"Brother, be careful." The female Huajian Sect disciple whose thigh was pierced shouted in shock.
Before her shout could end, she suddenly felt her eyes light up, and then saw the surface of Ye Feng's body suddenly blooming with a crimson brilliance.
Similar to the images of monsters released by the disciples of the Apparition Sect, this brilliance also carries an extremely domineering and oppressive force.
However, what is different from the phantom swordsmanship is that in addition to the pressure, the greater effect of light is to release super suction.
In front of Ye Feng, a silver-white vortex half a foot in diameter appeared.
The vortex surged wildly, releasing a strong suction force that acted on the dagger in the hand of the Apparition Sect disciple, immediately causing the dagger in his hand to stab uncontrollably towards the center of the vortex.
"Scoff" the dagger stabbed into the red vortex. The moment the dagger was completely submerged in the vortex, a thick energy flowed into the vortex along the edge of the dagger.
In front of the whirlpool, the disciple of the Apparition Sect was holding a dagger, his eyes filled with horror.
He suddenly discovered that there seemed to be an extremely weird energy at this moment, which was constantly extracting the energy from this low-level, metallic dagger. What made him feel even more terrifying was that as the energy in the dagger continued to drain, he
It was clearly seen that the tip of the dagger softened inch by inch, and finally turned into a substance like molten iron.
"Clang." The dagger with only the handle fell to the ground.
Looking at the dagger handle on the ground, the Apparition Sect disciple was completely dumbfounded.
From birth to now, he has never seen such a strange scene. He could have sworn that Ye Feng must have used some kind of evil magic to cause the dagger to melt away.
In the void, the crimson vortex was still spinning rapidly. After about half a cup of tea, the whirlpool stopped spinning and gradually disappeared from Ye Feng's body.
Seeing that the whirlpool completely disappeared, not only the disciples of the Transformation Sect were shocked this time, but the faces of the two female disciples of the Huajian Sect also turned pale.
After all, everyone present was a swordsman-level master, and they had seen a bit of the world. But even so, they still felt a sense of fear when they saw this extremely weird scene in front of them.
A low-level dagger melted away with a single gesture. Ye Feng's unique skill made the other four people feel like they were in a fog.
After the vortex was completely retracted into his body, Ye Feng opened his eyes. The moment his eyelids were raised, two rays of cold light that seemed to be real erupted in his eyes.
Under the cold light, two golden flames danced and burned. When he noticed the golden flames appearing in Ye Feng's pupils, the Apparition Sect disciple was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
"Ghost, ghost." The Apparition Sect disciple screamed miserably. For him, such incredible things can only be attributed to ghosts whose existence cannot be confirmed.
"Pfft." Just as the Transformation Sect disciple howled, the Lightning Soul-Chasing Sword pierced his back hard.
His body twitched, then turned around, looking at Ye Feng with horror on his face.
At this moment when life was passing away with the spurting blood, what the disciples of the Transformation Sect saw in their eyes was no longer Ye Feng's face, but a complete demon.
In his opinion, only demons can melt low-level swords, and only demons can have golden flames dancing in their pupils.
After the Apparition Sect disciple died, the golden flame in Ye Feng's pupils disappeared.
These two golden flames were actually the remaining energy in his body from the low-level dagger he had just absorbed.
After a short period of breath adjustment, the energy has been completely refined, and only the two flames dancing in the pupils will completely dissipate.
After pulling out the Thunder Soul Chasing Sword, Ye Feng's eyes swept over another Transformation Sect disciple named Sun Hao.
Under his gaze, Sun Hao was completely stunned. He lay on the ground, covering his thigh that was still gushing blood, and forgot to shout.
"Poof", another muffled sound sounded in the forest, and the Thunder Soul Chasing Sword was inserted into Sun Hao's chest.
On Sun Hao's chest, a pool of blood flowed out along the wound. Feeling that life was disappearing quickly, Sun Hao's pupils began to dilate, and finally became like the eyes of a dead fish, with a layer of white smoke attached.
Sun Hao died, and another disciple of the Transformation Sect also died. Diagonally opposite the two, two female disciples of the Huajian Sect were trembling, looking at Ye Feng with eyes full of fear.
They are both new disciples, but the gap between them is huge. Even the Huajian Sect disciple who was stabbed in the thigh wants to eat the flesh of Sun Hao and Sun Hao, but he may not dare to take it away as neatly as Ye Feng.
Two lives.
Looking at Ye Feng, the faces of the two female Huajian Sect disciples were also filled with panic.
At this moment, they felt that the temperature in the Silver Snow Mountain was so low that even though they were wearing thick furs, they still could not resist the biting mountain wind.
After taking care of the two Transformation Sect disciples, Ye Feng bent down and took away the green jade token and two bags of rations from the two corpses.
After putting the jade token in his pocket, tying the two bags of fried rice together and carrying it on his shoulder, Ye Feng turned around and cast his gaze on the two female disciples of the Huajian Sect.
