Deep in the back mountain, there are towering ancient trees.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the occasional chirping of birds, adding to the depth.
"Ouch——"
Suddenly, two shrill wolf howls broke the tranquility, echoing in the valley, making people's hair stand on end.
Ye Feng followed the sound and saw not far away, a young man wearing the outer attire of the Tianji Sect was being forced back by two huge monster wolves.
The young man's face was pale, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
On his left arm, there was a bone-deep wound, and blood was pouring out, staining half of his clothes red.
"Damn it! At this time..."
The young man gritted his teeth, a trace of despair flashing in his eyes.
He waved the long sword in his hand desperately, trying to drive away the demon wolf, but it seemed that he was unable to do so.
The two demon wolves cooperated tacitly, one on the left and one on the right, constantly attacking him.
"Roar!"
One of the monster wolves rushed forward, opened its bloody mouth, exposed its terrifying fangs, and went straight to the young man's throat.
The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body instinctively leaned back, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.
But another demon wolf took the opportunity to pounce from the side and clawed hard at his chest.
"It's over!"
The young man's heart felt cold, as if he saw himself being torn into pieces.
This feeling is like standing alone on the edge of a cliff, with an abyss beneath your feet and a beast approaching behind you. There is no way to retreat and nowhere to escape.
Suddenly, he saw a figure appear in his field of vision.
It is Ye Feng.
"Senior brother, save me!"
The young man shouted at the top of his lungs as if he had grasped the last straw.
But when he saw Ye Feng's cultivation clearly, the fire of hope that had just been ignited in his eyes was instantly extinguished.
"Third level of Qi training? Lower than me..."
He laughed miserably, what is this? Did God send him to die with him?
Despair drowned him like a tide. What was more terrifying than death was knowing that he would definitely die, but still watching helplessly as his hope was shattered.
In desperation, the boy rolled around like a donkey and avoided the attack of the demon wolf.
Rolled to Ye Feng's side.
Ye Feng looked relaxed, even with a somewhat cynical smile.
He walked forward slowly and looked at the two demonic wolves.
"Tsk, tsk, these two beasts are quite fat."
The demon wolf seemed to feel Ye Feng's contempt and was immediately angered. They gave up on the injured boy and instead targeted Ye Feng.
"Ouch!"
The two demon wolves roared at the same time, and their four green eyes stared at Ye Feng, as if they were looking at a delicious meal.
"Come on, little darlings."
Ye Feng hooked his fingers, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed an evil smile.
He thought to himself: It’s time to try my hand at you.
"Roar!"
The two demon wolves could no longer hold back and rushed towards Ye Feng.
The demon wolf on the left jumped up high, opened its bloody mouth, and took Ye Feng's head straight away.
The demon wolf on the right is running fast close to the ground, its claws grabbing at Ye Feng's lower body.
"Too slow."
Ye Feng shook his head, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
Just when the two demon wolves were about to pounce on him, he moved.
His figure flickered and disappeared instantly.
"Shua——"
A faint star flashed past, almost too fast to catch.
That is the source of star power!
The two demon wolves jumped into the air, a trace of confusion flashed in their eyes.
"Bang! Bang!"
Immediately afterwards, two dull crashes sounded.
From the perspective of the injured disciple, he only saw Ye Feng's figure flashing, and then, the two ferocious demon wolves suddenly flew out.
The demon wolf hit two thick tree trunks hard, making a "clicking" sound.
The tree trunks shook violently and leaves fell one after another.
They fell heavily to the ground, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.
Their heads were twisted at a strange angle, and they had obviously died from broken neck bones.
"This...how is this possible?"
The injured disciple was stunned, his mouth opened in an O shape.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
A guy at the third level of Qi training actually killed two demon wolves at the seventh level of Qi training with one move?
"Senior brother...you...how did you do it?"
He asked stammering, looking at Ye Feng with eyes that had changed from initial disappointment, to shock, and now to admiration.
Ye Feng clapped his hands and said with a relaxed expression:
"It's nothing, I just moved my hands casually."
He walked to the disciple, squatted down, and checked his injuries.
"The injury is not serious, but fortunately, it did not hurt the vital part."
Ye Feng took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a few pills, and handed it to the disciple.
"Eat this, you can stop the bleeding and heal your wounds."
The disciple took the elixir and said with tears of gratitude:
"Thank you, brother, for saving my life! Brother, it is a great kindness that I will never forget!"
Ye Feng waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. Be careful in the future and don't be so unlucky again."
"Senior brother, you... are you really at the third level of Qi training?"
He still couldn't help asking, with a tremor in his voice.
"What do you think?"
Ye Feng smiled faintly and did not answer directly.
The ambiguous attitude made him even more unpredictable, and the disciple felt that he was even more unfathomable.
He really couldn’t figure it out, but he didn’t dare to ask any more questions for fear of offending this mysterious senior brother.
"Brother, you are so awesome! My name is Lin Chen, and I am an outer disciple of the alchemy room. If you need help in the future, just ask!"
Ye Feng shrugged, with an indifferent expression, "What are you doing here alone?"
Lin Chen replied: "I'm here to find the magic grass for making alchemy."
"Oh... let's go back to the sect." Ye Feng turned around and walked towards the sect.
"Okay, okay."
Lin Chen quickly followed and looked at Ye Feng's back, his heart filled with awe.
......
Tianji Sect, Outer Gate Hall.
Ling Xuzi stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed, and his face so gloomy that it could drip water.
"Where did that brat go? Didn't you let him go to the outer gate to get some exercise?"
He was so angry that his beard stood up.
"Master, please calm down."
Besides, a young man wearing a blue robe cautiously advised.
"Junior brother Ye Feng... he may have been delayed for something."
"Delay? What could be more important than the outer sect competition?" Lingxuzi snorted angrily, "I think he was too playful and didn't take my words to heart!"
"This..."
The young man was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
"Wait for him to come back and see how I deal with him!"
Lingxuzi walked away, leaving the young man with a look of helplessness.
The next day.
Ye Feng, who was scolded by Lingxuzi, was punished by sweeping the alchemy room.