Near the exit in front of the pass, more than thirty figures appeared.
Seeing the carriage getting closer and closer, the faces of these sword cultivators holding long swords showed a trace of malice.
They are waiting here to rob Ye Feng and He Huan.
Now that the rightful owner has arrived, they no longer need to hide their tracks.
More than thirty sword cultivators surrounded Ye Feng and He Huan slowly.
When they were less than a hundred meters away from the carriage, everyone drew out their swords and rushed forward, shouting.
On the road, sword lights flew together, flashing a cold light that pierced the eyes.
Seeing that the other party didn't even say a word and rushed forward to kill him, Ye Feng and He Huan smiled coldly at the same time.
He Huan's arm flicked slightly, the long sword was unsheathed, and bursts of shining sword light were emitted.
Just like his personality, the sword light he released was equally cold. Every time the sword light fell, someone would surely fall to the ground with his throat covered.
Seeing He Huan's fierce attack, killing more than a dozen sword cultivators whose cultivation was less than that of a sword master, Ye Feng also smiled coldly.
He drew out the Lightning Soul-Chasing Sword, which was most suitable for killing people, and swiped it hard, emitting dozens of sword energy.
The sword energy roared, making a whistling sound, and shot rapidly through the air.
Every time the sword energy fell, someone would be dead and dismembered. When the sword energy dissipated, only less than five of the thirty or so people who surrounded him were left alive.
Realizing that Ye Feng and He Huan had killed more than twenty of their companions with just a wave of their hands, the remaining five swordsmen could not help but be frightened.
"Dang Cang, Dang Cang." All the long swords in their hands fell to the ground, and they all stood there like wooden chickens.
"Puff, puff..." Five dull voices sounded in succession, and the five people felt a chill in their throats at the same time, and the air in their lungs surged crazily.
Their eyes widened and they held their throats, their eyes filled with fear of death and regret for being greedy to the point of death.
The five people fell to the ground in a daze. The moment they fell to the ground, their bodies began to gradually turn cold.
Realizing that He Huan had killed all the last five weaklings, Ye Feng couldn't help but shook his head.
However, he only felt sorry for the death of these five people, but had no mercy.
He knew very well that if he and He Huan were not strong enough, these people would never show mercy when they attacked.
Behind the carriage, the sword cultivators following Ye Feng and He Huan looked at the scene of corpses in front of them, and their bodies and minds trembled with fear.
After seeing the ruthless tactics of Ye Feng and He Huan, at least half of the people were so frightened that they gave up the idea of trying to take advantage of Ye Feng and He Huan.
However, even though they saw many people die tragically, many people still took the risk to follow Ye Feng and He Huan.
These people who have seen through the true strength of Ye Feng and He Huan are all thinking about what kind of masters they need to mobilize to control Ye Feng and He Huan.
On the road ahead and behind, more and more swordsmen heard that two people were walking in the mountains carrying a carriage of belongings.
Everyone who heard the news couldn't contain their greed and rushed from all directions towards the direction of Ye Feng and He Huan.
In the dense forest in front of the carriage, more than fifty swordsmen were carefully hiding in the jungle.
Suddenly, a secret whistle responsible for inquiring about information quickly slipped back. After whispering to the leader for a while, the man carrying a bright golden sword on his back and exuding a murderous aura waved his hand and commanded.
More than fifty men quickly rushed out of the dense forest.
The appearance of the man and more than fifty sword cultivators made Ye Feng and He Huan helplessly shake their heads again.
So far, this is the fourth wave of enemy attacks they have encountered.
They didn't understand why, even though nearly a hundred people had died in the previous three waves, these people still didn't care about their lives for the sake of property and continued to come to die without hesitation.
Behind Ye Feng and He Huan, those sword cultivators who were reluctant to part with their belongings and were still following them couldn't help but gasp when they saw the sudden appearance of the man and everyone.
Just because Ye Feng didn't know the man, it didn't mean that others didn't know him.
Those who have been wandering around and exploring the edge of the Zangke Mountains all year round know that this man is the famous second-level swordsman in this area, Tan Guang, the leader of the Blood Wolf Chapter, and the sword cultivators behind him are
They are all members of the Blood Wolf Group who are the weakest and have the level of fourth-level swordsmen.
As its name suggests, the Blood Wolf Chapter is greedy and bloodthirsty. They wander around the outskirts of the Zangke Mountains all year round, not to hunt magical beasts, but to hunt specifically for sword cultivators who have gained something.
Everyone who often walks in the Zangke Mountains knows that the Blood Wolf Chapter never leaves anyone alive. Moreover, their behavior is no different from that of hungry wolves. They will never give up until they achieve their goals.
Slowly, many members of the Blood Wolf Chapter approached the carriage where Ye Feng and He Huan were.
Less than a hundred meters away from Ye Feng and He Huan, a group of archers suddenly appeared from behind the crowd.
