Yang Xiaobao reacted quickly and held the flying sword in his hand.
He activated his spiritual energy and instilled it into the flying sword. Suddenly, lightning lights on the sword's body shone, and lightning burst into pieces, turning into a thunder and lightning blade.
"Go!" Yang Xiaobao shouted softly.
In an instant, the lightning blade tore through the sky and swept towards the subordinates.
A scream came, and blood splattered everywhere the lightning blade passed, screaming in pain.
In a moment, Jiang Ling's subordinates were slaughtered.
Jiang Ling was left alone, with a pale face as pale as paper.
Yang Xiaobao took a step forward, and the flying sword in his hand was spitting out lightning.
He grinned and said, "Old thing, let me die!"
The flying sword pierces Jiang Ling's chest.
"What kind of baby is this?" Jiang Ling widened his eyes, in disbelief.
He is a master of the ninth level of Qi training, but he can't resist the attack of an ordinary soldier?
He is dead.
The body fell to the ground, turned into a piece of coke, losing its vitality.
"Hahaha! It's finally done." Yang Xiaobao was ecstatic.
He rushed over excitedly, took out a cloth bag from the storage ring, pulled out Jiang Ling's storage ring, and carefully investigated.
Sure enough, three jade talismans were found in it.
"This is a treasure. With it, it will be much safer when you experience it in the secret realm." Yang Xiaobao said excitedly.
Zhao Feng glanced at him and did not take action to snatch him.
After all, he can't use these three jade talismans.
"Hmm? And?" Yang Xiaobao's eyes were sharp-eyed and he turned out a wooden box in Jiang Ling's clothes.
Opening the wooden box, Yang Xiaobao was stunned.
A spiritual herb lying in the wooden box exudes a strong aroma of medicine.
"Fifth-level mid-grade 'spiritual grass', Biyun ginseng?" Yang Xiaobao was shocked.
This precious spiritual herb is basically unavailable in Heifeng City. Because it is too scarce and only exists in the secret realm.
“Huh?”
Suddenly, Yang Xiaobao discovered a piece of jade.
The jade is crystal clear and contains traces of spiritual charm.
Very abundant spiritual energy.
"Gathering Jade!"
Yang Xiaobao was shocked again. This piece of jade is more precious than the green cloud ginseng.
Spirit-gathering jade is one of the raw materials needed to make magic circles.
Yang Xiaobao took out the jade and carried it close to his body. Suddenly, his pores were relaxed, and the spiritual energy in his body rushed into the Dantian and poured into the spiritual sea.
This is the gospel of cultivation!
Yang Xiaobao was overjoyed and hurriedly ran the "Story of Refining the Gods" to greedily absorb the spiritual energy scattered from the spirit-gathering jade.
He roared, sat cross-legged, practiced his skills, and started practicing.
On the other side, Zhao Feng opened his eyes and looked deep, "Is anyone who dares to break into the forbidden area?"
His eyes looked at the valley, and his mood was quite complicated.
In the valley, there is a huge ruin hidden.
However, this ruin seems to be in a deep sleep, and no creature can get close to it when it enters the valley.
"No matter what, we will deal with the Jiang clan first." A cold light suddenly appeared in Zhao Feng's eyes.
Then he stepped towards the village.
The villagers had long been frightened and collapsed on the ground.
When they saw Zhao Feng walking towards them, they all showed fear and trembling all over, wishing they could run away immediately.
"Don't kill me. I'm willing to give me all my wealth!" a strong man begged.
"Yes, we are willing to surrender! We only ask for mercy on my life." The other people were also panicked.
Yangjiazhai is already poor and has no oil or water to squeeze.
"It's too late!"
Zhao Feng said lightly.
The next moment, a dagger stabbed in from his waist and abdomen and stabbed out from his chest.
Zhao Feng raised his right foot and kicked the strong man suddenly on the belly, kicking him ten meters away, breaking two tree trunks as thick as a bowl.
Everyone in Yangjiazhai took a cool air.
They didn't expect that this young man was so cruel.
"I'll say it last time and hand over your spirit stones. Otherwise, you all will die!" Zhao Feng's eyes were cold, and he looked around, his voice was cold.
This sentence is like a curse.
Everyone in Yangjiazhai took out the storage rings and presented them.
After Zhao Feng collected the spirit stones, he left Yangjiazhai.
Although there are more than twenty people in Yangjia Village, there is no pressure for him.
His current goal is to find the spiritual spring.
As for these ants, it is not a problem.
Yangjiazhai is very close to the entrance to the secret realm.
Half a day later, he came to the entrance of the secret realm.
Suddenly, the earth shook.
Yang Xiaobao's face changed slightly.
The entrance to the secret realm has been opened.
In the dense forest, a group of monks flocked out and rushed towards the entrance of the secret realm.
The strength of this group of monks is extremely weak, only a few have reached the Qi training stage, and the rest are all the Qi Condensation Realm.
This state of mind cannot enter the secret realm at all, it is just a delivery of vegetables.
"Walk!"
Yang Xiaobao did not hesitate and quickly entered the secret realm.
When he entered the secret realm, he felt as if he had entered a unique world.
A cold cold current instantly enveloped him.
A giant tree was frozen into hard icicles.
Yang Xiaobao shivered and sweated all over.
This secret realm is really weird.
Just as Yang Xiaobao was about to fly with the air, a ball of fire suddenly slashed through the void and hit his chest hard.
Yang Xiaobao was directly bombarded and smashed several ancient trees to stabilize his body.
"Who?" Yang Xiaobao gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, "Which turtle attacks me? Get out!"