070 Fengming Benming

Chapter 70

In a relatively open place in the secret realm, a cultivator stood aside with his arms folded, watching another cultivator fighting two wild beasts with a sword.

These were Bai Qiaomo and Fengming who had left the underground space. This time they were much more casual, and no longer in a hurry to look for opportunities, but to consolidate their current strength. Therefore, they

never missed any wild beasts they encountered, and even deliberately looked for wild beasts to fight.

When Fengming fought with the wild beasts, Bai Qiaomo stood aside to help him.

At first, Fengming looked for the weaker third-level wild beasts that had just entered the Qi Condensation Realm.

Bai Qiaomo stared closely, because he knew that Feng Ming had been under the protection of Uncle Feng and had almost no combat experience.

But considering that Feng Ming did not only have the memory of this life, he did not let him choose a weaker beast, such as a level 2 beast or even a level 1 beast.

Feng Ming chose a level 3 beast himself, and Bai Qiaomo let him do it, thinking that he had to keep a close eye on it so that he could take action immediately if there was a crisis.

But after the battle started, Feng Ming was still a little unfamiliar at first, but Bai Qiaomo could see that Feng Ming's combat awareness was quite good. It seemed that some things engraved in his soul would not be easily lost.

Feng Ming used the wild beast as a training ground. Even though he could have killed the wild beast faster, he did not do so. Instead, he continued to fight with the wild beast.

On the one hand, he wanted to restore his fighting instincts, and on the other hand, he wanted to get more familiar with the power he now had and the sword skills he had learned.

His father used a sword, and Feng Ming also wanted to be a sword master, so he chose the same sword skills as his father.

However, the sword skills he used before were only in form but not in substance. But now it is different. His sword left sword marks on the wild beast.

Now it has been five days since they came out of the underground space. In these five days, he has gone from fighting a newly upgraded level 3 wild beast to being able to fight two level 3 intermediate wild beasts independently.

Not only has he completely recovered his combat experience from his previous life, he has also incorporated his newly acquired combat skills.

In addition, with the guidance of the extremely experienced Bai Qiaomo, Feng Ming's strength has increased as fast as riding on a flying boat.

Before this, Bai Qiaomo also solved a level 4 wild beast alone, and the corpse of the wild beast is now in his storage ring. Bai Qiaomo is very calm about the result of this cross-level challenge.

Suddenly, his ears moved. Someone was coming in this direction, and after sensing the fighting atmosphere here, he did not change direction.

There was more than one person coming.

When he got closer, Bai Qiaomo not only sensed the familiar aura of the other party, but also discovered the other party's identity through the Misty Butterfly.

Sure enough, there were people he and Feng Ming were familiar with, one was Feng Jinghuai, and the other was Gong Yuming, and the two met again.

Bai Qiaomo did not let Feng Ming stop. At this moment, the jade talisman he made was still working well. When others looked at them, they did not see their true faces, so there was no need to worry about exposing their identities.

The people who came were already shouting.

"Sure enough, someone is fighting. Wow, it's a cultivator fighting two wild beasts. Huh? This cultivator is only in the early stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, and the strength of the two wild beasts is one level higher than him. Where did they come from? So amazing?"

"Didn't you see the guys standing on the side, they are all at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm. No wonder the cultivator dared to fight."

"Even so, the cultivator himself is not weak. Otherwise, we will help you to clear the formation, and you can fight the two wild beasts?"

This remark immediately caused others to laugh. At the critical moment of life and death, they can also use the life-saving trump card prepared by the family for them, and it is possible to kill the two wild beasts.

But the cultivator who was fighting in front clearly only relied on a sword in his hand, without borrowing any other items.

Although the two wild beasts roared and attacked more fiercely, the cultivator was still able to handle it.

One of the wild beasts probably realized that it would not end well, so it turned around and wanted to run away. As a result, the cultivator standing next to it took action. With a wave of his hand, the fleeing wild beast crashed into a barrier, causing it to see stars.

Behind it, Feng Ming chased after him with a sword in hand: "Fight with me and I will let you go. Why are you running? Everyone, look at the sword!"

The wild beast was extremely depressed, and could not understand what people said, so it had to vent its anger on the two-legged sheep and turned around to attack.

The two beasts and one person continued to fight in a melee.

Gong Yuming and his group were dumbfounded. How could they play like this?

Gong Yuming couldn't help scratching his ears. Why did the tone of the cultivator in the battle sound familiar to him?

A figure appeared in his mind. It was Feng Ming, his new friend he had met in Gaoyang County. The tone of his voice was too similar.

But he immediately shook his head to deny it. How could Feng Ming appear here and fight two level 3 intermediate wild beasts with ease, making the wild beasts want to escape.

"Yes, it's impossible. That guy can't even practice normally, and this cultivator is at the early stage of Qi Gathering Realm."

Feng Jinghuai was curious: "What is Young Ming mumbling about? What about that guy? Who is Young Ming thinking of?"

Seeing that Bai Qiaomo easily blocked the third-level intermediate wild beast, the group of people did not dare to get close and stood a certain distance away to watch the fight.

