Ye Feng took out a bottle of mineral water from the Medicine King Ring and drank it in big gulps. Suddenly, he saw a dark shadow in the reflection of the mineral water bottle.
He turned sideways alertly, and several sword lights flashed behind him. The cold sword wind flew past his face, and he could feel the chill of the sword wind.
Although the sword light did not hit Ye Feng, it cut several bamboos as thick as bowls around him into several pieces.
Looking at the smooth cut, Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart. The sword was too fast and too sharp. If it hit him, he would be cut into several pieces.
Two tall masked men appeared out of nowhere like ghosts, holding sharp swords in their hands, one in front and one behind, trapping Ye Feng in the middle.
The long swords in their hands were simple and mottled, very thin and narrow, but extremely sharp.
There are layers of textures carved on the sword, which is a talisman array similar to the fairy array, which plays a role in accelerating and increasing attack power.
Ye Feng asked in confusion: "Who are you and why did you attack me?"
The two masked men did not speak, their eyes sparkling, the long swords in their hands flashed a faint golden light, and the aura of earthly immortals emanated from them.
Ye Feng asked tentatively: "Are you earth immortals?"
Whoosh, two golden lights came over like lightning. They ignored Ye Feng completely. Their eyes were extremely determined. They had only one goal, which was to kill Ye Feng with their swords.
The long sword with the fairy talisman array added to it was indeed unique. Not only its attack speed, but also its power was enough to overwhelm Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was surprised, but he did not dare to slow down at all. He moved the flying sword with one hand. Three kinds of light flashed alternately in the flying sword, blocking the attack of a masked warrior.
The spiritual shield on his other wrist emitted a dazzling golden light, blocking the other masked warrior.
Seeing the golden light of Ye Feng's flying sword and spiritual shield, the two masked warriors, although their expressions could not be seen clearly due to their masks, their eyes were full of surprise.
With the sound of metal clashing, powerful energy surged outwards, causing the clear stream to flow back, and another sword light slashed fiercely on the spiritual shield.
Ye Feng felt that the spiritual shield was hit hard, and the spirits of the spiritual shield were almost cut into pieces by this sword. Fortunately, the divine power in Ye Feng's body continuously flowed into the flying sword and the spiritual shield, increasing their power.
The two masked men swung out forty-nine swords in the blink of an eye, and fought fiercely with Ye Feng. Ye Feng had to use secret techniques and increased his divine power dozens of times before he could block the attacks of the two masked men.
Their movements and strength far surpassed those of the ancient warriors, and were closer to the silver-armored warriors encountered in the fairyland.
Ye Feng kept guessing the identities of the two masked men: "Are you the silver-armored warriors? Am I right?"
The two masked men's eyes flickered, and they did not comment. They swung their swords one after another. Their eyes became sharp and their sword moves became faster.
"Are you the Magic Sand Knights?"
Ye Feng increased his divine power to the extreme. Facing the attack of two masked men at the earthly immortal level at once, he felt a little tired, and even felt that the divine power in his godhead was exhausted.
Once again, his divine power was overdrawn, and his godhead was empty, leaving him feeling powerless.
Suddenly, he felt a ray of energy different from the blood of the ancient gods surging out from his godhead. This energy was extremely hot and almost roasted his meridians.
Ye Feng had a familiar feeling about this energy. Isn't this the energy of the Demon King's demon essence? When his flying sword pierced into the Demon King's demon pill, the burning energy along the flying sword penetrated into Ye Feng's body.
The Demon King wanted to use this scorching demon energy to burn Ye Feng to death, but he didn't expect that Ye Feng had no reaction to this scorching demon energy, causing the Demon King to lose a large amount of demon energy and eventually die tragically at Ye Feng's hands.
This burning demonic energy made up for the exhaustion and insufficiency of divine power in Ye Feng's blood, and also stimulated the potential of the blood of the ancient gods, making Ye Feng feel full of strength again.
Under the guidance of the mystical battle, a stacking attack was launched with all his strength.
Boom! The powerful energy was like a tornado, blowing all the flowers, streams, and trees on the third layer toppled over. The two masked warriors were beaten back by the enormous divine power and fell to the ground. The long swords in their hands shattered into millions of iron pieces with a thud.
Without giving them any chance to breathe, Ye Feng's flying sword suddenly soared into the air, like millions of dazzling meteors, pouring down.
The sharp sword light pierced through the bodies of the masked warriors, leaving hundreds of wounds on their bodies, and bright red blood gushed out of the wounds like a fountain.
Ye Feng did not want to kill them, and the sword avoided the vital parts. Even so, the huge amount of blood loss made the eyes of the two masked warriors dim.
The flying sword turned into two small swords and hit the throats of the two masked warriors in mid-air.
The two men fell in a pool of blood, but their eyes were fixed on Ye Feng, full of hostility.
Ye Feng lightly stroked his finger, and the masks on the two people fell off, revealing a pair of strong and indifferent faces.
Their healing ability was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the sword wounds they had received stopped bleeding and healed with scars.
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes: "Who are you?"
The two of them glanced at the small sword against their throats, with a helpless look on their faces, knowing that it would be too ungrateful if they didn't reveal their identities.
"We are tower guards, all of us are second-level earth immortals."
"Second level Earth Immortal? What is the highest level of your Earth Immortals?"
"The highest is the ninth level of Earthly Immortal."
"Can you tell me where the stairs to the fourth floor are?"
"We are the warriors responsible for guarding the stairs. Since you have defeated us, you are qualified to go to the fourth floor. Please go ahead."
The two warriors pointed casually, and at the deepest part of the cobblestone path, there was a staircase leading directly to the fourth floor. Ye Feng waved his fingers lightly, combined the two small flying swords into one, and put them away.
"Thank you both, goodbye."
Seeing Ye Feng climbing up the stone steps, the two tower guards showed helpless expressions and clasped their fists: "Wish you good luck, the next level will not be as easy as this one."
Ye Feng disagreed and smiled bitterly in his heart. Judging from this pace, he still had to get out of the tower from the seventh floor and pass through the fourth, fifth and sixth floors, three levels in total.
When I first entered the Demon Refining Tower and lit up the map, I was glad that entering this Demon Refining Tower was not as troublesome as entering the Demon Sand Tower. Unexpectedly, it was even more troublesome than entering the Demon Sand Tower.
The Demon Sand Tower only defeated the harassment of the Demon Sand Knight. Jiang Yixiu went in and came out ten minutes later. However, to pass the Demon Refining Tower, one has to go through five levels and kill six generals. It is really too troublesome.
Ye Feng complained secretly in his heart and went up to the fourth floor of the Demon Refining Tower.