Chapter 320 You owe me two million
This is more like, directly speaking to him. Yes
. It must
be.
He must have discovered his existence a long time ago.
The fart before.
The urine later.
And the words now.
It is obvious that he has known his existence for a long time, and the purpose of his coming is also directly expressed, it turns out to be for the Hun Tian Tablet.
But it's your master's.
If you want the Hun Tian Tablet, just tell me directly, I will give it to you, why do you have to torture me to death before I slowly tell you?
While crying, the shadow waved his hand.
Suddenly, the black stone tablet that had been floating above the hall and had been motionless trembled slightly.
Then it fell down and fell to the ground.
"Oh?"
Yi Feng turned his head quickly and was slightly startled when he saw the black brick on the ground.
I never thought I would be so lucky. A brick really fell from the roof.
I went over and picked it up.
You know what. It
fits the bill nicely.
"Very good."
Yi Feng weighed it in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. After all, for self-defense, it's better to have it than not to have it.
Seeing that Yi Feng seemed satisfied, the shadow heaved a sigh of relief in the corner. Although
this Huntian Tablet is valuable, it is not as valuable as his life.
Although he has already been in the state of undead, the more this is the case, the more he cherishes this last lingering breath.
Looking at the countless passages connecting the hall, Yi Feng randomly found one and went in.
Seeing Yi Feng finally leave, the phantom curled up in the corner finally felt relieved, with a look of surviving a disaster on his face.
"Damn, what kind of ghost place is this!"
Walking in the winding and rugged passage, Yi Feng cursed with an ugly face. He didn't know where he was going after walking for most of the day. 33 Novel Network
"Bang bang."
At this moment, he clearly heard the sound of weapons colliding in front of him.
Yi Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly slipped towards the place where the sound came from.
He saw that in the passage ahead, there were two figures fighting happily.
After a collision, the two looked at each other separately, staring at each other. The
two people fighting were a man and a woman.
The woman had a beautiful face, a tall figure, and held a three-foot-long sword.
It was Yun Yaoyao.
However, her face was solemn at the moment, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, obviously injured.
The other was a middle-aged man in gray.
He had a grooved nose and held two claws in his hands, and he looked sinister.
"Yun Yaoyao."
"If we were outside, it would be difficult to defeat you, but now we both have no cultivation and have to rely on physical combat. You, a woman, can never be my opponent." The eagle-hook nosed man said coldly, "I advise you to surrender quickly."
Yun Yaoyao's face was filled with despair, but facing the threat of the eagle-hook nosed man, she still did not give in. Instead, she tightened her grip on the long sword in her hand and said coldly, "Old Demon Yan, don't say those useless things. If you want to take action, hurry up!"
"It seems that you really don't want to accept a toast, and you are still stubborn at this time." Old Demon Yan said coldly, "You should know that there will be no living people in this place, and no one can save you."
"Bullshit."
"Am I not a human?"
However, just as he finished speaking, a curse came from behind him, and at the same time, a foot suddenly landed on his back.
The sudden attack made Yan Lao Mo stagger.
His face changed, and he quickly turned around and saw a young man standing behind him with a brick in his hand.
The desperate Yun Yaoyao also did not expect that someone would save her in such a desperate moment.
She also quickly looked over with astonished eyes.
This sight made her shudder all over.
This familiar figure...
isn't it the mortal who had been with her day and night before?
She was still worried about Yi Feng's life and death before, and never thought that Yi Feng was still alive and well.
"It's great that you're okay!"
She shouted in surprise.
"So you two know each other?"
When Yan Lao Mo heard Yun Yaoyao's voice, he immediately stared at Yi Feng with a gloomy face and shouted: "Boy, even if you know each other, I still have to warn you, don't interfere in our affairs, otherwise I will make you die without a burial place."
Hearing this,
Yun Yaoyao's expression changed slightly.
She also quickly winked at Yi Feng.
