Chapter 940 Setting an Ambush
"Junior brother, I didn't expect you to find a fragment of an immortal weapon."
On the way back, Yan Ming couldn't believe that what Ye Feng bought at Fangshi turned out to be fairy artifact fragments.
"You're not bad either. This half of the pen actually contains the method of cultivating the Soul Inscription Technique. No wonder Ding Xiao wants to snatch it from you."
After Ye Feng made arrangements for Murong Delan, he and Yan Ming rushed to the family. It was not convenient for him to stay in Qincheng for the time being. First, the Yuan Dynasty royal family was still searching, and second, the Fu Lu Guild was scheduled to conduct an assessment test in half a month. , it was still early, and Yan Ming planned to come back first to learn the Soul Inscription Technique.
Yan Ming's eyes lit up when he heard the Soul Engraving Technique.
"Then thank you, junior brother. If it weren't for you, Ding Xiao would have taken half of this away."
The two of them talked as they walked. This three-day trip to Qincheng was truly thrilling.
"Murderous!"
Ye Feng suddenly froze his body and found murderous aura overflowing not far away, as if someone was waiting here.
"Junior brother, what happened?"
Yan Ming immediately became vigilant. Seeing Ye Feng's very solemn look, something must have happened.
"We were ambushed!"
Ye Feng's consciousness circled around and found that they were trapped in a small encirclement.
"Is it Tianyimen?"
Yan Ming immediately thought that Ding Xiao was knocked away by Ye Feng's palm for half a stroke. Later, he went to move reinforcements. Because he couldn't find Ye Feng in Qin City, he had to set up an ambush on the road.
"You're not stupid, you are indeed our Tianyimen!"
As soon as Yan Ming finished speaking, more than a dozen figures came from all directions and surrounded the two of them.
The person who spoke just now was Ding Xiao. His arm was wrapped with a bandage. His injuries had not yet fully recovered. With a gloomy look on his face, he approached Ye Feng step by step.
"Ding Xiao, this is our Tang family's territory, how dare you run wild here!"
Yan Ming became more courageous, and the two sides started to argue.
"Kill you, who knew we were here!"
Ding Xiao flicked his fingers and looked indifferent. This place was still far away from the Tang family. Even if they were killed and dealt with, the Tang family would not be able to trace them.
"You mean, if we kill you, Tianyimen won't be able to trace you, is that what you mean?"
Ye Feng's eyes swept around, and he had a panoramic view of more than a dozen people, including two at the sixth level of Shenwu, six at the fifth level of Shenwu, and two people who were at the peak of the fourth level of Shenwu.
"It's a joke. You think you two can kill us all. Don't overestimate your capabilities. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, we may be merciful and give you a way to live."
Ding Xiao seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. With so many of them, even the seventh-level Shenwu would be afraid of three points, let alone two ants of the fourth-level Shenwu.
The other disciples of the Tianyi Sect sneered. It was undoubtedly a fantasy and an idiot's dream to rely on just the two of them to kill all of them.
Ten people, seven men and three women, all with sarcastic expressions, bursts of sneers, and sarcastic expressions on their lips.
Facing the ridicules and sneers from all around, Ye Feng and Yan Ming looked at each other, then nodded, seeming to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.
"Are you going to fight alone or together?"
Ye Feng always had a faint smile on his face. No matter how the other party mocked, sneered, or disdained, he could never change Ye Feng. He always gave people a feeling of spring breeze, but also made people tremble.
"To deal with you, I don't even bother to join forces together. You two go and take off their heads!"
The two disciples of the sixth level of Shenwu, both at the early stage, had an eye-higher aura and waved their hands towards the three people around them, killing Ye Feng. Three people were enough.
His tone was as calm as a ruler. It seemed that in their eyes, Ye Feng was already a corpse.
"Junior brother, be careful!"
Watching the three people approaching,
Yan Ming actually stepped aside and left the open space to Ye Feng.
"Afraid of death!"
Seeing Yan Ming jump out of the battle circle, the three people approaching him sneered, thinking that Yan Ming was greedy for life and afraid of death, leaving Ye Feng to fight alone.
In response to the sneers and ridicules of the three people, Yan Ming did not change his expression at all, as if he had already thought of it.
"Boy, kneel down in front of me and kowtow to me a few times, and I will make your death more comfortable!"
After mocking Yan Ming, the three of them looked at Ye Feng with sneers, as if they were examining a dead person.
"Noisy!"
With a cold voice, Ye Feng has already taken action, like a flash of lightning, he directly draws out his sword, and a brilliant sword light cuts through the sky, which is very dazzling.
"Puff puff!"
The three heads flew up directly. The fifth level of Shenwu was no longer able to pose any threat to Ye Feng. Although Ye Feng's realm had not improved, the Vatican Rebirth Curse purified his true energy several times.
Whether it is the use of martial arts or the speed of body movements, they have been greatly improved.
Everyone was stunned. Ye Feng, who seemed to be the weakest, actually killed three Tianyimen disciples in this way.
When they came, they were still skeptical about Ding Xiao's words. Their arms were broken off by one palm, and the opponent was at least around the sixth level of Shenwu.
At this time, after seeing it with my own eyes, I believed that Ye Feng's strength was completely inconsistent with his realm.
"With this level of cultivation, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me."
Ye Feng's tone was very cold. He looked at the three corpses lying on the ground without even looking at them.
