(Free.) Immediately followed by a turtle shell symbol attached to the outside of the body.

  "Whoosh!" A flying sword was about to pierce Ye Feng's body, but the Turtle Shell Symbol blocked it. However, the Turtle Shell Symbol also showed signs of damage.

  What a powerful attack, it's absolutely not something a Qi Refining stage cultivator can unleash. Ye Feng had a strong feeling about this.

  Three attacks fell through at the same time, making the person who ambushed Ye Feng very surprised. He had already set up a killing formation here and was waiting for Ye Feng to fall into it. Who would have thought that Ye Feng dodged all of them?

  Three figures emerged, holding treasured swords and surrounding Ye Feng in the middle.

  Mei Zhi Ruo and Zhen Xue Tian were not attacked at all, it's clear that this serial murder case was prepared for Ye Feng.

  "You're strong, beyond our expectations, but you will die today." The three men were all dressed in black, with black scarves covering their faces, clearly not wanting to reveal their true identities.

  Ye Feng has stood up from the ground, motionless and confronting the man in black.

  Mei Zhi Ruo and Zhen Xue Tian were about to join the battle team when they were stopped by Ye Feng.

  There is no second woman, Ye Feng can still exert himself freely. If the second woman joins in, not only will she be unable to help Ye Feng, but she will also drag him down. Moreover, Ye Feng doesn't care about the three black-clothed men, although he sees that they are three powerful experts, among whom one is a foundation-building expert.

  "It seems you've been waiting for me for a long time, and I'm sure you won't tell me the purpose of intercepting me either." Ye Feng's expression was calm.

  All three were surprised that the killing game was resolved by Ye Feng, and afterwards Ye Feng showed a calm and composed demeanor, as if he had plenty of room to spare.

  But the three of them were not easy to deal with either, how could they be suppressed by Ye Feng's aura.

  Suddenly, their momentum surged violently, and the three black-clad figures emitted an overwhelming aura that covered the sky and earth.

  Ye Feng's eyes were fixed firmly on the black-clad man who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, with the Fan Tian Seal and the Mourning Soul Bell hovering above his head, emitting an aura that could take one's breath away, countering the pressure from the three black-clad men.

  He knew that these three people were led by a strong foundation-building expert, with the other two being in the Refining Qi stage. The strong opponent that Ye Feng was about to face was this very foundation-building expert.

  At the thought of it, a long spear appeared in Ye Feng's hand, which was obtained from the hands of a disciple under the Nine States Zun.

  Feeling an extremely strong pressure, Ye Feng's long spear was in his hand, and his momentum greatly rose.

  "Come on!" A loud roar, Ye Feng moved, taking a step forward to the front of the Jibei master, his long spear thrust out, rushing straight towards his opponent's face.

  That master builder was stunned, he didn't think Ye Feng's body would be so fast, the distance of seven or eight meters seemed to be just one step in Ye Feng's eyes, this is where the power of shrinking space lies.

  A master is indeed a master, remaining calm in the face of danger. With his long sword held horizontally, he parried Ye Feng's long spear.

  At the same time, two Qi-refining cultivators standing on either side of Ye Feng also reacted and stabbed their long swords towards his ribs.

  "Bang!" The long spear in Zhu Ji's hand slid to the left under the sword of Bao Jian, and Ye Feng's chest was wide open.

  Zhuge didn't let go of such a good opportunity, his treasured sword thrust forward, directly piercing Ye Feng's chest.

  "Older male cousin!"

  "Ye Feng!"

  The treasured sword of Zhu Ji pierced through Ye Feng's body, and Mei Zhi Ruo and Zhen Xue Tian both cried out loudly, about to rush forward.

  Huh? Zhū Jī Gāo Shǒu felt that something was clearly off. The treasured sword had stabbed into Yè Fēng's body without encountering any resistance, which completely defied common sense. At the very least, there should have been a "pfft" sound.

  Something's amiss! Draw sword and quickly retreat.

  Those two Qi-refining cultivators' treasured swords also pierced into Ye Feng's ribs, but the sensation in his hand was no different from that of a high-ranking Foundation Establishment expert.

