Chapter 109: Two Punches to Kill!

"You actually dare to kill Gu Yang... My Hanjian Sect will never let you go!!!"

Zhou Feng looked at Gu Yang's corpse being torn in half by Jiang Ye and burned into a charred remnant in the red-gold flames, the veins on his forehead bulging like earthworms wriggling under the skin.

His roar was almost crazy, echoing in the cave, shaking the dust on the stone walls down.

But when Jiang Ye's calm eyes fell on him, a flash of clarity instantly flashed across Zhou Feng's furious face.

That gaze was too cold, cold without any temperature, as if looking at a dying person.

His heart tightened, and he quickly calmed down in his rage.

He couldn't take down Zheng Feng alone, if Jiang Ye joined in... one against two, he had almost no chance of winning, but instead had the danger of losing his life.

"Leave first! Plan after gathering more people!"

Zhou Feng made a decision in an instant.

Anger couldn't solve the problem at hand, staying alive was the best policy.

However, Zheng Feng also saw through his intention, sneering and mocking: "Calling so loudly, aren't you thinking of running away in your heart?"

"Get out of the way!"

Zhou Feng blasted a strike fiercely, golden true qi condensed into sharp blade light in his palm, wanting to force Zheng Feng back.

"Blazing Fire Palm!"

Zheng Feng was fearless, true qi surged in his body, and he slapped out a palm fiercely.

Red true qi condensed into a huge fire palm in his palm, carrying scorching heat waves, meeting it fiercely.

Boom!

A hot fire palm appeared out of thin air and attacked Zhou Feng.

"Cold Heart Sword!"

Zhou Feng also condensed true qi, swinging a golden longsword, the sword sharp, the chill biting.

Bang!

A muffled sound, the two true qi collided, exploding a burst of void turbulence.

Heat waves and sharp aura overflowed, stirring up a gust of wind in the cave, blowing everyone's clothes fluttering.

The two retreated several steps at the same time, each stabilizing their figures.

Zhou Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the surging blood in his body, his expression suddenly changed.

"Hmm? Where is that old thing!"

Just in that short moment, he was shocked to find that Jiang Ye's figure had disappeared silently under his nose. No footsteps, no sound of breaking wind, not even the aura could be sensed, as if it had never existed.

This made him faintly feel a hint of bad luck.

The next instant.

He keenly felt a sharp sound of breaking wind coming from behind, a glance from the corner of his eye, shocked.

I saw Jiang Ye didn't know when he had touched behind him, his figure like a ghost, silent, a withered fist had already blasted out. The fist peak was covered with red-gold true qi, carrying the power of destroying the withered and decaying, straight to his back heart.

"Damn! What kind of loach is this old thing."

Zhou Feng was shocked and angry, he dodged sideways at the fastest speed, while exerting true qi to protect his vital points.

But Jiang Ye moved too fast, that punch was like wind and electricity, extremely sharp.

He dodged the vital points, but couldn't dodge this punch.

Bang.

Jiang Ye's heavy punch blasted on his right chest like a hammer.

When the fist wind whistled, there was a faint tiger roar in the air.

Crack......

The crisp sound of bone cracking was particularly harsh in the silent cave.

The ribs on the right side of Zhou Feng's chest fractured on the spot, and the crimson-gold true qi covering his fist did not lose its momentum, directly blasting through his chest and emerging from his back.

Chichichi.....

Red-gold flames burned wildly at the wound, skin and flesh charred, blood evaporated instantly, a strong burnt smell filled the air.

Zhou Feng's face was pale as paper, almost fainted from this scorching severe pain, cold sweat like rain on his forehead.

"Hiss... ah!!!"

He couldn't bear the severe pain of burning through the bone marrow, letting out a creepy scream from his throat, the sound miserable and harsh, making people's scalps numb.

However, Jiang Ye didn't intend to give him a chance to breathe at all.

One punch succeeded, the second punch followed, straight to his face.

That withered fist magnified in Zhou Feng's eyes, carrying the shadow of death.

Just then, several sounds of breaking wind rang out one after another.

Four figures rushed out from the fork road almost at the same time, they were all attracted by the sound of fighting.

Two of them were Tianqing Sect elders, Zhu Ying of Jin Chen Peak and Xie Tang of Xuan Shui Peak.

The other two were Hanjian Sect elders.

When the four arrived, they just happened to see this shocking scene.

Compared to the shock of the two Tianqing Sect elders, the two Hanjian Sect elders changed their expressions suddenly, shouting at the same time: "Stop..."

Too late.

Bang—!!!

A muffled loud noise, like a watermelon smashed by a hammer.

Zhou Feng's head exploded under Jiang Ye's fist, red and white things splashed, the headless corpse swayed, falling heavily to the ground, splashing a piece of dust.

For a moment, the scene fell into a weird silence.

Everyone was stunned, even forgetting to breathe.

"Gulp......"

I don't know who swallowed the first mouthful of saliva, the sound was particularly clear in the silence.

"He... heaven!!!"

"Not just Senior Brother Gu Yang..."

"Elder Zhou Feng was also killed!!!"

"Run!!!"

The Hanjian Sect disciples finally came to their senses, erupting into extremely terrified screams.

They didn't dare to stay here for another moment, fleeing to the fork road like crazy, some hit the stone wall, some tripped to the ground, climbed up and continued to run, wishing their parents had given them two more legs.

The two Hanjian Sect elders had iron-blue faces, staring fixedly at the headless corpse on the ground, their eyes full of shock, anger, and dread.

Although both sides knew that after entering the ruins, the two sects would definitely have a battle.

But didn't expect it to break out so quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Feng, an Embracing the Pill Realm elder with quite a reputation in the Hanjian Sect, had died on the spot.