The sword-drawing technique coupled with the Tianxie sword technique becomes more and more powerful. This Tianxie sword technique is made for killing people. Coupled with the magical speed of the sword-drawing technique, it can be said that no martial arts technique can resist Ye Feng's sword.
To kill, one sword is enough!
"Looking for death, you dare to kill our disciples of Tianyi Sect!"
The others were furious and surrounded Ye Feng. They no longer mocked him, but showed solemn expressions. None of them could see clearly the sword strike just now.
In addition, Ye Feng was very straightforward in his actions, with almost no sloppiness. When they took action, the killing sword had already made thousands of changes, locking every step they could move.
"It's a joke, if I don't kill them, why are you waiting for you to kill me?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.
The remaining seven people looked at each other, no longer lingering, and each drew their weapons. Ye Feng gave them a strong pressure. Two Shenwu Sixth Level attacked on both sides, which could limit the speed of Ye Feng's attack.
The seven people took action at the same time, the clouds shattered, the void was torn apart, and seven incomparably terrifying air waves rolled in, swirling around the endless divine clouds, accompanied by bursts of thunder, with an aura that could destroy the heaven and the earth.
The seven people joined forces and were really worthy of Ye Feng. Suddenly, the pressure increased, and the terrible fluctuations of Gang Qi almost knocked Ye Feng away.
The power like a flood beast destroyed the laws above the void, crushed the endless white clouds, shook the backbone of the sky, and the earth began to sink.
Yan Ming, who was standing aside, was suffocating and felt like he couldn't breathe, but he didn't dare to get too far away and held something tightly in his hand.
The seven people joining forces are no longer as simple as the sixth level of Shenwu. They are comparable to the attack of the seventh level of Shenwu. In addition, they are all the proud sons of Tianyi. Their background is self-evident. The terrible pressure can tear Ye Feng's body apart at any time.
An extremely dangerous aura slowly enveloped his heart. If he faced five fifth-level divine warriors, Ye Feng was absolutely sure to kill them, but that was not possible now. There were still two sixth-level divine warriors to restrain them.
These people obviously planned to kill them in one fell swoop without giving them a chance to fight back.
"Weng!"
Under the aura of death, Ye Feng's eyebrows suddenly moved, and the Eyes of the Heavenly Witch cracked open little by little when Ye Feng was in crisis of life and death.
The moment the celestial witch's eyes cracked open, the sun and the moon surged, interpreting all kinds of heavenly secrets, as if reflecting all things in the universe, and flowing out with a wisp of blazing firelight.
At this time, if an ordinary warrior looks at Ye Feng, he will definitely feel as if he is facing an abyss, and his soul will sink into it.
At this moment, things in front of Ye Feng suddenly became extremely slow. At the same time, all the laws were stripped naked in front of Ye Feng.
Everything seems to have slowed down more than ten times, whether it is time or laws, they are crawling slowly like a snail.
He saw a ferocious smile flashing across Ding Xiao's face, as if he was seeing himself being killed.
He saw that the man with the sixth level of divine martial arts had a proud look on his face, as if all living beings should surrender at his feet.
He saw that the bodies of the three girls were full of lustful aura, and they looked like slutty little girls at first glance.
He saw...
Everything can be seen through the eyes of the Heavenly Witch, whether it is murderous intent, delusion, or soul, there is nothing to hide.
He saw Yan Ming not far away with a worried look, holding the virtual talisman tightly in his hand, ready to release it at any time. Ye Feng was dead, and there was no need for him to survive.
He saw that four or five long swords suddenly appeared at the edge of his body, and his body made an incredible movement. The sword that was thrust towards him moved very slowly against Ye Feng's body.
Ye Feng's body shuttled through various martial arts, and every time he was surrounded by dangers. The eyes of the witch seemed to be able to penetrate everything. In just the blink of an eye, Ye Feng's body was surrounded by seven people, and he shot repeatedly.
The opening time of the Eye of the Heavenly Witch is limited, and there is not much time left for Ye Feng. He must fight quickly and use his sword drawing skills to the extreme.
"Chichi!"
Two disciples of the fourth level of Shenwu had their throats sealed by Ye Feng with a sword. Under the siege of seven people, Ye Feng was still able to kill people calmly.
However, the pressure on Ye Feng increased instead of decreasing. The two disciples of the fourth level of Shenwu restricted their performance, and the remaining five were the real masters.
There is not much time left for Ye Feng. Once the Eye of the Heavenly Witch bites back, Ye Feng will even faint.
"kill!"
Ye Feng shouted loudly and raised his physical skills to the extreme. Among the five people, he fired four or five swords in a row. With the help of the Eye of the Heavenly Witch, Ye Feng jumped out of the battle circle in a tiny crack.
If it weren't for the Eye of the Heavenly Witch, Ye Feng wouldn't have been able to detect the weaknesses in their martial arts, let alone escape from the battle.
However, Ye Feng still had several cuts on his chest and back from the sword.
The threat of death had not disappeared yet. Seeing Ye Feng jump out of the battle circle, two disciples of the sixth level of Shenwu took action at the same time, overwhelming Ye Feng with a fierce momentum.
"Brother, take action!"
At this moment, Ye Feng shouted loudly, and Yan Ming, who had been waiting aside, suddenly appeared, with a yellow light flying out of his hand.
"boom!"
A huge mushroom cloud appeared, it was very scary!