"This...this...this is impossible!"

Zhong Shang was so shocked that he was incoherent. Looking at Ye Feng, who looked completely relaxed, his understanding of the world was completely overturned.

It should be noted that this poisonous fog is made up of dozens of kinds of deadly poisons and is refined through more than a dozen processes. No matter how powerful a person is, they cannot escape being poisoned by it.

But this guy actually swallowed it and was still unharmed?

How could he possibly believe that?

Not only him, but Qin Shou and the members of the Dragon Tiger Gang beside him all looked horrified, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Monster, he's a monster!"

Qin Shou stared blankly, muttering to himself.

It's one thing to be immune to the poisonous fog, but to actually swallow it whole—what else could it be but a monster?

Meanwhile, Xiao Xiang and Shangguan, standing to the side, looked at Ye Feng with eyes that were practically drooling with shock and boundless admiration.

"Master, are you really alright?" Xiao Xiang asked worriedly.

"What can happen to me?"

Ye Feng simply shrugged indifferently.

This potent poison can temper his physique, bringing him nothing but benefits.

"Ghost, there is a ghost!"

After realizing what was happening, Zhong Shang turned and ran. He had no confidence in dealing with such a strange person.

It's important to escape.

However, after running a few steps, he suddenly saw Ye Feng slam his palm on the table, and the food, dishes and chopsticks on the table were instantly shaken and flew up.

Then Ye Feng waved his hand again, and among the flying bowls and chopsticks, a chopstick shot out quickly.

"laugh!"

Just as Zhong Shang reached the door, chopsticks shot into the back of his head, pierced through his entire head, and finally embedded themselves in the wall in front of him.

Bang!

He fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

After trembling a few times, he died in shock and despair!

"Young hero, spare me! Spare me!"

"Young hero, we were wrong."

"..."

The Dragon Tiger Gang's underlings all knelt down and begged for mercy.

The man before them was far too strange to be trifled with; their only chance to survive was to kneel and beg for mercy.

Xiao Xiang, wearing high heels, picked up the revolver from the ground and slowly walked over.

Pointing at Qin Shou, he asked, "And you? Don't you want to live?"

Pfft!

Qin Shou also knelt down on both knees and prostrated himself on the ground, pleading, "Sister, spare my life."

He slapped himself across the face. "I shouldn't have been so foolish as to offend you, sister. Please, sister, have mercy and spare my life."

"Now, you don't want to take my clothes off anymore?"

"Don't dare!"

"Now you don't want me to sing 'Conquer' anymore?"

"Don't dare!"

"late!"

Xiao Xiang shot him in the calf again.

Thud! A sharp pain contorted his face, but he dared not utter a sound.

"It's not impossible for you to live," Xiao Xiang pointed out the window. "There's a swimming pool down there. If you jump in and survive, I'll spare your life, how about it?"

"this!"

Qin Shou felt like crying.

This is the 18th floor! It's such a high floor, even diving athletes wouldn't dare to jump from it.

Wouldn't that still cost him his life?

"I'll count to three, and then I'll fire!"

Xiao Xiang pressed the gun to his head, "Three, two, one..."

"I jump!"

If he didn't jump, he would die. Qin Shou gritted his teeth and decided to risk it all.

He mustered his strength, ignoring the pain in his legs, and moved to the window.

He glanced at it, then leaped into the air and plunged down.

Xiao Xiang turned her gun on the others, asking, "And you?"

"I'm jumping! I'm jumping!"

One after another, the Dragon Tiger Gang's underlings climbed onto the window, closed their eyes, and jumped.

Five or six minutes later.

Only Ye Feng and two others remained inside the body.

"Master, when will you teach me martial arts?" Shangguan Yanran asked with great anticipation.

"You should train with Xiao Xiang first and master the basics first." After Ye Feng finished speaking, he turned to look at Xiao Xiang. "By the way, I need to go to Tianjian Mountain to find the Ten Thousand Year Ice Soul. Send someone to keep an eye on the Liu family's movements and notify me immediately if there are any abnormalities."

"Alright, Master, go ahead."

Xiao Xiang nodded.

Time was of the essence, and Ye Feng had to set off immediately, otherwise, once Yi Yi woke up, there would be no way to save her.

I got into Shangguan Yanran's car and went to the airport.

Ye Feng bought a plane ticket to Tianjian Mountain and set off alone.

Tianjian Mountain is located in the northwest, in the western region, and it takes about seven or eight hours to get there.

It was autumn or winter at this time.

Tianjian Mountain remains lush with vegetation and verdant forests, its mountain range stretching endlessly as far as the eye can see.

The highest peak, like a giant sword drawn from its sheath, is slanted into the earth, hidden in clouds and mist all year round, occasionally revealing a corner of its snow-capped crown, reflecting a metallic cold light in the thin sunlight, distant and majestic.

The entire mountain exudes an ancient silence and solemnity, as if time itself moves exceptionally slowly and with extraordinary hardness here.

On Tianjian Mountain, there is a sect named 'Tianjian Mountain' that has been established for thousands of years and has remained prosperous.

At this moment, on a mountain peak.

in the hall.

"Who? Who did it?"

A middle-aged man in a long robe roared furiously.

He was Lu Hanhai, the peak master of the seventh peak of Tianjian Mountain, and in front of him lay an unconscious man, Lu Liang.

After examining his son, he discovered that his cultivation had been completely lost and his injuries were too severe, causing him to fall into a coma.

It's still unknown whether he'll wake up.

“Reporting to Master, it was the people from Longmen who brought Senior Brother back. Besides Senior Brother, there are seven Junior Brothers and Sisters who are unconscious. The rest of the Junior Brothers are all dead. I questioned them for a long time, but the people from Longmen wouldn’t say a word.” A young man, also dressed in a long robe, replied.

"what?"

Lu Hanhai was furious.

His son and Sixteen were fellow disciples who went down the mountain together to manage affairs for the sect. Unexpectedly, they met with misfortune just a few days later.

Those who died were dead, and those who survived were all unconscious.

In this mortal world, how dare someone lay a hand on the people of Heavenly Sword Mountain? It's utterly despicable!

"Where are they?"

"already left."

"Go, go down the mountain immediately to investigate. Find out who did it, and I will tear him to pieces." Lu Hanhai slammed his hand on the table.

The mahogany table exploded instantly, scattering across the floor.

The young man continued, "Actually, there's no need for such trouble. As far as I know, the first place our fellow disciples went down the mountain was to find Junior Sister Ye Qingwu, and she just returned to Tianjian Mountain."

"You mean, she might know who the murderer is?"

“I guess she knows the general idea. We can ask her. If she doesn’t know either, I’ll take some men down the mountain to investigate,” the young man said.

"Then where is she now?" Lu Hanhai also had a point.

"At the second peak."

"Okay, I'll go find her myself."

Lu Hanhai picked up a sword and strode out aggressively.

He only had one son, and he had been injured so badly. No matter who the other party was, he had to slaughter their entire family to vent his hatred.

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