บท 35: A sword to seal the throat
Hoo-hoo-hoo!
Hoo-hoo-hoo!
The cold wind howled across the vast expanse of the earth, the cold was unbearable.
The sky was covered in goose feather snow, and in the blink of an eye, the whole land was wrapped in silvery white.
Ye Feng stepped from afar, his qi and blood were like a baking furnace, so naturally he could not feel the coldness.
Along the way, as he got closer and closer to the Heavenly Demon City, he saw countless dilapidated villages and small towns where the human race had been killed, blood all over the ground, incomparably tragic and shocking to the eyes.
At this time, Ye Feng finally understood why the Great Yan royal family and the clan were so eager to get rid of the Demon Blood Sect.
On this day, Ye Feng finally arrived at the area of Heavenly Devil City after trekking through a thousand dangers.
In the distance, a majestic ancient city sat on top of the earth, several thousand meters lofty, like a black mountain, giving people a deep sense of suffocation and shock.
Ye Feng cautiously groped his way towards that direction.
On the way, he passed by a small town, which was hidden in a mountain range and was not discovered by the demons in the Devil's Blood Sect, and the inhabitants were still alive and well.
Ye Feng walked into the town and prepared to rest for the night before going to the Heavenly Demon City to look for opportunities.
He thought he could fish in troubled waters and disrupt the Devil's awakening, and preferably get some good treasures.
When Ye Feng walked into the town, he saw quite a number of strong men in battle armour, as well as experts from the sects, also resting in the town.
These people all seemed to have come from outside, passing through this secluded town, resting and recuperating here before heading to Heavenly Demon City.
When Ye Feng walked in, the residents of the town all looked in awe.
Those who were able to cross the layers of the great wilderness to come to the town were definitely strong people, and no one despised Ye Feng just because he looked like a teenager.
But there are always people who look away, a group of vicious looking wandering mercenaries, towards Ye Feng.
This group of mercenaries, each one of them had a martial arts aura of Spiritual Martial Realm cultivation.
The tall mercenary at the head of the group was even a strong man who had half a foot in the Heavenly Martial Realm.
This group of mercenaries did not have any intention of defending the devil, they just stayed in this town and blackmailed the weak martial artists who passed by.
In this way, in just half a month, they had already obtained a huge amount of wealth.
This time, this group of mercenaries saw that Ye Feng was not too old and was alone.
They thought that it was just a weak young casual practitioner with no background and low strength, so Ye Feng became the target of this group of mercenaries.
Many people around saw this scene and looked away, this group of mercenaries were not strong, not weak, no one wanted to meddle in such a poor mountain place.
"Kid, see us coming, still don't hurry to hand out all the treasures in the storage spirit ring."
The tall mercenary at the head of the group spoke up, deliberately touching the large knife in his hand, the blade of which was stained with blood, and it was soul-stirring.
Ye Feng glanced at him, drew his sword, and then shot it out, after a flash of sword light, then withdrew it.
The whole process was just a short moment.
But at this very moment.
The tall mercenary at the head of the group had a bloodstain on his throat.
"You... ..."
He covered his throat, but the blood could not stop coming out.
Boom!
The tall mercenary fell to the ground with a bang, his throat sealed by Ye Feng's sword.
"What? !"
This scene,completely stunned the countless people around.
They had expected this white-clothed young man to be sacked, but it turned out to be the tall mercenary who had killed the leader with a single sword.
One had to know, that was a half-step Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouse.
Just like that, he was killed with a single sword?
At this time, all the people around were shocked, and they looked at Ye Feng, not daring to take him lightly anymore.
"My lord spare my life!!!"
The remaining group of wandering mercenaries, on the other hand, were weak in the legs, kneeling in front of Ye Feng and begging for mercy.
Ye Feng didn't bother to give them a glance, he just said indifferently, "Hand over all the wealth on your body and you can go."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
-The group of mercenaries were terrified, and the chickens flew, handing over all their storage spirit rings.
There was even a mercenary who took off his tattered armour and offered it to Ye Feng, only to be slapped away by Ye Feng and run away in disgrace.
A few moments later, a dozen of storage rings appeared in Ye Feng's hand, and under his divine thoughts, he found a lot of spirit stones and glowing weaponry stored inside.
It seemed that this group of mercenaries had been squatting here for so many days and had looted many people.
In fact, the overall strength of this group of mercenaries is really not weak, otherwise they wouldn't have been running rampant in this town for so many days.
It can only be said that, after returning from the great wilderness, Ye Feng's current strength is really too much stronger than before.
If one knew that a month or so ago, when Ye Feng faced a half-step Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouse, he would have chosen to go around immediately.
But now, with a single sword, he had killed one, like slaughtering a pig or a dog.
Ye Feng put a dozen storage spirit rings, all one by one, on his finger, precisely proclaiming his trophies, looking fancy.
The surrounding people could not help but twitch the corners of their mouths when they saw this scene.
"This white-clothed teenager, has a lot of character."
Many people looked at the dozen of storage spirit rings on Ye Feng's hands, which were dazzling, and said so.
In fact, Ye Feng did not do it to show off, but to prepare for going to the Heavenly Demon City.
Heavenly Demon City was the lair of the entire Devil Blood Sect, and even more so, the place where the Devilfather slept.
The city is ancient and huge, there must be a lot of wealth hidden inside, Ye Feng is afraid that when the time comes to fish in troubled waters, he does not have enough storage space to load the wealth.
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With this in mind, Ye Feng walked towards a tavern in the town, contentedly.
The cold wind is howling, the winter is coming, Ye Feng is ready to eat something.
After all the hardships he had endured in the Great Wilderness, Ye Feng was naturally looking forward to the delicious food in the tavern.
As night fell under the cold wind and heavy snow, Ye Feng had a full meal in the tavern in the town.
But before Ye Feng could walk out of the tavern, several young men and women dressed in brocade and silk came in from outside the tavern.
Their eyes, then, were fixed on Ye Feng's direction, on the dozen of storage spirit rings on his fingers.
Ye Feng pretended not to see, and continued to drink the hot wine in his cup.
A few young men who seemed to be of extraordinary status seemed to be unable to hold back.
One of the young men in green clothes stepped in front of Ye Feng, with a vaguely noble tone, looked at Ye Feng and said: "This friend, some of the storage rings you grabbed from those ten or so wandering mercenaries during the day, in fact, four of them are ours, I think it's time to let those storage rings return to their rightful owners. "
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