C133 You are the magic treasure warehouse

"What big words you have there. I want to see who wants to see me."

A few cultivators were still blabbering to the peddler when a low voice appeared at the entrance of the inn. The few people turned to look, only to see a young man in light blue clothes with shoulder-length black hair appearing in front of them.

"Master, you came out at the right time. I have something that I would like to discuss with you." The peddler looked at Ye Feng with a begging gaze. He couldn't afford to offend these few cultivators, as they were all insurmountable mountains in his eyes with his Qi Condensation stage cultivation.

"You are the brat who ordered a thousand sand scorpion." He could tell that Ye Feng's cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and the five of them, since they were all at the Foundation Establishment stage, had the absolute advantage against Ye Feng, so they weren't afraid at all.

"What? You have an objection?" Ye Feng looked at them coldly. Weren't they just five Foundation Establishment cultivators? He had killed at least a few dozen Foundational Monk s, and he had even killed one Jindan. How could he care about a few people in front of him?

"Brat, do you know who you're talking to? I think you must be tired of living, to dare talk to us like that in the Sha City!" A cultivator looked up, his background seemed to be extraordinary, as if he had a very high position in the Sha City.

Ye Feng laughed coldly, he did not care about the origins of these few people. Green Light Sect must be strong, and wasn't it destroyed by him in the end?

Ever since he solved the problem with the Green Light Sect, Ye Feng's self-confidence had soared, and cultivators at this level were no longer in his eyes.

It was no wonder that Ye Feng had such confidence. If any cultivator brought along three Jindan s and a Nascent Soul Stage Expert to escort them, they would all be more arrogant than Ye Feng.

"Don't you think it's embarrassing for you to bully a peddler with a stall?" Ye Feng mocked.

They usually gathered together to bully the cultivators who had just arrived at the Sha City, or these little cultivators who did not have much influence in the Sha City.

However, no one had ever criticized them in front of everyone, and this made them lose face. The angry people immediately pointed at Ye Feng's nose and shouted: "Brat, if you dare to talk back, then don't you dare to go out of the city with me."

"Why are you going out of the city? Don't you just want to fight? If you want to teach me a lesson, then let's do it here. After all, this place is very spacious." Ye Feng looked at the five of them in a provocative manner.

"You idiot! Is this a place to fight? Are you tired of living?" The five of them looked sorrowfully at Ye Feng. It seemed that this was the first time this brat had come to the Sha City, and he wouldn't have any strength within the Sha City. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know this little bit of rule.

"Master, Sha City has rules, and cannot have any fights in the city. No matter what the reason is, as long as there is a fight, both sides will be beheaded. This is the rule set by the first City Lord ever since the establishment of Sha City, and until now, no one has dared to change it." The skewer dealer explained in a low voice to Ye Feng.

"Oh, I see." Ye Feng understood now, no wonder a few cultivators were so cocky but didn't dare to make a move on the peddler, so they had this kind of rule.

"Brat, if you dare to step out, then we'll meet outside the city." The five cultivators tried their best to arouse Ye Feng's anger, hoping that he would fall for their trap.

"Even if you leave the city today, it doesn't matter. I don't believe that you will stay in the city forever. As long as you leave, I will destroy you." A cultivator stared fiercely at Ye Feng.

"Alright, since your skin is itchy, let's go out of the city and teach you guys a lesson. I also want to let you know that there is a stronger person than you all, from now on, you all have to pinch your tails." Of course, Ye Feng didn't fall for the trap, but he wanted to teach these five a lesson. He had provoked them by eating and drinking at the restaurant, and now he dared to stir up trouble by beating them up without wasting time.

"Hahaha, that's good. Then let's meet outside the city. The one who doesn't want to go is the grandson." Seeing that Ye Feng agreed to leave the city, the five cultivators all laughed loudly.

"Sir." The peddler tried his best to lower his voice and remind Ye Feng, "These few people are not to be trifled with. Don't be rash, the consequences are unimaginable."

These five people were not kind people, and every year, the number of cultivators that fell into their hands was countless. Not only did they take them out for a lesson, even the treasures on their bodies would be taken away.

"Don't worry, roast my sand scorpion and place it on the seat inside. I'll be back in a short while." Ye Feng's face was full of confidence.

"You want to come back? I'll make you bury your bones in the sea." One of the cultivators saw Ye Feng's arrogant attitude and said some ruthless words.

Ye Feng strode out of the Sha City, and the five cultivators followed closely behind him, afraid that Ye Feng would run out of the city ahead of them.

Some of the cultivators who were watching the show shook their heads and sighed, "This young man is too impulsive."

"These fellows are truly hateful. I wonder when they will receive their retribution."

"What retribution? These fellows will all observe the situation. Seeing how powerful they are, they won't dare to do something like this. They will bully some cultivators with lower cultivations. Who can do anything to them?" After they left, there was a flurry of discussion coming from behind, but no one dared to follow them and watch the show.

Outside Sha City, in a sea of sand.

"Brat, you're quite bold. I'll give you a chance now, hand over the storage bag on you and then say that grandfather is wrong. If you dare to stand up for me again, I'll forgive you." The leader of the five said loudly, as if he was sure of Ye Feng.

"The storage bag, right?" Ye Feng casually took off the storage bag from his waist and threw it on the ground.

Even if he lost them, it wouldn't be much of a loss. The truly valuable items would be kept by Ye Feng in the internal world, and that was her safest storage bag, and taking them would be much easier, much stronger than taking the storage bag. The storage bag hanging on his waist was just putting on an act.

"Hmm?" The five of them did not expect Ye Feng to put down the storage bag so easily. They looked at each other, not understanding what Ye Feng's actions meant, logically speaking, since Ye Feng dared to follow them out of the city, it meant that he was not afraid of them, but why did he take down the storage bag?

