Jin Rufei's hands formed a sword shape and grasped, pinched a seal, "Flying Sword, out!"

  Two flying swords on his back emitted a "ting" sound, flew out of their scabbards and hovered above Jin Rufe's head, the sword tips emitting an uncertain light, pointing at the two bandits.

  "Since Brother Jin is determined to take action, we as a couple can't let others laugh at us." The burly man with the curly whiskers pulled out two tiger-headed hooks.

  A charming woman untied the silk ribbon wrapped around her waist, and it fluttered in the wind, colorful and dazzling.

  Ye Feng did not expect that the woman's protective treasure would be a waistband. In his impression, most cultivators used flying swords as weapons. This style was also the first time he had seen it, but it seemed that Ye Feng hadn't seen many other things either, and even flying swords were only seen a few times at most.

  "Ha! The heavens are clear!" Jin Rufei shouted loudly, and the two flying swords flew towards the two bandits.

  Look at them, even their moves are called Langlang Qiankun, Ye Feng is disdainful in his heart.

  "Whoosh"

  A flash of white light, two flying swords arrived at the top of the two bandits' heads.

  "Right!"

  A burly man with a long beard grasped a tiger-headed hook in his hand, which was flying towards the flying sword, and knocked it away.

  The charming woman on the other side had an extraordinary ribbon in her hand, which silently and swiftly dissolved Jin Rufei's flying sword with a single strike.

  Both sides started with a draw, probing attacks and defenses, neither side gave their all.

  "Come again!" Jin Rufei muttered the sword mantra, and the flying sword emitted a humming sound in mid-air, transforming into two streams of light, with a speed that surpassed the first move.

  "Right!"

  A loud rebound, and Jin Rufe's flying sword was shaken open once again.

  Is this a showdown between cultivators? Indeed different from the close combat of martial artists. Ye Feng watched intently, savoring every moment.

  Both sides also wielded their weapons in hand and entwined in a fierce battle.

  "Right!"

  "Right!"

  "Then!"

  ……

  After repeated collisions without success, Ye Feng gradually lost interest. This monk's fight is not interesting at all. There are no techniques, and the outcome of the battle is completely determined by the level of cultivation and the amount of spiritual energy that can be mobilized.

  Jin Rufei was getting anxious as he couldn't take down his opponents, despite having a superior cultivation level. If this stalemate continued, it would be disadvantageous to him. Once the two grasped the initiative and counterattacked, he would likely be in danger.

  Jin Rufei wielded his flying sword and entwined with the two men in a fierce battle, while something appeared in his palm, shining brightly with a yellow light.

  As he threw it into the air, it suddenly grew larger and transformed into a giant bell flying towards the top of the bearded man's head.

  "Hum!" The big bell shone brightly in mid-air.

  The whiskered big Han's face changed drastically, the flying sword was flying back and forth in front of his eyes, and if he wasn't careful, he would be pierced through the heart. Moreover, there was a giant bell, how could he cope with it?

  The Great Han's eyes flashed with a mournful expression, the tiger-headed hook in his hand no longer hooked towards the flying sword, letting the flying sword pass through his shoulder, and the two hooks heavily smashed onto the large bell.

  The deafening bell sound floated in the valley, making Ye Feng's head buzz with a hum.

  Dahan was extremely clever, years of experience told him that the big bell was more powerful, if he was hit by the big bell head-on, then he would be completely finished, and a puddle of flesh would definitely appear on the ground, so he exchanged his life for the price of one arm.

  "Brother Tiger!" The charming woman saw the big man being pierced by the flying sword, let out a mournful cry, and with a vigorous shake of her hand, wrapped another flying sword around it.

  "Haha, I see you're still resisting." Jin Rufei said with a triumphant smile after landing a successful hit.

  "You, with the surname Jin, have enraged me to death!" The charming woman roared, pulling out a palm-sized jade seal from her bosom and hurling it at Jin Rufei.

