Qiankun Gourd

A huge gray fist shadow cut through the void and instantly appeared in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng threw a punch, and then a huge golden fist shadow hit the gray fist shadow.

The golden fist shadow and the gray fist shadow collided with each other in an instant, and there was a sound of explosion. A huge force spread out in all directions, shaking the air slightly.

Others were shocked by this huge force and retreated again and again.

“So strong, so strong!”

Mei Qihai blurted out in surprise.

Li Qingshuang looked at Ye Feng with incredible eyes.

"Why does this person look so much like the Ye from Duxianmen? Impossible, impossible! It's impossible for a Ye to be so powerful."

The bearded man felt a huge force rushing towards him, and his body was involuntarily knocked backwards.

"Impossible, impossible!"

The bearded man couldn't believe that he actually lost to a sixth-level true immortal.

Ye Feng stood there motionless. They knew that although Ye Feng was a sixth-level True Immortal, his strength was not much different from that of an eighth-level True Immortal. A seventh-level True Immortal was no match for him at all.

"How about it, fellow Taoist, do you still want to compete with me?"

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at the other person.

"Humph! Of course I will. I won't lose to a sixth-rank True Immortal!"

The bearded man did not look like he was going to admit defeat.

"Okay, since you still want to compete, I'll compete with you!"

Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he appeared in front of the bearded man.

"Ah? So fast!"

The bearded man was shocked to see Ye Feng. Just as he was about to react, a huge golden fist came towards him.

In desperation, the bearded man could only use his hands to form a seal and activate the protective shield.

Boom!

Click!

The golden fist smashed hard on the bearded man's protective shield, and his protective shield shattered instantly.

At the same time, the bearded man felt a sharp pain in his chest, a hot current rushed to his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"ah...!"

The bearded man screamed and was knocked flying, hitting a huge rock in the distance, which exploded instantly.

Ye Feng flashed again and came in front of the bearded man.

"Do you still want to compete?"

Ye Feng kicked the bearded man in the chest.

Bang!

The bearded man spurted out blood again with a "wow".

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life. Fellow Daoist, please spare my life. I don't want to compete anymore. I don't want to compete anymore!"

The bearded man begged for mercy.

"You know what's going on!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"Who else wants to compete?"

Hearing this, everyone took a step back in fear, not daring to move forward.

"Senior, no one is stepping forward to challenge!"

"Here, I am the strongest!"

Ye Feng turned around and looked at the green-haired old man in the green light shield.

"good very good!"

The green-haired old man laughed happily, then waved his sleeves and a portal appeared in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stepped into the portal.

There was a flash of light before his eyes, and he appeared in a magical space.

There were blue sky and white clouds in the space. Not far away there was a green fruit tree more than ten feet high, with three fruits growing on it.

On the fruit tree is a green-haired old man sitting cross-legged.

"Senior, please give me some advice!"

Ye Feng bowed respectfully.

"I never thought that you, with your cultivation of a sixth-rank True Immortal, could easily defeat a seventh-rank True Immortal!"

"If I'm not mistaken, even if you meet an eighth-rank True Immortal, you probably won't be at a disadvantage, right?"

The green-haired old man praised.

"Thank you for the compliment, Senior. I just won by luck!"

Ye Feng said modestly.

"Luck? Haha, there aren't so many lucky things in the world!"

"That seventh-rank true immortal was beaten so badly by you, and you still say it was a fluke?"

"I am not so easily fooled. Although you are a sixth-rank immortal, your magic power has indeed reached the level of an eighth-rank immortal."

"This, I can still see it!"

"But if you want to get these three fruits, I will have to test you."

After the green-haired old man finished speaking, he pinched his hands together and a tree demon that was a hundred feet tall appeared. Judging from the aura emanating from the tree demon, it was a real demon of the eighth rank.

"Eighth level true demon? Senior, do you want me to defeat this tree demon?"

Ye Feng said without changing his expression.

"That's right! Only by defeating this tree demon can you get the Jade Tripod Fruit!"

The green-haired old man smiled slightly.

"This is easy!"

Ye Feng opened his mouth wide and a flame flew out instantly. The flame transformed into a firebird, which cried out and pounced towards the tree monster.

"Haha! Ordinary flames can't hurt him!"

The green-haired old man laughed.

Ye Feng just smiled without saying anything, and the firebird had already arrived in front of the tree demon.

The tree demon's body was shining with green light, and a green light spurted out of its mouth and flew straight towards the firebird.

A surprising scene appeared. The green light was instantly swallowed up as soon as it touched the firebird.

The firebird suddenly pounced on the tree demon.

Boom!

The whole tree demon was on fire and made strange noises!

"Huh? You...you are not an ordinary flame, you are the Samadhi True Fire!"

The green-haired old man then saw the difference in the flames.

"If it's not the Samadhi True Fire, with your strength, you can't hurt the tree demon at all."

"Haha, good, you win!"

After being surprised, the green old man laughed happily.

"But you still have to help me do one thing!"

"What is it? Please tell me, senior!"

Ye Feng said.

"Hey! To be honest..."

The green-haired old man sighed and told Ye Feng about his past.

The old man's name is Song Wenlin, and he is a cultivator from the Jade Immortal Sect, a third-class sect in the Human Emperor Immortal Realm. Ten thousand years ago, he and his junior sister Cao Ting'er were childhood sweethearts, and his senior brother Sang Kun also coveted the junior sister.

I don’t know why the little sister actually threw herself into the arms of the eldest brother.

When he was out on a mission, the eldest senior brother suddenly attacked him and killed him. Fortunately, he had practiced the soul-protecting technique, so his soul escaped.

He happened to come across this Jade Tripod Tree and placed his soul in the tree.

The old man wanted Ye Feng to find the two of them, ask the junior sister why she did that, and also want Ye Feng to avenge him.

"Senior! My cultivation level is too low, I'm afraid I can't help you!"

Ye Feng is not a fool. No matter what level of cultivation his senior brother had ten thousand years ago, he is at least a Golden Immortal now. How could he, a mere True Immortal, be the opponent of a Golden Immortal?

"My friend, don't be so quick to refuse. I didn't ask you to help me get revenge right now!"

"Back then, my senior brother Sang Kun was a fifth-rank celestial immortal. Ten thousand years have passed, and he is now at least a fifth-rank golden immortal."

"You are no match for him. Just promise me that you will avenge me after you become a Xuanxian."

The old man knew that this was embarrassing for Ye Feng, so he spoke again.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, no matter what, just agree to it first. If I really become a Xuanxian, killing a Jinxian will be a piece of cake.

"Thank you, little friend!"

When the green-haired old man saw that Ye Feng agreed to his request, he thanked him repeatedly and then the three Jade Ding Fruits flew down and landed in front of Ye Feng.