Chapter 45 The Battle of the Demon Generals, the Master of Xieguang Village

However, sweet times are always short.

Thirty miles after Ye Feng and Mo Ying left Beacon Fire City, two strong demonic energy suddenly rose into the sky in a dense forest below.

The violent airflow hit, Mo Ying quickly controlled the flying sword to turn around, and escaped the surprise attack in a thrilling way.

Whoa!

The giant tree below that was several tens of meters in height fell to the surroundings in a ring shape, and in a blink of an eye, it spread to dozens of meters away, and there was a deafening sound.

Ye Feng and Mo Ying stood on the flying sword and looked down from a low altitude of 100 meters. They saw two huge figures appearing in the center of the collapsed tree, fighting fiercely.

One is a giant crocodile with two wings, which is more than ten meters long, but because it is too bulky, it cannot fly at all.

The other is a wild boar-shaped monster, three meters high, as strong as an elephant, with two sharp curved tusks three meters long, and a single thrust can overturn the giant crocodile.

"It's a monster-level monster!"

Mo Ying's face was solemn.

Ye Feng couldn't see their specific cultivation base, but after a little estimation, he felt that each of them could hang a hundred flat-headed brothers.

"Too strong, is this a demon general comparable to the Primordial Gathering Realm? It's really terrifying! Even if I encounter them, I have to turn around and run away." Ye Feng said in shock.

"Those are the fang-fang mad pig and the two-winged giant crocodile. They are very famous in this area. It is said that the two sides have already reached the peak of demon generals. They rarely appear on weekdays. It was already pale, but Ye Feng couldn't see it.

She immediately drove the flying sword to take a detour.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the fangs mad pig retreated dozens of meters, and then sprinted and smashed one of the teeth of the two-winged giant crocodile, like a sharp sword slashing at Ye Feng and Mo Ying in the sky.

"Be careful!"

Ye Feng pushed Mo Ying away and blocked the half-foot-long sharp tooth with both hands, feeling like he was hit by a dozen mad cows and fell off the flying sword.

"Master!"

Mo Ying hurriedly drove the flying sword to catch up, grabbed Ye Feng, and flew very fast against the canopy of the tree, quickly leaving the fighting range of the two peak demon generals.

ten miles away.

On the bank of a large river with a width of several hundred meters.

This is the "Fenghuo River", which belongs to one of the branches of the Nanjiang River Basin. It flows from west to east, passing through the city of Fenghuo.

Fly more than 100 miles west along the river bank, and then fly south for dozens of miles, and you can return to Misty Peak.

"As expected of the sharp teeth of the two-winged giant crocodile, it is so hard. It is estimated that it can sell for a good price." Ye Feng tapped the sharp tooth, then put it away, and found that Mo Ying was using the spirit stone to restore the wear and tear.

"someone is coming!"

Suddenly, Mo Ying sensed the breath of other cultivators, and immediately grasped the sword art, ready to fight.

In this wilderness, someone suddenly approached, and the possibility of killing people was the greatest.

"Jie Jie Jie, finally caught up."

Five burly figures in black suits surrounded him, four Qi-refining seventh-level and one Qi-refining eighth-level.

The person who spoke was the masked strong man of the eighth level of qi refining, holding a very unique spiritual tool, in the shape of a plate, with five sharp blades suspended on it.

"Big brother, it looks like it's just a mortal and a beautiful woman at the sixth level of Qi refining." A masked man with a cockscomb head smiled.

Looking at Mo Ying's proud figure, he felt that even if she was ugly, it didn't matter.

After hearing what that person said, Ye Feng secretly thought that Mo Ying's way of concealing his cultivation was really good, and he actually concealed these people.

"Encircle!"

At this time, the eighth-level leader of Qi Refining on the tray waved his hand, and the five sharp blades on the disc spirit tool suddenly burst out of the air, enclosing Ye Feng and Mo Ying in a circle.

In this case, even if they flew away with their swords, they would not be as fast as these five flying blades.

"It's a low-grade spiritual weapon 'Zimu Wulian Blade'. It belongs to a complete set of spiritual weapons. It can come and go freely, and it is very dangerous."

Mo Ying recognized this set of spiritual tools and hurriedly reminded them.

She wasn't sure whether Ye Feng could withstand this magical weapon that was good at breaking defenses. After all, she could cut Ye Feng's fingers apart last time when she urged Yingfeng Feijian.

"Yo, this little beauty understands quite well."

The strong cockscomb-headed man smiled and held a dagger of the low-grade spirit tool level.

Several other people also showed their spiritual weapons. Even the ninth level of Qi refining might not be able to withstand this kind of battle.

However, Ye Feng was not panicking.

These people mistakenly thought he was a mortal, and he was able to use this as a cover.

"Brother, do you want to wait for the village owner?" At this time, Jiguantou asked in a low voice.

"No wait, let's get rid of this little beauty's anger first, wait for him to come, this little beauty doesn't belong to our brothers."

The brawny man known as "Big Brother" immediately urged his mother and son to have five swords in a row, and five dazzling sword lights swept across the air, attacking Mo Ying's sea of ​​air and limbs respectively.

"Dang" sound.

The group of thieves only saw that the humble mortal threw a green object, and then instantly enlarged it into a huge green copper bell, which shook five flying blades.

"How can mortals use spiritual tools?"

The five bandits all showed incredible expressions.

But what shocked them even more was that Ye Feng swept a distance of ten meters in an instant and punched the bandit called "Big Brother".

Clang!

Mo Ying didn't hesitate, cast the perfect first-grade spell "Liuguang Sword Qi" to control the windward flying sword to penetrate the body of the cockscomb head bandit.

Immediately after, she cast Dacheng's first-grade spell "Backstab", turning it into a cloud of black smoke. The next moment, she appeared behind the third bandit, caught the flying sword that was nearby, and slashed fiercely.

Tear!

The third bandit was killed on the spot.

The remaining two looked horrified. They were just about to start, but the eldest, second, and third brothers became cold.

This made them feel like they were being robbed.

"escape!"

"Look for the village master to avenge us!"

The remaining two flew away, but Ye Feng threw the Spirit Yuan Bell and crushed one of the bandits to death. As for the other, it was also cut off by Mo Ying Yu Jian.

Since then, all five bandits have been killed.

With the experience near the forest farm, Ye Feng licked his bag numbly and took away all the spiritual tools from these people, but other than that, there was nothing else, which made him a little depressed.

"When the bandits go out to rob, they don't bring much things with them except the weapons they have in hand." Mo Ying was like a walking NPC in a novice village, and knew everything.

"No wonder so poor!"

Ye Feng said suddenly.

However, the harvest of five low-grade spiritual tools is also a very good harvest. However, when he thought that the other party also had a "zhai owner", Ye Feng suddenly felt that his head was big.

Later, the two were about to burn five thieves, but found a middle-aged man with high cheekbones and sunken eyes from above the woods.

This person exudes the breath of the ninth level of Qi refining, wearing a set of black armor, holding a knife in the left and a sword in the right.

He pounced on Ye Feng and Mo Ying, gritted his teeth and said, "Dare to kill my brothers in Xieguang Village, courting death!"