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Chapter 1111 Black Tiger

The meridians are blocked, because of the damage to the dantian, although the energy that can be provided at this moment is only about the three levels of innate level, it is enough to deal with such products.

Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly and he let out a breath slowly.

Seeing that the iron rod that was slashing from his head was only two feet away from his head, Ye Feng suddenly exhaled and shouted softly.

He raised his right hand up, and five slender fingers poked out, and he had already pinched the black iron rod that was smashed down with the fierce wind in the palm of his hand.

"Um?"

The rude and strong man's heart suddenly jumped, and a bad premonition suddenly arose.

Almost at the same moment, a cold snorkeling like thunder rang out deep in the strong man's mind.

"Hmph, you're lucky. I, Ye Feng, have just arrived. You must be familiar with this world as soon as possible, otherwise..." As the cold snorting disappeared, the strong man only saw Ye Feng stretching out his other hand and slapped his head very quickly.

A handful.

"ah!"

A scream of pain came from the spot.

The moment his palms contacted the other person's head, Ye Feng attached his mental power to the Yuanli and sent it into the other person's brain together.

The strong man only felt that his head was about to explode. He fell to the ground in pain and twisted his body, and the energy in his body could not be raised at all.

At this moment, only one thought flashed through his mind, "I've suffered!" Then his neck tilted and his eyes turned white...

After the strong man woke up and his brain regained control of his body, he was completely stunned when he opened his eyes.

He fell to the ground, and the young man with only the third level of innate cultivation was sitting leisurely in front of him.

At this moment, the young man had changed his clothes in ragged clothes. The clothes he wore on him and the storage ring he was playing with gave the strong man a very familiar feeling.

It seems...it's all my own.

After robbing for decades, all your wealth is in this storage ring.

"Damn it!"

The strong man got up and subconsciously wanted to grab the storage ring in the other party's hand, but suddenly remembered what had just happened and immediately sat back with a weak energy.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, kicked him, and said in a faint voice: "Let go of your soul, let me make a mark, and from now on, be my slave..."

"You dream! Want to let Master Hu listen to you? Is it possible?"

"Yes, this place should be quite remote, so I will search the soul directly..."

Ye Feng's voice fell into the strong man's ears and made him shudder. From the perspective that he was used to robbing and killing, it was very clear that the young man in front of him did not say it lightly, but only a few words were made.

, but when doing things, you will never be merciful.

In an instant, the strong man was almost regretting his intestines.

How could I meet such a tough character? I have to do anything after taking a few sticks on my own, but I have nothing to do?

And if he listens to his meaning, he knows how to search the soul and engrave the soul mark. Obviously, his mental power is even stronger.

How could such a person appear in the wilderness in a torn dress?

If I had known that this person was so awesome, I would have traveled as far as I could, and I would never have provoked him.

Alas... Forget it, it's better to live than to die.

Although the strong man has never experienced the consequences of being searched for his soul, he has never heard of it. It is said that he is still lucky to become a fool. He usually has a "bang" and his head explodes like a watermelon.

So, after a while, the famous robber Tiger Master within a radius of 100 miles squatted beside Ye Feng with a bitter look on his face.

With a smile, Ye Feng's face turned paler than before.

Although the Dantian was seriously damaged, its mental power was still strong. However, it was still a bit difficult for Ye Feng to engrave the soul mark. If this strong man had not been scared and was able to do it well, it would not be possible to succeed.

Looking at the dark and strong man squatting in front of him, Ye Feng did not feel as if he was a "bad person" at all, but instead showed a smirk, feeling a sense of relief.

This person who is not familiar with the place must find a leader.

"Don't be so depressed and unlucky. Being able to follow me is a blessing from your front half of your body..." Ye Feng said.

His secret technique of controlling the strong man was born in the Soul Yuan Blood Hall, one of the branches of the Demon Sect. It is extremely exquisite. It can not only directly take away the other party's life, but also torture the soul of the controlled person. It can be said that once it is in the other party's soul, it can be said that it can be used to take away the other party's life.

The inscribed mark is never possible unless the mental strength can surpass the controlled person.

The strong man scolded Ye Feng to the eighteen generations, but he did not dare to show any resentment on his face and was submissive.

"Let's talk now, what's your name?"

"Yelu Hu..."

"Yelu Hu? The name is too difficult to pronounce. I will change your name for you. From now on, you will be called... Heihu." Ye Feng frowned and said coldly at him.

What is the name of Yelu Hu from the whole of Africa?

"Black...Black Tiger? Why do you think it's like the one I raised next door when I was a child..." The strong man touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

"What? Don't want to?" Ye Feng curled his lips.

"I'm willing...you're happy to call it anyway..."

Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Heihu, let me ask you, why did you do something like killing and robbing?"

Heihu looked at Ye Feng helplessly, "In our Tianqi County, a little warrior like me who is free from school can do this if he doesn't do this? Besides, this industry is a huge profit, and you're lucky, kill someone.

Fat sheep can work hard for decades less…”

"Hehe, I'm going to hide it from my son. Just need to collect hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to buy a sect and become a disciple of a sect with sects. At that time, who else in Tianqi County dares to do so?

Master Hu...You are like a man, you can follow Master Hu, and I am also very popular and spicy…”

The more he speaks, the higher his temperament and the louder his voice.

Ye Feng looked at him with a smile on his face.

This silly big man's personality was a little happy and soon got rid of his decadent state. Perhaps he had planted a mark in his soul, which made him completely accept his fate.

"By the way, young master, you are so strong, you can't be... a disciple of the sect?" Heihu said with a high spirit for a while, and suddenly seemed to remember something, looking at Ye Feng with a puzzled look on his face.

Although his new master's cultivation is two levels weaker than his, his methods are simply weird. Not only can he knock him down without any effort, but he can completely control his soul?

Such a method is incredible and I only saw it in my life. Could it be that he was a child of a sect from Tianqi County who came out to practice?

Fortunately, I can't beat it myself.

If it is really a seedling who has come out to train in the sects and is inexplicably slaughtered by himself as a fat sheep, then it will be a big problem.

With this thought, Heihu couldn't help but start to be grateful, and his eyes looked at Ye Feng also became extremely respectful...


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