"Brother, where did you go? You disappeared in a flash and then reappeared just as quickly."

  Ye Feng had just emerged from the inner world when he was caught by Zhen Xuetian, who grasped his hand and asked.

  "What, I blinked and you're back?" Ye Feng looked at Zhen Xue Tian and Mei Zhi Ruo beside her, wondering why the two women didn't seem anxious when he disappeared, and instead stood still in their original positions.

  "Just now, a dazzling light flashed, and then you disappeared. Before I could go with Xue Tian to look for you, here you are again." Mei Zhi Ruo said.

  So fast? Ye Feng was stunned, he had clearly been talking to Tulong in the inner world for at least ten minutes, but in Mei Zhi Ruo and Zhen Xue Tian's eyes, he seemed to have disappeared for less than a minute. Did this space treasure also have the function of slowing down time?

  "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Sword lights flashed by one after another.

  "Not good, those cultivators are all coming up!" Ye Feng discovered a large number of cultivators riding flying swords and heading deep into the ruins.

  "Hurry, hand over the precious swords in your hands, Mei Shizi and your guqin as well." The two women saw Ye Feng's urgent appearance and didn't dare to ask more questions, quickly handing over the precious swords in their hands to Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng silently recited a character of absorption in his heart, and the two treasured swords suddenly disappeared into thin air, being absorbed into Ye Feng's inner world.

  Then he absorbed Mei Zhi Rao's guqin into his inner world as well.

  "A commoner is innocent, but guilty of possessing a precious jade. If these monks see the precious swords in your hands, they will not only want to kill you, but also take them for themselves." Only then did Ye Feng put away his treasure and explain.

  "Big Brother Zhen, where did you put that precious sword?" Xue Tian asked curiously.

  "I'll tell you later when I have a chance. Let's solve the current trouble first." Ye Feng's gaze was directed forward.

  Over a hundred sword lights fell in front of the three people, and many cultivators jumped down from the flying swords.

  "Ye Feng, you're not very kind either, swallowing all the treasures in the ruins by yourself. Your appetite is quite big." A leading monk said with a sarcastic tone.

  "What's going on here." Ye Feng deliberately asked, it was clear that these cultivators were the same as their three, having gone through the ruins in front of them without gaining anything, they must have thought that all the treasures in front had been taken away by Ye Feng.

  And the largest treasure, the Dragon Slaying Knife in the armory was obtained by Ye Feng after which the entire armory was destroyed, this relic became a true relic, no longer having any valuable items.

  If it were Ye Feng, he would definitely have such thoughts too.

  "Gentlemen, if I say that I have gained nothing except for this butcher knife." Ye Feng raised the dragon-slaying knife in his hand, its surface rusty and speckled, as if it was about to shed its rust.

  "Would you believe such words?" The leading monk said.

  "This senior brother, may I ask which sect you belong to." Ye Feng suddenly blurted out this sentence.

  "Qiankun Sect!" The monk replied directly without reacting.

  "Alright, I've got it. Let's get started." Ye Feng said bluntly, things were definitely going to go south anyway, might as well be direct about it.

  "How detestable!" The cultivator of the Qiankun Sect understood Ye Feng's meaning, this was a probe to test his bottom line, with the intention of retaliating in the future.

  The flying sword in his hand was thrown out and flew towards Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng was also thinking of trying out the Dragon Slaying Knife's power, and see if it really had the mystical properties that the Dragon Slaying Consciousness Body had said.

  "Ka Cha!" Ye Feng didn't dodge at all, and with a swing of his Dragon Slaying Knife, he chopped the flying sword in two, splitting it into two segments.

  "Is there anyone else who doesn't accept this? Come on then!" Ye Feng saw that the Dragon Slaying Knife was not damaged at all, and suddenly he became bold. "However, I must say it first, this time I will destroy your flying sword. If anyone dares to make a move again, don't blame me for taking his life!"

  Ye Feng tried to scare off the monks with his words, but apparently failed. The monks were even more convinced that Ye Feng had obtained the treasure and rushed towards him in unison.

  "What's going on, Brother Zhen?" Zhen Xuetian was anxious, with so many cultivators, it was definitely impossible for just three people to win.