"Good job, Tianqing Sect, actually dare to take such a ruthless hand......"

"Go!"

Neither was a fool, looked at each other, didn't hesitate, retreated violently, and disappeared into the fork road with those fleeing disciples.

The gap in numbers between the two sides was too large, they stayed for another moment, and they were in more danger.

In the cave, the smell of blood filled the air.

Jiang Ye slowly withdrew his fist, looked down at the headless corpse on the ground, his aged face without any ripples.

"Elder Jiang, I'm truly convinced! When did you touch behind!"

Zheng Feng walked up in shock, his eyes full of wonder and admiration.

He had been fighting fiercely with Zhou Feng, his attention all on the golden sword light of that fat elder, not noticing when Jiang Ye left, when he circled behind.

By the time he reacted, Zhou Feng's head had blossomed. This means of hiding breath and sneaking attack was truly unmatched.

He could now somewhat understand why the heavily guarded Heifengzhai was wiped out by Jiang Ye alone—with such skills, let alone mountain bandits, even Embracing the Pill Realm powerhouses would fall into the trap if not careful.

Zhu Ying and Xie Tang also surrounded in shock.

Zhu Ying scanned the headless corpse on the ground with a complex gaze, then landed on Jiang Ye, a hint of indescribable dread flashing in his eyes. A few days ago, he had fought with Zhou Feng himself, knowing the difficulty of that fat elder, the two fought for a long time, neither could do anything to the other.

But this Elder Jiang killed Zhou Feng with two punches.

This strength, thinking about it carefully, was truly shocking.

"Elder Jiang, True Disciple Zheng, what is going on here..." Xie Tang took the lead to ask, his gaze sweeping back and forth on the few people.

Zheng Feng stepped forward and explained the process in a few sentences, while Jiang Ye took the opportunity to squat down and loot the corpse on Zhou Feng's headless body.

As a result, this Zhou Feng didn't bring anything at all, he only touched out a few silver notes of several thousand taels and two crystal-clear beads emitting wisps of chill.

"Cold Jade Bead?!"

Jiang Ye's eyes lit up slightly.

When confronting at Tai'an Mountain earlier, the Hanjian Sect used this to deter everyone, now it was cheap for him.

He put the two beads into his bosom, thinking about trying the power of this thing when he had a chance.

"What? Hanjian Sect people wanted to kill and seize treasure!"

Hearing Zheng Feng's description, Zhu Ying and Xie Tang both changed their expressions.

When Xie Tang heard that the person whose treasure was seized was Liu Yiyi, the anger on that scholarly face was even worse, his brows tightly furrowed.

Fortunately, Jiang Ye stepped in in time, and this daughter of his old friend did not suffer disaster.

Just then.

"Ugh......"

A suppressed cry of pain came, carrying a bit of endurance, a bit of pain.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the person who made the sound was Liu Yiyi.

At this moment, she was covered in frost, from the tips of her hair to the corners of her clothes, from her fingertips to her eyebrows, all condensed with a layer of white frost.

She was bloodless, her eyes closed, that cold and dusty face now only left with paleness and fragility, her whole person looked like the legendary snow girl, beautiful and miserable.

The chill she emitted was biting, freezing the injured and unconscious Wang Siyi beside her to shiver, even if she lost consciousness, her body was instinctively curling up.

"What is going on!"

Jiang Ye was the fastest, his figure flickered and he came to Liu Yiyi's side.

He reached out to touch her forehead, and the moment his fingertips touched, he felt a bone-chilling coldness, even he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Zheng Feng and the others also surrounded, also shocked.

"Elder Jiang, Junior Sister Liu swallowed the spirit herb she was holding directly to prevent it from being seized by the Hanjian Sect people, now it should be the medicinal power taking effect."

Chen Lili walked over slowly, her left wrist still hanging, her face pale, but still forcing herself to explain.

"What spirit herb did she swallow, to have such strong medicinal power?"

Zheng Feng asked with some shock.

He could be considered well-informed, but this kind of overbearing cold spirit herb was really rare.

Chen Lili vaguely remembered the shape of the snow lotus, reached out and gestured: "About three inches long, snow-white all over, petals thin as cicada wings, edges glowing with faint blue light, emitting wisps of chill..."

Zheng Feng's eyes widened as he listened, and after she finished describing, he exclaimed in shock: "Could it be the Heavenly Heart Ice Seed Lotus......"

"What Heavenly Heart Ice Seed Lotus?"

Jiang Ye and the others turned their heads together, their eyes all on Zheng Feng.

Zheng Feng took a deep breath, looking at Liu Yiyi wrapped in frost with envy, and explained:

"This is an almost extinct ice-attribute spirit herb, it is said that after taking it, it will improve a person's root bones to a certain extent......"

He paused, his tone full of emotion:

"I estimate that in the current Zhou Kingdom, except for the royal treasury, it is unlikely that there is such a spirit herb."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

A spirit herb that can improve root bones?

How rare is this!

Martial artist cultivation, root bones are born, extremely difficult to change later.

The gap between superior root bones and medium root bones is difficult to make up for even with years of hard practice.

And a spirit herb that can break this natural chasm, its value is simply immeasurable.

No wonder Zheng Feng looked envious.

"This girl has good fortune."

Jiang Ye breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, a hint of imperceptible relief flashing in his aged eyes.

Liu Yiyi herself was superior root bones, if this improves again......

Then she can be called gifted.

Her martial arts path will definitely go further than her father Liu Qingshi.

"No, this kind of spirit herb, she, an outer sect disciple, how can she eat it directly!"

Zhu Ying of Jin Chen Peak opened his mouth with regret, his tone full of heartache, as if what was eaten was his own thing. ===== CHAPTER 110 =====