Brother Ping tou was stunned.

It killed unexpectedly. The man opposite came up with a sliding shovel and flew it into the air.

Then, Ye Feng bent down on his knees and jumped up with all his strength. With the help of momentum, he hit the flat head brother vertically dozens of meters high.

When it fell down, Ye Feng repeated the previous action and hit brother Pingtou vertically again and again.

Finally, brother Ping tou was beaten to the ground with his eyes full of stars.

However, its breath of life is still very stable. It just faints and can't die for a while and a half.

"This is not dead?"

Ye Feng was speechless.

No wonder it is said that brother Pingtou can't be provoked. First, these creatures are not afraid of heaven and earth, and second, their vitality is tenacious and difficult to erase.

In desperation, Ye Feng grabbed brother Pingtou's tail, threw it out for more than 100 meters, fell into a river at the foot of the mountain and went down the river.

"It's much more comfortable."

Ye Feng washed his hands, went back to the leader's hall, and fell asleep.

He did not notice that a figure was kneeling on the roof, and his face behind the black veil was full of shock.

The ink warbler couldn't sleep.

So she came to the roof to enjoy the cool and happened to see the whole process of Ye Feng hanging and beating brother flat head.

"Isn't it too strong?"

"Is he one of the ten thousand physical cultivation?"

"Can you beat the high demon soldier level monster like this, his physique is already at the level of Juyuan territory?"

"If the headmaster has the strength of Juyuan, it's enough to create an advanced sect..."

Mo Ying thought, and her mood could not be calm.

She realized that the ethereal school was not simple.

"No wonder the little girl asked me to live in seclusion here. It seems that she knows some secrets."

The ink warbler frowned slightly, jumped off the roof and quietly returned to the bedroom.

The next morning.

Ye Feng stretched out and opened his eyes.

Since the flat head brother was hanged and beaten last night, he dared not attack all night, so Ye Feng had a safe sleep.

After getting up, Ye Feng came to the courtyard.

Shi Lei and Huo Yunjie have been practicing their spells hard, and are ready to practice "huoyun palm", "Fengling step" and "iron shield" to perfection.

Li Jiaojiao is busy in the kitchen.

The ink warbler knelt on the roof, held the sword formula in her hand, controlled the flying sword in the wind with her own breath, and practiced the first-class magic "Liuguang sword Qi".

The little white fox lay on the table and still slept soundly.

"Good morning, master!"

Long Tianxing came from the backyard with a bucket of water. When he saw Ye Feng, he showed a sunny smile.

"Get up very early!"

Ye Feng nodded and went to the backyard.

The ethereal peak is about 700 meters high, and the peak is about tens of meters around. The terrain is relatively flat. There is a rock raised for several meters in the backyard, and there is a spring below, which meets the daily water consumption of the ethereal school.

After washing, Ye Feng found that breakfast was not ready.

He went outside the door and looked down.

More than ten miles to the west is the bustling Baifu city. Starting from the east gate, a winding stone road just passes through the foot of the ethereal peak and leads to other cities.

"If you live high, your vision is wide."

Ye Feng moved a little and was ready to go back for breakfast, but he found that there seemed to be a battle on the gravel road at the foot of the mountain.

After opening the psychic eye, Ye Feng's vision became very good.

At a glance, it was clear that some wolf like monsters were besieging a team. Depending on the situation, it's like a caravan from other cities to Baifu city.

"Come and have a look!"

Ye Feng shouted.

"Headmaster martial uncle, what's the matter?"

The others were startled by Ye Feng's voice and hurriedly ran out and looked in the direction of Ye Feng's fingers.

"It's a monster!"

The ink warbler injected aura into her eyes, greatly improved her eyesight and saw the battle at the foot of the mountain.

"There are five monsters in total, all of them are netherworld wolves, of which four are medium demon soldiers, equivalent to six times of refining Qi, and the remaining one is high demon soldiers. The specific strength is unknown."

"As for the caravan, there were about 15 people, five of them seriously fell to the ground, and the rest were resisting. The strongest one had eight times of refining Qi, but was injured."

Moying reported the situation immediately.

"Headmaster martial uncle, shall we save people?"

Li Jiaojiao hurriedly asked.

All the other disciples looked at Ye Feng, and his anxious eyes seemed to say: headmaster, save people!

Ye Feng is in a dilemma.

He was not sure whether the caravan was worth saving. After all, people are separated from each other. Who knows whether they are good or bad.

He will never forget the story of the farmer and the snake.

But without waiting for Ye Feng to consider, he heard the unyielding roar of brother Pingtou on the path up the mountain.

At the next moment, brother Pingtou jumped onto the ethereal peak, stood up and pounced angrily on the group.

The disciples were immediately startled.

"What tenacious vitality!"

The ink warbler was most surprised.

She watched Ye Feng hang brother Pingtou many times. If she wanted to change to other higher demon soldiers, she would have died long ago.

As a result, brother Pingtou is still alive.

"How dare you come?"

Ye Feng was completely speechless, "don't panic, let me teach it!"

He dashed up with an arrow.

Brother Pingtou learned to be smart. For fear that Ye Feng would have another sliding shovel, he immediately crawled on the ground.

Seeing this, Ye Feng jumped over the flat head brother, grabbed its tail, turned more than ten circles in mid air like a windmill, and then threw it out as hard as he could.

Coincidentally, the place where brother Pingtou fell happened to be the location of the caravan.

"Mistake!"

Ye Feng stared straight.

Now, on the ground.

Five wolf like monsters were surrounding the caravan with only a dozen people, and their eyes were full of ferocity.

"Everyone form a circle to protect the injured."

A strong man with a wounded left arm spoke. He took a long knife with a gap, gasped heavily, and looked around like a tiger.

This person is the leader of the escort team of the caravan, Wang dahammer.

There were two carriages behind him, and a rapid breath came from the one in front.

Obviously, there were still people in the carriage.

"Brother sledgehammer, these are dark wolves. They are cruel and cruel. We're afraid we can't stop them for long." A wounded young man said weakly.

"It's only a dozen miles away from Baifu city. There are many spiritual sects around. As long as you stick to it, there must be hope!" The captain Wang sledgehammer roared.

"Defensive circle!"

Wang sledgehammer shouted.

The remaining ten guards with combat effectiveness worked their aura one after another and condensed a translucent rock wall in front to form a defense circle.

Ten meters away from them, there is a circle formed by five dark wolves.

The first one was glowing with cold light in his eyes and opened his mouth full of tusks.

"Woo!"

The first wolf gave a cry, and one of the thin dark wolves jumped up and saw that it was about to jump to the top of the carriage in the center of the defense circle.

But at this time, a sudden change occurred!

A black-and-white figure fell from the sky and hit the jumping dark wolf.

Bang!

A dull noise.

Brother Pingtou made a magnificent debut and sat the dark wolf on the ground, making it convulse and spit blood.

This sudden scene frightened everyone present and restrained the remaining four dark wolves.