  Jade seal soaring with the wind, in the blink of an eye from the size of a palm to the size of a millstone, and then like a house.

  Just looking at it from the top of one's head, the quantity is not small.

  Ye Feng suddenly gained spirit, hmm, not bad, this is what a cultivator's battle should look like, it's getting interesting.

  Jin Rufei saw the Jade Seal flying over his head, his expression changed greatly, and he hastily called back the Flying Sword and the Great Bell to resist.

  "Clang!" The crisp sound heralded the destruction of Jin Rufei's two flying swords, smashed into scrap metal by Yu Yin.

  "Then!"

  The big bell also failed to withstand the fall of the jade seal.

  "Boom!" The ground shook and dust filled the air as the large bell was smashed deep into the earth.

  Taking advantage of the big bell's resistance, Jin Rufei managed to dodge the attack and retreated a few steps, barely escaping the range of Yu Yin's attack. He was panting heavily, his heart extremely shocked.

  The distant Ye Feng was also bounced back by the shock of Yu Yin's palm hitting the ground.

  What a powerful treasure, what a precious thing! Ye Feng's eyes shone with greedy light.

  "Alright, let's just forget about what happened today. I admit defeat." Jin Rufei's eyes were filled with terror, and Yu Yin's power had completely intimidated him, forcing him to surrender.

  "Haha, you're all talk, where's the bravado from earlier? You've got me in this state and think a single sentence can dismiss us? What a joke!" The burly man with a curly beard completely ignored his injured shoulder, glaring fiercely at Jin Rufei.

  "What else do you want? Killing someone is just a matter of nodding one's head, I've already admitted defeat." Jin Rufei's tone was completely gone at this time, and his voice also became much lower.

  "That big clock of yours isn't bad, I'll take it," said the burly man with a curly beard.

  "No way, that's my life-saving treasure." Jin Rufei didn't expect the bearded giant to take a liking to his large clock and refused without hesitation.

  "Alright, you want your life? Let's see what other lifesaving treasures you have." The enchanting woman didn't say another word, and with a flick of her wrist, the jade seal flew through the air once again, hurtling towards Jin Rufei.

  "Stop, okay, I agree, ah!" Jin Rufei saw Yu Yin flying over his head, he had lost all his magic treasures and had no ability to resist, so he could only beg for mercy.

  However, the enchanting woman did not stop there. With Jin Rufei's last mournful cry, Yu Yin slapped Jin Rufei to the ground, turning him into a pool of blood and flesh, which became fertilizer for the flowers and grasses.

  Living up to being a bandit, he is decisive in his actions and never drags things out.

  "Brother Tiger, how are you?" The charming woman only dared to show concern for the whiskered big man's injuries after she saw that Jin Rufei had been beaten to death.

  "It's not a big deal, but for a short time, I won't be able to gather spiritual energy. Without a year or two of cultivation, it's impossible to recover." The burly man put away the tiger-headed hook and covered his bleeding wound with his palm, his face deathly pale.

  "Thanks to this treasure, otherwise we would have lost our lives at the hands of Jin Rufei today." The burly man with a curly beard gritted his teeth and glared viciously at the place where they had almost met their demise.

  "Hmm, this Tian Yin's power is so strong that even escaping from the sect is worth it." The enchanting woman said.

  "It's indeed a good method."

  "Who's that!" The charming woman's face changed color and shouted, pointing behind the whiskered big man.

  The whiskered big Han hastily turned his head back to look.

  The situation has taken a dramatic turn!

  "Ah!" Just as he turned his head, a sharp pain suddenly appeared in his chest.

  "Ah! Ah!" The big man clutched at his chest, staring blankly at the charming woman. Fresh blood dripped from the big man's fingers and fell to the ground like bright red flower petals.

  The Great Han still had a short dagger stuck in his chest, with only the hilt exposed.

  "Haha, Brother Tiger, have a good trip." The charming woman's face twisted into a fierce expression, her eyes emitting a piercing glow.

  "Why!" Da Han said unwillingly.