The five of them were not good people, so they were very scheming and were very cautious when looking at others.

Seeing that the five of them did not dare to go up and pick up the storage bag, Ye Feng laughed out loud, "Why, you guys are scared, five of you beat me up and you're scared of me?

"Damn it. Brat, you've truly gotten tired of living. I'll let you know what it means by 'disaster comes from the mouth'." A cultivator ran towards Ye Feng with a huge blade in his hand. With a cold glint, he chopped towards Ye Feng's face.

"That's more like it!" Ye Feng smiled and sidestepped the blade in the cultivator's hand. The sharp blade stayed close to Ye Feng's body and missed him.

That cultivator didn't stop at all. Just now, seeing Ye Feng being so arrogant, the cultivator knew that Ye Feng had something to rely on, so he was already on guard against Ye Feng.

As the blade struck nothing, the cultivator turned his wrist and slashed horizontally towards Ye Feng's waist.

The huge blade was emitting a blade light about a foot long, and the sound of it resounded in Ye Feng's ears.

Ye Feng shook his clothes, and a small mountain appeared from his clothes. It then took the form of a physical body, and went to meet the cultivator's sabre.

"Clang!" The broadsword hacked down onto the small mountain. The small mountain was hacked into two, but the move was neutralized by the small mountain.

The cultivator with the large blade took a step forward and fell backwards.

"Magic treasure!" The eyes of all five men emitted a greedy light as they stared at Ye Feng's clothes.

"Hahaha, let me show you the power of a magic treasure." Ye Feng's hands trembled continuously as small mountains appeared from his clothes, enveloping the five cultivators within.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! One after another, the five people desperately fought against the small mountain.

Although Ye Feng didn't know the cultivation level of the original owner of the clothes, he knew that this shirt was enough to deal with Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

A small hill appeared on top of their clothes in an unending stream, making it difficult for the five of them to deal with it.

"Brothers, we can't fight head on like this. We have to break out and fight for that brat's face so that his clothes can't display their power." One of the cultivators shouted. At this time, he no longer had the means to use his spiritual sense to communicate with his companions.

"Fuck, do you think I can't take a beating just because I want to? Isn't it impossible for me to charge over?"

"That's right, where did this kid come from? How could he have such a magical treasure? This magical treasure that killed him is ours." A cultivator incited his companions.

However, no matter how hard the five cultivators tried, they were still unable to break through the small hill Ye Feng had released. It wasn't because Ye Feng's cultivation was high, but because of this magic treasure.

After tormenting the five cultivators for a while, seeing that the five people were all panting, such a confrontation really used up the opponent's strength, Ye Feng suddenly stopped shaking his clothes.

The hill in front of the five of them disappeared, and the five of them were still resisting, losing their target in an instant. They were obviously not used to it, and were stunned on the spot.

Then, a cultivator shouted loudly, "Kid, has your magic treasure failed? Then, your time of death will come."

No matter what kind of magical equipment it was, it was impossible to use without a limit. Magic treasures would consume spiritual energy, and it would take time to recover.

Ye Feng's current appearance was very much like that of a broken magic treasure.

The five of them regained their confidence and walked towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng laughed mischievously. It wasn't that some magic treasure had failed, but that Ye Feng felt that it was boring and wanted to change the strategy.

Before the five of them could even get close to him, a small pagoda descended from the sky and smashed down toward one of the cultivators.

"Bam!" The sand was stirred up very high, and the small pagoda pressed down on the cultivator. The cultivator's lower body was firmly held down, unable to move at all.

"AHH!" He still has treasures! " The rest of the four were shocked. This time, they had truly poked a hornet's nest. No wonder this brat dared to follow them out of the city alone. So he actually had a magical treasure.

However, this also stimulated the greed of a few people. Killing Ye Feng would result in obtaining two magical treasures. The attractiveness of these magical treasures was obvious.

"Come on, as long as you defeat me, I still have many treasures like this on me. All of them will belong to you." Ye Feng teased her.

In the battle to destroy the Green Light Sect, Ye Feng's gains were too great. Zhongli Family and misty valley obtained the Green Light Sect's crystal mine, so they didn't participate in the distribution of the treasures in the Green Light Sect. The Treasure Pavilion obtained the majority of the treasures, but Xu Qiang didn't take all of the treasures with him.

Ye Feng let the people of Wanghai Sect choose and choose. Zhongli Ye Ge and Chou Siyao also changed to top quality equipment, and the rest of the items were all taken by Ye Feng.

Among them, there were countless different kinds of treasures. Ye Feng had even obtained two Nascent Soul Stage Expert's treasures, and a dozen of aurine stage's treasures.

Ye Feng had set up a special storage area for treasures in internal world. The various treasures were placed together, making it look like a small mountain.

The four cultivators looked at each other, then resolutely walked towards Ye Feng.

"Whoosh!" A cold light flashed, straight towards the cultivator at the front.

The cultivator hurriedly welcomed the cold light with the sword in his hand.

"Crack!" The cold light cut the treasured sword in the cultivator's hand in half and then nailed it to the cultivator's chest.

"Pfft!" The cultivator coughed out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The remaining three people were all dumbfounded. Just how many treasures did Ye Feng have?

All three of them felt a strong sense of fear as their steps gradually slowed down.

"Clang!" A pair of golden alms bowl instantly enveloped a cultivator. The two alms alms bowl closed, and the cultivator was wrapped up in it.

The remaining two cultivators turned around and ran without a word. At a time like this, there was no need to care about camaraderie. Face and running for one's life was the most important.

"You want to run? Let me see where you can run to!"

Ye Feng released two magic treasures and charged towards the two cultivators.