After adjusting the breath and applying medicine just now, the wound on the leg of the female disciple of Huajianmen whose thigh was pierced has stopped bleeding.
Realizing that Ye Feng was looking at her, she struggled to stand up and wanted to say thank you, but was stopped by Ye Feng.
"There's no need to say thank you. Even without you here, these two Transformation Sect disciples must die." Ye Feng said in a low voice.
Having said this, he bent down and picked up the Bingxin jade bottle with only half of the healing medicine left on the ground, put it in his pocket, and then asked: "Do you have any food with you? If you have any, give it to me."
Facing Ye Feng's inquiry, the two female Huajian Sect disciples all opened their eyes wide in shock.
They never expected that Ye Feng would be so stingy. Not only did he take back the medicine he gave away, he even asked for food.
Although the two female Huajian Sect disciples looked down upon Ye Feng's behavior, considering that Ye Feng was their savior, they did not reveal much about it.
After a moment of hesitation, the female disciple of the Huajian Sect who had an injured leg took out a ration bag from the bag behind her.
Seeing this female disciple taking out the food, Ye Feng was not polite and took it directly, then tied it with the two bags of food rations on her body.
After getting the food, Ye Feng no longer looked at the two female disciples of Huajian Sect.
He jumped up and appeared ten meters away.
"Both of you, let's say goodbye. Please tell Mei Ting when you return, not to talk about cooperation anymore. If we meet again, both sides can win the competition with their true skills." Ye Feng said loudly.
Having said this, he no longer stayed, jumped up to the treetops, and ran towards the west as quickly as a dexterous ape.
After Ye Feng left, only two female Huajian Sect disciples and the corpses of two Transformation Sect disciples were left in the entire forest clearing.
Looking at the snow in front of them that had been stained red with blood, the two women's eyes were full of panic.
Ye Feng's act of killing two people with just one move made his image in the minds of the two girls directly transform into that of an executioner. Thinking of Ye Feng's stinginess, not even letting go of half a bottle of wound medicine, the junior sister of Huajian Sect,
There was a look of anger on his face.
"Sister Xia, who do you think this Ye Feng is? Why is he so stingy that he doesn't even let go of half a bottle of wound medicine and a few bags of food." The junior sister muttered dissatisfiedly.
Beside her, the female disciple of the Huajian Sect, known as Sister Xia, tore off a piece of cloth from her clothes, stabbed it hard on the wound on her leg, and stood up unsteadily.
"Little sister, what you said is wrong. No matter what, this senior brother Ye is our savior. He just lent me such a high-level healing medicine, which has proven that he is not a stingy person."
While talking, Sister Xia swung her sword to cut off a branch. After cutting the branch into the shape of a walking stick, she held it in her hand and walked slowly towards Lu Shi.
"In the Yinguang Snow Mountain, every grain of food and every healing medicine are extremely valuable. Senior Brother Ye's doing this proves that she is not a trustworthy person and has already begun to make complete preparations to leave the snow mountain.
"Sister Xia continued as she walked away.
Behind her, the junior sister looked at her staggering back and quickly stepped forward to support her arm.
Although until now, she still disagreed with Ye Feng's behavior, she did not make any more excuses.
Just like Sister Xia said, no matter what, it was Ye Feng who saved both of their lives. If she spoke ill of Ye Feng behind his back, not to mention that Sister Xia would not forgive her, nor would she forgive herself.
After Sister Xia left, the forest glade became quiet.
In the center of the clearing, the white snow was dyed crimson and turned into lumps of red ice under the freezing low temperature.
A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the white snow on the ground immediately started to dance.
When the snowflakes fell, the bodies of Sun Hao and Sun Hao could no longer be seen on the ground. Only a faint red color could be seen, shockingly exposed in the white snow.
In the forest, Ye Feng's figure was like lightning, galloping on the treetops one after another. The more he ran, the faster he went. Eventually, only a blue phantom could be seen above the treetops, like a flying electric snake.
, rush forward quickly.
On the way, Ye Feng was always thinking about what the Apparition Sect disciple had said. Thinking that Nie Henshui and others entered the training ground and headed straight to the west, Ye Feng couldn't help but worry.
Having seen the strength of two Transformation Sect disciples, Ye Feng was very frightened.
He found that the overall strength of the disciples of the Transformation Sect was generally higher than that of the Lishuijian Sect. If it came to fighting alone, except for the two second-level swordsmen Lang Wen and Lu Fei in the Lishuijian Sect, there was still a fight.
Apart from force, I am afraid that no one else can be a match for the disciples of the Transformation Sect.
The more clearly he saw the gap in strength between the two sides, the more anxious Ye Feng became.
He didn't know if Lang Wen and others met Nie Henshui and others at this moment. If they were really unfortunate enough to encounter them, the consequences... Ye Feng didn't dare to think about it anymore.