Gong Yuming and Feng Jinghuai talked like good friends, "Don't you think this guy's impetuous look, and the tone of voice that can make people angry to death, no, anger animals to death, is very similar to someone?"

Feng Jinghuai was speechless. After hearing Gong Yuming's description, he knew that he was referring to his cousin Feng Ming: "How are they similar? How is my cousin impetuous in doing things? The tone of his voice... that depends on who he is targeting."

Gong Yuming was very angry. Was he putting him and Wu Yingyan in the same category?

Feng Ming had also seen the arrival of this group of people, but he believed in Bai Qiaomo.

With Bai Qiaomo around, there was no need to worry about any accidents. Bai Qiaomo would take care of it for him. He was so confident.

Gong Yuming was unwilling to give up and asked, "Is it true that they are not similar at all?" Feng Jinghuai

kept his eyes on the two beasts fighting, and after thinking for

a while, he said, "It's not surprising that they are a little similar. People are similar, and things are similar." Bai Qiaomo listened to the conversation between the two and was not worried at all, because at this time, Feng Ming was considered a useless person who could not be cultivated in the eyes of the public.

Even if someone noticed their similarities, they would find reasons to deny it, and there was no need for him to refute it.

Gong Yuming was proud: "I told you, now you admit it, let's wait, after the battle is over, we will go and get to know them, if we introduce this friend to Fengming, it will definitely be very interesting."

"You are full of bad intentions." Feng Jinghuai didn't think this guy was up to anything good.

After fighting for more than a quarter of an hour, Fengming realized that he could not help him much, so he fulfilled his words and let the two wild beasts go.

The two wild beasts were also smart, seeing that Fengming really didn't fight anymore, they immediately ran for their lives, and this time they didn't bump into anything and escaped smoothly.

When they were far away, the two wild beasts noticed the roaring sound, which sounded a bit like the relief of surviving a disaster, and also a bit of anger.

Feng Ming sat on the ground exhausted, not caring about the dirt on the ground.

Bai Qiaomo walked over, took out some water for him to drink, and fed him a spiritual fruit, which was picked on the road before, which would help him recover.

Gong Yuming then pulled Feng Jinghuai over. In addition to the two of them, there were seven or eight children from the two families, and they looked at Feng Ming and the others with curiosity and scrutiny.

Because they found that the faces of the two cultivators were very unfamiliar, and they could not tell their identities based on their clothes.

Coming closer, Gong Yuming greeted them with a smile: "Where are you from, my two friends? The fight just now was really exciting. Since I entered the secret realm, this is the first time I have seen a wild beast that doesn't want to fight and wants to run away. It's really amazing."

Feng Ming continued to chew the spiritual fruit, and his dantian was automatically absorbing the external energy to replenish his consumed energy.

He looked at Gong Yuming with a smile. As soon as he saw his expression, he knew what he was thinking. He tilted his head and said, "Where are you from? Of course I came from where I came from,"

and then waved his hand and said seriously, "It's not amazing, it's just average. You haven't seen anything more amazing yet. You, you just don't know much."

Damn! This guy must be Feng Ming Ben Ming!

Listen to this annoying tone, how can it be similar? It's obviously that guy who came to the scene!

Gong Yuming's eyes were about to pop out of his head in shock.

The children of the Gong family frowned slightly. Where did this guy come from? Brother Ming didn't punch him after hearing this sarcastic remark? They all wanted to teach this guy a lesson.

Feng Jinghuai and the children of the Feng family twitched their lips. They didn't expect that this guy's fighting ability was quite good, but his mouth was so bad.

Fortunately, Gong Yuming came forward first, otherwise they would be furious. Look, Gong Yuming now looks like he is about to jump up in anger.

Feng Jinghuai also had a strange feeling in his heart. It was only a little bit before, but now it is much more like it.

But this is impossible, are there really two people who look so similar?

"Brother Ming..." Do you want them to teach this kid a lesson for Brother Ming? Even if there is a stronger guy next to them, they have more people and can always achieve their goal.

Gong Yuming looked back at them and knew what they were thinking. He thought that these guys would make trouble if they really took action. If

Feng Ming was really beaten by them, they would definitely return it tenfold or a hundredfold, leaving them with no way to suffer.

Gong Yuming waved his hands hurriedly, took another step forward, and began to circle around Feng Ming, trying to find some clues that could prove his identity as Feng Ming.

And from time to time he observed the cultivator standing beside him. If the person sitting was Feng Ming, then the one standing must be Bai Qiaomo.

But that was not right. Feng Ming was a useless cultivator, and Bai Qiaomo was a useless person. The one in front of him was at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm. His aura could not deceive anyone.

Could it be that... Bai Qiaomo had recovered and even advanced to a higher level, and Feng Ming had also solved his physical problems and was able to cultivate?

But as far as he knew, it would be difficult for the two of them to achieve such a result with the power of the Gong family.

But the more he looked at it, the more it looked like it was the same. Feng Ming's arrogant look and Bai Qiaomo's striking demeanor made the children of the aristocratic families jealous.