“Woo woo….”

After Xiaoyin came to Ye Feng's side, his head rubbed against Ye Feng's legs, and he made waves of low sounds from time to time, as if he was seeking credit.

After seeing this scene, Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, took out a piece of the flesh and blood of a ninth-level ferocious beast and threw it.

The silver wolf picked up the flesh and blood, ran to the car, lay there and started eating.

"Uncle Li, let's go!"

Ye Feng walked to the dead Blue-eyed Green Wolf King, grabbed the body and put it in Li Changfu's car, and said to Li Changfu.

"Okay, okay, go, go..."

After hearing Ye Feng's words, Li Changfu said restraintly, especially when he saw the silver wolf eating next to him, his heart trembled secretly.

The others didn't dare to say a word, so they quickly packed up and started rushing to the road.

In the days to come, even Li Changfu did not dare to talk to Ye Feng, and Ye Feng was very helpless about this. Although he chatted with Li Changfu from time to time, Li Changfu was very restrained, which made Ye Feng lack the interest in speaking.

Two days later, the convoy entered the Tianlan Country.

The border city is a big city near the border of Tianlan Country. The caravans have to rest here. After entering Tianlan Country, they are relatively safer. After all, there are official roads along the way.

"Uncle Li, I'm leaving..."

When their convoy entered a post station, Ye Feng said to Li Changfu.

"Ah! Lord Ye won't go to Lanshui County?"

Ye Feng's pet is so powerful, let alone him? So Li Changfu also changed his name to Ye Feng. Ye Feng persuaded him twice, but there was no effect. He had no choice but to worry about these things.

"I won't go back for now. It's rare to come out once and go around!"

"Yeah, that's fine!"

When Li Changfu heard that Ye Feng was not following them, he let out a long sigh.

When they are with warriors like Ye Feng, they are under even greater pressure, for fear of accidentally offending such a person. At that time, it would be a disaster for the family to be destroyed!

"Uncle, I'll give this blue-eyed green wolf to you. It's considered a troublesome road trip along the way!"

Ye Feng glanced at the body of the Blue-Eyed Green Wolf King thrown in the car and said to Li Changfu.

"It's not possible, Lord Ye, I must not. If it weren't for you, we might have turned into corpses now!"

Li Changfu naturally didn't dare to ask for it. The value of this thing was as good as the value of their truck of goods, not to mention that Ye Feng saved their lives.

"Uncle Li, I'm useless to this thing. If you don't want it, I can only throw it away!"

The corpse of the second-level ferocious beast really does not have much effect on him. You should know that the material of any ferocious beast in his ring is dozens of times the value of the entire corpse.

"this……."

"Okay, Uncle Li, don't refuse. These are ten Qi Condensation Pills, which are my gift to your son. I wish him to become a warrior as soon as possible!"

When Li Changfu gave him money and asked him to follow the caravan, Ye Feng had already made this plan.

Lord Ye….

"Okay, Uncle Li. These things are nothing to me..."

Li Changfu wanted to say something, but Ye Feng stopped him. After putting the porcelain bottle in Li Changfu's arms, he turned around and left the post station.

Ye Feng came out of the post station and went straight to the Alliance of Random Cultivators.

After more than a year and a half, Ye Feng was also anxious to go home, and major forces such as the Random Cultivator Alliance had flying beasts for rent.

These methods are unique to the major forces such as the Random Cultivator Alliance, and even those aristocratic families do not have this kind of strength.

Moreover, the price of this kind of bird rental is very expensive and is not something that ordinary warriors can enjoy. For Ye Feng, this is nothing. In the past year and a half, Ye Feng only had the materials in the ring, which was of great value, not to mention that the four true warriors contributed a lot of wealth to him.

The Alliance of Random Cultivators has a large house in the central area of ​​Biansai City.

When Ye Feng came here, it was extremely lively, with countless warriors coming and going, and even Ye Feng saw warriors of level 7 or 8 coming in here.

You should know that the seventh and eighth level warriors are already top-notch in Qingshuang City, but they can be seen everywhere here.

After Ye Feng entered the branch of the Free Cultivation Alliance, he caught his eye with a lobby the size of a football field. There were many tables and chairs in the center of the hall. Many warriors sat on the tables and chairs and drank and chatted, while more warriors gathered by the surrounding walls, looking at some wooden signs hanging on the walls.

This was his first time in the Random Cultivation Alliance, so he also looked around.

"At 80,000 taels, I want to buy a fourth-level spiritual herb, white ink grass!"

"Please escort the Yinfeng Canyon with a team of 5th-level warriors!"

"Sold the location of the seventh-level ferocious beast Fire Spirit Beast!"

