I, the mighty one who has transcended the calamity, am invincible after my rebirth.

Seeing Ye Feng appear,

Taoist Feng Ling suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and goosebumps started to appear all over his body.

Although he had belittled Ye Feng in front of Zeng Zuoyang, he was unwilling to go find Ye Feng!

The Battle of Xuanhu,

He witnessed the whole process and was well aware of Ye Feng's terrifying fighting power.

Everything I just said was just to reassure Zeng Zuoyang and the others!

But now the arrow is on the string and must be shot.

"He is Ye Feng!"

Taoist Feng Ling said with a stiff upper lip.

He silently prayed in his heart that Master Qingshan could stop Ye Feng.

True Man Qingshan is none other than the old man in Taoist robes, Zeng Zuoyang’s master, a true martial immortal whose combat power is no less than that of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage!

"Swish, swish, swish~"

The gazes of the three Taoists instantly shifted to Ye Feng.

The sharp gaze kept scanning Ye Feng, as if trying to see Ye Feng's background.

"You are the one who killed several disciples of my Taoist sect?"

Zeng Zuoyang pointed his sword at Ye Feng with a cold expression.

Ye Feng ignored Zeng Zuoyang.

Because he found that Taoist Feng Ling was really a talent. Although he was kneeling on the ground, he was slowly moving towards the periphery.

Obviously want to run away again.

"Shu~"

Ye Feng grabbed Taoist Feng Ling and snatched him away, sneering:

"You can even move while kneeling, you really can run, just ask Feng Ling to run."

"No...I didn't! My legs were just shaking, giving you the illusion of movement."

Taoist Feng Ling felt his scalp tingle and he immediately explained loudly.

at the same time,

He was also mobilizing the true energy in his body, trying to break free.

But Ye Feng's big hand was too hard, like a divine weapon and sharp claws, leaving him with no power to resist.

“Help…help me!”

Taoist Feng Ling turned his eyes to Zeng Zuoyang for help.

"Let him go!"

Zeng Zuoyang also responded promptly,

Strands of sword energy emanated from the sword, causing a gust of wind as sharp as a knife to blow across the scene.

As a leader of the younger generation of Taoism,

He has unparalleled self-confidence, especially when facing people of the same age as Ye Feng, he does not feel any pressure at all.

"Crack!"

Ye Feng directly crushed Taoist Feng Ling's neck.

Taoist Feng Ling's eyes almost popped out.

His clever eyes gradually dimmed and were filled with despair, as if he had not expected that he would die here!

"I asked you to let him go, but you...you dared to kill him?"

Zeng Zuoyang's face suddenly turned ugly.

"boom!"

Ye Feng slapped the body of Taoist Feng Ling on the ground into a bloody mist.

Then he ignored Zeng Zuoyang and turned his gaze to Qingshan Zhenren behind him.

He could tell at a glance that Master Qingshan was quite powerful.

of course,

It's just good,

In front of him, it's still just a slap in the face!

"I'm talking to you, but you can't hear me? Are you deaf?"

Zeng Zuoyang said coldly.

"What the hell are you barking about?"

Ye Feng frowned, then slapped out.

"presumptuous!"

Zeng Zuoyang's expression suddenly turned cold. He could no longer bear it and immediately swung his sword.

"Sword Qi Wind and Cloud!"

This sword swept through the turbulent flow, emitting a dazzling light, with a momentum that could shake the mountains and rivers, as if it could split the mountain in half!

The next moment.

"boom!"

Ye Feng blocked the big hand that was coming towards him and extinguished all the sword energy.

The terrifying force swept through like a tornado, knocking Zeng Zuoyang and his sword away.

"Snapped!"

Zeng Zuoyang fell heavily to the ground.

When he stood up again, a trickle of blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"how is this possible?"

He growled in disbelief and said loudly:

"Sword Qi Fengyun is my super sword technique that I am proud of. Even against Master, I have the power to resist! How could I not be able to block your move?"

Zeng Zuoyang gritted his teeth, picked up the sword on the ground, and wanted to attack again.

But this time,

Ye Feng's figure instantly appeared in front of Zeng Zuoyang, grabbed his neck, and said lightly:

"Because even your master can't block a single one of my moves."

"fart!"

Zeng Zuoyang glared at him, not at all scared.

And then,

Qingshan Zhenren, who was standing by and watching the battle, spoke up.

His voice was very vicissitudes, and he said slowly:

"It's been a long time since I've seen such an arrogant young man!"

"I can't block your attack? Do you know who I am?"

True Man Qingshan looked directly at Ye Feng, with a faint golden light emerging from his body. His skinny body contained divine power, and for a moment, he appeared extremely majestic.

"Oh? Who are you?"

Ye Feng asked with a playful look on his face.

"My name is Qingshan! I once single-handedly slaughtered what you call a top-notch family."

"Life is just like this, it's just a passing cloud. I haven't taken action in many years."

Master Qingshan said proudly.

"Pfft!"

Ye Feng laughed out loud.

Subsequently.

"Snapped!"

Ye Feng slapped Master Qingshan and sent him flying.

"biu~"

Master Qingshan didn't even see how Ye Feng made his move before he found himself flying into the air.

Then he fell heavily on a hillside, picking up a large cloud of dust.

"Pfft!"

Master Qingshan struggled to get up, but he couldn't suppress the fishy and sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Seeing this scene,

Zeng Zuoyang and the other young man's expressions changed drastically, and they shouted out loud.

They could never have imagined that their powerful master would be knocked away by Ye Feng in the blink of an eye.

"A sneak attack on me?"

Master Qingshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and his face became gloomy.

"It's not a sneak attack, I just don't have the interest to listen to you showing off."

Ye Feng threw Zeng Zuoyang out as well.

He didn't have much intention to kill these three people from the Taoist sect.

They are just three self-righteous little brats.

"Come on, let's have a formal battle with me!"

"It's a matter of life and death!"

Master Qingshan actually took out a long sword and said coldly.

"Snapped!"

Ye Feng slapped him again.

Master Qingshan flew out again without any resistance, and this time he flew farther and fell even harder. He couldn't get up after crawling for a long time.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare the lives of the three of you."

"Next time you see me, stop bragging! Because I'll kill you."

Ye Feng shook his head and turned away.

In just a few steps, he disappeared from sight.

Seeing this scene,

Zeng Zuoyang and his junior brother Wang Batian were stunned for a long time.

Is the gap really that big?

Even their master was tortured to death. They had only seen this kind of strength in the headmaster!

"Hey..."

"Hurry... help the master up."

At this time, Master Qingshan couldn't help but groan in pain.

The two disciples came to their senses upon hearing this, ran over and helped their master up.

Seeing the master's face covered in dirt and dust, his bones seemed to be falling apart,

The two disciples no longer had the previous admiration in their eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that? That thief is too much. If I see him again next time, I will definitely take the initiative to attack him and let him experience the feeling of being attacked by surprise!"

Master Qingshan said with a stern face.

The two disciples remained silent.

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