When Ye Feng saw the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, he felt a powerful aura of cultivation emanating from his body and permeating the entire flat ground.
The even and rhythmic breathing fully proves that the mysterious man who suddenly appeared is a master of martial arts.
Moreover, Ye Feng's martial arts skills are now much better than before. He knows that any martial artist who can radiate cultivation energy throughout his body has reached the stage of external cultivation of energy.
In the Xuanwu Continent, the cultivation of martial arts vitality is divided into three periods.
The first period is the period of internal cultivation of vital energy. During this period, vital energy can only be cultivated in the body, which is called internal force. The second period is when the vital energy cultivation reaches its peak and is transformed and emitted outside the body, and can be used as a sword. The cultivation during this period is called spiritual energy. The third period is the peak period of vital energy cultivation. The vital energy during this period is called divine energy, which can shake the heaven and earth and roar at the sky.
Who could he be? Looking at his clothes, they were strange and weird, and they were not what people from Wucheng or Yecheng would wear.
Ye Feng looked at him silently. Whether it was his face or the look in his eyes, there was nothing but indifference and murderous intent.
The man's face was gloomy, and he looked with horror at the dead Meng family guards lying on the ground around him.
"The Western Region Poison Envoy, kill him, kill him!"
"The Western Region Poison Envoy, he just insulted your Western Region Poison, saying that your Western Region Poison is just a three-legged cat!"
When the Meng family guards saw the Western Region Poison Envoy, it was like they saw a savior, and they were even more certain that Ye Feng would definitely die at the hands of the Western Region Poison Envoy.
So, although they were full of despair just now, now they are full of gloating and are criticizing Ye Feng for all kinds of things.
"Look, look, after he heard us mention the name of the Western Region Poison Envoy, he became so scared that he didn't dare to say a word!"
"That's for sure. With all those clever tricks, he still managed to get a seat at the table. His decline is just the beginning. He might even run away when we're not paying attention!"
"Run away. He can take a rest today and escape. We must kill him with our own hands to avenge our leader brother! Let him also taste the feeling of being killed!"
Facing the constant scolding from the Meng family guards, the Western Region Poison Envoy remained calm and silent, with a look of fear in his mysterious eyes.
He silently stared at Ye Feng in front of him, with a look of disdain in his frightened eyes.
Because he is Wei Yun, the adopted son of Heisha, the Poison King of the Western Regions, who is called the Messenger of the Underworld by people in the martial arts world.
Bang bang bang!
The Meng family guard who was scolding Ye Feng was suddenly hit by a fist after a few loud noises. His body bounced up more than a person's height from the ground and fell heavily to the ground.
"You are just taking advantage of the power of others!" Ye Feng stood in front of the Meng family guards who fell to the ground, looked at them coldly and scolded them with disdain.
"Ye Feng! You are just a brat, how dare you hurt others in front of me, the adopted son of the Poison King of the Western Regions! Why don't you just surrender!" Wei Yun, who had been silent all this time, shouted at Ye Feng with a proud look on his face.
Ye Feng looked at the Meng family guard who was knocked to the ground by him with cold eyes, then turned around and stared at Wei Yun with cold eyes.
He saw that Ye Feng not only did not answer his words, but also glared at him with cold eyes.
The arrogant Wei Yun looked at Ye Feng with disdain, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "You are such a fool, do you know who I am? I'm sure you, an unknown little person, don't know my grandfather's name. Listen to me, I am Wei Yun, the adopted son of the Western Region Poison King!"
Ye Feng remained silent for a long time, allowing Wei Yun to be arrogant and domineering.
Because Ye Feng was born with a poisonous body, he knew almost everything related to the poison.
Heisha, the Poison King of the Western Regions, relies on his deadly poison to dominate the Western Regions. He has an explosive temper and is cruel and domineering, like a murderous demon. His martial arts skills are above the eighth level.
Ye Feng had never heard of Heisha's adopted son, Wei Yun, who was standing in front of him arrogantly.
"What! Are you scared or dumb? What kind of coward is that?" Wei Yun was full of disdain, and he continued to humiliate and criticize Ye Feng, and then said angrily: "For a coward like you, grandpa can kill you with one hand without using poison!"
"Hahahaha!" Wei Yun laughed at Ye Feng with a smug look on his face.
"Really? Then I want to see who is the one who is afraid of death!" After Ye Feng finished speaking, his eyes were indifferent and he punched Wei Yun.
Seeing Ye Feng's angry face punching him, Wei Yun said nonchalantly: "Yo! You are really not afraid of death. You are afraid of death. Today you ran into Grandpa. There is only one end for you, and that is death!"
Ye Feng used the Ye family's boxing style, the Lion Out of the Cage. With one punch, fist energy and fist shadow quickly burst out between his fists and palms, and quickly attacked Wei Yun.
Ye Feng’s perception was not wrong. Wei Yun had broken through the seventh level of martial arts two months ago and was now a seventh level warrior.
The reason why Wei Yun dared to be so fearless in front of Ye Feng was that when he was in the Western Regions, he had inquired about the martial arts in the Central Plains from many sources.
