The gorgeous and colorful sword technique, full of strange sword style, makes everything look so eye-catching. Everyone is attracted by this sword, even unable to extricate themselves.
Just like the general intention of the sea, Ye Feng's sword style is firmly locked. He can't escape at all, just when everyone thinks that Ye Feng will be defeated.
Ye Feng's long sword comes out of a crack with a strange angle. The terrible sword spirit penetrates everything in an instant. The man in black has not even had time to react.
"Hiss!"
The sword Qi entered the body, and the sharp sword Qi scratched the wrist of the man in black.
"Sonorous!"
The long knife in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. The intense pain made him give up the long knife and save his palm for the first time. Otherwise, the tendons on his palm would be wasted.
Everything happened so fast, almost in the middle of lightning. When everyone blinked, it was all over.
The intention of Dao disappears, and the solidified space just now seems to melt away.
Everyone's eyes gather on Ye Feng's face, and even want to see through Ye Feng. At the beginning of Shenwu Yizhong, little Shenwu Yizhong can hurt Shenwu four seriously with one sword.
Looking at the wound on the wrist, it seems that the man in black has not recovered.
Turn around!
A terrible sense of killing burst out from the man in black, like a rolling flood towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng stands in the same place, without any action. If the other party wants to kill him, even avoiding is redundant.
Momentum to the fast, to also fast, about to leaf maple in front of the time suddenly disappeared.
"You have a very good determination. In the face of my pressure, you don't change your face. I've lost this sword. Let's go!"
At this time, the cold clothes of the inn had gone back to the outside.
Wang Ziao and others don't seem to have reacted. Just now, the murderous three men in black left. They were beaten back by Ye Feng. They all felt short-circuit thinking and couldn't accept it for a moment.
The sword of killing disappears, and Ye Feng turns around slowly.
"Poof!"
A mouthful of blood spurted from Ye Feng's mouth.
"Ye Feng, what's the matter with you?"
Prince Ao suddenly held Ye Feng, his face full of guilt.
"It's OK. I was shocked by the opponent's momentum just now."
Although the man in black regained his momentum, he still injured Ye Feng, but his life was not in danger. If the man in black wanted to kill Ye Feng, he could have killed Ye Feng just now. I don't know why, so he finally chose to retreat.
"Boss, take us to the room quickly!"
The man in black retreated, and the remaining three guest rooms were theirs.
"All right, I'll take some of my guests right away."
The shopkeeper was scared to stand out from behind the counter and walked towards the attic with Ye Feng.
There was no excitement to watch. Many people went back to the room without interest. The scene just happened was soon forgotten, but Ye Feng's sword had already been written down and even began to understand.
It's an immortal flying outside the sky. Only an immortal can use that sword. It's also a peerless sword. I'm afraid no one can beat it.
Three rooms, soon to make the allocation, an average of two people in a room, Ye Feng and Prince Ao in a room, may be because just retreat reason, Prince Ao face has been with guilt.
When they were in Cangyuan, Ye Feng saved their lives. At the critical moment, they didn't stand on the same line with Ye Feng. Now Ye Feng, relying on one person's strength, repels the man in black, so that Prince Ao doesn't even have the face to look at Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng..."
Prince Ao rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed.
"I understand your scruples, needless to say!"
Ye Feng sits down with his knees crossed. He doesn't have much healing medicine on him for the time being. He can only rely on himself to recuperate. It seems that he has time to go out and buy some elixirs and refine some healing pills.
"It's not that we are afraid of death, it's that our task has not been completed. If we fail, it doesn't matter if we die. I'm afraid it will also affect our family."
Prince o with helpless tone.
They are different from Ye Feng. They all have families. It is because the family is lonely that they are forced to join the Tang family. Ye Feng is different. Ye Feng is alone and does not have any scruples.
"Rest early!"
Ye Feng or a pair of lukewarm appearance, closed his eyes, no longer pay attention to Prince Ao.
"Alas
There was only one bed in the room, and the prince could not speak any more.
Outside Mongolia city, in a forest, three dark shadows suddenly stopped.
"Big brother, why don't we kill them?"
There was a cold voice in the woods.
"It's not a place to kill people because there are too many people and too many mouths."
An injured man in black, bound with white cloth, came back coldly."Hum, when did our God of death organization become so weak that it was forced to retreat by a sword?"
The man in black, who had not spoken for a long time, seemed to be unwilling with a very angry tone.
"You mean I didn't kill them. You're not reconciled."
The man whose arm had been bandaged was the man in black who had been injured by Ye Feng. They were actually organized by the God of death.
In qinlizhongzhou, there is a mysterious organization, which is responsible for killing people. As long as it can afford the price, there is no one they can't kill.