  "Die!" A loud shout was heard beside his ear, and the cultivator on his left side only felt a chill in his waist before his eyes became dim and unfocused.

  Mei Zhi Ruo and Zhen Xue Tian simultaneously stopped in their tracks, staring blankly at the battlefield.

  Ye Feng stood there like a god descended from heaven, majestic and unscathed, without a single trace of injury on his body.

  The old man Xue Renguizhong's footwork was indeed magical, and Ye Feng also couldn't believe that he had really succeeded.

  At the moment when the long spear was about to be thrust out, Ye Feng had a bold idea in his heart. He deliberately used the long spear to cooperate with his body to lure the three black-clothed men into making a mistake. He then performed the steps taught by Xue Ren Gui and at the instant when the long spear touched the sword of Zhu Ji Gao Shou, he utilized the rebounding force to dodge the attacks of the three men.

  Fast, it was really too fast, leaving a residual shadow where Ye Feng stood, all three of them thought they had hit Ye Feng, including the onlookers Mei Zhi Ruo and Zhen Xue Tian.

  In the instant he dodged the three men's attack, Ye Feng held a long spear in one hand and gripped the Tulong knife tightly with the other, sweeping horizontally to cut off the waist of the cultivator on his left.

  The beheaded monk still couldn't believe he was dead, his eyes filled with an unbelievable gaze, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, wanting to say something, but not saying a word.

  "Thud!" The two halves of the corpse fell to the ground.

  "Ah!" Zhuge's anger flared up, and as soon as they clashed, not only did he fail to take down Ye Feng, but he also let Ye Feng take down one of his own companions right under his nose.

  Anger ignited his whiskers, and with a high-handed gesture, the treasured sword in his hand radiated a brilliant glow.

  Taking down an opponent, Ye Feng's confidence grew, he sheathed the Dragon Slaying Knife and grasped his long spear with both hands.

  Fighting two opponents at the same time, one of whom was even more powerful than himself, Ye Feng felt that a longer weapon would be more advantageous in battle.

  "Hmm!" The long sword of Takechiyo's high-ranking hand stabbed first.

  "Bang!" Ye Feng's long spear struck down fiercely, landing squarely on the treasured sword.

  Ye Feng's all-out attack made even the skilled cultivators of the Foundation Establishment stage feel a numbness in their wrists.

  "Hiss!" A gust of wind came from behind, and another cultivator's long sword also stabbed out, heading straight for Ye Feng's back.

  He dodged the long sword behind him, his hands grasping the long spear with some difficulty. The foundation of a high-ranking cultivator was indeed not something that could be countered by someone in the Qi Refining stage.

  Relying on his exquisite footwork, Ye Feng entwined with two men in black.

  If it wasn't for the sudden elimination of a black-clad man just now, Ye Feng's situation would be in danger at this moment. The two people encircling him left too much space for Ye Feng.

  And the two men in black had no way to deal with Ye Feng, each attack was dodged by him, and his cultivation had nowhere to vent, like a fierce punch that hit a cotton ball, without any impact.

  The battle between the three had reached a stalemate, and the onlookers Mei Zhi Ruo and Zhen Xue Tian were extremely nervous, not even daring to blink their eyes.

  "Bang!" The ground shook with a loud vibration.

  A tall figure appeared in the distance.

  "Ah!" Ye Feng let out a long breath, this Third Lad finally caught up.

  As they were about to reach the base of Wang Hai Pai, Ye Feng urged the crane to speed up, and at this time, Lang Tou Guai's flying speed was clearly not enough, being left far behind by Ye Feng and the other two.

  After a fierce battle, Saburo finally caught up.

  The tall figure appeared and caught the attention of two black-clad men, who immediately stopped their movements, holding precious swords as they stared at Saburō.

  What a monster, the two men in black both felt an extremely strong sense of fear, let alone muster up the courage to confront Sanlang, they were afraid that they would be trampled to death by Sanlang with just one kick.

  "Sanlang, take care of those two." Ye Feng's words made the hearts of the two black-clad men suddenly sink into an abyss. How could Ye Feng possibly command this terrifying guy?

