C93 Who did this to who

"You old thing, you clearly can't see, why are you running faster than a cultivator that can see?" Ye Feng stood there and cursed, just thinking that he would be able to find a treasure if he followed Old Blind, but who would have thought that Old Blind would disappear after a few leaps. No matter how fast Ye Feng was, he could only see a wisp of smoke.

Helplessly, Ye Feng had to search by himself.

This was the core of this small world, and logically speaking, there should be a lot of heavenly materials here, but what made him disappointed was that besides the stones and giant trees, there weren't even any medicinal herbs, nor any spirit beasts. Not even a flying insect could be seen here, it was just too quiet, it was too quiet, the surroundings were deathly silent, and even after calming down, Ye Feng could feel a kind of oppressive atmosphere, which made him very uncomfortable.

Since he lost his Old Blind, Ye Feng no longer sprinted forward.

"Scoundrel, hand over your life!" Angry shouts could be heard from afar.

Ye Feng quickly ran in the direction of the sound. Someone with a goal in mind was still better than blindly advancing.

"How dare you! You dare to tease junior sister, I will take your life today!" A cultivator roared.

Ye Feng looked over. Beside him was a charming and seductive female cultivator. Opposite the two of them stood a vulgar looking man.

He recognized that female cultivator as a disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect, but not the other cultivator.

"Humph!" If you want to obtain my magical equipment, you can do so openly. Using such a despicable method, you even call yourself righteous, despicable person! " The vulgar cultivator said.

"Hehe, if you know what's good for you, hand the treasure over. Otherwise, even if you leave this place, the reputation of a dirty thief will be with you for the rest of your life." The male cultivator from the Hundred Flowers Sect sneered.

"Senior Brother, there's no need to argue with him. If we directly kill him, then we'll be the ones to take revenge." The Hundred Flowers Sect female cultivator was even more direct.

"Alright, let's do as Junior Sister says." The red flying sword in the male cultivator's hand flew straight towards the vulgar cultivator.

Naturally, that vulgar cultivator would not surrender so he used a large hammer to meet the flying sword. The two of them fought.

Ye Feng turned around and left. He had already come here and was still fighting for the Scarlet Fruit. Quickly searching for the sealed thing was the most important thing.

"Who is it!" The female cultivator shouted.

Crack! His spiritual sense was so sensitive that he was discovered the moment he started to move. He absolutely could not be involved in this battle. Ye Feng performed the 'shrink the earth into an inch' movement and rushed towards the distance.

"Junior brother, quickly help senior brother get rid of these two fellows. I will give you half of the Scarlet Fruit." While the two cultivators from the Hundred Flowers Sect were stunned, the vulgar cultivator took the chance to rush towards Ye Feng.

"Chase, we can't let him escape just like that." The two cultivators from the Hundred Flowers Sect were chasing after him.

"Fuck, isn't this framing laozi?" Ye Feng sprinted forward and thought to himself, I can't outrun the Old Blind, and I still can't outrun all of you.

"Whoosh!" The appearance of the figure gave Ye Feng a fright. Why was he so fast?

The vulgar cultivator had already followed closely behind Ye Feng, but Ye Feng was not convinced. His feet moved at full speed, wanting to get rid of that cultivator.

"Little brother, what are you running so fast for? Wait for me for a moment." The vulgar cultivator did not fall behind at all.

"I say, I have no enmity with you, why would you frame me?" Ye Feng said angrily.

"Isn't this to get rid of those two fellows?" The vulgar cultivator said.

Ye Feng became anxious, his appearance was clearly seen by the cultivators of the Hundred Blossom Sect, there would definitely be a battle in the future when they meet again, and he could not take off his bronze mask, there was still a strong enemy like Wu Caichan here.

The two Hundred Flowers Sect cultivators behind were already some distance away, making them relatively safer.

"Little brother, which sect do you belong to?" The vulgar cultivator tried to get close, "Maybe our sect really has some connections."

"Screw you! We don't have any sects, only a rogue cultivator!" Ye Feng directly replied.

"Oh, that's easy." The vulgar cultivator said.

"What's there to do?" Ye Feng asked in confusion.

"Look who it is." The vulgar cultivator suddenly pointed to the side of Ye Feng.

"Pah, this trick doesn't work on me." Ye Feng leaped to the side, dodging the vulgar cultivator's sneak attack.

"Little brother, you are quite nimble." The vulgar cultivator failed to hit the target with his attack, but he didn't have the slightest awareness of being a sneak attack. He smilingly looked at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng also looked at him, carefully sizing up this fellow. The boots of this vulgar cultivator caught Ye Feng's attention, and these boots emitted a faint aura of spirit energy, giving off a feeling of wind under his feet.

He understood that the boots this wretched cultivator was wearing were definitely a magic treasure. Otherwise, he would have relied on his boots to catch up to him.

"Little brother, do you think you can escape from my hands?" The vulgar cultivator's smile was truly vulgar.

"Really? You are so confident that you can kill me." Ye Feng had something to rely on. This guy was only at the Jindan Stage, San Lang could easily kill him.

"Look at this!" The hammer in the vulgar cultivator's hand flashed. It became the size of a millstone and fell toward Ye Feng.

The howling wind brought with it an intimidating aura.

Ye Feng did not dare to be careless. He shook his clothes and a small mountain appeared in front of the vulgar cultivator's hammer.

Fortunately, Ying Qinan had gotten rid of it due to the poisonous water from the Wyrm King. The spiritual sense that Ying Qinan had given this piece of clothes to the Wyrm King was also melted away by the poisonous water, so even if Ye Feng had gotten it, he would not be able to use it.

