Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Seventh Real Stove

"Now, are you willing to see me?"

Ye Chenfeng's powerful soul locked Yongqiu in the stone house, and said in a strong voice.

"Your Excellency is indeed beyond my expectations, but I still don't want to make a deal with you, please come back."

Yong Chou suppressed his shocked heart and said in a hoarse voice, but his tone was much more polite.

"I'm sorry, a treasure on your body is very important to me. If I can't get it, I won't leave."

Ye Chenfeng's current situation is not good. In order to improve his strength as soon as possible, he must get the inheritance alchemy furnace in Yongqiu's hands.

"You are here for the alchemy furnace in my hand."

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's resolute tone, Yong Chou in the stone house was silent for a minute and asked.

"Yes, I'm here for the alchemy furnace, but I don't want it, but borrow it." Ye Chenfeng said: "And the chips I asked myself will satisfy you."

"I am a dying person, and my desire for foreign things is no longer strong, and the alchemy furnace is my heart and soul. Even if you take the heavenly weapon, I will not lend it to you." Yongqiu said hoarsely, his voice It smelled of dead silence.

"What if I could help you get revenge?" Ye Chenfeng pondered for a while and said.

"Om..."

As soon as Ye Chenfeng finished speaking, Yong Chou's breath became chaotic. Obviously, Ye Chenfeng broke the secret in his heart and disturbed his dead heart.

"who are you?"

Yong Chou's speech became sharp, and his voice revealed chills and vigilance.

"It seems that I guessed right. You are a person with a story. Otherwise, ordinary people would not have a strange name like you." Hearing the change in Yongqiu's voice, Ye Chenfeng knew that he had guessed correctly and said slowly. : "If I promise to avenge you, would you be willing to lend me the alchemy furnace in your hand?"

"You guessed it right, I do carry a bloody vengeance on my shoulders, but your strength is too weak to avenge me at all." Yongqiu said after being silent for another minute.

"If your enemy's strength does not reach the second-level Beastmaster, I can avenge you immediately. If your enemy is a master of the second-level Beastmaster or above, within ten years, I will avenge you." Ye Chenfeng promised.

"Is your arrogance a little too arrogant, with your second-level Profound Beast Sect realm, can you kill the peerless king?" Yong Chou said rudely.

"Boundary doesn't mean strength, doesn't it?"

As he spoke, a high-pitched dragon roar sounded, the body was more than three kilometers long, and the whole body was covered with scales more than one meter wide.

"Dragon, your soul beast turned out to be a dragon."

Like everyone else, Yong Chou showed a deep shock when he saw Ye Chenfeng's soul beast, the two-headed blood dragon king.

"Although I only have the second-level Profound Beast Sect realm, I have the strength to kill the peerless king. If you don't believe it, you can go to the second floor of the Slaughter Tower to inquire. A few days ago, I just killed the Wu family. The peerless king."

With that said, Ye Chenfeng took out the identity token obtained by killing the elder Wu, and threw it into the dark stone house through the window.

"It's not closed, come in."

Yong Chou glanced at the elder Wu's identity token lying on the cold ground, took three breaths of silence, lit up the dark stone house, and said hoarsely.

Walking in, Ye Chenfeng saw the eternal hatred sitting cross-legged on a stone bed, wearing a black robe, with a thin body, like a skeleton.

When he saw Yong Qiu's face, his expression changed slightly, revealing a look of shock.

Yongqiu's face was completely disfigured, the blurred facial features were almost glued together, and it was impossible to distinguish the nose and mouth.

What's more, he saw death and despair in the eyes of Yongqiu's pupils, and there was no trace of vitality in him, as if he was a walking corpse.

"Tell me about your enemy, and I'll go and avenge you."

Ye Chenfeng quickly recovered his strange color, looked at Yongqiu's disfigured face calmly, and said slowly.

"Maybe, I am the only one who can avenge you. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Crack!"

As soon as Ye Chenfeng finished speaking, the stone bed under Yongqiu suddenly shattered, and an energy that made Ye Chenfeng feel suffocated spurted out and shot at Ye Chenfeng at a very fast speed.

"Eight Chakras Asura Gong, Killing Aperture."

Suddenly attacked, Ye Chenfeng remained calm in the face of danger, and two killing circles appeared behind him, doubling his attack power.

Then, after completing the sword stance, 700,000 jins of force was poured into the Juque Tianjian, which stimulated ninety-eighty-one attack patterns in the Juque Tianjian, which stimulated the attack power of the Juque Tianjian to the greatest extent.

"Slaying the four styles, Eternal Night!"

A sword light from the eternal night that took away the light of the stone room was cut out, and a deep sword mark was drawn in the dark night, and the terrifying energy was slashed close at hand.

"Boom!"

A powerful explosion sounded in the stone room, and the terrifying force was like a surging tsunami, dispersing around, instantly collapsing the only stone room in the courtyard, and shaking the pattern above the courtyard violently.

"Dengdengdeng!"

With a thunderous blow from the blasting of the hard stone bed, Ye Chenfeng was shocked by the powerful Yuwei, causing him to retreat continuously.

"You really have the strength to fight against the peerless king."

Yongchou just detonated the stone bed, not to kill Ye Chenfeng, but to test his strength. Seeing that Ye Chenfeng, who was in the second-level Xuan Beast Sect realm, really resisted the power of the seal under the stone bed. , believed in his strength.

"Now, can you tell me about your enemy?" Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent blood in his body, and whispered.

"Okay, I'll bet once before I die." Yong Chou took a deep breath and said, "My enemy is the King of Blood-Slaughtering Swordsman on the fifth floor of the Tower of Slaughter, and his strength has reached the peak of the first-level Rebel Beast King. Breaking through the realm of the second-level inverse beast king is only a ray away, if you can help me kill him, I will give you the real stove."

"I remember your enemy, and I will bring his head to meet you in three months at the latest." Ye Chenfeng assured.

As long as he becomes a three-hole Tiandan and breaks through to the fourth-level Xuan Beast Sect realm, Ye Chenfeng is completely confident to kill the first-level anti-beast king peak powerhouse.

"Three months? Are you really so confident?" Yongqiu said suspiciously, "There is a big gap between the two of you."

"I said it will be done naturally, but the premise is that you must lend me the real stove. I need to use the real stove to refine pills to further improve my strength." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said.

"Okay, I'll trust you once."

Yong Chou looked at Ye Chenfeng deeply, looked at Ye Chenfeng for a full minute, and found that his eyes were very clear. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he decided to take a risk and put a palm-sized, fiery red body on a real stove with taotie patterns engraved on its surface. Take it out.

"I'll lend you this real stove for three months. If you can't keep your promise within three months and don't return the real stove, I will detonate the ban in the real stove and destroy it."

Like a lover, Yong Chou gently stroked the real stove, reluctantly handed it over to Ye Chenfeng, and warned seriously.

"Within three months, I will come to see you with the head of the Sword King Tuxue." Ye Chenfeng promised.

After speaking, Ye Chenfeng put the real stove into the Qiankun bag, turned and left.