Chapter 1343 Conflict on Ghost Mountain

"Thank you."

Ye Feng said to the housekeeper, and then looked straight up at the huge mountain in front of him. The visual impact of the ghost mountain was even stronger when viewed up close.

The bones of a dead person were piled densely there, and the smell of decay blended with the yin energy of farmers. Just standing there, wrapped in this smell, could give people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Looking at the path up the mountain, it is winding and winding. The steps are all made of various skeletons. Many skeletons are placed there, and the empty eye holes seem to be releasing bursts of deathly luster.

This ghost mountain is made up of dead people's bones. With such a huge volume, it is difficult for Ye Feng to imagine how many people are buried in this ghost city and how many resentful spirits exist here.

Even when he was at the foot of the mountain, he seemed to be able to hear the faint wailing sounds of resentful spirits coming from the ghost mountain. The sound seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow, making people feel the trembling of the soul.

Ye Feng simply calmed his mind and walked towards the steps that went straight up the path. As soon as he walked up the steps, a strong yin energy gathered towards his body.

If he hadn't practiced the Twelfth Stage Life and Death Sutra, even this Yin Qi would not be something he could bear, and his soul would be eaten away bit by bit and eventually he would die.

As he stepped towards the stairs, Ye Feng completely released the Twelfth-grade Life and Death Sutra to resist the invasion of his body by the strong Yin Qi.

After about half an hour, Ye Feng finally reached the end of the path, and at this moment he could see that he was already in the center of the ghost mountain.

Above his head, a flat place in the mountains suddenly appeared, with caves passing through it on the surface of the mountain.

These caves were obviously dug manually later, and many people gathered on this flat land.

Almost all of them were powerful ghost cultivators. Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp edge. It seemed that this was the training place that the steward mentioned.

However, the number of caves on the surface of the mountain is limited, but the number of strong men gathered here far exceeds the number of winter clothes, so that there are so many strong men waiting here outside.

This flat land is extremely vast, with a total area of ​​several hundred feet. Although it is only in the center of the Ghost Mountain, standing here and looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Youdu City. It can be seen how high the entire Ghost Mountain must be.

"Look, another person is here."

At this moment, such a voice sounded among the crowd gathered in this flat land.

Many people's eyes turned to Ye Feng who had just arrived here, with a bit of curiosity.

"Wearing a mask, I dare not show my true face to others. At first glance, I look like a rat. Why should we care?"

The young man who had reached the fourth level of Ghost King said with disdain. He comes from a top sect force in Youdu City. Today he came to this ghost mountain training place specifically, trying to find a cave to practice, but he didn't want all the caves to be occupied.

Many people nodded, Ye Feng was very unfamiliar to them, and they could feel that Ye Feng's cultivation level seemed to be still very low, only the first level of Ghost King.

Logically speaking, most of the people who can come here to practice are the top geniuses in Youdu City, and the generals or lieutenants of Chengdu Prefecture also have such qualifications.

However, in the eyes of everyone, Ye Feng has nothing to do with the above-mentioned people, and they don't know how he got here.

"Hey, where are you from? Why did you come here? Don't you know the rules of Ghost Mountain?"

At this moment, a young man walked towards Ye Feng's direction first, looked at Ye Feng with cold eyes, and asked, his expression extremely arrogant.

Ye Feng looked at this young man. The Ghost King's third-level cultivation was quite good according to his age.

"I am the deputy general of the city lord's Rakshasa tent, and I came here specially to practice."

Ye Feng directly reported his identity. He did not want to cause trouble here, but only wanted to practice and improve his strength.

"Hahaha ……"

However, after hearing what Ye Feng said, the young man who was in the third level of ghost cultivation immediately had a mocking smile on his face. He couldn't help but look at Ye Feng carefully and said, "Just you? Still under the Rakshasa tent?" Lieutenant general? Don’t you even write down a draft for your big words?”

"I have no obligation to explain to you, so just get out of the way!"

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to the other party's sarcastic words and said indifferently.

"What? I guessed it. You must be pretending. As far as I know, none of the lieutenants under the general's account in the City Lord's Mansion are powerful beings who have been on the battlefield for a long time. With your level of cultivation, you may not even be able to You are not even qualified to carry the deputy general's shoes, and you are still talking nonsense here. I don't know how you came here, and I don't want to know. Now go back to where you came from. I don't want to waste time with you!"

Hearing that Ye Feng did not explain, the young man thought that Ye Feng was a fake, and his words became more and more excessive.

Many people present pointed at Ye Feng. They were all ghost cultivators from various major families in Youdu City, and they knew a lot about some things about the City Lord's Mansion.

The position of lieutenant general under the Six War Generals is not low. As this young man said, as lieutenants, they are basically experienced people in the battlefield. How can someone like Ye Feng not dare to show his true face to others and still be like this? young.

