Ye Feng and He Huan drove the carriage slowly toward the outside of the Zangke Mountains.
Along the way, they once again encountered several groups of criminals who were interested in making money. However, under the restraint of the two bloody methods, no one succeeded, and no one could survive.
After carefully counting, Ye Feng and He Huan killed nearly two hundred people along the way. Such an incredible killing record made Ye Feng and He Huan's reputation as murderers spread like wildfire throughout the Zangke Mountains.
Repair the ears.
There were fewer and fewer people falling far behind the carriage.
By the early morning of the fourth day, there were only a dozen sword cultivators left behind the carriage who relied on their own strength and were still unwilling to give up, slowly following behind.
Ahead is a wide forest road. After passing this road, you have officially left the Zangke Mountains.
At this moment, in the middle of the road, a tall and slender young man wearing a sky blue robe was standing in the middle of the road holding a long sword and holding his head high.
A gust of cold wind blew, and the man's clothes and long hair were flying in the wind. The long hair hanging down his face, combined with his unique feminine temperament, made him look particularly cold.
Seeing the carriage that Ye Feng was riding in from a distance, a cold light flashed in the man's narrow eyes.
He raised his head and stared at Ye Feng, who was sitting on the shaft of the car, and suddenly there was an aura of unparalleled arrogance and arrogance rising from his body.
The breath condensed into a magnetic field with extremely strong pressure in the void, and actually formed a brief thunder explosion.
Waves of roaring sounds exploded from the void and fell into the ears of everyone around. All the sword cultivators couldn't help but shudder. It also made the horses driven by Ye Feng stop in horror.
Facing the opponent's extremely aggressive aura, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with cold light.
He can be sure that the young man in front of him is another genius he has encountered after Su Yafeng and Ye Bingqing. In terms of cultivation level alone, the strength of this man in front of him is higher than Su Yafeng, at least three
The level of a master swordsman.
"Ye Feng?" The man held his head high and looked at Ye Feng proudly.
Ye Feng sighed helplessly when he heard that the other party called him by his first name.
It is true that people are afraid of being famous just as pigs are afraid of being strong. It is obvious that this young man with considerable strength is waiting here and he should be well prepared.
"I am Ye Feng, who are you?" Ye Feng asked.
A trace of arrogance rose from the man's body. He patted the sword in his arms and said arrogantly: "Qilin Sword Jiang Ziwei."
"Qilin Sword Jiang Ziwei, this young man is Qilin Sword Jiang Ziwei." In the distance, the faces of many sword cultivators following Ye Feng and others all changed colors.
Almost everyone who is familiar with the secrets of the new sword cultivators in the Yin Shang Kingdom knows that Qilin Sword Jiang Ziwei is one of the most popular young masters in the Yin Shang Kingdom in recent years.
Unlike Su Yafeng, Ye Feng and others who were disciples of the Sword Sect, Jiang Ziwei had no family or sect, but came from an ordinary family in Qilin Town.
Jiang Ziwei made his debut three years ago and challenged all the major sects of the Yin and Shang Kingdom.
In the past three years, except for the four major sword sects that have not been challenged by him, almost all the sects of the Yin Shang Kingdom, large and small, have accepted Jiang Ziwei's challenge.
During the challenge, Jiang Ziwei won more than he lost. Even the people who defeated him were all heads of various sects. As for people of similar age to Jiang Ziwei, no one had ever defeated him.
Jiang Ziwei is a typical swordsman and a madman who loves fighting as much as his life. It is said that he once made a great wish to defeat all the young masters in the Yin and Shang Kingdom who were around twenty years old.
Although his rhetoric was extremely arrogant, no one would doubt it. Everyone knew that there were very few people who could defeat Jiang Ziwei by becoming a third-level swordsman at the age of twenty.
Jiang Ziwei approached Ye Feng, which shocked many swordsmen who didn't know Ye Feng's origin.
They had vaguely guessed that Ye Feng's identity must be extraordinary. Recalling what Jiang Ziwei said half a year ago that he would challenge disciples of the four major sword sects to duel within the next six months, those sword cultivators even vaguely guessed that Ye Feng was probably one of the four major sword sects.
People from the Sword Sect.
For those small sects or sword cultivators without any sect, the four major sword sects are definitely super behemoths.
When they thought that they were plotting against a genius disciple of one of the Four Great Sword Sects, the faces of those sword cultivators with evil intentions were filled with fear, while their hearts were full of luck.
Ye Feng had also heard of the name of Qilin Sword Jiang Ziwei, and also knew that Jiang Ziwei threatened to challenge the outstanding disciples of the four major sects.
Now that he saw Jiang Ziwei blocked in the middle of the road, he had already guessed the other party's intention.
Jiang Ziwei didn't come here for money, but for fighting. Thinking that at such a moment, Jiang Ziwei came to interfere again, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel unhappy in his heart.
"How do you want to fight?" Before Jiang Ziwei could challenge, Ye Feng suddenly spoke first.
Ye Feng's bluntness made Jiang Ziwei slightly stunned.
He looked at Ye Feng with a smile and said: "If there are no rules, there will be no end until death!"
As he spoke, Jiang Ziwei suddenly pulled out the long sword from its sheath.
The nickname Jiang Ziwei, Qilin Sword, comes from the weapon he uses.
The long sword used by Jiang Ziwei is the rare high-level sword Qilin Ya. The sword is five feet long and four inches wide, and the hilt is engraved with a unicorn pattern.
