A piercing sound of gold and iron!
The disciple’s sword broke at the sound!
The tip of the Star Thunder Sword remained strong, instantly piercing through his protective aura and piercing his shoulder!
"Ah!"
The screams rang out, the disciple's body shook violently, blood spurted out, and the sword technique in his hand suddenly stagnated.
As soon as he stalled, there was immediately a flaw in the operation of the entire Five Elements Killing Formation! The balance between the five elements was broken, and the sword energy that was originally flowing smoothly became stagnant and chaotic for a moment.
"Now!"
Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and his figure was like a dragon swimming through the chaotic sword energy, the Star Thunder Sword in his hand never stopping.
Poof! puff!
The other two disciples responsible for water and wood attacks did not even have time to react before they were approached by Ye Feng. One had his throat slashed and the other had his heart pierced!
In just a few breaths, the Five Elements Killing Formation was broken! Three Wanjian Sect disciples were killed or seriously injured instantly!
The remaining two disciples were so scared that they were scared to death. How could they dare to fight again? They looked at Ye Feng who looked like a murderous god in horror, turned around and wanted to escape.
"Want to leave?" Ye Feng snorted coldly and flicked his fingers.
Phew! call out!
Two sharp fingers flew through the air and hit the two disciples precisely in the back. The two men groaned and fell to the ground, lifeless.
From Ye Feng's counterattack to the end of the battle, the whole process was lightning fast and clean.
The originally menacing Five Elements Killing Formation evaporated into nothing in the blink of an eye, leaving only five cold corpses lying in the snow.
Hu Yanchen’s pupils suddenly shrank outside the formation, with a look of horror on his face!
He never imagined that the Five Elements Killing Formation that he was so proud of would be broken so easily by Ye Feng! And still in such a short period of time!
After Ye Feng killed five people, he did not stop, and his eyes were directly fixed on Hu Yanchen, whose expression changed drastically.
"Now, it's your turn." Ye Feng shook off the blood on the Xing Lei Sword, pointed the tip of the sword at Hu Yanchen, and spoke in a calm tone with murderous intent.
Hu Yanchen’s face was gloomy. He stared at Ye Feng, the shock in his heart could not be greater. This guy's strength is more than one level stronger than last time! Seven levels of foundation building? How is this possible?
"It seems that I still underestimate you." Hu Yanchen slowly pulled out the sword from behind.
It was a silver-white, high-grade divine sword with a long and narrow blade, exuding a faint cold air. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, a sharper and purer sword intent rose into the sky, causing the surrounding wind and snow to stir.
"But, so what?" Hu Yanchen's eyes rekindled arrogance and confidence, "They are just trash, and I am Hu Yanchen! Innate sword body, cultivation has broken through to the first level of Jindan!"
"Today, I will let you see what a real sword is!"
Before he finished speaking, Hu Yanchen moved!
His figure disappeared instantly, and the next moment, an extremely fast silver sword light pierced Ye Feng's eyebrows!
Ye Feng was also shocked. Hu Yanchen's sword is indeed much stronger than those five trashes just now! As expected of an innate sword body, his understanding and application of the sword are far beyond those of the same level.
But he still refused to retreat.
The Xing Lei Sword lay horizontally in front of him, and the sword light was restrained.
Hu Yanchen's body swayed, and the sword light was like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating into every hole and attacking Ye Feng from various tricky angles. Each sword strike was as fast as lightning and extremely cruel. The sword moves were continuous, as if a silver blade storm had been set off.
The dense sound of gold and iron echoed across the ice field. The figures of the two people moved quickly, collided, and separated in the wind and snow. The sword light flashed and the energy overflowed, cutting the surrounding ground into ravines.
Hu Yanchen's eyes flashed with crazy light, "Ye Feng, you are indeed qualified to be my opponent! But that's it!"
He took a step back suddenly, raised the silver sword high in his hand, the sword's body glowed brightly, and a terrifying sword intent began to gather.
As he shouted, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the sword in his hand, turning into a brilliant silver meteor, with an unrivaled momentum that cut through the sky, and crashed down towards Ye Feng!
This sword is infinitely powerful!
Ye Feng took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body poured into the Star Thunder Sword without any reservation.
Ye Feng's figure did not retreat but moved forward, facing the bright silver meteor, and waved the Star Thunder Sword in his hand!
"First level of golden elixir? Is that all you have?"
Ye Feng's voice reached Hu Yanchen's ears.
"Impossible!" Hu Yanchen's pupils shrank suddenly and his mind was shaken.
How could the other party escape so easily? This body technique... is definitely not something that a foundation-building monk can possess!
At the moment when Hu Yanchen lost his mind, Ye Feng was already approaching.
There is no earth-shattering momentum, no gorgeous and dazzling light and shadow.
Only one sword.
A simple yet unpretentious sword that reaches the extreme.
The horror on Hu Yanchen’s face has not dissipated, and his eyes are full of disbelief. He lowered his head and saw a thin line of blood spreading from his neck.
"You...you..." He wanted to say something, but found that he could only make a whooshing sound from his throat, and his vitality quickly faded away like a tide.
Plop!
Hu Yanchen’s body fell straight down, his eyes wide open, and he refused to close his eyes. He never understood until his death why a monk at the seventh level of foundation building could kill him, a golden elixir monk, so easily.
Ye Feng put away his sword and stood up, spotless.
He didn’t even glance at Hu Yanchen’s body, but glanced at the corpses of Wanjian Sect disciples on the ground with an indifferent expression.
Ye Feng never shows mercy to his enemies. Since the other party wants to kill him, he must be prepared to be killed in return.
He walked to the bodies of Hu Yanchen and others, and quickly took off their storage bags one by one.
After scanning with his spiritual consciousness, he found that the things inside were pretty good, especially as Hu Yanchen was a golden elixir cultivator and had quite a fortune. He had spiritual stones, elixirs, several good refining materials, and a basic sword art from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat, let alone this is a fat mosquito." Ye Feng muttered and put away all the trophies.
Especially Hu Yanchen’s high-quality magic weapon long sword. Although he can’t use it himself, he can sell it for a lot of spiritual stones.
After doing all this, Ye Feng looked up to the sky further north.
There, it is covered with ice and snow, and the chill is even worse, as if it is connected to the end of the world.
He took out the map he bought in Frozen City and carefully identified the direction.
It is marked on the map that to go to the Wanzai Xuanbing area, you need to pass through a dangerous area called "Snowstorm Forest". Not only is it shrouded in powerful ice storms all year round, but it is also home to many powerful monsters.
Put away the map, Ye Feng no longer stayed, his body turned into a stream of light, and galloped away in the direction shown on the map.
The further north you go, the lower the temperature becomes, and the sky and the earth are vast, with white snow and rugged glaciers as far as the eye can see.
Ye Feng used his spiritual power to form a light shield on his body to resist the pervasive cold.
"This damn place is definitely not for humans." Ye Feng couldn't help but complain.