: Stop killing with killing ()

The center of the square where the banquet was held was soon vacated a twenty-foot square radius. Ye Feng and Zhao Jie stood opposite each other, while Qian Ao was watching the battle.

In Zhao Jie's words, how can he use a knives to kill a chicken? He can handle it without Qian Ao coming on stage. Qian Ao also just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to check Ye Feng's reality.

The monks were watching, and some even made a bet, but most of them were Zhao Jie winning. After all, Zhao Jie had the fifth level of Qi training, and as the young master of the Zhao family, he had a low-grade magic weapon, Qingmu ruler in his hand.

"Zhao Jie. If I lose, I can return the spirit-gathering jade. If you lose, should you pay something?" Ye Feng smiled slightly without any pressure.

"I can't lose. But for the sake of fairness, if I lose, I will give you three hundred low-grade spirit stones. You have no excuse to escape now, right? Humph." Zhao Jie said without hesitation.

"disease!"

Ye Feng was quite satisfied. He stopped talking. He raised his hands quickly, and a blue light flashed on his fingers. A little in the void, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated, and the temperature suddenly dropped. Two ice needles long as embroidered needles condensed into shape instantly. With a swish, it turned into two blue lights and stabbed Zhao Jie.

"hateful!"

Zhao Jie was shocked. He didn't expect Ye Feng to take action without even saying the word "Ask" and then took action. It was obvious that when he was negotiating the conditions, he had already started preparing the ice needle technique, otherwise he would not have condensed the ice needle so quickly.

Zhao Jie was caught off guard for a moment, and even the magic weapon Aoki ruler in the storage bag was too late to release. Fortunately, he didn't react slowly, so he rolled on the spot and finally avoided Ye Feng's ice needle.

Two ice needles flew over Zhao Jie's cheeks. The sharp and cold breath made Zhao Jie's skin hurt and his eyes couldn't help but close.

Bang!

Seeing the ice needle flying by, it suddenly burst into two ice fogs. The powerful burst sound made Zhao Jie's ears buzzing, and his mind was blank.

Before Zhao Jie could wake up, Ye Feng had already moved his body, took two steps in a row, rushed to Zhao Jie, raised his leg and kicked Zhao Jie's lower abdomen.

Zhao Jie was kicked away, and Ye Feng also jumped up and kicked Zhao Jie five times, which made Zhao Jie fly down ten feet away.

Zhao Jie was covered in footprints, especially his face, swollen like a pig's head. Fortunately, Ye Feng didn't plan to kill him and did not take all his strength, otherwise he would have died. Despite this, Zhao Jie fell heavily to the ground after falling heavily to the ground with both body and mind.

"It's true that it's vulnerable and wasted magic weapons. The head of the Zhao family, Zhao Jie is unconscious. Should you pay for this spirit stone?" Ye Feng dusted his sleeves, and said with a proud smile without looking at Zhao Jie.

"Hmph! I'm willing to accept the loss of the bet. I can't afford to lose. This is three hundred spirit stones, please take it. But you are so fierce at such a young age. If Jie'er makes a mistake, my Zhao family will never end with you."

The head of the Zhao family was extremely shocked and felt even more distressed by Zhao Jie, but it was difficult to pay the bill in public, so he could only take out three hundred low-grade spirit stones and throw them to the proud Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn't argue with the head of Zhao. He knew that the head of Zhao was just saying face. Not to mention that Zhao Jie was not a big deal, even if there was a problem, he would not blame him.

"Thank you."

Ye Feng smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, took all three hundred low-grade spirit stones and put them in the storage bag at his waist. I really have to thank the Zhao family for being able to get three hundred spirit stones so easily.

At the same time, Ye Feng's brow was shocked, and not only did he fully recover at night, but his luck also increased a lot. There were more yellow energy, accounting for almost 30%. The defeated Zhao Jie and the Zhao family monks were all affected and their luck was weakened.

"good!"

The monks watching the monks were stunned and finally reacted at this time. Who took the lead and called him "Okay", and the other monks couldn't help but cheer.

The law does not punish the masses, and they are not afraid of offending the Zhao family.

Whether Ye Feng's tactics first and his magical skills or his amazing ice needle skills, the cultivators were amazed. The last burst of kicks was even more amazing, and they were so happy! On the contrary, Zhao Jie's performance made them very disappointed and despised.

However, the real masters knew that it was not that Zhao Jie was weak, but that Ye Feng was too strong. Ye Feng used Zhao Jie's underestimation from the beginning, and with his extraordinary spell proficiency and his wit to adapt to the situation, he defeated Zhao Jie in one go.

"Qian Ao, it's your turn! Are you willing to give me three hundred low-grade spirit stones like Zhao Jie?" Ye Feng said arrogantly in the field.

"Arrogant, you dare to be proud even if you succeed in the sneak attack! I can still afford the three hundred spirit stones, but unfortunately you can't see them! Look at the sword!"

