The moment they saw Ye Feng’s palms pressing against the eagle’s head, more than twenty men in black surrounded him, with a sinister murderous aura bursting from their bodies.
Ye Feng looked back at the approaching men in black, then looked at Xiong Ying calmly and said, "How is it, I, Ye Feng, didn't disappoint you!"
After he finished speaking, Ye Feng loosened his palms, stood up, and looked calm.
The eagle who was defeated by Ye Feng had a sinister look in his eyes and deliberately stood up slowly. His face was full of anger. As a leader who dominated a region, he would never willingly submit to an unknown Ye Feng.
The moment he stood up, he emanated a sinister look and pushed out his palms from behind Ye Feng, attempting to sneak attack and kill Ye Feng to relieve the hatred in his heart.
However, he didn't know that Ye Feng was paying close attention to his every move. When he made a secret move from behind, Ye Feng suddenly turned around and struck out with both palms.
Bang bang bang!
A loud noise was heard on the mountain road, and the eagle in the messenger's palms was hit by a palm before it touched Ye Feng's clothes.
The eagle that was hit took several steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood in the air.
At the same time, when many men in black saw Ye Feng injuring the eagle, they all stood up and rushed forward, attacking Ye Feng.
Ye Feng remained calm in the face of danger, knowing full well that one must kill the leader first. He ran forward and used his palms to attack the attacking man in black.
Bang bang bang!
Ye Feng waved his palms in one go, knocking down more than a dozen men in black, and then ran to the eagle with a whoosh.
Bang bang bang!
Ye Feng was like a piece of cake under the protection of many men in black, and slapped Xiong Ying on the face a few more times.
Seeing Ye Feng suddenly appear, Xiong Ying slapped himself a few times, then knelt down in front of Ye Feng and begged for mercy loudly.
Because after seeing Ye Feng's attack just now, Xiong Ying knew that even if all the black-clothed disciples present took action, they might not be Ye Feng's opponent.
Between life and death and face, the eagle chose life without hesitation, because he told himself insidiously that only by surviving would he have a chance for revenge.
As he knelt on the ground, he shouted at the other men in black: "You, you are all trash!"
There were more than twenty men in black. After a battle with Ye Feng, except for the dead and injured, there are less than seven people who are able to take action.
While praying to Ye Feng, Xiong Ying looked at the seven men in black in front of him with strange eyes.
He was still unwilling to fail. When he looked at the men in black, he signaled to them with his eyes as if he wanted them to do something.
Just after Xiong Ying gave the signal, seven men in black suddenly attacked, shouting loudly and surrounding Ye Feng to kill him. At that moment, Xiong Ying used the last of his "spirit" and hit Ye Feng from behind.
Ye Feng's palms were out in the blink of an eye, and the seven men in black were knocked to the ground by his move. At the moment when he defeated the seven men in black, he kicked in the opposite direction.
Bang bang bang!
The eagle was kicked by Ye Feng again and took several steps back.
"I can't believe that with your intermediate spiritual power, you would actually do such a trick to hurt people secretly!" After Ye Feng finished speaking, he ran in front of the eagle and chopped it down on the head with a palm.
Bang bang bang!
The eagle was hit by Ye Feng's palm, and the whole body was bounced out and hit a huge rock and died on the spot.
When the men in black saw that the eagle was dead, they dared not continue to fight with Ye Feng and fled away in panic in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that Ye Feng not only saved his own life, but also killed the cultivator bandit Eagle with his own hands and drove away the man in black.
Fu Lei and six injured disciples of the Spiritual Refining Sect climbed up.
They looked at each other and looked at Ye Feng in surprise.
One of the soul-refining disciples suddenly walked up to Ye Feng, looked at him with a suspicious look, and said, "Ye Feng, tell me, are you planning to take over the Snow Sword?"
After the disciple finished speaking, he said to the other disciples: "Think about it, don't be deceived by his conspiracy. Think about it, maybe what happened today was masterminded by Ye Feng from the beginning! He and the cultivator bandit are simply acting, they are in the same group!"
After hearing a disciple say this, the other disciples, who had originally seen Ye Feng defeat and drive away the men in black, were filled with jealousy towards Ye Feng.
So, when they heard someone express doubts about Ye Feng, they began to whisper to each other. Instead of feeling any gratitude towards Ye Feng for saving them, they were still suspicious of Ye Feng.
"Think about it, how could that group of cultivator bandits know his name? And how did the cultivator bandits know that we were going to the Four Seasons Sword Sect to protect the sword, which was kept so secret? And even with our intermediate-level spiritual cultivation, we can't beat those cultivator bandits. He, Ye Feng, is just an entry-level disciple. How could he be stronger than us? How could he defeat them! It's all acting, from beginning to end. It's just him, Ye Feng, who is acting out a self-torture trick with the cultivator bandits!" The disciple who spoke had a sinister look in his eyes and deep anger in his words.
After he finished speaking, the other disciples all seemed to suddenly understand and spoke up.
"So that's how it is! I thought Ye Feng was really that capable and could defeat someone that even we couldn't defeat?"
