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As Ye Feng flew forward, he organized the memories of this body.

This fellow was the precious son of Taiyin Faction Elder Ye. He had lived in the Taiyin Faction since he was young, but his talent in cultivation was extremely poor.

Elder Ye had fed him countless good things throughout his life, but after twenty years, he was still just a Ninth Level of Martial General.

And he had a resounding reputation within the Taiyin Faction, was called "Trash".

This name had even spread throughout the six sects.

This time, he had escaped from the Taiyin Faction and entered the Cosmic Star Tomb. He just wanted to have a fortuitous encounter within the Cosmic Star Tomb and change his fate.

Shaking his head, Ye Feng flew forward. Suddenly, the Chaotic Dragon Cauldron inside his body released a low hum, but upon sensing the Heavenly And Earthly Treasures, Ye Feng's eyes lit up.

His luck was good, he found the Heavenly And Earthly Treasures so quickly.

And according to the Chaotic Dragon Cauldron's reaction, this was an Intermediate Heavenly And Earthly Treasures.

Without hesitation, Ye Feng immediately flew forward.

Very quickly, Ye Feng arrived at a cold place with faint red smoke curling around it.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng clenched his teeth and rushed in.

The fearsome yin aura around him pounced towards Ye Feng like a demon, as if wanting to tear him to shreds.

Ye Feng hurriedly used his Chaotic Dragon Cauldron to resist the cold.

After a while, he saw a red plant growing out of the pile of remains. It blossomed with a small black flower, looking extremely demonic.

"Netherworld Flower!" Ye Feng's eyes lit up.

This kind of flower bloomed in the cold, dark places. It grew by absorbing death energy, so it was named the Underworld Flower.

It was an extremely rare kind of intermediate Heavenly And Earthly Treasures.

It could be used as a Yellow Springs Pellet. I heard that this kind of Pill could revive a person from the dead.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth raised, he walked over and harvested the Yellow Springs Flowers, then put them back into the Space Ring, planning to find a relatively safe place to refine them before breaking through.

However, just at this time, Ye Feng frowned, he sensed that a Martial Cultivator was flying over quickly.

In the blink of an eye, a green-robed figure appeared in front of Ye Feng. It was a young man around the age of twenty-five.

He swept his gaze across Ye Feng, and revealed a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "Taiyin Faction!"

Because Ye Feng possessed the flesh of Taiyin Faction "Ye Feng," the clothes he wore betrayed him.

Ye Feng looked at the azure-robed man in front of him and his expression changed slightly. This was because he had heard from the memories of "Ye Feng" that the man in front of him was a disciple of True Yang Sect — — Ou Jin.

In the past, he had participated in Taiyin Faction before, so Ye Feng recognized him.

Ye Feng did not want to cause trouble, so without a word, he turned and left.

"Halt." However, Ou Jin let out a cold shout.

"What's the matter?" Ye Feng asked.

Ou Jin looked around and asked, "Did you take the Netherworld Flower?"

"Yes sir!" Ye Feng replied honestly.

"Very well, hand it over, because it is mine." Ou Jin said coldly.

"Yours?" Ye Feng frowned, "On what basis are you saying that it is yours?"

"If I say it's mine, it's mine." "I found it three days ago, before it bloomed. I think it will bloom today, so I came to get it."

"In other words, this Netherworld Flower wasn't planted by you, you found it here." Ye Feng said, "To think that it would be like this, this Netherworld Flower belongs to anyone."

Ou Jin's gaze was somewhat cold. "I found it first. Hand it over quickly."

Ye Feng said: "I picked it first, so it's mine now."

"You really won't hand it over?" Ou Jin's gaze turned cold. He took a step forward, and his cultivation of the 3rd level of the Martial Lord realm exploded.

"Nope." Ye Feng rejected him flatly, and didn't even need to think about it.

"You're courting death." "I advise you to hand it over as soon as possible, before I beat you up and take it away."

In his opinion, Ye Feng was a weakling with a weak Ninth Level of Martial General, someone he could abuse whenever he wanted.

"If you have the ability, then go ahead and try." Ye Feng flew into a rage and retorted back.

"I didn't want to hit trash like you. You forced my hand." Ou Jin was furious. "Then I'll clean up your trash."

With that, he erupted with power and punched towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng sneered, his Qi becoming heavy as he punched towards the incoming attack.

Bang.

The two fists collided with each other. Ou Jin's face twisted and his body was sent flying. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"You'd better not provoke me again." Ye Feng said coldly.

"Damn it." Ou Jin was enraged, "Ye Feng, don't think that just because you have a father protecting you, I won't dare to kill you? If I kill you here, no one will know. "

"Then try it." Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light.

Gritting his teeth, Ou Jin's cultivation exploded, his entire body was surrounded by a layer of faint green light, like a ferocious beast pouncing towards Ye Feng, the Mudra in his hands formed a seal, and he threw a palm out: "Die!"

A strange energy was hidden within the azure light of the Fist, as if it was a vortex that could devour everything.

Actually, Ye Feng did not know that this was a middle grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique [Vacuum Hand]. If he were to cultivate the Profound Truths Essence of Advance, he would strike out with his palm, turning the palm into a whirlpool which would absorb anything approaching him. However, Ou Jin had yet to reach this stage of cultivation.

Ye Feng frowned, then formed a seal with the Mudra in his hand.

Boom.

The green palm shattered.

Thump, thump, thump.

Ou Jin was forced back three steps. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth as he exclaimed in fear, "Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique!"

He thought that he was a genius at martial arts cultivation. This set of palms, which were extremely difficult to cultivate, reached the proficiency realm within two months. It caused quite a sensation in the True Treasury Sect.

However, the Ye Feng in front of them, who was known as the trash of Taiyin Faction, was actually able to cultivate a Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique.

"You … Aren't you trash from Taiyin Faction? How could you train in a high-rank yellow-rank martial skill? " Ou Jin didn't understand.

Ye Feng didn't answer him, but said coldly, "Scram."

Hearing that, Ou Jin's eyes became gloomy, and he roared: "Trash, what are you being so arrogant for, isn't it just training in a Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique? Your cultivation is only at the Ninth Level of Martial General, I can easily torture you like a dog. "

As he said that, Ou Jin gritted his teeth and once again attacked towards Ye Feng.

He was only at the third level of the Martial Lord realm, so he was not afraid of Ye Feng's Ninth Level of Martial General!

Unfortunately, he was completely wrong.

Although Ye Feng's Cultivation Breath was a set of Ninth Level of Martial General, its cultivation was a genuine set of First Level of Martial Lord. Also, its strength surpassed the second level of the Martial Lord realm.

Seeing Ou Jin coming over, Ye Feng's gaze turned cold. He pressed on the center of his brows and a green light shot out, entering Ou Jin's body.

In an instant, Ou Jin's face changed. He felt that his cultivation had retreated back to the First Level of Martial Lord. How did my cultivation regressed? Trash, what did you do to me? "

Ou Jin panicked.

However, Ye Feng didn't waste any time with him, he rushed forward with a punch.

Ou Jin braced himself to take the blow.「 Bang!」 Ou Jin vomited blood and was sent flying. He fell to the ground.

Ye Feng rushed forward and stepped on Ou Jin's chest with his foot. Crack!

"Do you want to die?" Ye Feng asked coldly.