The bow and arrow are on the string and fired instantly.
For an instant, the overwhelming rain of arrows was like locusts, covering every inch of space around Ye Feng and He Huan.
Facing the arrow attack, He Huan was about to step forward, but was held back by Ye Feng.
Ye Feng pushed hard on the shaft of the cart with both feet, and rose into the sky, waving a sword light from his hand.
This time Ye Feng used metallic energy. As the golden sword light spurted out, a golden rainbow appeared in the void.
There was a loud bang, and the golden rainbow collided with the overwhelming sword light.
The two powerful forces collided, making a thunderous roar. At the moment when the sound was heard, all those arrows were destroyed into a puddle of powder by the indestructible power of the metallic energy.
In mid-air and on the ground, there were metal scraps of different colors everywhere.
The arrows were all broken into pieces, but they still couldn't stop the sword's light.
The golden rainbow was like a half-moon, and dozens of meters of light slashed forward quickly, bombarding the archers.
"Ouch...ah..." screams kept coming from the archer's mouth.
Any archer who was hit by the light would have his body thrown away, and his body would explode in mid-air, turning into a blur of flesh and blood.
Ye Feng took action and killed more than a dozen archers, which made Tan Guang show a hint of horror in his eyes.
Suddenly, he held the sword and faced Ye Feng. The long sword in his hand also released metallic sword energy.
Unlike Ye Feng who releases the metallic energy that destroys everything, the metallic energy released by Tan Guang is so sharp that it seems to cut open the entire world.
Realizing that the other party was also using metallic energy, a sneer appeared on Ye Feng's lips.
If the other party really thinks that he can only release metallic energy, he is really wrong.
With the small Five Elements Sword Formation in his body, he can release any vitality belonging to the Five Elements without transformation.
Ye Feng waved his hand and poured the fire attribute energy into the long sword.
Suddenly, a red tongue of fire shot out from the tip of the sword and bloomed in the void, forming a red fire cloud with an area of several hundred meters.
Fire overcomes metal and can easily melt all gold and iron.
Almost as soon as the fire cloud appeared, the inseparable metal sword energy released by Tan Guang was melted by the fire cloud, losing its previous sharpness.
There was a crisp sound of "poof", and a sword light penetrated from the fire cloud and hit Tan Guang's chest directly.
Seeing that the sword energy was so fast that he could not resist it, Tan Guang, who had always enjoyed killing people, felt a chill in his bones.
He didn't expect that the feeling of death would be so terrible.
He felt that the sword energy hit his chest and then exploded in his lungs, and his mind went blank for an instant.
With a thud, Tan Guang's body fell to the ground.
The moment he died, his eyes were still wide open, full of disbelief.
What killed him was also the metallic sword energy. Until his death, he still didn't understand why the metallic sword energy he released was melted, but this sword energy could ignore the scorching heat of the fire cloud.
Tan Guang's death shattered the last remaining fighting spirit in the hearts of the members of the Blood Wolf Chapter.
I don't know who was the first to scream in surprise, turn around and run away, and then all the members of the Blood Wolf Chapter fled in all directions.
Behind everyone, He Huan looked at the members of the Blood Wolf Chapter who were about to escape, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
He jumped up and waved the long sword in his hand into the void, sending out dozens of sword flowers with a diameter of half a meter, covering all the remaining members of the Blood Wolf Chapter.
The sword light surged and turned into the death's scythe to harvest life.
Every time a sword light falls, a human head rolls to the ground.
In the end, the entire road was covered with corpses and rivers of blood.
On the carriage shaft, Ye Feng looked at He Huan who was happily killing people, and sighed helplessly again.
Even now, he also felt that He Huan's killing was a bit excessive. However, thinking of He Huan's past experiences, he didn't know how to change He Huan's temperament.
During the killing process, the sword light released by He Huan suddenly increased from three feet to five feet.
Ye Feng frowned when he realized that He Huan had leveled up in the endless killing.
He understood that He Huan was not only practicing the swordsmanship and internal skills of the Li Shui Sword Sect, but he also realized a set of skills that could be upgraded with the help of the murderous intention in his heart.
Thinking that He Huan had chosen a path with almost no return, Ye Feng's heart became heavy.
Everyone has been burdened with destiny since birth. Since He Huan's destiny is to make progress through killing, then what he does will no longer be considered wrong, but will all be attributed to the destiny that humans cannot escape.
After He Huan killed all the remaining sword cultivators, Ye Feng took out a Heavenly Spirit Pill and threw it to He Huan.
He didn't say much, and He Huan, who took the pill, also didn't say much.
The two people looked back at the distance, still unwilling to abandon their many swordsmen, and there was a trace of sadness in their eyes at the same time.
Man dies for money, and bird dies for food. Ye Feng and He Huan both know very well that with this property worth 150,000 taels of gold here, there will still not be too few killings on the road ahead.