Immortal Martial God

Chapter 18: Flame horse

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After bidding farewell to Zhao Wan, Ye Feng did not dare to delay, and soon walked out of the Luoshen Mountains where the Dragon and Tiger Sect was located, and entered Luo City at the foot of the mountain.

Luocheng is just a small border town in the Northern Jin Kingdom, with a permanent population of less than 10,000 households, but there is a lot of passing passengers, and it is the only way to enter and exit the Northern Jin Kingdom from the west.

Ye Feng was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery of Luo City. After hurriedly preparing food and horses, he headed straight to Silver Moon City in the north.

There was only half a month before the start of the clan meeting. Although the horses Ye Feng bought were good, if he traveled along the official road, it might be too late. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to buy a more detailed picture of the north from the Luocheng market. After studying the map carefully, I decided not to take the official route and take a shortcut instead.

In this way, as long as he traveled under the stars and at night, he could arrive at Silver Moon City two or three days in advance, leaving him plenty of preparation time.

Although the shortcut is fast, it is far less safe than the official road because it has to pass through some remote woods. There are not many people walking on this road.

Ye Feng, an expert in art, was brave and galloped all the way, and soon entered a forest.

The branches and leaves in the forest are so lush that the sunlight is blocked and cannot shine in. The path looks dark and dark, and ordinary people would have dismounted their horses and walked.

"Hey!" Ye Feng suddenly pulled the reins and stopped on the side of the road, frowning and looking at his feet.

On the ground not far away from him, there was a thick rope that was simply covered with dust. At a rough glance, it almost blended with the ground, and ordinary people would not notice it at all.

"Hey, this pretty boy actually discovered us?" A rough voice of a big man came from one side of the trail.

This group of bandits usually like to set up horse ropes on the trail, and then hide in the grass on the roadside in the tall grass. They wait until the horses of passing pedestrians are tripped by the horse ropes, and then swarm them to kill people and steal wealth. Even if you encounter some disciples with good cultivation, they will be caught by surprise and die under random swords without even having time to use their combat skills.

"How brave you are to ignore the Dragon and Tiger Sect and dare to block the road and rob here!" Ye Feng looked slightly cold and glanced at both sides of the road.

Ye Feng had just left Luo City not long ago. Although this place was remote, it was still under the jurisdiction of the Dragon and Tiger Sect.

"Dragon and Tiger Sect?" A big man in black carried a two-meter-long steel knife and walked out of the grass in a swagger. Behind him, there were dozens of people with different looks and weapons. Here we go.

Ye Feng's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and he immediately saw the cultivation level of these gangsters.

The one with the highest cultivation level is naturally the big sword-wielding man walking in the front, who has the cultivation level of the eighth level of the powerful martial arts realm. The cultivation levels of the other gangsters are uneven, with the lowest being only the third level of the powerful martial arts realm.

When these people gather together, their fighting power cannot be ignored. No wonder disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect often disappear suddenly when they go out of the city to do business.

But in Ye Feng's eyes, these people are not enough.

"So what if you are from the Dragon and Tiger Sect? From what I see in your attire, you are just an outer disciple of the sect. You don't know the heights of the world. Do you want me to kill you and then search your body? You should just be obedient. Please hand over your belongings, I'm in a good mood today, maybe I can let you live!" The big man in black pursed his lips and threatened loudly.

"Seeking death!" Ye Feng was in a hurry and didn't bother to talk nonsense to them. He rode on his horse and struck out with one palm.

"Tidal wave of applause!" The power of three waves struck like a stormy sea.

The powerful palm force shook the heart of the big man in black, and his face was full of fear and uneasiness.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The first reaction of the big man in black was to run away, but under the pressure of Ye Feng's powerful momentum, he could hardly stand, let alone run away.

"My hero, have mercy on me, my hero, have mercy on me. I have a treasure for you, Jiang Xiong. I beg you, my hero, to spare the life of this little dog!" Since he couldn't stand and couldn't escape, the big man in black simply knelt down on the ground.

"Humph, you are such a coward. Killing you will stain my palms!" Ye Feng groaned, tilted his palms, and the power of three waves directly passed over the big man's head and hit a thick tree behind him. .

"Bang!" Sawdust flew into the air, and a large hole in the shape of a hand suddenly appeared on the trunk of the big tree where the three of them were hugging each other.

The big man looked back, his face became even more ugly, and he kept kowtowing. Dozens of other gangsters also knelt down on the ground, kowtowing to beg for mercy along with the big man.

"What treasure? If it is useful to me, I might as well let you off today, but no matter what, don't let me see you again!" Ye Feng shouted sternly.

"Yes, yes, I am in a hurry to see the heroes on their way. I just happened to get a good horse some time ago. As the saying goes, good horses are given to heroes!" Jiang Xiong waved to the back with a playful smile, and soon came from deep in the woods. There was a clear sound of a horse honking, and then a humble-looking young man led a tall horse out of the woods.

Ye Feng looked closely and saw that the horse was as red as fire, with no hair at all, especially the mane on the horse's back, fluttering in the wind, like dancing flames. The horse is eight feet tall and one foot long. It seems to be quite dissatisfied with the gangster who is leading it. It roars and roars, and it is an extraordinary horse.

"What a horse!" Ye Feng was startled. He didn't expect to meet such a good horse in such a desolate and remote place.

"This horse is called the Flame Horse. I bought it from a friend when I was young... It can travel thousands of miles in a day. Only a peerless master like the hero is worthy of this Flame Horse!" Jiang Xiong still wanted to flatter and please Ye Feng. But he didn't take this trick at all. After dismounting, he walked directly to the flame horse and raised his hand to touch it.

