Warriors are also human beings. No matter how high their cultivation level is or how respected their status is, as long as they do not become immortals, they cannot escape the shackles of a hundred years of longevity.
Most people work hard and work diligently all their lives, but in the end their dream of eternal life comes to nothing.
It was another quiet night. Ye Feng was practicing in his room. When the sky outside the window became dim, he slowly opened his eyes and felt refreshed.
After a while, Ling'er brought an exquisite breakfast, and Ye Feng simply ate some.
Probably because he had sobered up, Murong Qishan came to Ye Feng, his sadness disappeared between his brows, and after entering the door, he sat down opposite him.
Without Ye Feng opening his mouth, Ling'er obediently went to make a pot of tea.
Looking at the future father-in-law in front of him, who is a life and death brother to his father, Ye Feng actually has many questions in his heart that he wants to get answers to.
The fragrant tea was refreshing. Murong Qishan picked up the cup and took a sip. His eyes fell on Ye Feng and said, "I know what you want to ask."
"Can Uncle Murong tell my nephew?" Ye Feng said with a smile.
Murong Qishan did not speak, as if he was sorting out his thoughts. After a moment, he said: "When I was your age, I left Liuzhou City alone to go out to practice. At that time, I was only at the early stage of Wuzong's cultivation.
, I went out and saw the outside world, and then I realized that my cultivation level is really not worth mentioning."
"As long as you are a man, who has not been young and frivolous? Even if he suffered a lot and almost died outside, he still gritted his teeth and stubborn bones, thinking that if he didn't make a name for himself, how could he have the dignity to go home?
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"There are many young warriors who go out to practice at the age of seventeen or eighteen. I have also met many peers who share the same ideas. Maybe I am lucky. Everyone around me has died one after another, and I am the only one who is still alive.
Some of those people died in the mouths of monsters, and most of them died in the hands of other warriors."
"It wasn't until later that I met your father. The two of us went through many dangerous areas hand in hand. After a thrilling struggle on the edge of life and death, in the end we both survived and made a fortune in the Tianluo Mountain area.
He has gained some reputation and has attained the martial arts level."
Murong Qishan told Ye Feng about the past experiences he had with his father outside. It can be said that Ye Feng has a deep understanding of those bumpy and thrilling journeys.
"Later, your father and I felt that the Tianluo Mountain area was too small, so we thought about going to the wider world. At that time, we were young and did whatever we thought of. We headed north and went to the east.
state."
"Beside Qianbo Lake, your father met your mother for the first time. Brother Ye's cultivation also began to soar. As for what level he has reached, I don't know, but I am sure that he is definitely much more powerful than the so-called Martial Emperor.
, maybe he has reached the realm of Emperor Wu."
"But on the day your mother gave birth to you, several uninvited guests arrived. Brother Ye entrusted you to me as an infant. I wanted to fight side by side with him, but my cultivation is really not worth it.
carry……"
Speaking of this, Murong Qishan, who was already in his forties, burst into tears without knowing it. He drank the tea as if it were wine, slapped the table and said: "I am not afraid of death, but I must preserve my eldest brother's only bloodline, so
I took you away."
"For three whole days, I was on tenterhooks. Fortunately, my eldest brother finally came back, but from that time on, I never saw your mother again."
Murong Qishan said a lot, and Ye Feng could tell that he really regarded Ye Qin as his eldest brother in his heart. The feeling of life and death was far better than the affection between blood brothers.
"I don't know where your mother came from, or what the purpose of those uninvited guests is, but your father has been feeling very bitter for more than ten years. He went to Dongzhou, and obviously he still can't worry about your mother."
As he was talking, there were bursts of footsteps outside the room. Murong Qishan did not continue and wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves.
"Uncle lost his temper today, don't mind. When I see you, I will remember the past when I was training with my elder brother when I was young, so I will talk more."
Murong Qishan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled. Ye Feng picked up the teapot and filled him with new tea, but he shook his head, turned around and walked out.
As soon as the door was opened, Murong Yunxue happened to walk to the door. The father and daughter looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
"Girl, you have also come to see dad. Go back early and practice hard. If you become a fairy in the future, dad will laugh out of his dreams."
Murong Qishan chuckled, reached out and pinched her nose, and strode away.
Murong Yunxue was stunned. She often had her nose pinched by her father when she was a child, and she would often argue that it would not look good if she did so.
Perhaps it was because she hadn't had her nose pinched by her father for a long time, which made her feel sad for no reason. She opened her mouth to say something, but her father's back was already far away.
In this life, nine out of ten things go wrong. You are happy every day, and you are unhappy every day. Everyone knows the truth, but sometimes you still can't help but be sentimental.
Perhaps because he heard Murong Qishan talk about the past related to his parents, Ye Feng felt a little heavy. He walked over and took Murong Yunxue into his arms without saying any comforting words.
After staying at Murong's house in Liuzhou City for five days, everything was peaceful, which made Ye Feng very curious about how the people of the Tianhe Sect could be so patient.
Liuzhou City is the territory of Wanjian Sect. During this period, some masters with good cultivation would often appear in the Murong family, consciously or unconsciously paying attention to every move of his group, with undisguised alertness in their eyes.
This made Ye Feng confirm that among the three first-class sects, Wanjianmen and Tianhe sect did not wear the same pants. Wanjianmen was so guarded against him, presumably because they were worried that he would kill someone like he did in Lanzhou City.
The group was about to leave Liuzhou City for Qizhou City. Murong Yunxue was reluctant to leave, but she also knew that she would never be able to stay by her father's side like she did when she was a child.
Only a few miles out of the city, four figures appeared in front of them, the leader of whom was a middle-aged man wearing a blue gown.
Behind the middle-aged man in the blue shirt, among the other three people, two have white beards and hair and are very old. One has a goatee, and his head is also a little gray. He is probably not too young.
