Ye Feng stepped back a short distance and took out the object that had caused the shaking.
Token?
It was actually that magical artifact token!
The token suddenly emitted a soft white light, seemingly echoing the formation in front of it.
Ye Feng poured his magical power into it and experienced it.
Is this a back door left by the people who set up the formation earlier?
Simply holding the token allows you to enter the formation directly and even control it at a short distance...
Could this be a secret place left behind by the Cao Huan Sect?
Just as Ye Feng was deep in thought, another scream came from ahead.
This time the screams were even more pitiful.
"Boss, what...what are you doing? You killed my son?"
Before he could react, a sharp sword pierced through his body as well.
The Zhang family patriarch watched his other son die a tragic death, then closed his eyes in deep sorrow.
"No...no! Grandpa, save me!"
"Yanmei...save me..."
"ah...."
Ouyang Yan trembled as she watched the scene before her, a warm, slippery sensation flowing from her body to the ground.
"Your turn!"
Zhang Bao said in a deep voice.
Now, besides Jiang Che, only thirteen people remain in the cave.
Zhang Bao, the patriarch of the Zhang family, along with Zhang Bao's two wives and two sons.
Ouyang Xiong, the Ouyang Patriarch, and his one wife, two concubines, one son, and one daughter.
"quick!"
Jiang Che's urging spurred Ouyang Xiong to make up his mind, and he drew his sword without hesitation.
The two concubines fell to the ground and were then thrown into the center of the blood array by Ouyang Xiong.
As Ouyang Yan watched her mother die tragically before her eyes, Ouyang Xiong slowly approached her, and her legs, which had just been trembling with fear, began to move again.
"No...no...Father...I'm Yan'er! I'm very obedient...I'll do whatever you want...I'm younger than Mother...I..."
Ouyang Xiong's optic nerve flickered for a moment, but quickly hardened.
Just then, a cheer rang out.
"It's done!"
"Ha ha...."
After more than a month of hard work, they finally succeeded, and the two elders couldn't help but cheer.
Ouyang Xiong also turned his gaze forward.
Having narrowly escaped death, Ouyang Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Turning her head, she saw Ouyang Xiong's enigmatic gaze, and a slight twitch appeared at the corner of her mouth, revealing her signature smile...
Ouyang Xiong's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly regained his composure and ran forward.
"Hahaha... Spiritual marrow, this is spiritual marrow!"
The two patriarchs rushed forward, scooping up the spiritual spring water with their hands and drinking it directly.
Zhang Bao approached the corpse lying beside the spiritual marrow without making a sound, and gently removed a ring from the body...
What are you holding?
Ouyang Xiong, who had just arrived, witnessed this scene.
"What? There's nothing there!"
Zhang Bao gripped the ring tightly in his hand, slowly controlling it, trying to slide it into his sleeve.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Xiong grabbed his arm, and an antique ring fell to the ground.
The two started scrambling at the same time.
Zhang Bao was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and his strength was inferior to Ouyang Xiong's. He was knocked back several meters by Ouyang Xiong.
Zhang Bao, who had retreated, thrust his magic sword forward. Ouyang Xiong quickly withdrew his hand, which was reaching for the ring, thus avoiding injury.
Both of them drew their magical swords and pointed them at each other, instantly creating a tense atmosphere.
The two patriarchs, still engrossed in consuming spiritual essence, only then noticed the changes here.
"What happened?"
What are you two doing?
Although both families' patriarchs were trying to stop them, Ouyang Xiong and Zhang Bao remained silent and showed no intention of ending the standoff.
The two old men weren't fools; they saw the ring between them and understood what was going on.
Storage ring!!
Without prior arrangement, the two took a few steps apart, each facing the other.
"How many of you? How about I take this fruit tree? If any of you damage it, I'll help the other side!"
The two patriarchs then suddenly realized that they had overlooked Jiang Che, who was standing nearby.
The two exchanged a glance, then simultaneously turned and attacked Jiang Che.
As if receiving a signal, Ouyang Xiong and Zhang Bao also began to fight.
Jiang Che cursed inwardly, then unhesitatingly summoned his magic sword and launched it into the air.
The magic sword, like a nimble fish, darted between the two.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had several bruises on their bodies.
Fortunately, the Grass Return Sect was only skilled in formations and not in swordsmanship, which gave the two a chance to catch their breath.
"Aren't you coming to help!"
Only then did Ouyang Xiong and his companion realize what was happening, and they turned to attack Jiang Che, who was controlling the magic sword.
However, their levels are too different; how could they possibly be a match for someone at the eighth level of Qi Refining?
In close combat like this, it's really better not to use spells if your spell level isn't high.
While controlling his flying sword, Jiang Che wielded his magic sword in the other hand, thrusting it out swiftly. In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Xiong and Zhang Bao were riddled with holes, falling unwillingly to the ground.
As he lay dying, Ouyang Xiong looked towards the doorway in the direction of Ouyang Yan, his expression a mixture of regret and sorrow, it was unclear whether he was filled with remorse or simply remorse.
Able to control a magic sword and also engage in close-quarters combat, such a level of magical power... Qi Refining Level 8!
The faces of the two patriarchs showed shock and bitterness.
All that scheming turned out to be a favor done to someone else.
"Spare me! Young Master Jiang, spare me..."
While resisting, the Zhang family patriarch shouted...
His response was an even faster flash of sword light.
"laugh!"
Heads flew off, blood splattered.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Old Ancestor Ouyang rushed towards the exit.
But how could a human possibly outrun a flying sword...?
"puff!"
The flying sword pierced through his heart, and Old Ancestor Ouyang collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
The flying sword never stopped, darting through the air several times. The few remaining young people who were still terrified followed in their fathers' footsteps.
"Hehehe....Hahaha...."
Jiang Che laughed wildly. Finally... he had finally succeeded!
"No...don't kill me...I know kung fu, I'm very good at it!"
Ouyang Yan said tremblingly, a seductive look on her face.
"Please spare us, sir! We know kung fu too..."
Zhang Bao's two wives also knelt on the ground, while only Ouyang Xiong's legal wife remained limp on the ground, unable to speak.
Jiang Che revealed a sickly smile.
"Okay, okay! Then I'll have to check it carefully!"
After saying that, Ouyang Yan walked to the corner, pinned her against the wall, and then ripped open her dress.
"Ugh..."
The bright white light was exposed to the air, and Ouyang Yan couldn't help but let out a groan.
Jiang Che was about to wolf down his food...
Just then, a discordant sound broke the silence of the cave.
"Foundation Building Fruit!! Tree! Holy crap, how much would that cost?"
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