After being so despised by Ye Feng, the eleven young men were immediately furious.
"Since that's the case, we're not polite!" said the young man in charge.
Ye Feng stood calmly and said with a calm expression: "Let the horse come here!"
"You dare to underestimate us!" a young man said viciously.
"superior!"
A young man with a high-level martial arts cultivation flashed and quickly flew out of the crowd. His feet kicked violently on the spot, and his body suddenly ejected like a cannonball. In an instant, he appeared a few feet in front of Ye Feng. He shouted loudly, swung his right fist, and a faint fighting spirit lingered. He punched Ye Feng's face fiercely and slammed him hard.
A strong wind blew over Ye Feng's face, his hair floated up in front of his forehead, looking at the fist that was constantly magnifying in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on his face, and his figure was still standing firmly.
"court death!"
Seeing that Ye Feng had no reaction at all, he stood there like a wooden man, and was immediately overjoyed. His right fist suddenly increased his strength, and violent fighting spirit gushed out and smashed Ye Feng hard.
The fist was close at hand, and the strong wind made his cheeks hurt. However, a faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, and he gently spit out a few syllables: "It's too slow!"
Wow! A small vortex of air appeared under his feet, and Ye Feng's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a afterimage.
"puff!"
The right fist was swung out, and the afterimage shattered like a soap bubble. The young man was shocked and had a strong look of fear in his eyes!
"careful!"
The ten young men behind roared, all of them flashed, and quickly rushed forward.
The wind sounded behind him, and the young man was shocked and turned his head subconsciously.
A faint black shadow appeared behind the young man, his right hand stretched out, and a faint fighting spirit lingered in his palm, and a palm hit the young man hard on the back.
Puff! The young man screamed and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body was blown away by Ye Feng's violent force and fell heavily to the ground, and another mouthful of blood was spurted out.
The ten young men suddenly braked suddenly, looked at the young man's miserable appearance, and swallowed at the same time. The high-level martial artist was just one move! What is the concept? He knocked down the high-level martial artist in one move. Ye Feng was just a peak martial artist, but the terrifying speed he showed was completely beyond the reach of an ordinary peak martial artist. I'm afraid even a mid-level martial artist might not be able to have such a terrifying speed.
The young man in charge swallowed his saliva and shouted, "Why are you still standing there? Get in!"
"superior!"
The remaining nine young men looked at each other, then shouted at the same time, pulled out the long sword and big sword from their waists, and rushed towards Ye Feng with flashing figures.
A young man of the first-level martial spirit level rushed to Ye Feng, raised his sword in his hand, and a faint fighting spirit surrounded the surface of the sword, cutting through the air, and suddenly stabbed Ye Feng.
A cold light flashed in the air, and the long sword was like a dragon, passing by a faint white light and stabbed Ye Feng's chest hard.
"snort!"
Ye Feng snorted coldly, and the fighting spirit in his body ran wildly, quickly gathering onto his right hand. Then his right hand poked out like lightning and grabbed it suddenly. The long sword, which was like a dragon, was tightly held in Ye Feng's hand, and his right hand flipped suddenly, and with a crisp sound, the long sword suddenly broke from the interruption, half of which fell into Ye Feng's hand.
Wow! The sound of wind on both sides sounded, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the broken sword in his hand shook suddenly, and a white light flew out from Ye Feng's hand, breaking a young man's body-protecting fighting spirit with lightning speed. The broken sword penetrated his right arm into the opposite direction.
Ah! The young man screamed, his face turned pale, his left hand tightly covered his right hand, and his body kept retreating.
The attacks on both sides were already in their bodies, but Ye Feng's figure slowly disappeared from the spot. Puff! The long sword and big sword with huge fighting spirit smashed Ye Feng's afterimage, while Ye Feng's figure appeared behind another young man and slapped it out with a palm.
Bang! The young man was caught off guard and screamed, and Ye Feng's palm hit him in the back. The crack sounded, obviously several bones were broken, and the huge force blasted him more than ten feet away, fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.
The young man whose long sword in his hand was broken was suddenly stunned, staring at the long sword in his hand blankly, his pupils were filled with fear, and he muttered softly: "Is this TMD still a human?"
"kill!"
Five or six young men roared, rubbed their bodies quickly and pounced on them. The weapons were raised, and the surging fighting spirit burst out. Each move and gesture was extremely cruel to Ye Feng's vital points.
"court death!"
Ye Feng's eyes were sharp, and his right hand stretched out like lightning. In the blink of an eye, golden light shone everywhere, and a faint golden light filled the surface of Ye Feng's right fist.
"Gold-breaking Fist!"