………………………………………………

Ye Feng looked at the wooden signs hanging on the wall, and the wooden signs were filled with various tasks written on them.

And those warriors on the seats were discussing transactions, and even bargaining was not a small number.

After seeing these, Ye Feng also knew why the Alliance of Cultivators is the largest organization in the mainland. This is a trading distribution center, which can be said to provide great convenience for the warriors of cultivators.

After all, there are too few geniuses in this world, and most of them are ordinary warriors. The combat power of these warriors may not be very strong, but they have a massive base of personnel.

"Boy, give it!"

While Ye Feng was looking at these tasks on the wall, an arrogant voice rang out from him.

After hearing this voice, Ye Feng frowned slightly, and the tone of the man spoke made him very unhappy.

"Didn't you hear it when you let you go?"

The owner of this voice, a middle-aged warrior with two scars on his face, saw Ye Feng not moving, and a trace of indifference flashed through his voice.

After saying that, the scar man reached out and grabbed Ye Feng's shoulder and pulled him back hard.

"Um?"

But when he pulled Ye Feng backwards, Ye Feng's figure did not move at all, which made him stunned.

"snort!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed the hand on his shoulder, and grabbed it hard, and a miserable scream suddenly came from the mouth of the scar-faced warrior.

quiet!!!

When the scream sounded, the entire alliance hall suddenly became quiet.

It is absolutely forbidden to take action here. This is provoking the majesty of the alliance, but now a sudden scream sounds, and naturally everyone is quiet.

"hiss……"

When the people in the hall saw the scene of Ye Feng, they couldn't help but take a breath.

The Scar Warriors and the others naturally knew this. It can be said that this Scar Warrior is very famous in the Biansai City's loose cultivator alliance. This man is not only capable, but also a domineering person here. The Scar Warrior himself is an eighth-level warrior. In the Biansai City's loose cultivator alliance, few warriors who are better than him appear, so he naturally developed his habit of being arrogant.

Of course, there are many true warriors in the border city, but in the lobby of this scattered cultivator alliance, true warriors and ninth-level warriors rarely appear. They have a special reception room, and generally eighth-level warriors rarely appear here, because the tasks here are not suitable for warriors above the eighth-level and above.

But the Scar Warrior is different. He often hangs around here, so he naturally becomes the king here.

Usually, these warriors dare not speak out. After all, as casual cultivators, they have no power and their cultivation is not as powerful as the scar warriors. Of course, they can hide if they can.

But now such a person has been dealt with by a young man? You know. This young man looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, so he has dealt with an eighth-level warrior so simply? The eighth-level warrior is not a big cabbage. Even in the sidewalk city, the eighth-level warriors are all high-end combat power.

How dare they believe this?

"waste!"

Hearing the Scar Warrior screaming like a pig, Ye Feng pushed the Scar Warrior, and the Scar Warrior suddenly stepped back five or six steps and sat on the ground.

"ah!!!"

The scar warrior sat on the ground. His face turned into a pig's liver color, and an angry roar came out of his mouth. Ye Feng's words of waste made him want to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

"Boy, I want you to die!" As a bully here, he was now being dealt with by a young man, especially after seeing the gloating eyes in the eyes of those around him, he made him even more embarrassed and angry.

"Get out! Otherwise you won't mind killing you!"

Ye Feng didn't even look at the angry Scar Warrior, but just said coldly.

"Ah! Die!"

The scar warrior suddenly became angry when he heard Ye Feng's angry shout. He shouted loudly, with a trace of yellow light on his hands and a heavy breath, slapped Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng looked at the palm that turned into a cushion-sized palm and slapped it with no movement. When the others saw this scene, they immediately exclaimed.

The eighth-level warrior had a full palm, and the young man couldn't even hide. "Are he scared by this palm?" These people thought of it one after another.

When the Scar Warrior saw Ye Feng not dodging, he showed a hint of joy on his face. In his opinion, Ye Feng was also frightened by this palm. How could a 17 or 18-year-old boy have seen such a formation? If he hadn't been careless just now, he would probably not be restrained by a young man. Now he has his full force to attack this young man, naturally, is not his opponent.

Seeing the palm slapped, Ye Feng never even looked at him. In Ye Feng's eyes, this was just a clown.

Looking at Ye Feng who was unprepared, the smile on the Scar Warrior's face became stronger and stronger.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the smile on the Scar Warrior's face disappeared, and a trace of shock appeared on his face. It turned out that when his palm slapped Ye Feng, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and he slapped out a palm indifferently, facing the Scar Warrior's palm.

"Bang!"

When the two palms intersected, a sound of thunder suddenly came out, and the Scar Warrior "dengdeng..." took five or six steps back, "Puff..." and vomited blood. (To be continued...)
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