An indescribable power burst, and the vitality turned into a seed-like shape in an instant. When the sword force reached its highest point, the seed flew from the tip of the knife and shot out three meters, and exploded.
It scattered with bang.
There was a constant sound of hissing.
I saw a series of colorless energy spreading, and dozens of deep and long scratches quickly appeared on the hard rock walls in a certain area ahead.
Ye Feng, who withdrew his long sword, stood with the knife. Although his face was quiet, he was smiling bitterly in his heart: the intention of the sword was indeed limited and could not reach its peak.
Now we can only condense the seeds of knife intention, and it is still a little bit short of the level of the law like a light.
But this is not urgent.
Artistic conception is related to mood, and you cannot be impatient.
After all, my cultivation has not been completely restored, and my dantian is still damaged. It is a blessing to be able to condense the seeds of knife intention.
When your cultivation level is improved to the middle stage of the fifth level, this artistic conception law is like a state of light and will also come back...
"Um?"
Ye Feng was about to put away his long sword, but at this moment, his brows frowned slightly, and his mental power sensed an abnormality outside the cave.
"Someone is here? One, two, three...Three Masters of the Void Realm, their cultivation is about the third to fifth level of the Void Realm, and their evil spirits are revealed, and they look fierce. Perhaps, they are here to find Ning Wushu.
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"If this is true, I don't mind practicing with them!"
Ye Feng sat down leisurely and looked at the entrance of the stone cave.
Less than five breaths later, several extremely light footsteps sounded, and three figures of different heights appeared outside the cave.
"Senior Brother Ding, the aura of Senior Brother Ning that I sensed is in this cave. However, the perception is slowly fading away. Senior Brother Ning is probably...it's a lot of danger." A small, thin warrior on the left, pointed to the black paint with a finger.
Qi's cave whispered to a middle-aged man with the highest cultivation level.
"Senior Brother Ning is far more powerful than the three of us. If even he dies here, then will there be any problem with the three of us enter rashly?" The person on the far right was lying on his head, timid and afraid of death
Very good.
"You have to go in if you don't go in."
"Senior Brother Ning is the nephew of the Fort Lord. If the Fort Lord has orders, we can't find him. After we go back, we will definitely not escape punishment. Besides... Among the remnants of the White Tiger Sect escaped, Bai Susu is the only one who has the ability to kill Senior Brother Ning.
Now our three sects have cast a net of heaven and earth. Someone saw her fleeing to the direction of the county town. It was impossible for her to be still inside..."
The middle-aged man, the so-called Senior Brother Ding, nodded his head next to him.
But unexpectedly, at the end of his speech, his tone changed and he pondered: "Well, Junior Brother Zhang Meng, you go into the hole first..."
"Why am I going? Senior Brother Ding, you are the strongest, why not... go?" the timid man muttered.
"Hmph...I'm better than you, so I ask you to go, you have to go, Jijiwai, are you looking for death?"
Senior Brother Ding said angrily.
The timid Zhang Meng finally did not dare to disobey Senior Brother Ding's wishes, and walked into the cave with a last resort...
However, within ten breaths, his figure reflected back like an arrow.
"Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Chao, there are...some people inside!"
"But the master who killed Senior Brother Ning? Let's run away..." The thin and small warrior who spoke at the beginning was immediately frightened and wanted to flee with Zhang Meng.
Zhang Meng stopped in front of the two of them, shook his head and said, "No...no, no, probably not. The person in the cave is now a young man, with only the third level of the virtual realm."
"It is impossible to kill the eighth level of the virtual realm, and is also known as the genius of this castle." Zhang Meng quickly explained.
"Then why are you doing so fast?" Senior Brother Ding and the thin little man asked in unhappy.
"Aren't I reporting the situation to you two... The three of us went in together to find out the whereabouts of Senior Brother Ning..." Zhang Meng said suddenly.
"No need to trouble you... Since you don't want to come in, I can come out..."
"Also, what's Ning Wushuo's whereabouts? I can tell you for free. He has already gone to the underworld. At this time, he probably passed the gate of hell and was heading to the bridgehead of Naihe. You three are just not too long-winded and faster.
I can keep up with him and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup together..."
A voice came from the cave, and a not-tall figure slowly walked out of the cave.
His voice was dull.
However, the three of them were obviously not idiots, and they could all hear the meaning contained in these few sentences.
Ning Gongzhi is dead.
This man... even had to kill three of him.
Zhang Meng was not wrong. The other party really only had the third level of the virtual realm. He just didn't know who gave him the courage to touch the person who dared to touch the extreme fire castle...
In an instant, Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Chao, and Zhang Meng, the three of them formed a semi-encircled force and surrounded the entrance of the cave.
"Who are you...?"
"Also, do you say Senior Brother Ning is dead, what evidence is there?"
Senior Brother Ding, who has reached the fifth level of the virtual realm, had a cold face, his tone was cold, and he asked with a hint of doubt.
"Senior Brother Ding, why bother talking nonsense to him? After grabbing him, he will be questioned carefully, and everything will be revealed." Zhang Meng's eyes were fierce and shouted from the side.
Since the other party’s cultivation level is indeed only at the third level of the virtual realm, you can do it without fear.
Only seventeen or eighteen years old, even if your cultivation reaches the third level of the virtual realm, you may not have a solid foundation. Generally, such people are often as if they are just a fool. One-on-one, they can deal with each other, let alone have three people on their own.
many.
"This kid is so arrogant. Maybe he is the remnant of the White Tiger Sect. You have a little bit of a decent move. Don't kill him directly." Senior Brother Ding reminded.
"Okay, then grandpa, I will be very compassionate, just interrupting his hands and feet, and destroying his dantian."
Zhang Meng snorted disdainfully and punched him out.
Ye Feng, who walked out of the cave, also simply punched him out.
Zhang Meng showed a mocking smile on his lips. As he expected, if he punched, the stinky brat on the opposite side, who had a poor foundation, would definitely be directly beaten to vomit blood.
However, when the two fists intersected, a huge force suddenly came, rushing into his arm, shaking his entire arm and breaking it into two pieces.
Zhang Meng screamed, hugged his broken arm, and the figure retreated wildly...
Seeing that his right arm was not broken into powder, Ye Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised. Judging from his experience, the power he had just burst out reached about 50%. When he was in Yuanwu Continent, he was fighting against the ordinary three levels of the virtual realm.
It will inevitably be able to directly smash the opponent's right hand into a bloody and fuzzy ball.
However, this time, the man opposite only had his arm broken.
It seems that the strength of the Yuanwu warrior is very inferior to that of the Shenwu Continent. The same third level of the virtual realm warrior is comparable to the fifth level of the virtual realm of the Yuanwu.
Ye Feng turned his head and looked at the other two.
I have to try it again, maybe this one just now... is also a genius...