Ye Feng shouted loudly, ignoring the attacks of the other five young men, and his golden fists thrust at the first-level martial spirit with great momentum.
Boom! The violent wind overflowed, and the young man with a first-level martial spirit cultivation suddenly groaned, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back four or five steps to stand firm. There was a strong shock on his face, "Is this still a peak martial artist? Head-on collision is not even an early-level martial spirit! The speed is faster than the initial-level martial spirit! How can there be such a perverted peak martial artist!"
Clam! Cang! The other five young men were very happy when they saw Ye Feng not resisting their attacks. The weapons in their hands increased their strength and slashed them violently. But to their surprise, the sound of gold and iron clashes kept ringing, and the black clothes were torn. Five swords only cut a short scar on Ye Feng's body, and blood overflowed from it.
"snort!"
Ye Feng snorted coldly, his fists came out together, and a faint golden color filled the surface of his fists, hitting the chests of the two young men!
Crack! The sound of the ribs breaking, the two young men sprayed a mouthful of blood at the same time, and were knocked away screaming.
The remaining three young men woke up like a dream, and at the same time they were shocked to retreat.
Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly, he sorted out the black clothes on his body, and said lightly: "Is this your strength?"
Gudu! The young man in the lead stood foolishly, looking at Ye Feng with horror in his expression, his open mouth and chin fell to the ground, and he could no longer close it.
Six or seven young men were lying on the ground, screaming non-stop, very miserable. Including the person Xiaoqian was injured, there are only four young men intact now.
"Senior Brother, what should I do?" A young man swallowed and looked up at the young man in charge.
The young man in charge looked at Ye Feng in fear: "How is it possible? How can a mere peak martial artist be so strong?"
Ye Feng said with some regret: "If you face an ordinary peak martial artist, you will naturally let you ravage it."
"What a pity!" Ye Feng shook his head and smiled, "I am not an ordinary peak martial artist! So, you need to pay the price for your arrogance."
"We deserve to be a genius disciple of Qingyun Sect!" The young man led the army said with a gloomy expression: "We remember Ye Feng from Qingyun Sect!"
"Let's go!" The young man in charge suddenly turned his head and said to the others.
The young people with mild injuries helped those young people with severe injuries and were about to leave one by one.
Ye Feng smiled coldly and said lightly: "Did I tell you to leave?"
"Ye Feng, what else do you want?" A trace of fear flashed in the young man who led the lead, and the rest was looking at Ye Feng in fear.
"What do I want?" Ye Feng smiled faintly and looked at Xiaoqian and said, "Your life and death are up to her!" The beautiful little beauty and Xiaoqian at least helped Ye Feng and Yu Fengwu, so Ye Feng must pay back the favor.
Xiaoqian hesitated for a moment, looked at the miserable eleven young people, and finally shook her head and said, "Ye Feng, let them go!"
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Get out!"
When he heard this, eleven young people were ashamed and left quickly as if they were amnesty.
"Sister Xiaoqian!" The charming little beauty gave Xiaoqian a blank look and said, "You are too soft-hearted! To deal with such a person, breaking his hands and feet is the best punishment!"
Xiaoqian smiled charmingly: "Are I okay now? Let me forgive me if I have to! Forget it, I won't meet again in the future."
"Um!" The beautiful little beauty nodded.
Yu Fengwu came to Ye Feng's side and asked softly: "Ye Feng, are you okay??"
"It's okay!" Ye Feng smiled with his teeth, with only a few shallow wounds on his body, and a trace of blood was overflowing, which had no effect on Ye Feng.
The beautiful little beauty of fox came over and looked at Ye Feng curiously and said, "You are so awesome! How can a peak martial artist be so powerful? And what's going on with your body? I think that thick skin can be compared with the iron armored rhino!"
"I am a warrior who practices physical body and fighting spirit!" Ye Feng smiled.
"No wonder!" The beautiful little beauty covered her cherry lips and exclaimed: "It turns out she is a dual cultivator with physical body and fighting spirit."
"You know this dual cultivator, too?" Ye Feng said unexpectedly.
"Well!" The beautiful little fox nodded and said, "Because the continent where hundreds of races are prevalent on the western continent, on the western continent, many races can transform into human forms after reaching a certain level of cultivation and start practicing physical and fighting spirit together, so there are many dual cultivators in our continent, but..."
The beautiful little beauty tilted her head and said, "They all seem to be as powerful as you!"
"So that's the case!" Ye Feng nodded thoughtfully, smiled, and then said, "You should find the pendant in the white-eyed demon tiger's body first!"
"Yes!" Xiaoqian also came over and gently tapped her head.