"Whether I am a lieutenant or not has nothing to do with you. I will count to three. If you don't get out of the way, you will bear the consequences."

Seeing the young man's reluctance, Ye Feng became a little impatient.

"hehe!"

The young man had a mocking look on his face and couldn't help but pace around. He looked at Ye Feng with an even more teasing look and said, "You are at your own risk? With just you, I can easily beat you to death with one hand!"

"one!"

However, when this young man was talking, Ye Feng had already started counting the time. For such a person, it was useless to argue with her.

"Do you think you can scare me like this? A waste in the first level of the Ghost King, even if I ask you to count three, what will happen?"

The young man became more and more arrogant. He couldn't find a suitable training cave here, so he was filled with anger. Now, he wanted to take it out on Ye Feng.

"two!"

Almost at the same time, Ye Feng's second count sounded, which made everyone present have interesting looks on their faces. It was unclear where Ye Feng got the confidence to actually start counting.

"Master, I'll wait here. After looking at the three numbers, what can you teach me?"

The young ghost cultivator sneered and said that few people in his family dared to provoke him. Here, he would naturally not be afraid of a young man whose cultivation was only at the first level of the Ghost King.

"three!"

However, almost at the same time, Ye Feng read out the last number in his mouth, and many people's faces became even more excited. They all wanted to see what Ye Feng's big words would say to the young man in the third level of the Ghost King. do what.

"Within the count of three, how can you, a loser, do anything to me..."

The young man at the third level of Ghost King looked proud, but before he could finish his words, he felt an extremely strong wind whistling in front of him.

This strong wind was mixed with a terrifying power of destruction, as if it enveloped the entire space.

After feeling the power of destruction coming, the expression on the face of the young man at the third level of Ghost King instantly turned away. She wanted to raise her hand to resist, but she was still a step too late.

Ye Fenghong's fist hit his body hard. The powerful force caused the body of the young man at the third level of the Ghost King to be sent flying backwards, almost falling off the cliff.

This scene made the crowd present stunned. Their eyes were all dull. Everything that happened just now was so fast that they didn't even realize what was going on. They saw the body of the young man at the third level of the Ghost King being blown away.

"I didn't expect this guy's attack power to be so violent. It seems he has some ability. I just pity the man."

A strong man reacted from the shock and spoke, looking at Ye Feng less contemptuously.

"This is the consequence you deserve. It's best not to look down on others with your doggy eyes in the future!"

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to the shocked looks of everyone present, and spoke directly to the arrogant third-level ghost king young man before.

The young man at the third level of the Ghost King was on the ground, with blood oozing from his mouth. He looked at Ye Feng with cold eyes. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

He used to talk a lot about himself, but now, after three counts, he had no ability to resist, and was killed by Ye Feng, a strong man in the first level of the Ghost King, which made him unable to hold his head high as a human being. How dare you speak.

After Ye Feng said this, he did not even look at the young man at the third level of the Ghost King. He stepped directly to the center of this plain place and looked towards the training caves on the mountain wall.

He then saw bursts of strong Yin Qi lingering at the entrances of these training caves, and the Yin Qi also contained many bursts of resentment transformed from resentful spirits.

"This is indeed an excellent place to practice the power of death. It seems that the butler did not lie to me."

Ye Feng secretly thought in his heart, if he could enter the cave here to practice, then he would not have to worry about advancing to the twelfth level of the Book of Life and Death.

"Your Excellency, you should leave quickly. The person you injured just now is a strong man from the Zheng family in Youdu City. If you don't leave, you may suffer a loss when the rest of the Zheng family comes!"

At this moment, someone beside him reminded Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked at that person, a sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes. Unexpectedly, he met someone from the Zheng family here. At the beginning, he had the old prince of the Nine Nether Kingdom come to Youdu City, and they were the two major families of the Liang family and the Zheng family. The strong men collectively surrounded and killed the two of them.

"How does the Zheng family compare with the Chengcheng Lord's Mansion in Youdu?"

Ye Feng felt cold in his heart and said directly to the man.

After the man heard Ye Feng's words, he didn't say anything, but he felt a little suspicious in his heart. Although Ye Feng had shown a certain strength before, if he was said to be the deputy general of Rakshasa, that man really didn't dare to believe.

The rest of the people also cast disdainful glances at Ye Feng. This guy really regarded himself as a member of the City Lord's Mansion.

At this moment, another group of people stepped towards the entrance of this flat land, immediately attracting the attention of many people present.

Ye Feng also looked in that direction and saw that most of the people in this group were wearing armor and looked majestic. The Yin Qi surrounding them was extremely powerful, and everyone seemed to have a strong aura.

Just by looking at their attire, everyone can tell that these people are from the Lord's Mansion of Youdu City!