Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 323 Peak 4

"Friend Zhang, don't waste your words on him, just kill him!"

Fan Yao made a hand gesture, and the sword in his hand spun around, and he slashed towards Ye Feng with lightning speed.

Zhang Ji was not polite either. He made a hand gesture and the long sword in his hand emitted a black light and instantly attacked Ye Feng to kill him.

Just when the two thought they could easily take down Ye Feng, Ye Feng's body flashed with golden light and he threw out several consecutive punches.

Two bang sounds were heard!

The long knives and swords that were attacking Ye Feng were immediately knocked away by Ye Feng's fist shadow.

"Body Refining Monk!"

The two were shocked when they saw this.

"You two have good eyesight!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly. With his level of cultivation, killing the two was as easy as crushing two ants. However, in order not to reveal his identity, he only used the first three levels of the Vajra Sutra, hoping to kill them.

"Even if you are a body cultivator, so what? You are only at the tenth level of Qi Refining!"

Zhang Ji's body was emitting a dark light. With a flick of his hand, the long sword suddenly grew in size and instantly turned into a giant blade about four or five feet long.

The giant blade hummed and slashed towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng lightly tapped his feet, flew into the air, and punched the giant blade.

Boom...!

Click...!

The giant blade shattered immediately.

Zhang Ji spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Impossible, impossible! I am at the twelfth level of Qi Refining!"

Zhang Ji looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhang, this kid is a bit weird. I'm leaving first..."

Fan Yao seemed to have realized something. It was definitely not an ordinary person for Ye Feng to injure Zhang Ji, who was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, with his cultivation at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

He was only at the eleventh level of Qi Refining and could not keep up with Ye Feng's opponent, so after thinking for a moment, he came up with a quick idea, and in a flash he jumped onto a flying sword and fled into the distance.

"Fan Daoyou...you...you actually watched someone die without helping..."

Zhang Ji looked in the direction where Fan Yao escaped and spat out blood in anger again.

"Zhang Ji, go to hell!"

Ye Feng took a step forward, his body burst out, and he swung his golden fist and smashed it hard into Zhang Ji's chest.

Zhang Ji still wanted to block the punch, but it was of no use.

Bang!

Ye Feng's punch hit Zhang Ji's chest with great force, leaving a huge bloody hole in his chest. Blood spurted out. Zhang Ji screamed and was blown away, crashing into a big tree behind him and dying.

This operation sounds complicated, but it only takes a few breaths.

When Fan Yao heard the screams, he knew that Zhang Ji was dead. He was glad that he ran fast and escaped.

But just when Fan Yao was feeling relieved, a thick and long tail suddenly swung towards him from high in the sky.

Bang!

The tail swung heavily in front of Fan Yao. Fan Yao screamed and was knocked away, hitting a big tree nearby, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, a huge triangular-headed monster snake swooped down from the sky, opened its mouth wide, and bit Fan Yao.

Fan Yao had no time to react, and with a "whoosh" sound, his head was bitten off by the snake.

Ye Feng just happened to catch up at this time.

"Yeah, Triceratops!"

Ye Feng looked at the strange snake, then at the headless corpse.

"It seems that I have been spared the trouble!"

“Hiss…hiss…!”

When the triangular snake saw another human monk coming here, a look of joy appeared on its face.

"Haha, there are so many human monks seeking death today. Looks like I'm going to go on a killing spree!"

"You beast, you think too much!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, lightly stepped on the ground, flew out suddenly, and punched the triangular snake's head.

The triangular snake let out a strange cry and pounced towards Ye Feng.

There was a loud bang!

Ye Feng's punch hit the triangular snake right between its eyebrows. The poor triangular snake had no time to react before its head was smashed and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Ye Feng smiled slightly and left.

Along the way, monsters appeared from time to time, but their heads were all blown up by Ye Feng.

The cultivation base of these monsters is not high, and the highest one is only at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage.

Before dawn, Ye Feng appeared at the foot of the thirteenth peak. Seeing that no one had come here yet, he did not rush up the mountain. Instead, he jumped onto a big tree and closed his eyes to rest.

When a ray of sunlight shone on his face, he jumped down from the tree in a flash.

At this time, many people had already gone up to the top of the mountain.

Ye Feng dusted himself off and quickly ran up the mountain.

When we arrived at the top of the Thirteenth Peak, the sun had just risen and the square on the top was already full of people.

On the high platform in front of the square, several previous Foundation Establishment cultivators were already standing there, led by the beautiful female cultivator in the purple dress.

"Congratulations to all of you fellow Taoists for successfully passing this trial! From today on, you will all be outer mountain disciples of my Xuanyin Sect."

After the female monk finished speaking, she waved her sleeves and thousands of tokens flew out.

“Each person can only choose one token, and once the token is chosen it cannot be changed.”

After hearing this, the people in the audience jumped into the air and reached out to grab the token in the sky.

Ye Feng casually grabbed a token and dropped it. He saw four big characters "The Fourteenth Peak" written on it.

"The disciple who captured the First Peak Token, follow me!"

A young man in a red robe said, and then he jumped onto a coffin and flew away.

Those who caught the token of the first peak sacrificed their own magic weapons, jumped up in a flash, and followed the young man in green robe.

Next, people from the second peak, the third peak...the thirteenth peak also left.

At this time, there was only a fat monk in a red robe and dozens of new disciples left in the square, and Ye Feng was among them.

"My name is Song Youzhuang, and I am the manager of the Fourteenth Peak. From now on, you will be disciples of the Fourteenth Peak. Follow me!"

Song Youzhuang jumped onto a black ancient sword and flew towards a mountain in the distance.

Seeing this, the others also took out their own magical weapons and followed.

Ye Feng summoned a small boat and followed closely.

About a quarter of an hour later, everyone landed halfway up a mountain that was neither too high nor too low.

Not far ahead, there is an attic with the words "Fourteenth Peak Contribution Pavilion" written on it.

Song Youzhuang called out, and everyone lined up and entered the Contribution Pavilion one by one to receive a storage bag.

“Inside the storage bag are some basic items for our sect’s new disciples. In addition to a low-grade magic weapon, there is also a basic practice method and a mission token.

This set of basic skills is called "Xuan Yin Jing". From now on, you must practice this skill and give up practicing the original skill. Otherwise, you will be expelled from the sect or turned into a corpse puppet.

Tasks will be issued in the token and must be completed on time, otherwise the spirit stones will be deducted.

"

Song Youzhuang said.

Everyone swallowed their saliva and agreed, "Yes, sir!"

They don’t want to be turned into corpse puppets!