  Sanlang received Ye Feng's order, took a big step forward, and in two steps he arrived in front of the man in black.

  Two men in black turned and ran without saying a word.

  But the two of them couldn't compare to Sanlang in terms of speed, swinging the iron chain in his hand, Sanlang swung his arm and smashed that Lianqi cultivator into a ball of flesh and blood.

  That master builder took advantage of Sanlang's momentary distraction while practicing his qigong, jumped onto the flying sword and turned around to run away.

  "Ha ha!" Saburō let out a strange laugh, as if even Kihachi, the master builder, would dare to compete with him in speed.

  Sanlang's feet stirred up wind, his long legs taking only a few steps to catch up with Zhuji Gao. The iron chain in his hand swung towards Zhuji Gao's flying sword.

  The master builder was frightened out of his wits, and the breath of death was so close.

  No matter how hard he tried, using every last bit of strength to wield the flying sword, it was still entwined by the iron chain in Sanlang's hand.

  "Thud!" Zhuge's master swordsman fell off the flying sword, his great fear making him forget to use his internal energy to protect himself, and he landed with a thud, getting a face full of dirt.

  Sanlang's iron chain wrapped around his head and crashed down.

  "Ye Feng, you can't kill me, I am..." The Jīgōu expert saw the iron chain falling and hurriedly begged for mercy.

  Sanlang's wrist shook and he retracted the iron chain.

  "Kill!" Ye Feng didn't wait for him to finish speaking and gave the order to Sanlang.

  The last words of Jikigeki Kōshō had not been spoken when Sanrō's iron chain came crashing down on his head.

  "Boom!" A million peach blossoms bloomed.

  Ji Kui followed two Qi refining cultivators as they left.

  "Brother-in-law, well done!" Zhen Xuetian exclaimed excitedly, running to Ye Feng's side and grabbing his arm, shaking it vigorously.

  Mei Zhi Ruo stood on the other side of Ye Feng and was also happy for Ye Feng's victory.

  "Crunch." Sanlang casually picked up the corpse of Takemoto and put it in his mouth, chewing with relish.

  But the sight of the two women made her feel nauseous, no matter what, this was still a human corpse.

  "Wait a minute!" Ye Feng stopped Sanlang, quickly walked to the front of the three corpses, and searched with both hands, collecting all the treasures such as storage bags. Not missing a single one, he then said to Sanlang: "Finish eating and hurry up."

  Ye Feng took Browning Zither and Zhen Xue Tian towards the residence of Wang Hai Pai.

  "Yefeng, why didn't you let that Jīgōu expert finish his last words."

  Mei Zhi asked with an expression of not understanding.

  "I'm afraid once he finishes speaking his last words, I won't be able to kill him," Ye Feng explained.

  "Why." Zhen Xuetian asked curiously.

  "I'm afraid of being accused of infighting with fellow disciples, and after that, I won't be able to mix in anymore. Some people will even use this as a handle to deal with me," said Ye Feng.

  "What did you say?" Mei Zhi Ruo seemed to understand a bit.

  "Yeah, definitely is, otherwise who would be lurking here waiting for me." Ye Feng said.

  "It's absolutely the people of Jian Ge, and only they have such vicious intentions towards me. That's why they're targeting all their attacks at me, while ignoring you guys. If I let him finish his last words, how can I make a move? The crime of assassinating the elder is not light." A hint of hatred flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

  "What do we do next, are we still going to the garrison?" Mei Zhi Ruo is now completely and unconditionally standing on Ye Feng's side. Even if Jian Ge wants to deal with Ye Feng, Mei Zhi Ruo will stand by Ye Feng without hesitation.

  "Go, of course I'll go, and I'll go openly and aboveboard. And I'll make them sick to their stomachs, let them know that Ye Feng is not someone to be trifled with." Ye Feng said resolutely.

  With Sanlang as a super bodyguard, and the guarantee of the inner world, Ye Feng is not afraid of Jian Ge at all now. After all, Jian Ge only dares to come up with some sinister plots, but does not dare to openly attack himself.