It is said that the greatest characteristic of the Qilin fang is that it can release the illusion of the Qilin when launching a sword move to attack the opponent's mind.
Seeing Jiang Ziwei pull out the Qilin Fang, Ye Feng no longer hesitated. He gently shook his hand and took the Yanbo Vast Sword, which was also a high-level sword in his hand.
The blue water mist lingers on the sword body, spiraling and rising continuously, adding a bit of mystery to the vast smoke sword.
Seeing that Ye Feng was also preparing to attack, Jiang Ziwei stopped talking and straightened up her sword and stabbed Ye Feng in the chest.
The long sword galloped, creating an overwhelming sword light and a surging sword energy frenzy.
Seeing the sword energy coming towards his face, Ye Feng did not dodge, but directly used the Water Splitting Sword Style to face the sword light in front.
The water-splitting sword style performed by the Yanbo Vast Sword is slightly inferior in terms of domineering power, but it is superior in terms of long-range and long-lasting.
With a loud bang, the Yanbo Vast Sword and the Qilin Fang collided together.
The two powerful forces collided, emitting a layer of ripple-like explosion ripples.
The powerful force acted on Ye Feng and He Huan from two sides, forcing Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei to take three steps back.
In this head-on fight, Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei were evenly matched in strength, and no one took advantage.
Realizing that the opponent's strength was not inferior to his own, Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei's bodies surged with surging fighting spirit at the same time.
The two sides went back and forth, waving their swords at each other.
In just a few seconds, the swords in the hands of the three people collided at least nearly a hundred times.
The powerful counter-shock force of the explosion forced the two of them back more than ten steps at the same time, and also caused the ground where they were standing to collapse to more than ten feet underground.
The fight between the two fell into the eyes of onlookers in the distance, and the onlookers couldn't help but stand on the spot in shock.
Half of these bystanders have been following Ye Feng these days.
They had known that Ye Feng was super powerful, but they didn't expect that Ye Feng had not used even one-tenth of his strength in the past few days of battle.
The collision of two swords alone can release the vitality that shakes the ground and collapses. How powerful this is.
Those bystanders who had the strength of sword masters were not too shocked when they saw this scene. But those sixth and seventh level swordsmen were all shocked and speechless when they saw the collapsed ground.
If they were to fight Ye Feng, not to mention fighting head-on with a sword, I'm afraid just this counterattack force could kill them in an instant.
After both sides retreated at the same time, Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei changed their attack methods almost at the same time.
Jiang Ziwei shook his shoulders slightly and arrived less than five meters in front of Ye Feng as if teleporting.
Suddenly, he threw the sword in his hand into the air and formed several seals with both hands.
"Qilin ring!" Jiang Ziwei whispered.
As the voice fell, the long sword that was originally suspended in the void suddenly released a piece of cyan light, which kept rotating around the void, forming a semicircular light shield.
Inside the light barrier, the powerful pressure made Ye Feng almost want to vomit blood. He flew back and retreated, only to find that his own speed was extremely slow under the unicorn ring.
Feeling that the long sword in the void was stabbing his face, Ye Feng's pupils suddenly shrank into needle shapes.
He fiercely raised the Yanbo Vast Sword and released a blue water light curtain.
Blue waves rippled within the halo, making waves of rising tide sounds.
Suddenly, the wave of light collided with the Qilin fang, and the two powerful forces collided, causing a violent explosion.
The air wave of the explosion directly tore through the siege of the Qilin Ring, ejecting Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei at the same time.
On the ground more than ten meters away, Ye Feng managed to get up from the ground.
Forced to suppress the blood that was about to spurt out, he raised the Yanbo Vast Sword again.
Opposite him, Jiang Ziwei, whose mouth was bleeding, looked at Ye Feng with a hint of panic in his eyes.
In the few years since his debut, he has experienced countless battles, big and small, but so far, this is the first time he has been beaten so embarrassingly when fighting against people of his own age.
Seeing the long sword in Ye Feng's hand releasing water ripples again, Jiang Ziwei gritted his teeth suddenly and faced him again with the Qilin Sword.
The two long swords collided together again, and as soon as the explosion was formed, an earth-shaking loud noise erupted from the intersection of the sword blades.
With a bang, Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei were ejected again.
The bodies of the two people fell to the ground almost at the same time. The moment they fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out from their mouths.
Behind Ye Feng, at the carriage, He Huan drew out his long sword.
Seeing He Huan wanting to help, Ye Feng shook his head decisively.
Struggling, Ye Feng got up from the ground.
The moment he stood up, he realized that the two explosions had already caused considerable damage to his lungs.
Now, the crystals in his body have become extremely dim, and the operation of the Small Five Elements Sword Formation has also become stationary.
Realizing that his vitality had become so weak, he smiled helplessly and did not use his vitality. He just staggered towards Jiang Ziwei, who was still lying on the ground.
Ye Feng believed that his vitality had dried up, and so would Jiang Ziwei.
However, due to the help of the Small Five Elements Sword Formation in his body, he persisted longer than Jiang Ziwei.
After arriving at Jiang Ziwei's side, Ye Feng suddenly rode on Jiang Ziwei's body.
Looking at Jiang Ziwei with a look of horror on his face, Ye Feng suddenly wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, then clenched his fist and punched Jiang Ziwei's face hard.