Therefore, he knew that among the martial arts practitioners in the Central Plains, there were only a few warriors with the seventh or eighth level of cultivation. As for Ye Feng at the moment, there was not a single bit of martial arts energy emanating from his body, so he did not take Ye Feng seriously at all.
Because all warriors who practice martial arts know that a warrior's level of practice can be determined from his breathing and whether his vital energy is emitted.
For martial artists below the sixth level, the vital energy they cultivate belongs to the internal body, and because the vital energy is not strong enough, it cannot be released externally. However, for martial artists above the sixth level, the vital energy cultivation in their bodies has reached a prosperous period, and they can use the vital energy to release it externally at will, turning it into a powerful invisible killing sword.
Therefore, Wei Yun firmly believed that Ye Feng, who did not emit any vitality, had only reached the sixth level in martial arts, while he himself had reached the seventh level in martial arts and had a strange and unpredictable skill in using poison.
That's why Wei Yun was so dismissive of Ye Feng.
However, Wei Yun didn't know that Ye Feng, who was punching at him, had actually reached the peak level of body refining, the Heaven and Earth Realm, in martial arts.
The reason why Ye Feng deliberately concealed his own cultivation energy was to better attack his opponent.
"Haha!" Wei Yun looked at Ye Feng's attacking fists and laughed loudly, saying, "Ye Feng, Ye Feng, you are just a martial arts waste below the sixth level, why are you still showing off here!"
"Is that so?" Ye Feng said the two words in a resounding voice, and his fists were about to hit Wei Yun with great force.
Seeing that Ye Feng's fists were about to hit him, Wei Yun flashed, looked at Ye Feng with disdain, and hit out with both palms.
At the moment when his palms and Ye Feng's fists touched, the sound of fists fighting was audible.
But within a moment, the sounds of fists and applause suddenly stopped.
Wei Yun was hit by Ye Feng's fists. With a snap, his body retreated seven or eight steps before he could barely stand firm without falling.
Wei Yun's original arrogance and domineering spirit disappeared suddenly after being beaten back by Ye Feng, and his heart was filled with endless doubts.
Impossible! Impossible!
He didn't have any cultivation energy emanating from him, and was clearly a warrior below the sixth level. How could he possibly repel a warrior of the seventh level
Wei Yun was horrified, looking at Ye Feng with a pale face, and asked in doubt: "Ye Feng, aren't you only in the stage of internal cultivation of vital energy below the sixth level? How can you have such a strong fist and palm power!"
Seeing Wei Yun's face full of doubt and dismay, Ye Feng remained calm and said calmly: "Yes! I, Ye Feng, am only at the sixth level of internal cultivation of vital energy, so how can I have such great strength to repel the power of a seventh-level warrior like you? Or your seventh-level martial arts cultivation is simply fake!"
Wei Yun, who had been so arrogant and contemptuous just now, was suddenly not only repelled by Ye Feng, but also suffered from Ye Feng's cold ridicule.
How could he be willing to accept this? In a blink of an eye, he used both palms to quickly hit Ye Feng.
Wei Yun's face was filled with anger, and he roared, "Ye Feng, Grandpa was careless, and you luckily won half a move with the first move. Don't even think about having such good luck this time, or I'll twist your head off and feed it to the dogs!"
Hearing Wei Yun's arrogant roar, Ye Feng remained calm and smiled faintly, saying: "Really? I really have to thank you, the seventh-level warrior Wei Yun. If you hadn't told me the one move, I would have really forgotten it. Since you think one move is too long, well! I'll finish you off with half a move!"
"Ye Feng, half a move. If you want to defeat my Wei Yun in half a move, Ye Feng, even if you practice for another ten or a hundred years, it will still be a foolish dream!"
After Wei Yun finished speaking, he swung his palms with a powerful wind and the power of a seventh-level warrior, and was already close to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was not in a hurry, and punched out with a calm face.
This time, Ye Feng still used the Ye family fist, which was not the "Lion Out of the Cage" but the extremely lethal "Sky Thunder Fist".
When his "Sky Thunder Fist" was released, it alarmed the birds and beasts in the dense forests surrounding the plain.
Ye Feng's fists were filled with the energy of martial arts practice, which continued to spread around him and in an instant covered the seventh-level warrior power that Wei Yun had unleashed.
When Wei Yun's palms didn't touch Ye Feng at all, they were hit by Ye Feng's "Sky Thunder Fist" in just half a move. With a bang, his whole body was hit by the thunder power of the "Sky Thunder Fist" and it made a popping sound like firecrackers. Then there was another thud, and Wei Yun fell to the ground uncontrollably from mid-air.
With a "puff", a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the area in front of him red.
Just at the moment when Wei Yun was knocked down with the power of "Sky Thunder Fist", Ye Feng's expression suddenly became solemn, and his earlobes began to tremble continuously.
The huge power that I had sensed before was getting closer and closer to me, as if it would appear in front of me in the blink of an eye.
Ye Feng suddenly looked around, his eyes searching for the huge force that was about to appear.