Chapter 1113 Blood Dragon Banner and Giant Spirit Sword Sect

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Before they could return to Starlight City, Ye Feng and the others were blocked by seven or eight warriors in different costumes.

These seven or eight warriors are all scumbags in cultivation. The highest one is only at the eighth level of innateness, and most of them are only at the fourth or fifth level of innateness. But looking at their arrogant appearance and the way they walk, an unreasonable person would think that all of them are. A strong person in the king realm.

It's as rampant as an octopus.

"Huh? Two small miscellaneous fish?"

"These two people came from the direction of Baihu Mountain. Their identities are suspicious. Maybe... they are the fish that slipped through the Baihumen..." One of them, a man wearing a black shirt with a red ferocious dragon embroidered on the chest, pointed. Ye Feng and the others said with evil eyes.

"The sect ordered us to seal off the four sides to prevent the White Tiger Clan disciples from escaping. If we encounter suspicious people, we must first arrest them and torture them."

The warrior with the broad and long giant sword on his shoulder, who had the highest cultivation level, nodded and stretched out his hand to surround Ye Feng and Heihu with his men.

"Young... Young Master, you are the outer disciples of the Blood Dragon Banner and the Giant Spirit Sword Sect..." Hei Hu showed fear on his face and followed Ye Feng timidly.

"Explain to them that we are not disciples of the White Tiger Clan and have nothing to do with the White Tiger Clan." Ye Feng said lightly.

Just a few Xiantian stage warriors.

Although Ye Feng's Yuanli cultivation at this moment is only at the third level of innate strength, he can defeat an innate warrior with just his physical strength. No matter how many levels in the innate stage, he can never be his opponent.

"The disciples of the sect have always been unreasonable. They must have seen that you and I are not high in cultivation and took the opportunity to extort money. No... why not, give them some benefits and let the matter go."

"Are you rich?" Ye Feng looked at him with a half-smile and asked.

"Me? Where is it? And my storage ring, haven't you already taken it away from me..." Heihu said with a sad face.

"That's fine!" Ye Feng smiled, turned to look at the giant sword warrior who looked at him with disdain, and said calmly, "Everyone, we are not disciples of the White Tiger Clan, nor are we from Baihu Mountain."

"You say it's not true? Who do you think you are?"

"It's just that...even though I'm not wearing Baihumen clothes, it doesn't mean that I'm not from Baihumen. Unless...you take out the storage ring to cooperate with our inspection. If there are indeed no objects related to Baihumen inside, it may be able to prove it." Your identities."

The giant sword warrior smiled evilly and waved to Ye Feng, and several people next to him also showed evil smiles.

"Is it that simple?" Ye Feng took out Black Tiger's storage ring with a smile, as if he didn't see through their evil intentions.

This storage ring is just an ordinary Xuan-level spiritual weapon, but it contains all the belongings that Black Tiger has robbed for decades. Ye Feng has already counted them, and there are about a million low-grade spiritual stones.

A fifth-level innate person could accumulate millions of spiritual stones, which was very difficult at least in Yuanwu Continent.

"Young master, no... no, if you give it to them, you won't get even one of your hairs back..." Seeing Ye Feng's action, the entire black face of the crying Black Tiger turned green.

"No. I believe that there are still a lot of reasonable people in the world. If someone is unreasonable, then I will naturally...teach them how to be reasonable." After saying that, Ye Feng threw it away without hesitation. The ring was thrown over.

"Why……"

The black tiger on the side let out an extremely depressed sigh.

Half a lifetime of hard work, meat buns beating dogs, is gone.

Young Master... you don't know those people at all, and you actually want to reason with them? If reasoning is useful, why should we practice martial arts?

Isn’t it just to learn martial arts so that you don’t have to reason?

At this moment, Heihu felt that Ye Feng, a young man who had appeared out of nowhere, was even more stupid than himself.

Ye Feng on the side seemed not to notice Black Tiger's contempt. The old god stood looking at the giant sword warrior who took the storage ring, with even a hint of a smile on his face.

"What a fool."

"If we meet more of these idiots every day, we will get rich... Tsk, tsk, there are millions of spiritual stones in a garbage storage ring. This kid has a good fortune..."

Several warriors belonging to the Blood Dragon Banner and the Giant Spirit Sword Sect gathered together and began to carve it up.

Ye Feng has been watching quietly.

After they had finished their meal, these seven or eight people stopped talking about the White Tiger Gate and were about to leave.

Ye Feng took a step forward, stopped in front of them, and asked indifferently: "Have you checked? There is nothing from Baihumen, right? Now return the storage ring to me!"

"Fuck! You're such a fool, you don't know what's good or bad!"

One of the fifth-level innate warriors had a flash of anger on his face, and slapped Ye Feng unceremoniously: "Get away, believe it or not, I will kill you..."

Ye Feng smiled coldly and was too lazy to talk nonsense. The figure stepped forward quickly and punched out his fist.

This innate fifth-level warrior only felt a shadow flicker, and then there was severe pain in his chest, and an overwhelming force knocked him into the air.

"Pap..."

The body fell heavily and hit a rock a few feet away. The man's chest bones were broken, his internal organs were shattered, and he was directly killed by Ye Feng's punch.

"Bang bang bang bang..." Several loud noises were heard again, and except for the giant sword warrior, all the remaining six people were knocked away by Ye Feng.

The six disciples belonging to the Blood Dragon Banner and the Giant Spirit Sword Sect were either dead or injured, and none of them could stand up.

After finishing all this, Ye Feng said coldly: "I just said that if you are unreasonable, I will teach you how to be reasonable."

After seeing Ye Feng's methods clearly, the giant sword warrior showed a look of deep fear on his face.

There was only a young warrior with the third level of innate talent in front of him, and the strength he displayed was incredible. He could easily defeat six people, and his strength was definitely not inferior to his own.

His eyes flashed, and after thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "My friend, we are from the Giant Spirit Sword Sect and the Blood Dragon Banner. You have to understand that from today on, there will be no White Tiger Gate in Starlight City, only the Extreme Fire Castle. If the three sects, Giant Spirit Sword Sect and Blood Dragon Banner fail to understand the current situation, they will definitely die."

Ye Feng shouted coldly: "Don't you think it's a little late to talk about this now?"

The expression of this innate eighth-level warrior suddenly changed. His cultivation was four or five levels higher than Ye Feng. Although he felt that Ye Feng was a bit strong, he was not afraid.

Hearing this sentence, the man said in a cold voice with a cold expression: "It is indeed too late. Those who beat up the Giant Spirit Sword Sect and the Blood Dragon Banner deserve death!"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "You'd better take care of yourself. I hope you can block my punch?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure flashed, and Ye Feng had already punched out.

This punch uses the "Li Gong Fire Fist" in the Shifang Bagua Fist. The fist contains a surge of heat, instead of just being punched casually like just now.

Facing Ye Feng's fist, the innate eighth-level master of the Giant Spirit Sword Sect hurriedly drew his sword. He only felt that he had fallen into a furnace of flames. His heart was horrified, and he felt that he could not face the enemy at all.

It was not until this moment that he discovered that the young man with low cultivation in front of him was actually far stronger than himself.

But at this time, it was obviously too late to regret...