  "Don't blame me for going all out then!" Ye Feng roared, taking out an object from his storage bag and tossing it at the heads of the several cultivators in front.

  "Hong!" The small mountain-like Ban Tian Seal flew up against the wind, weighing over 10,000 jun, and fell from above.

  "Plop!" The dozen or so monks who were running the fastest were slapped down by Fan Tian's palm print.

  "Ah!" The monks behind him were all stunned by the tragic scene in front of them.

  In fact, the Ban Tian Yin didn't have such power and it was impossible to smash a dozen cultivators to death. This had to be blamed on the dozen or so cultivators being too greedy. They were afraid of falling behind others and not getting the treasures on Ye Feng's body. They were completely unguarded against Ye Feng's sudden attack, dedicating their youth and hot blood for the sake of treasure.

  "Treasure of the Law!"

  "It must have been obtained here!"

  The masters' eyes suddenly turned red and said they didn't get the treasure, isn't this it.

  "No, this is the Fantian Seal, a not-so-common treasure in the Xiuzhen realm. It's not necessarily obtained from the ruins." A cultivator who had seen much of the world recognized the Fantian Seal.

  "Congratulations, you answered correctly, I'll let you off this time." Ye Feng chuckled and put away the Fan Tian Seal.

  "Not satisfied? Come on up!" Ye Feng struck a pose that he thought was extremely cool, and casually tossed the Fan Tian Seal up and down in his palm.

  Masters, you look at me, I look at you, none of us dare to take the lead, no one is willing to be the first bird out, yet none of us retreat either.

  "If you don't make a move, I'll leave." Ye Feng pretended to get up and leave.

  "Wait!" A monk unwilling to let Ye Feng leave like this blocked his way.

  "Bang!" As expected, Ye Feng's Heaven Seal slapped that unlucky guy to death. People like him aren't worth talking to, and letting them live would be a waste of the world's spiritual energy and crystal resources.

  "Ye Feng! You're too ruthless, aren't you? Someone hadn't even made a move yet, and you've already killed them." A cultivator directly confronted Ye Feng, loudly shouting.

  "Boom!" Another one.

  Ye Feng's palm shook as he threw out a Heaven-Sealing Stamp, "Next time, if you want to take action, hurry up! Too much nonsense, even the soy sauce seller wants lines!"

  The monks didn't dare make a move, this little killer, kills people without batting an eye, one sentence that doesn't fit and they take action.

  "Three-second countdown!" Ye Feng stretched out three fingers.

  Three!

  Two!

  One!

  "Time's up!" Ye Feng's palm exerted force, and the Fan Tian Seal was once again unleashed. The cultivators hadn't even reacted to what Ye Feng's three-second countdown meant when the Fan Tian Seal arrived above their heads.

  The monks quickly discarded the flying swords and various magic treasures in their hands and rushed towards the Fan Tian Seal.

  "Ding, dong, clang!" The various sounds were endless.

  The Ban Tian Seal is fixed in mid-air by the efforts of all cultivators and cannot fall down.

  "Look at the Law Treasure again!" Ye Feng didn't hesitate and threw out the already damaged Mourning Soul Bell.

  "Dong!" The melodious bell sound echoed across the land.

  "Ah!" The monks' magic treasures and flying swords were all countering Ye Feng's Fan Tian Seal, but unexpectedly Ye Feng had another treasure, which was struck directly by the Lamenting Soul Bell.

  "Double Kick!" Ye Feng threw out a series of Thunderblast Talismans.

  Although the power of Lei Bao Fu cannot kill a monk with one blow, it can disperse the monk's mind and prevent him from controlling his magic weapon to counter Fan Tian Yin.

  "Hong!" The opposing forces weakened, and the Heaven-Defying Seal finally fell, another cultivator died a terrible death.

  "Run!" The monks were not all brave warriors, and many of them were afraid to die. They led the retreat, and in an instant, the monks' attack scattered.

  There are no monks who are not afraid of death. The ultimate goal of choosing this path is what, some people say it's to gain more power, and gaining more power is for what, isn't it to ensure oneself can live longer, or pursue the elusive immortality.

  So, it can be said that the cultivator thinks his life is more precious and fears death. When his life is threatened, he will have the opportunity to pursue longevity in order to escape death. Dead? Well, then you're dead.