  Diao Di was a master, Ye Feng sighed secretly, still not dead like this, the dagger was indeed inserted in the position of the big man's heart.

  "Why?" The charming woman looked at the big man, "A man dies for wealth, a bird dies for food!"

  "You said you loved me, how could it end up like this!" Even if Da Han was a monk, he couldn't escape the constraints of life and death. His voice grew softer and softer.

  "I love you!" The charming woman sneered: "Are you worthy? If it weren't for the sake of obtaining the Fan Tian Seal, I would let a dog like you have me. Dream on."

  "Haha, I'm so stupid, I hate it!" A big man's mouth corner flowed out fresh blood.

  You're a romantic movie, coming up with such lines, this is an action movie. Ye Feng cursed secretly.

  "Ah!" Along with Da Han's final loud roar, Ye Feng's attention concentrated once again.

  The big man's palm tightly grasped the hilt of the dagger, using force to pull it out, and then with all his might, he pounced on the charming woman.

  "Hmph!" The charming woman didn't dodge or flinch, lifting her foot to kick the big man's belly.

  "Boom!" The big man was kicked and his intestines were broken, falling to the ground and unable to get up again.

  The last desperate gaze was filled with unwillingness.

  "Toad also wants swan meat, you must have life to enjoy it!" The charming woman said, looking at the dead big man.

  Then he walked towards Fantian Yin, about to retrieve this treasure.

  "Bang!" The charming woman only felt a gust of wind behind her head, dizziness, and was hit with a heavy blow.

  Although this blow did not bring her mortal injury, it was not light either. She just turned around to see what happened.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of blows landed on her body.

  Like a hammer striking an anvil with force, it came down on his head and back like raindrops.

  A completely unprepared coquettish woman was attacked by a stormy rain and was dizzy.

  A figure flashed by, and finally appeared in front of her. The charming woman had been beaten to the point where she was almost losing her sight, but at close range, she could still see that it was the little guy she had teased earlier who was attacking her.

  Why? How could this be? The last thought in the mind of a charming woman.

  "Go to hell!" Ye Feng roared, his left fist hooking downwards and striking the seductive woman's chin, immediately followed by his right fist hitting her squarely in the face.

  Fresh blood flowed from the charming woman's ears, nose and mouth corners, originally delicate features completely changed, bloody and blurred, like an evil spirit.

  "Thud!" The charming woman fell to the ground, her limbs convulsed a few times, and then died with her eyes wide open.

  Until her death, she couldn't understand how Ye Feng suddenly appeared beside her when he was clearly far away and hadn't seen him move. What's more, the charming woman couldn't comprehend how a small martial artist like Ye Feng could have fists as hard and powerful as steel. If it were an ordinary martial artist, one punch to her back would not harm her, but instead shatter the martial artist's fist.

  When he saw the woman completely lose her breath, Ye Feng's body was as if it had been instantly drained of its strength, and he almost fell to the ground.

  A bloody scene, a big living person was beaten to death by himself, strongly holding back the urge to vomit, panting heavily to calm down his fluctuating emotions, the bloody smell in the air made Ye Feng feel even more uncomfortable.

  Although Ye Feng had been in several fights before and was extremely fierce, this was his first time killing someone.

  After a long time, Ye Feng gradually recovered a little, and his hands and feet had some strength.

  It's not suitable to stay here for long.

  Looking at the treasure beside him, it was this treasure that made the two robbers turn against each other. It should be a good treasure and cannot be discarded.

  Ye Feng arrived at Fan Tian Yin's place and found that since its master had died, it lost control and transformed back into the size of a palm.

  Bend down and put the Fantian Seal in your palm. The reduced size of the Fantian Seal also shrinks, at most one catty.

  That golden bell that flew like a swallow wasn't bad either. Ye Feng turned around and came to the front of the deep pit where the big bell had fallen, but the big bell had also become a small bell, with fine lines all over it, apparently it was smashed by Fan Tianying.