Qian Ao was furious when he heard this and shouted and jumped into the field. He learned from Zhao Jie's lesson. While speaking, he had already slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand and sacrificed a silver small sword with a flashing light, which was simple in style, and emitted a slight sword evil on the surface. The other hand was a sword pinch. He raised his hand and pointed. The silver small sword shook slightly, suddenly accelerated, turning into a sharp silver light, and stabbed directly into Ye Feng's heart.

"No, Qian Ao wants to kill someone!"

When the cultivators saw Yin Guang’s whereabouts, they immediately understood Qian Ao’s intention.

Ye Feng was calm, smiling, not afraid or panic, but his originally gentle gaze suddenly became cold and stern.

Bang!

Ye Feng had already prepared in advance. He quickly dotted and stroked his hands, and three consecutive ice needles condensed one after another, facing Qian Ao's flying sword with attack as the defense, but as soon as he touched the sword light, he was crushed one after another.

The sword light was just dimmed a little, but there was no stopping, and continued to kill Ye Feng.

Fortunately, Ye Feng was using the ice needle technique and had already rushed to the side. The sword light was blocked by the ice needle again, and the speed slowed down a lot. Finally, he wiped Ye Feng's clothes and flew over, assassinating the ground behind Ye Feng, making a loud bang, directly bombarding a large pit half a radius on the hard bluestone ground.

The difference between the level of cultivation and whether there is a flying sword is reflected suddenly.

Many monks closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at them anymore because they knew that if they continued like this, Ye Feng would soon be killed by Qian Aofei's sword.

The city lord, Ye Tianzheng and Sun Yun planned to stop him regardless of the rules. Zhao and Qian were also prepared to stop them from taking action.

"The winner has been decided, you can stop!" Ye Yuanshan, the Supreme Elder of the Ye family, shouted quickly. He was unwilling to lose a potential junior like Ye Feng.

"Go to die!"

However, Qian Ao ignored it and screamed hideously, pinched the sword technique again, attempting to control the flying sword, and attack again to kill Ye Feng. After ending the battle like this, it doesn't matter even if he is punished.

Anyway, Ye Feng is not even from the Ye family now, and according to the previous competition, he only has the fourth level of Qi training and will not have any serious consequences if he kills him.

However, at this moment, Ye Feng, who had not yet landed on the side, sneered, raised his hand and pointed, a thin light of blood flew out of his sleeve, emitting an astonishing icy aura, shooting at Qian Ao.

"Medium-grade magic weapon flying sword?"

The pupils of high-level monks such as Ye Yuanshan and Yufeng City Lord shrank, and they suddenly realized that this blood light was a magic weapon. And it was undoubtedly a medium-grade magic weapon that could exert such great power in Ye Feng's hands.

In fact, this blood light is the Blood Killing Flying Sword. Ye Feng had already hidden it in his sleeve before the competition. He deliberately did not reveal it when competing with Zhao Jie, in order to deal with Qian Ao.

However, he did not intend to kill Qian Ao, but now he has changed his mind temporarily!

In the cultivators' eyes, the blood light flew to Qian Ao at a speed twice that of the silver light. They swung around Qian Ao's neck quickly, and blood splattered. Qian Ao's head immediately left his body, with a cruel and unwilling face that had not been able to dissipate, and his eyes rolled aside with unwillingness, fear and confusion!

The headless body was the only pause, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

The silver flying sword in the pit shook twice, and finally the light dimmed. Ye Feng landed steadily, waved his hand with a expressionless face and retracted the blood-killing sword, hovering around him.

After killing Qian Ao, he had to be on guard against the Qian family's cultivator!

But he did not do it all the time. Since he had completely offended the Qian family, he had nothing to worry about. He immediately picked up Qian Ao's silver flying sword, put it in the storage bag, and took Qian Ao's storage bag on the spot!

At the same time, Ye Feng's luck in his eyebrows increased again, and the yellow energy directly exceeded half of the overall body, and the blood-colored evil energy on the edge also increased a little.

Quiet! Depressing quiet!

Except for Ye Feng who was still in action, everyone else was stunned. Including the monks of the Qian family!

"you……"

The body and voice of the Qian family were trembling. I don’t know if it was angry or painful. I raised my hand and pointed at Ye Feng. The Deyi magic weapon Golden Wind Sword turned into a golden sword light and killed Ye Feng.

"stop!"

The city lord shouted loudly, and the Dutu Sword attacked at the same time, and suddenly shook the Golden Wind Sword of the head of the Qian family, and blocked Ye Feng's blood-killing sword together.

"Qian Ao wanted to kill me, but his skills were not as good as others. He was killed by me. According to the court order, he took it upon himself and his belongings belonged to me. The head of Qian family, thinking that you have lost your son, the city lord showed mercy to you once, and I hope you will not mislead yourself!" Ye Feng was slightly shocked in his heart, but he was still motionless on the surface and said with a righteous spirit.

"...I didn't expect that I could have taken the opportunity to kill the head of the Qian family just now. Not only did I protect Ye Feng, but I also took the opportunity to further annex the Qian family! Even if I couldn't succeed, at least I could confiscate all the items on the head of the Qian family!" Lord Yufeng thought regretfully.
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