  "Hmm, you're clever." Ye Feng didn't pursue them, letting the cultivators escape. It's pointless to force someone to their last resort and make them desperate enough to fight to the death; it's not worth it.

  "Brother Zhen is mighty!" Zhen Xuetian shouted loudly, facing over a hundred cultivators alone and emerging victorious. Such ability was absolutely not ordinary.

  "Leave, it's not suitable to stay here for long, endless troubles will follow." Ye Feng knew that this was just a temporary solution to the current crisis. If the army of cultivators came in full force, he wouldn't have the ability to face tens of thousands of cultivators, even if he did, he wouldn't dare to kill all of them. These cultivators came from all directions and belonged to countless sects. If he really killed all these cultivators, where would Ye Feng be able to hide in this vast world?

  He took out the small crane, inserted it into the crystal stone, and with Mei Zhi Ruo and Zhen Xue Tian, two women, flew up. Ye Feng adjusted the direction of the crane, flying towards the road down the mountain. He still didn't know that at this time, the protective shield on the high mountain had disappeared, allowing him to choose any direction freely, thinking he could only go through the big cave they came from.

  There were masters who saw Ye Feng and three others fly over from the top, releasing flying swords to attack Ye Feng. Those who weren't dodged by the immortal crane were smashed to death by Ye Feng's Fan Tian Seal.

  The masters were all helpless, racing speed, couldn't beat the immortal crane, racing strength, Ye Feng's Fan Tian Seal was almost invincible.

  However, the cultivators were not reconciled and drove their flying swords to pursue from behind. Before long, Ye Feng and his two companions flew in the air at a slightly lower altitude, with a large army of cultivators following closely behind them. The scene was magnificent and spectacular.

  The crane's speed was very fast, and the monks were soon left far behind by Ye Feng.

  "Master, with so many of them here, why not use the Dragon Slaying Sword? This is a great opportunity to kill these cultivators and lift some of the seal on the Dragon Slaying Sword." The old man's voice echoed in Ye Feng's mind.

  Ye Feng didn't know how the old man did it, and he didn't know how to talk to Tú Lóng either. He could only curse in his heart: "Shut up, old guy! It's easy for you to say that, but you won't let me live from now on."

  It was as if he had heard Ye Feng's curse, and Tu Long smiled awkwardly, "Yes, with so many cultivators, each belonging to different sects, it's indeed a bit tricky."

  Flying over the giant wolf-headed monster's head, the giant wolf-headed monster was now extremely depressed and swung its iron chain on its wrist to vent its anger. Not long ago, the sudden change at the peak made the ban ineffective, and all the cultivators rode their flying swords to the top of the mountain. The giant wolf-headed monster had a strong body but could only watch helplessly as the cultivators went up.

  "Master, wait a moment, capture this guy, he's absolutely reliable as a bodyguard." Tulong exclaimed with excitement upon seeing the giant wolf-headed monster.

  "That old thing, is it going to harm me again? That monster has infinite strength, how can I subdue him?" Ye Feng was so angry that his eyes rolled back, butchering the dragon sounded easy, but he didn't have that kind of ability.

  "This is easy, Master. Don't you have a Taming Token in your storage bag that's specifically used for taming spirit beasts? It can come into play now." said Tu Long.

  "Does the beast-taming token work on this monster? Is it a spiritual beast too?" Ye Feng asked, and immediately felt something was off. "Tell me, old man, how did you know I had a beast-taming token in my storage bag?"

  "Master, if I say so myself, I'm also a consciousness body of the immortal soldier. If I don't even have this much patience, it would be laughable to other consciousness bodies, let alone storage bags. If I want to know, I can even tell you exactly how many feathers are on your little bird." The proud and boastful Dragon Slayer said.

  "Damn it, old thing, I'm warning you. First, don't snoop on my personal stuff. Second, that's not a small bird, it's a Golden Winged Peng, got it?" Ye Feng didn't think Tulong had this ability, doesn't this mean he has no secrets to keep?

  Just thought of using the Illusory Symbol to prevent being spied on by Sun Qi at Ling Shou Peak, but this guy is even more outrageous, he can even see through his own **, is there anyone else as miserable as me?