"I never thought Ye Feng would be such a despicable person, colluding with bandits!"
"Master Fu Lei, you must severely punish Ye Feng, the criminal who secretly colluded with the Xiuzhen bandits!"
During the entire scene, only two people did not speak.
One was Fu Lei, who had been secretly observing Ye Feng's expression.
Fu Lei's eyes were filled with surprise as he recalled every scene after the attack.
He also saw that there were indeed many strange things, but with his experience in judging people, he did not think that Ye Feng was the thief as the disciples of the Spirit Refining Sect said.
"Hahahaha!" Ye Feng, who had been silent all this time, sneered when he heard them say that he was the mastermind behind the whole thing.
"Look, he has remained silent, which means he has agreed! I never thought that Ye Feng is not only a scumbag in cultivation, but also a despicable and vicious villain!"
Bang bang bang!
Just as he was saying that Ye Feng was the disciple of a vicious villain, he was suddenly slapped three times in the face. When he reacted, he realized that it was Ye Feng who did it.
Ye Feng stood in front of him and said, "What a vicious villain! I, Ye Feng, saved you, and this is how you repay kindness with hatred?"
"Ye Feng, do you know your own identity? How dare you hit me!" The beaten Spirit Refining disciple covered his face with his hands and said angrily.
"Is my identity? Let me tell you, even if I, Ye Feng, am not from the Soul Refining Palace, I will still beat you, this ungrateful and insidious villain!" Ye Feng said.
"Ye Feng, do you dare to fight with me?" A spirit refining disciple came out and said.
The disciple who spoke was called Jiang Yu. Among these disciples, except for the disciple who was killed by the black-clothed leader Xiong Ying, his spiritual cultivation was the highest.
Jiang Yu looked at Ye Feng with disdain, because he also didn't believe that Ye Feng, just an entry-level disciple, could have the ability to defeat the cultivator bandit, so he wanted to fight with Ye Feng and expose Ye Feng's true face in public.
Looking at Ye Feng who didn't answer for a long time, Jiang Yu said, "Could it be that we really guessed it right? You, Ye Feng, are a scumbag thief!"
"Let's do it! Let's see who is the scumbag!" Ye Feng said.
Just as Ye Feng finished his words, Jiang Yu stretched out his palms and hit Ye Feng.
Ye Feng looked calm. When Jiang Yu's palms came at him, he turned his body and kicked Jiang Yu on the butt, causing Jiang Yu to lie prone on the ground.
When they saw Ye Feng defeat Jiang Yu effortlessly, their faces were still full of resentment, but they said nothing.
Fu Lei saw all this and said, "This matter ends here. Let's go. We still have to go to the Four Seasons Sword Sect?"
After he finished speaking, Fu Lei took the lead and headed for the Four Seasons Sword Sect. The spirit refining disciples looked at Ye Feng and followed Fu Lei forward.
Ye Feng was still walking at the end, keeping some distance between them.
In a side hall of the Soul Refining Palace, Lu Zhen and Qin Huan were sitting at a table, drinking and laughing happily.
Just at this moment, a disciple ran in in a hurry, whispered a few words in Lu Zhen's ear, and left in a hurry.
When Lu Zhen heard what his disciple said, his face was filled with fear, and he whispered to Qin Huan: "Nephew, we failed!"
When Qin Huan heard the word "failed", he said with horror: "Uncle Master, what should we do then!"
At this time, Lu Zhen's face was full of sinisterness and murderous intent as he said, "Don't panic, nephew. We still have the Four Seasons Sword Sect. In short, this time we will make sure Ye Feng never returns! Just wait and see the show, nephew!"
... ...
The Four Seasons Sword Sect is located on a hilltop with a waterfall outside Jianmen.
A man and a woman were wielding long swords in their hands, sometimes stabbing in the air, and sometimes running and stabbing spiritual thorns on the ground on the top of the mountain.
In their hands, the sword seemed to have become a part of their body, and they could control it with ease.
Suddenly, a man and a woman somersaulted in the air, and the swords in their hands flew out and cut through the sky.
At the moment when the long swords flew out of their hands, they raised their palms and pushed out towards the direction of the long swords in the air.
All of a sudden, the entire mountaintop was filled with their palm energy. The two long swords that were flying into the sky suddenly emitted a dazzling sword light, turned around in an instant in mid-air, and stabbed straight towards the huge rock on the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain.
In the blink of an eye, before the tips of the two swords touched the boulder, the boulder had been shattered by the powerful sword energy, making a cracking sound.
"Heavenly Spirit Sword!"
"Heavenly Spirit Sword's Heavenly Spirit Break!"
After a man and a woman shouted loudly, the tips of the two long swords pierced the boulder and quickly penetrated it. The boulder was two meters thick. With a few bangs, it was completely penetrated by the long swords and shattered into countless pieces of gravel that scattered all over the ground.
"Junior Sister Ruyun, we have finally mastered the Tianling Sword!" the man said excitedly.
"Brother Zhang Qing, once we master the Heavenly Spirit Sword, we can go and seek revenge on that scum Ye Feng!"