"Be careful, hero, this horse has not been fully tamed yet!" Jiang Xiong exclaimed, but the scene that appeared in front of him shocked him from ear to ear again.

The Raging Horse, which had a bad temper and was unapproachable by strangers, did not feel any disgust at Ye Feng's touch. Instead, it neighed and nestled its huge horse head in Ye Feng's arms.

"Remember, get out of the territory of the Dragon and Tiger Sect and don't let me see you again!" Ye Feng said this and got on his horse, patting the horse's head.

The horse understood, snorted happily, turned into a ball of fiery red light, and quickly rushed out of the grass.

"Good horse, good horse, hahaha!" Ye Feng felt the thrill of the lightning speed, and was so happy that he couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Xiong, a big man in black clothes in the woods, held the handle of the knife and pondered for a long time. He had carefully raised the flaming horse for more than a month and would not even let him touch it. Why did his temperament suddenly change when he met this young man? .

"Let's go!" Jiang Xiong shouted at the minions behind him.

"Boss, where are you going?"

"Nonsense, with people like this here, we can't do business in the Dragon and Tiger Sect. We can go anywhere, as long as we don't run into that little ancestor again!" Jiang Xiong glanced at the hole in the tree trunk and couldn't help but feel After shuddering, he said loudly.

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The flame horse can travel thousands of miles in a day, and is more than two or three times faster than the ordinary horses Ye Feng has ridden before. If it gallops at full speed, it only takes four or five days to reach Silver Moon City.

In this way, Ye Feng was not in a hurry. After taking out the map and calculating the distance, he would always stop for a moment at the appropriate time to re-stabilize the cultivation in his body.

After swallowing fifty Yuan Condensing Pills in a row, part of the medicinal power still remained in the body and had not been completely refined. Ye Feng was refining the medicinal power while stabilizing his cultivation. His cultivation was slowly approaching the ninth level from the middle to the ninth level!

A week passed quickly, and Ye Feng was getting closer and closer to Silver Moon City. At this time, he was not in a hurry. After all, there were still several days left, and he could make full preparations before returning. family, in this way, he would be more certain of winning at the clan meeting.

When passing by a small town called Linyue Town, Ye Feng ran out of dry food and water, so he rode into the town to find an inn to rest.

The majestic flaming horse soon attracted the attention of many people. However, most of the people in the town were simple local people. Although they marveled at the blazing horse's excellence, they also saw that Ye Feng was by no means someone to be trifled with.

At the door of a relatively clean inn, Ye Feng got off his horse and was soon greeted by a smiling waiter from the inn, ready to take over the reins of the Blazing Horse.

The flaming horse snorted and neighed, scaring the boy so much that he backed away.

"Prepare enough good horse food, tell me the location of the stable, and I will lead the horse there myself!" Ye Feng chuckled lightly, not thinking it was strange, and patted the flaming horse beside him to express comfort.

"A good horse, a rare good horse. Look, this horse's hair is like fire. It is strong but not fat. When the horse's hoof is raised casually, it looks like it is soaring into the sea. The horse's cry is as terrifying as thunder. Unexpectedly, In this remote town, I can actually meet such a good horse!"

Although Ye Feng heard that his horse was praised by others, he was not happy in his heart. He turned around and found that the person who was criticizing his horse was actually a well-dressed nobleman.

This person was wearing a silver-white robe, holding a white jade folding fan, and was followed by a group of similarly dressed young men. His status seemed to be very high.

"Master Zhao's ability to recognize horses is second to none in the entire Northern Jin Dynasty, but he doesn't dare to be ranked first!"

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that such a good horse was ridden by a poor boy. What a pity, what a pity!"

The young masters were talking a lot and did not take Ye Feng seriously at all.

Ye Feng sneered and didn't bother to meet them, so he turned around and left.

"Brother, I wonder if your horse can be sold. As for the price, it's easy to negotiate!" The leader put away the folding fan in his hand, pointed at Ye Feng and shouted loudly.

"Buy a horse?" Ye Feng suddenly turned around and said in a calm tone, "You can't afford my horse!"

"Presumptuous!" A young man in yellow robe cursed loudly, "Do you know who this person is in front of you? If he can't afford it, no one in the entire Northern Jin Dynasty can afford it!"

"Oh, who are you?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Mr. Zhao carefully. He found that the man seemed weak, but in fact, his cultivation level had reached the second level of the Yuanwu Realm!

"Humph, this young master is a core disciple of the inner sect of Fengyu Holy Academy in Wudu City. He is also the third-ranked Zhao Yuanxin among the ten young people in the entire northern Jin Kingdom. He is also the younger brother of Miss Zhao, Zhao Qingyang!" Another one! The follower said arrogantly.

"Really, Zhao Qingyang, I don't know you!" Ye Feng turned around and left without any mercy!

"Bold!" The yellow-robed young master was the first to attack and punched out.

"Tiger Fist!" Ye Feng saw the origin of the opponent's boxing technique at a glance, and sneered in his heart. He didn't even use any combat skills and just punched out with a single palm.

The recent period of training has increased his strength by another 200 kilograms, and a casual blow can weigh 1,500 kilograms, which is almost the same as the strength of a second-level Yuanwu realm master.

The overwhelming palm force swept over him, and the yellow-robed young master let out a scream, and his figure flew out, falling to the ground without moving. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Why, you can't afford my horse, so you stole it instead?" Ye Feng rubbed his palms, glanced at Zhao Qingyang and others, and said proudly.