Chapter 22: Not giving face

"Little waste, are you really different?" A fat figure slowly emerged from the woods not far away, with a sneer on his face, staring at Ye Feng in front of him. Situ

"Zhao Tianle?" A strange color flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

The stalker behind him could actually be Zhao Tianle?

It turned out that Zhao Tianle was reprimanded by the owner of the village and planned to invite shopkeeper Zhang back early this morning. Unexpectedly, he accidentally saw Ye Feng entering Fangshi Street and selling medicinal materials at "Baicao Lu". He was not an idiot. After thinking about what happened before and after the contact, he guessed that Ye Feng might have a big secret hidden in him, so he followed him secretly regardless of his identity.

"Little waste, where is Zhao Hang? Where are Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong? And how did you get those elixirs! Tell the truth, and this deacon might consider sparing you a life!"

Zhao Hang has disappeared for many days, and Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong have disappeared again. The disappearances of these people are all related to Ye Feng. If Ye Feng really has a secret, maybe these three people have...

His face turned dark and a haze formed.

However, Zhao Tianle did not associate the strange thing like the failure of "Qi Ning Powder" with Ye Feng. After all, it was too incredible.

"Deacon, you seem to miss them very much?"

Facing the look on the other person's face, Ye Feng was noncommittal and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Be bold!"

Groan...

Zhao Tianle snorted coldly, danced his sword, and stabbed out.

The three-foot long sword was like a dragon coming out of the sea, stabbing Ye Feng's chest with a harsh whistle, as fast as lightning.

There is no doubt that he has no patience to continue talking to Ye Feng. For Zhao Tianle, as long as he takes Ye Feng down, no matter how many secrets he has, he will spit it out.

If it were Ye Feng before yesterday, he might really be in a hurry when faced with Zhao Tianle's sword, and his legs might be cut off by his sword.

But at this moment, Ye Feng is no longer Wu Xia Amon.

"The momentum is good, but unfortunately, the speed is too slow!"

He shook his head and dodged the sword's edge in a flash, leaving a faint afterimage behind.

"Exchange realm?"

Zhao Tianle's pupils shrank.

"Little waste, I didn't expect you to advance to the blood-changing realm. It's even more impossible for me to let you go. Today, you can't escape death." The inner energy in his body was running, and he stamped his feet suddenly, flying like a sharp arrow. came out, the sword shadows all over the sky shot towards Ye Feng.

This sword was unleashed, and the shadows of the sword completely blocked Ye Feng's forward and retreat routes.

"My move 'Sword Shadow Demonic Dance' is a middle-level Huang-level martial arts skill. How can you dodge it?" Zhao Tianle sneered.

laugh!

The air was instantly pierced, and white sword shadows layered on top of each other, blocking the void.

"Break it for me!"

Ye Feng showed a hint of sarcasm, and punched out with both fists in succession. The powerful fists hit the sword shadow, shattering all the sword light in the sky with a devastating force.

boom!

The sound of air bursting continued, and strong energy swept everywhere, causing sand and rocks to fly.

"How is it possible? Even though I only used 70% to 80% of my strength, it's not something that a trash who has just entered the blood exchange realm can easily resist."

Zhao Tianle's expression changed and he began to pay attention.

How did he know that Ye Feng's "King of Beasts Fist" was a Xuan-level boxing skill, especially since Ye Feng had already practiced the first move to the level of Xiaocheng, and because the Evergreen Veins had swallowed up a lot of elixirs, regardless of strength or speed, Ye Feng is even more powerful than Zhao Tianle.

"Take my sword again! Sword Light Meteor!"

This time Zhao Tianle used all his strength and flew up.

The dazzling sword light pierced the air, shooting down to the ground like a meteor. A majestic blood energy was mixed in the sword light, and its momentum was like a rainbow.

"The bull is lying down!"

Ye Feng suddenly turned around and punched Zhao Tianle directly in the head from top to bottom. He was fast and powerful, making it difficult for people to guard against him.

Zhao Tianle was shocked. He felt like he was drilling under Ye Feng's fist. This punch made a whistling sound and was very powerful. Even if he could penetrate Ye Feng's body with a sword, he would definitely be hit in the head by his punch.

Damn, who am I, and who is Ye Feng?

Why should you die with him?

He stopped his offensive, turned his stabbing into defense, and raised his sword to block Ye Feng's fist.

There was a hint of ridicule at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and a punch fell from the sky, which was devastating. There was a crisp sound, and the long sword in Zhao Tianle's hand was hit by Ye Feng's fist, and was smashed into two pieces like rotten wood.

puff……

This punch not only broke the sword, but also left a powerful blow, severely scratching Zhao Tianle's shoulder. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough and turned his head to one side at the critical moment, breaking the sword in his hand might have severed his own. neck.

"Ah...how could you, how could you be so strong? Also, what move did you use just now?"

With a shrill scream, Zhao Tianle was directly pressed to his knees by the vast force, and the rocks on the ground were shattered.

Drawing a sword at the peak of the Blood Exchange Realm and using middle-level yellow-level martial arts to deal with the unarmed Ye Feng, he never expected that he would be easily defeated by Ye Feng and suffer heavy injuries.

"Zhao Tianle, your evil days are over. I will send you to see Zhao Huo and the others..." Ye Feng said with a hint of solemnity in his tone and his voice was cold.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to be so forbearing. I, Zhao Tianle, regret that I didn't kill you in the bud." Zhao Tianle barely raised his head, with boundless hatred in his eyes.

The conflict between the two is irreconcilable. When Ye Feng comes to this other world, the first person he must kill is Zhao Tianle.

Ye Feng would never let him go. With a shake of his fist, he was about to hit his top door.

With this punch, not to mention a person's head, even a piece of bluestone would surely be shattered into pieces. But at this moment, a loud shout came from not far away, "Wait!"

"Ye Feng, Zhao Tianle is certainly wrong, but his surname is Zhao, and he is the steward of my Zhao family. You, can't kill him!"

A figure appeared, with a face full of arrogance. Even when he was pleading for Zhao Tianle, his voice was full of finality.

Of course Ye Feng knew this person, it was the young master Zhao Lun.

Because they were about the same age, Zhao Lun and Ye Feng were childhood playmates, but since Ye Tian disappeared and Zhao Dapeng took power, their relationship faded. In recent years, Zhao Lun has become a high-ranking young master. He usually doesn't even pay attention to Ye Feng. He even pretended not to see it when he saw people from the Zhao family beating and humiliating Ye Feng a few times.

If there was no connivance of Zhao Lun and his son behind him, how could the people of the Zhao family bully Ye Feng so unscrupulously?

"Why?" Ye Feng looked at Zhao Lun and said almost word by word.

Zhao Lun, who was standing opposite him, had a sullen look on his face. He obviously hadn't thought about "Ye Feng not giving him face". Then, he saw Ye Feng kick Zhao Tianle in the chest and send him flying.

"I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart even if I kill him a hundred times!"

With a loud shout, Ye Feng raised his palm and attacked continuously!