When Ye Feng saw this robe was very powerful, he wore it on his body.

"Bam!" The small mountain knocked the vulgar cultivator's hammer away and flew back into the hands of the vulgar cultivator.

"Hey, I didn't realize that not only does little brother have this kind of strange skill, but also this kind of treasure." The vulgar cultivator's smile became even more vulgar.

"Hmph, there are many things that you don't know. If you offend me, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Ye Feng said fiercely.

"Hahaha, just a small Qi Condensation cultivator. As long as you hand over your treasured robe and reveal the secrets to your technique, I can consider leaving you an intact corpse today." The vulgar cultivator had already treated Ye Feng as a dish that he could play with as he wished.

"Hmm, I also like the boots at your feet. Today, those boots will belong to me." This vulgar cultivator wasn't anything good, so of course Ye Feng wouldn't be polite with him. Today, he must kill this cultivator.

"Sure. Then let's have a spar. " The hammer in the vulgar cultivator's hand suddenly expanded and transformed into a pair of clenched hands. He waved his arms and directly smashed down towards Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng did not dodge at all. Just now, when Ye Feng used his treasure clothes to feel out a hammer that could defend against his hammer attack, Ye Feng's heart had become a lot calmer. He did not need to call out San Lang to immediately kill him.

With a shake of his treasured robe, two small hills appeared and descended towards the wretched little mountain.

Boom! Boom! Two rays of light later, the vulgar cultivator's hammer smashed apart the small mountain and then rushed towards Ye Feng.

His cultivation was still too low, Ye Feng felt that if this treasure clothes were on Ying Qinan, he would definitely kill the wretched cultivator, and even if he wore it, he wouldn't be able to unleash that kind of power.

With a shake of his wrist, an octagonal shaped small pagoda flew towards the vulgar cultivator. This was a treasure left behind by Li Xiaomeng, and was now all used by Ye Feng.

The hammer in the vulgar cultivator's hand struck the small pagoda.

Ye Feng consecutively shook his clothes while simultaneously commanding the small pagoda. The two treasures simultaneously launched attacks at the vulgar cultivator.

This time, the wretched cultivator was at a disadvantage. He only had a hammer in his hand, yet he was clearly flustered. Gu Dong could not care less.

"Little brother, you and I have no grievances in the past few days, so stop now. Let's make peace." The vulgar cultivator felt that the situation wasn't looking good and quickly admitted his defeat. In his heart, he made up his mind. As long as Ye Feng stopped, he would definitely launch a fierce attack.

"Sure." Ye Feng violently shook his treasure clothes, and ten small mountains in a row rushed towards the vulgar cultivator. The small pagoda was not idle either, hiding in the middle of the small mountain as it smashed towards the vulgar cultivator.

"Damn, you're still serious?" The vulgar cultivator panicked. He waved his arm and didn't dare to stop for even a second.

Taking aim at the perverted cultivator's flustered hands and feet, a black light flashed in Ye Feng's hand as he stepped forward and approached the perverted cultivator.

"Go and be a good person!" The dragonslaying knife in his hand hacked down.

"Rao!" Before the vulgar cultivator could finish his sentence, he felt a refreshing feeling spread from his forehead to his stomach.

"Pfft!" Blood spurted into the air as the vulgar cultivator was sliced in half.

"Hmm, this hammer is not bad. I'll keep it." Ye Feng withdrew the hammer back to the internal world. Ye Feng naturally could not give up on the boots of the vulgar cultivator, it was definitely a treasure that could increase one's speed by a lot. Ye Feng directly put the boots on his own foot.

He then took off the storage bag of the wretched cultivator. Inside, there were crystals and a few magic treasures. Ye Feng could tell that these magic treasures were all very ordinary.

"Eh, what is this?" Ye Feng saw a few thin beast skins and casually picked them up. It turned out to be three masks made of beast skins. Picking one up and putting it on made him feel very comfortable.

There was no mirror here, so she couldn't see his current appearance. However, Ye Feng knew that even if he appeared in front of Wu Caichan right now, she wouldn't be able to recognize him.

Alright, I was just sleepy when someone brought me a pillow.

With the vulgar cultivator's good performance, Ye Feng did not feed him to San Lang. Instead, he dug a hole in the ground and buried him.

After burying the vulgar cultivator, Ye Feng continued to move forward and tested the boots on his feet. He didn't know what material the boots were made of, but they were extremely comfortable and did not need to consider the size of the shoes.

His speed had also increased by a lot. He did not need to consume that much spiritual energy, as his speed would be around the same as when he was using the Spatial Compression Technique.

He reckoned that if he met Old Blind right now, if he was to use the Spatial Compression Technique, even Old Blind would not be able to escape, he would not be able to escape.

As they moved forward, Ye Feng felt an extremely strong pressure coming from ahead.

He slowed down and walked forward.

A vague outline of a huge building appeared in his line of sight, and the pressure that Ye Feng felt was from this building.

The entire building was shrouded in black fog, although it was not pitch black, it was still hidden inside. Ye Feng walked closer, and only after he was less than 500 meters did he discover the existence of the building.

Feeling the pressure, seeing the messy footprints on the ground that led to the building deep in the black fog, Ye Feng's heart was moved, wasn't this the center of the ruins that everyone was looking for?

A lot of people seem to have gotten there first.

At this time, he could no longer care about the dangers inside. There were only footprints on the ground, but there were still no footprints on the ground, which meant that the treasures inside had not been divided completely. If he went in now, he might even be able to get a piece of the cake.

How could the treasure hunt not involve crazy people!