Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 378 Killing like hemp

Just as Ye Feng was sitting upright and practicing breathing and qigong, a figure pushed open the door of the room where Ye Feng was.

"Hehe! As expected, you are not a warrior!"

A young monk saw Ye Feng practicing breathing and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Your Excellency is here to kill me!"

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person who came.

This man was wearing a dark blue robe, he was tall and thin, with pockmarks all over his face, thick eyebrows and small eyes, looking like a smug man, and his cultivation level was at the initial stage of foundation building.

"The Jinding Sect has offered a reward of 200 spirit stones for your life. If I don't take it, someone else will. You'd better consider yourself unlucky!"

As soon as the pockmarked monk finished speaking, a white long sword flew out from his hand, and with a clanging sound, it chopped directly towards Ye Feng's crown.

Ye Feng activated the Vajra Sutra in his body, and golden light suddenly shone on his hands. He swung his fist towards the white sword.

There was a spitting sound!

The white sword was immediately knocked away and fell far away.

"Your Excellency wants to take my life, but it won't be that easy!"

"Vajra Technique! You can knock away a mid-grade magic weapon. You must have cultivated Vajra Technique to at least the fourth level!"

The pockmarked monk's face suddenly turned pale and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Nothing serious!"

Ye Feng moved his feet slightly, and in a blink of an eye he appeared in front of the pockmarked monk and punched him in the chest.

The pockmarked monk injected his magic power into his feet, and his body turned into several afterimages, and he fled downstairs.

Ye Feng lightly tapped his feet, and his body shot out, chasing after him, and caught up with the pockmarked monk in a moment.

He swung his fist and hit the pockmarked monk hard on the back. The pockmarked monk screamed and spurted out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground like a dog gnawing at food.

There was a sudden commotion in the inn and everyone fled in fear.

Ye Feng flashed to the side of the pockmarked monk, grasped the opponent's white long sword in his hand, and chopped off his head with one blow. Blood spurted out immediately, and then turned into blood mist and flew into Ye Feng's small gourd.

"Don't be afraid, you can take whatever you want from this man!"

After the small gourd absorbed all the blood mist, Ye Feng left a word and returned to the guest room on the second floor.

The people in the inn didn't care to be afraid, and rushed towards the pockmarked monk madly, grabbing his storage bag.

These people have long been accustomed to Ye Feng killing people. Once Ye Feng kills someone, they will take whatever is on that person's body.

The innkeeper made a lot of money from this and waived all of Ye Feng's expenses, just hoping that he would stay here every day.

Many people heard that they could get rich by staying in the inn, so they came to stay there one after another. Fewer and fewer people came to kill Ye Feng, but more and more people stayed in the inn to get a bargain.

Who doesn’t want to get a bargain while drinking tea or drinking wine?

A few days later, another figure came to Ye Feng's room.

This person was wearing a white robe and had a handsome face. He looked to be a young man in his twenties, with the cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building.

On the chest of his white robe were embroidered the three large characters "Yue Jian Men".

"Your Excellency is Ye Feng!"

The young man in white robe looked at Ye Feng who was practicing breathing and qi training.

"Yes, who are you? You are here to kill me too!"

Ye Feng asked with a faint smile.

"Yue Jianmen Hua Wuqing!"

The young man in white robe smiled slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Ye has become quite famous recently! I heard that you are a body-refining cultivator and have already cultivated the Vajra Sutra to the fourth level.

When one practices this Vajra Sutra to the fourth level, his strength is comparable to that of the middle stage of foundation building.

I want to know, who is stronger, the Foundation Establishment cultivator or the Body Refining cultivator! "

"Oh! In that case, there's no need to waste time talking!"

Ye Feng stood up and smiled slightly.

"Please! Show me your magic weapon!"

Hua Wudan waved his hand and a white sword appeared in his hand. This white sword was also a mid-grade magic weapon.

"I can defeat you without any magic weapon!"

Ye Feng said.

"How dare you look down on me! Show me your magic weapon, or I will defeat you unfairly!"

Hua Wuqing frowned slightly and looked at Ye Feng.

"OK!"

Ye Feng took a white long knife on the bed in his hand.

"watch out!"

Hua Wuqing chanted a spell, and the white sword in his hand suddenly flew out, then transformed into several sword shadows, and went towards Ye Feng to kill.

Ye Feng waved the long sword in his hand and knocked the sword shadows away one after another.

"cut!"

Hua Wuqing snorted coldly, and a white light appeared above Ye Feng's head and slashed down towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng swung the long sword in his hand and split the white light in half.

With a bang, the white light was instantly knocked out and returned to Hua Wuqing's hand. Hua Wuqing's body trembled slightly, flew backwards, and fell heavily on the wall behind him.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"So strong!"

"How about it?"

Ye Feng came to Hua Wuqing with a long knife in his hand.

"My friend, you are awesome! I am no match for you. I will take my leave now!"

Hua Wuqing stood up tremblingly and was about to turn around and leave.

"Huh, you want to leave like this?"

"Daoyou wants..."

Before Hua Wuqing could finish his words, Ye Feng swung the long knife in his hand. With a "puff", Hua Wuqing's arm flew out and blood spurted out. Then, streams of blood mist flew into Ye Feng's small gourd.

"ah...!"

"You...! We were just sparring, but you were so cruel!"

Hua Wuqing screamed and hugged his arms.

"Little Lord!"

"Little Lord!"

Two loud voices came from outside, and then two big men in black robes came to Ye Feng's room.

These two big men have the cultivation base in the late stage of foundation building.

"You dare to hurt our young master?"

One of the big men, without saying a word, took out a long knife from his hand and flew towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn't explain at all. He punched out, knocking the long sword away with a bang. Then he moved his feet slightly, and his body was as fast as lightning, punching the big man.

The punch hit the big man's lower abdomen. The big man screamed in pain and his body was also knocked flying, hitting the wall behind him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"The fifth level of Vajra Sutra!"

When the other one saw the golden light emanating from Ye Feng, he was stunned and didn't dare to take a step forward!

"The fifth level of Vajra Sutra!"

Hua Wuqing no longer cared about the pain and shouted in surprise.

"good eyesight!"

“Humph, even if you have cultivated the Vajra Technique to the fifth level, so what! You have injured our young master. Once the ancestor takes action, you will surely die!”

The injured man got up from the ground and said angrily.

"You talk so much!"

Ye Feng swung the long knife in his hand and slashed at him.

The injured man tightly grasped the long sword in his hand and protected it in front of him. Ye Feng's hand flashed with golden light and he slashed down with the sword.

The long sword in the big man's hand fell to the ground, his hands felt numb and he was filled with fear.

"die!"

Ye Feng swung the long knife in his hand again, and it hit the big man's neck with a "puff". Blood spurted out, and then the blood turned into countless blood mist and flew into Ye Feng's small gourd.

"I wanted to spare your lives, but this person is so ungrateful! In this case, you'd better die!"