Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 59

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"Ye Chenfeng, we can report his actions to the Tianhuo Martial House. With this memory stone, the Tianhuo Martial House will definitely uphold justice for us." Ji Qingxue felt the seriousness of the situation and said excitedly: "But now that he is dead, we are also finished. Tianhuo Wufu will never let us go."

"I hate trouble."

"And you don't tell me, I don't tell you, who knows that he died in my hands, then I will throw his body into the group of beasts to create a false impression, I think Tianhuo Wufu will not suspect us even if we track it down .”

Ye Chenfeng said calmly, looking at Ji Qingxue with burning eyes.

"But… "

"It's nothing." Ye Chenfeng interrupted her and said, "Ji Qingxue, you and I are very clear about the consequences of this incident, so you have two choices now, or choose to give up and withdraw from the Tianhuo Martial Palace assessment Safeguard yourself, or give me the memory stone in your hand, and hide this matter with me."

"But, can this be concealed?" Ji Qingxue said in a daze, "Also, Wen Feihong knows what happened here, and I'm afraid he will tell the truth."

"Wen Feihong, he was here just now!" Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly, with a serious look on his face.

"Well, he was with me just now, but because of fear, he abandoned me and ran away alone." Ji Qingxue nodded and said.

Although Ji Qingxue doesn't like Ye Chenfeng from the bottom of her heart, she has to admit that Ye Chenfeng is much, much better than Wen Feihong, at least he won't abandon himself and run away alone.

"I'll figure out what's going on with Wen Feihong. You just need to remember that once the matter is exposed and Elder Liu and the others start to question you, just pretend you don't know anything." Ye Chenfeng warned seriously.

"Then, that's fine."

Ji Qingxue didn't want to give up the chance to become a disciple of Tianhuo Martial House, so she bit her wet lips tightly and decided to take a gamble, giving Ye Chenfeng the Memory Stone.

"Okay, I'll go first, you should be more careful."

After speaking, Ye Chenfeng didn't hesitate, and left quickly with the burly man's body.

Ye Chenfeng spent more than an hour, luckily found a pack of jackals in the Ziyun Mountains, threw the burly man's body inside, and left quickly.

"Wen Feihong, this man is a big trouble."

After disposing of the burly man's body, Ye Chenfeng didn't look relaxed. Wen Feihong was like a thorn in his heart, making him a little worried.

"Well, someone!"

Just as Ye Chenfeng was thinking about how to solve Wen Feihong's trouble, a slight sound of leaves rubbing against each other entered his ears.

He raised his head slightly, and found a young man in a black robe with a straight figure and holding a spear standing on a fragile branch, looking at him playfully.

"Tianhuo Martial House disciples are indeed not simple."

Although the strength of the second-level Phantom Beast Master of the man in black did not bring pressure to Ye Chenfeng, but his lightness kung fu made Ye Chenfeng look at him involuntarily.

"Boy, it's very unfortunate for you to meet me." The man in black showed a cold smile and said, "But if you want to impress me, I can consider letting you go."

"What if I don't have any treasures and want to go there?" Ye Chenfeng sneered.

"Then see if you have the ability."

As he said that, the man in black flicked his toes, jumped into the air, and stabbed Ye Chenfeng with a nine-foot-nine-inch threaded spear.

The man in black stabbed thunderously, Ye Chenfeng not only did not dodge, but rushed towards him.

When the spear in the man's hand was about to stab Ye Chenfeng's chest, his right hand suddenly slapped towards the sharp point of the spear.

"court death."

The man in black didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to block his spear with his palm, showing a ferocious smile.

But the next moment, the expression on his face froze.

Because he discovered that the power emanating from Ye Chenfeng's palm not only dispelled the power of his shot, but also a force beyond his control passed into his arm through the tip of the gun, making him almost unable to hold it. Live long gun.

Just when he was frightened by Ye Chenfeng's terrifying physical strength, Ye Chenfeng punched out extremely fast, forcing him to integrate the power of the spirit beast and defend with all his strength.

"defeat!"

Ye Chenfeng shouted loudly, and a force exceeding ten thousand catties exploded in his fist. The powerful force directly shattered the soul power defense of the man in black, hit his chest, and knocked him into the air with one punch.

"puff!"

The man in black threw his head up and spat out a mouthful of blood, smashing an ancient tree more than ten meters high behind him, and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

"If you don't want to be beaten, just give me the treasure on your body, or don't blame me for being rude." Ye Chenfeng looked at him condescendingly and threatened coldly.

"you… "

Hearing that the person he wanted to rob had robbed himself instead, the man in black who was ashamed and spitting out a mouthful of blood once again fainted from anger.

Chapter Fifty-Two: Cry Finger

"Thirty low-grade soul crystals, the harvest is not bad."

When Ye Chenfeng searched for the loot, he found thirty low-grade soul crystals in the arms of the man in black, as well as a slightly yellowed scroll of sheepskin with patterned restraints.

"Could it be a soul skill!"

Ye Chenfeng raised his brows slightly, combined with the inheritance memory in the mind of Cheating God, he cracked the pattern restriction on the surface of the sheepskin scroll.

"break!"