C240 Frightened urine

"Halt!"

Seeing the White-robed Man walk over while ignoring everything, the one-eyed man bellowed, his eyes shooting out a cold light.

Damn it, don't you know that they were robbed? Still so calm?

Hearing the one-eyed man's cold shout, Ye Feng still continued to do what he was doing and did not put the one-eyed man in his eyes.

Ye Feng took another step forward, approaching the one eyed man.

"Brat, you're courting death!" The one-eyed man roared.

As he said that, he held onto the large blade that was taller than him by 1.8 meters with both hands.

This large blade was filled with a dense amount of Profound Qi s, releasing a golden light, with an imposing aura that shot into the sky like a rainbow, implying his entire cultivation. Even the Ninth Level of Martial Lord Stage Martial Cultivator would not dare to easily block this blade.

As for Ye Feng, a Ninth Level of Martial General imp, in the eyes of a single eye, he would definitely be smashed to smithereens with a single slash.

The three companions of the one-eyed man looked at Ye Feng as if they were looking at a corpse.

However.

Just as the big blade was about to hit Ye Feng's head, Ye Feng moved like lightning. He used two of his fingers to pinch the big blade's sharp blade.

A terrifying wave of Profound Qi energy spread out between Ye Feng's fingers, shaking the surrounding walls.

Ye Feng's finger was safe and sound, not even a scratch was left.

The one-eyed man suddenly stopped, but he still maintained his chopping posture. However, his face was still filled with shock.

The sneers on the faces of the three men instantly froze, and they revealed expressions of utter destruction.

"This …"

"Impossible, right? That kid used two or three fingers to block that one-eyed blade with all his might?"

"How could this be?"

One of them thought that he was seeing things and couldn't help but rub his eyes. He looked again and again, but the result was that the boy in white was holding the saber with two fingers. It wasn't that he was seeing things, but it was real!

After the one-eyed man recovered from his shock, he tried to retract his saber. However, no matter how much strength he used, he was unable to do so. It was as if the saber had been caught in a massive iron clamp.

For a moment, the one-eyed man's face was completely red, and one of his eyes was about to pop out of its sockets.

Ye Feng did not move an inch, and the sneer still remained on the corner of his mouth.

"Put..." "Let go!" The one-eyed man could not pull out a big blade, so he clenched his teeth and shouted at Ye Feng.

Ka-cha! *

Ye Feng used some force and the big blade broke from the middle, half was held by the one-eyed man, and the other half was caught between Ye Feng's two fingers.

The one-eyed man's expression changed drastically as cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He looked at Ye Feng with fear.

The three men next to her once again refreshed their senses.

It had to be known that the broadsword in the one-eyed man's hand was a human weapon, but it had been broken by the white-clothed youth's forceful pinch!

Just how terrifying was this white-clothed youth's strength!

Ye Feng waved his right hand, and with a whoosh, the half of the blade transformed into a shadow and flashed across the neck of the one-eyed man. In the end, it pierced into a thick wall ten meters away, and the half a meter long blade all went into the wall, piercing straight through the wall.

The one-eyed man froze. His face was as white as paper, and beads of cold sweat were rolling down his forehead. It was as if he had just crawled out of hell.

As for the other three men, their eyes were wide open and their bodies were drenched in cold sweat.

However, Ye Feng acted as if nothing had happened, as if he had just farted and walked right past him without even looking at the one-eyed man.

When Ye Feng left the alleyway, the one-eyed man heaved a sigh of relief. He sat down on the ground and stepped on the wet ground.

She was completely certain that if the white-clothed youth wanted to kill her, he only needed to move his fingers!

However, the boy in white clothes didn't kill him. He simply didn't care about him at all. He completely disregarded him!

Only now did he realize that he had robbed a terrifying person!

Only, he could not understand, how a Ninth Level of Martial General imp could possess such terrifying strength!

Not long after Ye Feng left the alley, a green-clothed youth in front of him knocked on the gong and shouted loudly. "We urgently need a Martial Cultivator at the early stage of Ninth Level of Martial Lord Stage or above to head to the ancient tomb.

For a moment, the Young Fighters surrounded them.

"Hey, isn't that the mercenary group Lin Qing? He came to recruit people again! Last time they entered an ancient tomb, they had a rich harvest. "

"If I can catch their attention and enter the ancient tomb with them and obtain the treasures from the ancient tomb, my cultivation will definitely increase by leaps and bounds!"

"…"

Countless Martial Cultivator were discussing.

"Ancient tomb?!" Ye Feng frowned, then walked forward, "Tombs usually have Heavenly And Earthly Treasures s, go investigate!"

"I'm registering!" A black skinned man walked out, with a pair of sinister tiger eyes, he said to Lin Qing.

Lin Qing swept the black skinned man with his gaze, and nodded: "Peak of Ninth Level of Martial Lord Stage, not bad, but you still have to test yourself! Because the ancient tomb is dangerous, we need a truly talented Martial Cultivator, otherwise we will be held up! "

The black skinned man said loudly, "Cut the crap, let's begin the test!"

Lin Qing did not speak, he looked at a fatty beside him with his hands folded across his chest.

Fatty walked out, looked at the black skinned man, and said, "The test is very simple. As long as you can take one of my punches, it's considered passing!"

"Cut the crap, come on!" The black skinned man quickly said as he took a few steps back, ready to fight.

Fatty was expressionless. Suddenly, a terrifying aura burst out from his body as his entire body was enveloped in a layer of red light. The scorching heat emitted from his body was extremely terrifying.

The faces of the spectators changed, and they immediately retreated a few steps, exclaiming in shock, "So powerful, it should be the Martial King!"

"This aura, it must be that of the Martial King!"

The dark-skinned man's expression was grave, but he didn't cower.

The fatty's breath turned heavy. He stomped on the ground and a deep crater appeared. The fatty turned into a blur as he charged at the dark-skinned man and threw a punch at him.

The black skinned man clenched his teeth as he touched the Space Ring. A Dark Light flew out and transformed into a black shield.

"Look! It's Black Bear's tortoise shell shield!"

"I heard that the tortoise shell shield can defend against an all-out attack from the Martial King!"

"With this tortoise shell shield, Black Bear can definitely block Fatty's attack!"

"…"

The surrounding Martial Cultivator discussed, they were all optimistic about Black Bear!

Amidst the crowd's discussion, the fatty's Rage Fist struck the tortoise shell shield unreservedly!

Bang.

A low sonic boom rang out as the tortoise shell shield shattered!

However.

The fatty's fist did not slow down at all and finally landed on the black bear's chest.

Bang.

Black Bear was sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood and rolled onto the street ten meters away, fainting.

The surrounding Martial Cultivator were speechless!

They had never expected that Black Bear would be unable to take out his tortoise shell shield to block Fatty's attack!

"This fatty's strength is too terrifying!"

"This test is too strict. Who can pass it?"

"…"

For a moment, all the surrounding Martial Cultivator shook their heads and sighed. Some of those that wanted to register gave up on this idea!

The fatty didn't even look at the black bear. He held the bear in both hands and stood by the side with his head raised. He had a look of 'trash' on his face.

Lin Qing looked at the unconscious Black Bear, shook his head, and continued to shout: "Who wants to register, come here!"

The surrounding Martial Cultivator shook their heads, and no one came out to register!

"Looks like no one is registering!" Lin Qing prepared to stop!

"Wait!" A faint voice sounded.