These four people all have cultivation levels at the peak of the Martial Emperor. They all have evil expressions, murderous intent on their faces, and cruel eyes.
More than ten meters away, Ye Feng's eyes fell on the leading middle-aged man in blue shirt and asked: "But Xu Shanhe, the headmaster of Tianhe Sect?"
"You are so impudent, junior! How can you call the sect leader by his name?" a white-haired old man shouted angrily.
The middle-aged man in blue shirt waved his hand, his face was as dark as water, and he looked at Ye Feng indifferently, and said: "You are young and have great strength, but you kill people randomly and are ruthless. If you grow up in the future, you will definitely be in trouble. Today
Xu came here not only to avenge my son, but also to personally eradicate this little scourge like you."
Ye Feng smiled instead of being angry, and said: "As expected of a sect master, he is so thick-skinned that even Taoist treasures can't penetrate him. You should know very well what kind of thing your son is."
Xu Shanhe remained calm and sneered: "You little beast, are you still justified in killing people?"
"With your son's virtue, I don't mind dirtying my hands by killing him, and you still lick your face to question me?"
Ye Feng curled his lips, and then there was a trace of anger in his eyes, and he cursed: "Your son is a little beast, your father is also a beast, and your whole family is a beast!"
Ye Feng has never been a bad person. When someone calls him a "little beast", it would really be out of character for him not to retaliate.
"Little beast, you...are looking for death!" As a sect leader, Xu Shanhe had never been scolded like this before, and his expression turned extremely ugly.
The three people standing behind Xu Shanhe are all elders of the Tianhe Sect. Different from those elders who are displayed on the bright side, these three have the cultivation level of Condensing Qi into Gang realm. The cultivation level of Xu Shanhe
Even higher, reaching the level of a half-step Martial Emperor.
The atmosphere between the two sides was tense to the extreme, murderous intent was strong, and the war was about to break out.
Murong Yunxue's face was expressionless, and she slowly raised her right hand, stroking the hilt of the long sword sheathed behind her back.
Lu Miaoshuang was still extremely nervous as before. This time the person coming back was the headmaster of Tianhe Sect. Can Ye Feng really beat him?
Suddenly, Ye Feng shook his head with a smile, curved the corner of his mouth, and said, "Do you know what it means to strike first to gain the upper hand?"
As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. He launched the Great Void Escape Technique and appeared in front of Xu Shanhe, the headmaster of the Tianhe Sect, and slapped the opponent on the head with a palm.
The speed of the Great Void Escape Technique was so fast, it was like a bolt of lightning, but after all, Xu Shanhe was only half a step away from becoming the Martial Emperor. He sneered, and his palm was like a knife, slicing towards Ye Feng's slapped palm.
Bang!
The collision between the palm knife and the palm made everyone's eardrums buzz with the sound. The power that the two exploded at this moment was unimaginable.
Xu Shanhe's figure continued to retreat backwards. The three elders behind him quickly moved their hands to hold his back, but they were still unable to resist this arrogant force. The four of them slid back together, their feet on the ground.
Several ravines with rolling earth and rocks were plowed into the ground.
This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and everyone was stunned.
Even Ye Feng himself stared at his right hand in disbelief. He really couldn't believe that his physical brute force had actually increased to such a terrifying level.
One man can't stop ten thousand men, but that's all!
The supreme physical body can conquer ten societies with one force!
The record about the completion of the supreme physical body in the Creation Chapter is not like Jiuyang's so-called method of breaking laws, which claims to break all laws. It is just a simple sentence of one force to reduce ten groups, which explains everything.
No matter how powerful and powerful your true energy is, it will still pale in comparison to the supreme physical body that can conquer ten levels of strength.
Not to mention the shock and surprise of Xu Shanhe and others, Murong Yunxue and Linger, who had been traveling with Ye Feng these days, were equally astonished.
"When he was in Yunxiao City, his strength was far from that strong. I haven't seen any improvement in his cultivation in the past few days. How did he do it?" Ling'er stared at the young man with his back turned to her.
My heart is full of doubts.
"A sect leader is nothing more than that."
Ye Feng chuckled and showed no mercy, his figure flashed again and he rushed over like lightning.
"Let's go!"
Xu Shanhe's face was stiff, he was a little unsure of Ye Feng's strength, and he immediately spread out his body skills and ran away into the distance.
"Where to go?"
Ye Feng's steps were like flying, and his figure kept disappearing. Every time he disappeared and reappeared, he covered a distance of more than ten meters.
A white-haired elder was chased by Ye Feng and felt a punch hitting his back. He immediately gathered his energy to protect his whole body.
Bang!
The protective aura was like paper, and was instantly smashed into pieces by Ye Feng's fist. The elder screamed, his back was bloody, and blood spurted out from his mouth. Before he could take two steps, he was slapped on the head by Ye Feng.
His head was torn apart, and until his death he couldn't understand why a boy of only seventeen or eighteen years old could be so terrifying.
During this process, Ye Feng's attack was far more than that. A brilliant golden light as bright as a pillar roared past, and another elder let out a scream. His head was cut off, blood spurted out, and the dead body fell to the ground.
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The golden light flew back, and the immortal-killing gourd suspended between Ye Feng's eyebrows buzzed and trembled, as if asking for credit.
Another Tianhe Sect elder with gray hair and a goatee waved his hands, and dozens of hidden weapons injected with Gang Qi flew towards him.
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!..."
Some of these hidden weapons were crushed by Ye Feng's probing hands, and some of them only spattered sparks when they hit his body, unable to shake his supreme body at all.
Whoosh!
Immortal Killing's golden light flew out, and the Tianhe Sect's elder's head was pierced, and he fell headlong into a pool of blood.