Ye Feng grabbed Xingyue Zhenren by the neck and lifted him up as if he were a chick.
"Cough cough..."
Master Xingyue was being choked until his eyes rolled back, his tongue lolling out, and he was grabbing Ye Feng's two big hands, begging for mercy incessantly.
"Ye Feng...this, this is all a misunderstanding...please let me go..."
"After all, I am the senior master of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect, with an extremely high seniority... Moreover, there are other sects within Maoshan..."
"Ahem... If things really get out of hand, everyone..."
Ye Feng snorted coldly.
"What Maoshan Sect? I'll kill as many as they come."
After saying that, he used the Essence Absorption Technique to absorb all of the other party's cultivation and convert it into his own spiritual energy.
This is a second-grade Martial Saint, which is still very helpful to Ye Feng at the moment.
His cultivation level had increased considerably without him even realizing it.
The spiritual energy within his body had also become much richer.
The body of Master Xingyue was rapidly shriveling up at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a piece of dry, rotten wood.
"You... Ye Feng..."
Before he could finish speaking, he died and was carelessly discarded by Ye Feng in a nearby stinking ditch.
In mid-air, Wang Heisen's legs trembled with fear, his eyes filled with terror. Without thinking, he turned and ran.
Ye Feng was instantly killed by a second-grade Martial Saint, let alone the fact that his cultivation level was not as high as that of Xingyue Zhenren.
puff!
Before he could run very far, Ye Feng grabbed him from a distance.
A terrifying force surged from his palm, instantly draining the opponent dry. He casually tossed the body aside next to Master Xingyue's corpse, then turned and walked towards Duolongse and his group of assassins, sneering.
"Now it's your turn."
Many of the assassins turned pale with fright as Ye Feng approached step by step.
Doronse's legs were trembling uncontrollably, and his pants were soaked with urine. He spoke in fear and unease.
"No, no... Ye Feng, I was just joking with you. Besides, we didn't hurt anyone..."
Ye Feng grabbed him by the neck from a distance and pulled him close, sucking him dry.
They had absolutely no power to resist.
The remaining group of elite assassins.
Richard the Black-bellied Snake.
The experts, including the Soul of the Demon, Fandier, were so frightened that they were practically out of their wits, and they stammered as they spoke.
"Ye Feng, people should be reasonable. We were just passing by and really didn't intend to go against Guigu."
"That's right, we're all friends."
"Having more friends means having more options."
puff!
puff!
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At the scene, assassins were constantly being turned into blood mist by Ye Feng.
Having absorbed the cultivation of three Martial Saints in succession, further absorption would yield minimal results.
Why not go all out and kill him to our hearts' content?
The remaining Black-bellied Serpent and his group of experts were shocked, furious, and filled with fear.
"Ye Feng, we've already given in to you, aren't you going too far by doing this!"
puff!
Ye Feng slapped him into a bloody mist and said coldly.
"I've gone too far, what can you do about it?"
Richard, who was standing next to him, was so frightened that his eyelids twitched. He was covered in blood.
"Ye Feng, do you even have any sense of martial ethics anymore...?"
puff!
Ye Feng slapped him again, turning the guy into a bloody mist.
"If you can't beat me, you start talking about martial ethics."
At this moment, Death God Ashura Eddie also crawled out from the rubble. Seeing this scene, he didn't have time to think and ran away as fast as he could, wishing his parents had given him two more legs.
He now deeply regrets getting involved in this mess.
"Ye Feng, from now on, we'll keep to ourselves and not interfere with each other..."
puff!
Ye Feng slapped him from a distance, turning him into a bloody mist.
It's a pity he didn't even have a chance to unleash his ultimate move, the Great Dark Heaven, before he died.
puff!
puff!
puff!
While they were talking, he killed more than a dozen elite assassins in succession.
The remaining assassins were also killed by Ye Feng one after another.
It's as easy as crushing a bunch of ants.
Moreover, not a single survivor will be spared.
It only took a few minutes.
Nearly a hundred powerful individuals were wiped out.
Hu Qingniu and the other elders of Guigu were dumbfounded.
Everyone felt their blood boil, and their eyes were filled with admiration as they looked at Ye Feng.
"The young master is too powerful."
"With the young master here, he will surely lead our Ghost Valley to new heights of glory."
"This battle demonstrated the might and dominance of our Guigu School."
"It also lets the world know that our Guigu Valley is not only good at alchemy, but also has great martial arts skills."
"Hmph, that idiot Chen Xuanfeng, if he knew what was going on in the afterlife, he would definitely regret it to the point of despair."
Hu Qingniu was also very happy.
But deep down, I also had some worries.
"Young Valley Master, you will eventually have to leave."
“If other branches of the Maoshan Sect and the Wu Clan come looking for trouble after you leave, we old folks won’t be able to handle it.”
The Maoshan School has a very rich history.
Besides the mummified corpse lineage, there are other branches.
Ye Feng thought for a moment and then said.
"It's alright."
"I will set up a large formation around Ghost Valley to protect it."
"With the original protective formation of Guigu, even a peak Martial Saint would not be able to break the formation in a short time."
"In addition, I'm leaving you a communication jade slip. In case of emergency, you can notify me immediately."
Hu Qingniu finally felt relieved.
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