Clan are the leaders.

Although they are all from the Rakshasa clan, they fight overtly and covertly for their own interests behind the scenes.

I heard that the Qingsha tribe has been a little unstable recently. Someone returned from Qingsha City and was too scared to go out. No one dared to say what exactly happened.

Ye Feng nodded slightly when he heard this. It seemed that the news he had received was true. Something really happened on the Rakshasa tribe's side.

While the two were talking, a middle-aged cultivator in the Jindan stage suddenly ran over from outside. The middle-aged cultivator shouted nervously:

"Chief... Chief, something bad has happened... Something bad has happened!"

"What happened to Dabin? Tell me slowly!"

Upon hearing this, Wan Gu Mo looked at the middle-aged monk.

"Not far from the town, several figures are flying towards us!"

"We...we also heard a fight!"

Dabin said again,

"That aura is very frightening, he is most likely a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage!"

"What? There's such a thing!"

Upon hearing this, Wan Gu Mo frowned slightly.

"Notify everyone to activate the town protection formation and have all the tribesmen prepare for battle."

“Yes, sir…Yes, sir!”

Dabin wiped the sweat from his forehead, agreed, and ran out.

"Activate the protective formation, cultivators above the foundation building stage, prepare to fight!"

Dabin shouted loudly while floating in the air.

Then, black light shot out from all around the town and the center. In a moment, a huge black light shield enveloped the town.

Thousands of cultivators stepped on magic weapons, and the magic weapons flew into the air. Most of them were cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Core Formation Stage.

"Senior! Judging from the current situation, we still don't know what happened!"

"If there really are several Void Refining Stage cultivators coming to kill the town, I'm afraid all of us will die here!"

"My ancestors have lived here for generations and we will die here, but senior...senior, it is better for you to leave on your own!"

"With the strength of the seniors, it's not too late to leave now!"

Wan Gu Mo said with a grim expression.

He really wanted Ye Feng to help, but in such a poor town, the friendship of just a few hours was not enough to get this senior to help. It would be better to do the other party a favor and let him go on his own.

"Don't panic, my friend. I'll go with you to take a look!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly. With his magical powers, he was naturally not afraid of any cultivators in the Void Refinement Stage. Even if a hundred of them came, they would all die.

"senior...?"

Wan Gu Mo was a little hesitant.

"Let's go! What are you still standing here for?!"

Ye Feng's figure flashed and turned into a black light and disappeared on the spot.

"Yes!"

Wan Gu Mo didn't expect Ye Feng to stay.

He waved his robe sleeves and flew out in a ray of green light.

A moment later, Ye Feng and Wan Gu Mo appeared in front of the cultivators, one after the other.

Ye Feng scanned the distance with his spiritual sense and found several figures fighting and flying towards him.

Among them were two black-robed monks in the Nascent Soul stage and three black-robed monks in the Spirit Transformation stage, who were besieging a female monk in a yellow gauze skirt and a young girl in a black long skirt.

The female cultivator had reached the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm, while the young girl had reached the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

The two female monks were surrounded in the middle, fighting while fleeing towards Ye Feng and his team. Judging from the scene, these two female monks might not be able to hold on for long.

"Sister Xue! Please go away and don't worry about me. I am just a burden!"

The woman in the black skirt, covered in blood, shouted to the woman in the yellow skirt.

"No! Master has been so kind to me, I must get you out!"

The woman in the yellow skirt said.

"Humph! Junior sisters, none of you can leave today!"

One of the ugly men in black robes laughed coldly.

When Ye Feng saw this scene, his expression became uncertain.

"Senior Sister Nie? It's Senior Sister Nie!"

Ye Feng saw clearly the appearance of the woman in the yellow skirt; it was Nie Meixue from the Yellow Wind Valley.

"Fellow Daoist Wan Gu, please don't act rashly here. I'll be back soon!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot, flying forward.

"senior..."

Wan Gu Mo wanted to stop Ye Feng, but Ye Feng had already disappeared from his sight.

Two bangs!

Nie Meixue and the girl in the black dress were finally unable to withstand the attacks of the five men and were knocked to the ground, spurting blood from their mouths.

"Sister Xue!"

"Little junior sister!"

The two shouted each other's names, but neither of them could move at all.

"Brother, take the little girl back and we will complete the mission!"

A big man in a black robe looked at Nie Meixue and the other person and said to the ugly man.

"Bah, you traitors!"

"Has the master ever treated you badly?"

Nie Meixue scolded everyone angrily.

"It's Master's fault for not knowing the current situation and offending the people of the Shura Clan!"

"Don't worry, Junior Sister. I won't let you die. I will make you enjoy it!"

The ugly man laughed obscenely.

"You guys take this little girl away first! I'll take care of Sister Nie..."

"Yes, brother!"

The black-robed monks agreed, stepped forward and knocked the girl unconscious with a palm strike.

"Sister Rong!"

Nie Meixue shouted anxiously when she saw the girl being knocked unconscious, but she couldn't move at all.

The ugly man looked at Nie Meixue with lustful eyes and drooled greedily.

"Junior sister, come with me, hehe!"

The ugly man slowly walked towards Nie Meixue.

Upon seeing this, Nie Meixue gritted her teeth and prepared to explode her Nascent Soul and die.

But at this moment, a green sword light fell from the sky and slashed towards the heads of these black-robed monks with lightning speed.

Puff puff puff puff!

Several muffled groans were heard!

Five heads rolled to the ground, and even the Nascent Souls in their bodies died on the spot. You can imagine how powerful this sword is.

These people didn't even know how they died.

Then, a young man in a black robe landed next to Nie Meixue.

Nie Meixue heard the screams and knew they were saved, so she opened her eyes, clasped her fists and saluted, saying, "Thank you for your help, senior!"

"Is that you, Senior Sister?"

Ye Feng looked at Nie Meixue intently and asked.

Only then did Nie Meixue see Ye Feng's face clearly, and that handsome figure appeared in his mind.

"Junior brother, is that you? Is it really you? Am I dreaming?"

When Nie Meixue saw that it was Ye Feng, she was so excited that she burst into tears.

Although Wan Gu Mo, who was far away, didn't see clearly what happened, he was certain that the fight stopped as soon as Ye Feng made a move.

"Who is this senior? How can he be so powerful? Several high-level monks died at his hands in just a few moments!"

Wan Gu Mo muttered to himself in disbelief.

"Come with me, let's go see if the senior needs any help!"

Wan Gu Mo said to the several Jindan stage cultivators behind him.

"As ordered!"

Wan Gu Mo flew over with several people.