Phantom Movement - so Close to the End of the World

Chapter Forty-ninth Phantom Movement - So Close to the End of the World

The Great Elder looked at the radiant Yifeng, and his eyes lit up: This kid is much stronger than the previous two days. Could it be that his strength...?

"Yifeng, can you explain to me why?" the elder said with a stern look on Yifeng with his eyes shining. He would be able to see the strength of others at a glance, but because Yifeng's meridian has been reshaped, coupled with the special nature of Lingshenjue, he can't see Yifeng's strength either.

"Wuzi seventh rank." Yifeng said helplessly, he knew he couldn't hide it from the elder. What's more, there is still something to ask him now, so there is no need for Yifeng to hide.

The Great Elder froze in place, staring fixedly at Yifeng, his heart was filled with turbulent waves: In one day, he broke through from a cripple to the sixth rank of Wu Zi. This, is this too exaggerated. Although Yifeng's foundation is here, it has climbed too fast.

The Great Elder looked at the helpless Yifeng, and suddenly a thought arose in his heart: Is it too easy for him to lose Liufeng within a year? Should he change to an elder-level figure as his target?

If Yi Feng knew what the great elder was thinking right now, he would definitely jump up and scold his mother: he has no idea about Liu Feng, and if it were another elder, he would be more comfortable committing suicide.

"Boy, tell me. What's the matter with me this time." The elder took a deep breath, resisted the shock in his heart, and said to Yifeng with a smile on his face. He knew that if Yi Feng went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, this kid must be taking advantage again.

"Elder Elder, I miss you. I don't see you every night like three autumns. I couldn't help it, so I came to see you at dawn." Yifeng said with tears and snot in his eyes, extremely emotional.

The Great Elder looked at the lumps of snot wiped by Yi Feng on his body, and he felt his stomach acid churning: This bastard, wipe her snot with Lao Tzu's sleeve. This brat definitely didn't wash his face in the morning, otherwise why would he have so much snot, dammit, he even wiped his saliva. Oh my god, my clothes, I just did the laundry...

The great elder looked at the black and yellow water stains on his clothes, and he wanted to cry but had no tears. That look was going to eat Yifeng up.

"Elder Elder, I missed you in my dreams yesterday. I was afraid that you would be lonely, so I found Sister Feng and Sister Fu Rong in my dream to accompany you. I was afraid that your hands and feet would become weak when you were old, so I nailed them firmly with nails. I was afraid that you would die suddenly, so I laid the coffin for you, sometimes I feel that I am too kind to you..."

The veins on the elder's forehead popped out, the more Yi Feng talked, the tighter his fists were clenched, he gritted his teeth and stared at Yi Feng fiercely, seeing that bastard wiped his face with another piece of his sleeve , he couldn't bear it anymore, and scolded angrily: "You son of a bitch, I will leave my coffin for you today..."

After finishing speaking, he waved his fist and smashed it fiercely.

Seeing this, Yifeng smiled, and unhurriedly took out three hey shocks from his bosom, shook them twice, and said helplessly and perplexedly: "Cough, I don't know if the things the Fifth Elder gave me are good or not. Use. Should I try it out?"

The Great Elder shuddered, and quickly stopped the fists he was waving. Looking at the black needle trembling that almost flashed by, even he was extremely scrupulous about this thing.

"You son of a bitch, tell me, what's going on this time?" The Great Elder seemed to know that Yifeng couldn't be beaten, so he said bitterly.

"Look at your tone, as if I often begged you to do something, I just came to borrow something from you. Did you use such a gnashing of teeth?" Yifeng looked at the elder with disdain, Said very contemptuously.

"Pooh……"

The Great Elder couldn't help but bawled: Borrow something? You borrowed something like that, did you return it? !

"Say? What did you see again?" the Great Elder said helplessly. He knew that if he didn't agree with Yifeng, he was afraid that Yifeng would go to rescue soldiers again, especially his fifth younger brother, who loved Yifeng so much that he would be there whenever he was told. As long as he wasn't robbing his own things, he must be on Yifeng's side. Seeing Yifeng robbing other people's things, he would gloat and be happy.

"Hehe, it's just a pile of scrap iron, you don't need to be so vigilant." Yi Feng laughed.

When the great elder heard what Yifeng said, his heart tightened even more: The more disdainful this kid's tone, the more precious that thing is.

"What scrap iron?" The Great Elder looked at Yifeng and said vigilantly.

"It's those meteorites that are useless to you." Yifeng said disdainfully.

"Puff..." The Great Elder couldn't hold back after all, and fell to the ground with a puff, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he cursed in his heart: Why don't you die, you bastard? Meteorite, there is only one such piece in tens of thousands of years. When I was still in the mundane world, you had the guts to open my mouth to treasures that were acquired through thousands of plunders.

"No, absolutely not..." the Great Elder firmly refused, and he had already made up his mind that even if he brought all four of his younger brothers, he would not give it to Yifeng.

Yifeng curled his lips and said, "You're so stingy, I won't even borrow anything, and I won't borrow anything if I don't. But, I said it earlier, it's because you don't help me improve my strength. When I fight Liu Feng , don’t stop it with other means.”

The Great Elder looked at Yifeng suspiciously and said, "What do you mean? Apart from making magical weapons, meteorites can also improve their strength?"

Yifeng said: "I only know that meteorites are small in size, but extremely heavy. This has a great effect on me."

Yifeng looked at the heaven-level kung fu book given by the old man yesterday, and was instantly ecstatic. Such a kung fu is simply what Yi Feng dreamed of.

A set of martial arts about agility. It is said that if you reach the peak of cultivation, you can be close to the end of the world. Tsk tsk, Yifeng imagined that in the future, each of the southeast and the north would find a peerless beauty, and use his body skills to wander among the boudoirs overnight. What a wonderful life that would be.

Therefore, Yifeng came to the Great Elder early in the morning and got the meteorite. It is very helpful for him to practice this set of martial arts. Not because of anything, just because the density of the meteorite is extremely high.

Although the Great Elder was reluctant to give up, he heard that it would help Yifeng improve his strength. For the sake of the Holy Land, he twitched and took out the meteorite that he had spent countless hours cutting into pieces. Throwing it to Yifeng with a face full of pain, he roared angrily, "Get lost..."

Yifeng chuckled, and put it in the Naling Ring. He just left, and before he left, he didn't forget to add a sentence: "Grand Elder. I will change your wooden coffin into a sarcophagus tonight."

The Great Elder almost couldn't bear it anymore: Thinking that the meteorite that he was going to make a magic weapon had changed hands like this, his heart ached. He made up his mind that within this year, Yifeng must not let him see him, otherwise this kid will use the reason of improving his strength to rob him completely.