Ye Feng, they are all nobody. How can they attract the attention of the God of death, or even be targeted by the God of death? It seems impossible, but here is an example. Some people don't want them to go to Hengyan mountains.
Because three people were injured, the next day Yang Xin decided to take a three-day rest in Mongolia city. After three days, he was leaving.
The next day, Yang Xin went to the door to thank Ye Feng for saving his life. If it wasn't for Ye Feng, he would have died in the hands of the man in black.
After a night's recovery, Ye Feng's injury is almost good, but Yang Xin and Xia Xuan need to rest for a few more days to recover.
"Ye Feng, where are you going?"
Looking at Ye Feng to leave the inn, Prince Ao asked.
"I'll go out!"
Ye Feng did not explain, Prince Ao know Ye Feng heart or some estrangement, it is not good to ask, watching Ye Feng leave the inn.
Leave the inn, Ye Feng straight to the street, the body soon submerged in the crowd.
Mongolia city is not very big, but it's definitely not small, second only to fire city. It's full of exotic customs. The martial arts wear very fierce clothes. They are basically made of animal skin, which is different from Ye Feng.
"Excuse me, where can I get pills here?"
Ye Feng stopped a passing warrior and asked.
"What do you want to buy?"
The warrior stopped and asked.
"I want to sell something and buy some pills."
Ye Feng then asked.
"Then you can go to the treasure Pavilion, where you can not only collect all kinds of materials, but also sell all kinds of resources."
Wu said the address by the way and left immediately.
"Treasure Pavilion."
Ye Feng murmured to himself, listening to the name, it seems that there are countless treasures in general.
According to the route provided by the warrior, Ye Feng walked for a long time, and soon saw a huge attic, carved with three characters, which was the treasure Pavilion.
Building atmosphere, showing a majestic, the first floor is a huge shop, can accommodate thousands of people is not too crowded.
This is the treasure Pavilion. The warriors like to buy things here. Even some mercenaries have collected the inner elixir and like to sell it to the treasure Pavilion.
Without hesitation, Ye Feng walked towards the treasure Pavilion, and found that the area inside was bigger than he thought, which was almost divided into several areas.
There are areas specifically responsible for acquisitions and areas specifically responsible for sales.
Those in charge of the acquisition are divided into several pieces, such as elixir, weapon, Neidan
It's the same with the sales area, which is divided into several directions, so as to make it convenient for the warrior to come in. There's no need to ask blindly. This treasure Pavilion is worthy of being the largest trading market for the warrior in Mongolia city.
With a glance in his eyes, he can see almost all the places in the treasure Pavilion, and Ye Feng soon walks towards the area where monsters are sold.
Monsters are full of treasures. Whether they are inner elixirs or fur, they are all treasures. The shin bones of monsters are also good materials for refining weapons.
"Young master, what do you want to sell?"
Looking at Ye Feng came, responsible for the acquisition of the monster in this area, a man about thirty politely asked.
"I want to sell the unicorn's unicorn."
Ye Feng takes out the unicorn's unicorn and puts it on the table. In a moment, a psychedelic scene appears. In front of Ye Feng, a dream like scene appears.
"The unicorn unicorn of Shenwu quadruple has also successfully awakened its natural powers. Let me inform the shopkeeper!"
The man in charge of the acquisition has sharp eyes. At a glance, he can see that it's a unicorn of Shenwu quadruple, and he has also awakened his talent.
"Go ahead!"
Ye Feng put up the unicorn and sat down safely.
Ye Feng has noticed since he came in. Most of the trades here are about Shenwu double level monsters, and Shenwu triple level monsters are very rare. Like Ye Feng, he takes out Shenwu quadruple unicorn and unicorn, which attracts a lot of attention.
"This boy is crazy. He wants to sell the unicorn of Shenwu Sizhong."
It's a magic weapon. Ye Feng wants to sell it.
"You don't understand. He's just a little martial artist. I think he must have picked up this one-man, so change some useful resources quickly, otherwise it will be a waste."Some people think that Ye Feng's unique character was picked up, so I come here to exchange some other resources for my own use.
There's nothing wrong with this idea. There are at least two Shenwu quadruple demons to kill. Ye Feng is just at the beginning of Shenwu level. They won't believe that Ye Feng killed the unicorn and sold it.
In fact, what they guessed was right. Ye Feng didn't kill the unicorn, but Ye Feng stole the fruits of Cangyuan red wolf.
But after more than a dozen breaths, the man who just left went back and forth, followed by an old man of about fifty.
"That's him, the unicorn of the unicorn."
The man pointed to the leaf maple, then said.
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