Obviously, she was signaling Yi Feng to leave.
Because in her opinion, Yan Lao Mo was not someone that Yi Feng, a mortal, could afford to offend.
Since Yi Feng was able to save his life, she didn't want Yi Feng to put himself in danger again.
However, what neither of them expected was that Yi Feng said very forcefully: "Then I won't leave, I will take care of it."
Yi Feng's words made both of them unbelievable.
Yun Yaoyao was worried. She never thought that this mortal was so bold as to provoke Old Demon Yan.
And Old Demon Yan's eyes were also flashing with murderous intent.
She never thought that this kid would ignore his threat.
"Kid, go to hell!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He moved his long claws and covered Yi Feng.
"Be careful."
Yun Yaoyao shouted.
But just as her voice fell, Yi Feng dodged the attack of Yan Lao Mo with ease, and hit Yan Lao Mo on the head with a brick.
Yan Lao Mo, who had no cultivation to protect his body, immediately had a bloody head, and stars in his eyes, and staggered on the spot.
Hiss!
This scene
made Yun Yaoyao cover her red lips and stare with her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.
This mortal
was too powerful. He
actually hit Yan Lao Mo on the head with a brick?
How did he do it?
You know, even if they don’t have cultivation, they still have many years of combat experience, and their physical strength is absolutely incomparable to ordinary people.
But Yan Lao Mo was hit by a brick by a mortal, which is really unbelievable.
The old demon Yan, who was holding his head, had never expected that he would be hit like this. He immediately shouted angrily, "Little bastard, do you know who I am? I am the old demon Yan of Zhongzhou Claw. How dare you hurt me? Do you want to die?"
"Bite!"
But what he didn't expect was that Yi Feng complained impatiently and hit him on the head with another brick.
This scene
made Yun Yaoyao's eyelids jump.
He rushed over and said hastily: "You're in big trouble. This man is a Martial Emperor cultivator, and he is from Central Continent. He has a powerful force behind him. If you hurt him like this, he will not let you go. I'm afraid I won't be able to save you then."
"So what?"
Yi Feng glanced at the staggering Old Demon Yan, and after hitting him to the ground with a brick, he slowly added: "Under this dimensionality reduction suppression you mentioned, what's the difference between a cultivator and a non-cultivator? Aren't they still weaklings?"
Yun Yaoyao was stunned where she stood.
But she still felt that it was inappropriate for a mortal like Yi Feng to beat a martial emperor like this, so she quickly said: "It is true that you have no cultivation here, but after you go out, aren't you afraid of his revenge?"
"Then just beat him to death."
Yi Feng said, weighing the bricks in his hand.
Yun Yaoyao was stunned again.
Facing Yi Feng's words.
She was speechless.
But she had to admit that what he said was true.
But hearing such words from a mortal, she always felt that it was a little unreal.
But what she didn't expect was that Yi Feng took action directly.
He snatched the long sword from her hand and stabbed it into the chest of the old demon Yan.
Clean and neat.
Without any hesitation.
Looking at the breathless old demon Yan, Yun Yaoyao couldn't recover for a long time.
Yi Feng, a mortal...
actually killed a martial emperor in front of her? !
If this were to be told to others, it would probably cause an uproar in the entire continent.
And Yan Lao Mo probably never thought that after finally cultivating to the level of a martial emperor, he would fall into the hands of a mortal.
"What are you still standing there for, are you collecting the spoils?"
Yi Feng rolled his eyes at her and said.
Hearing this, Yun Yaoyao finally reacted and took off Yan Lao Mo's storage ring.
Once opened, there were all kinds of treasures inside, and Yun Yaoyao was amazed even with her state of mind.
"Well, I killed this man after all, so these things should belong to me."
"But I can't use these cultivators' things, so..."
Rubbing his nose, Yi Feng took out the paper and pen again.
"Write another IOU?"
"Huh?"
"The things belong to you, and you give me another million, okay?"
"I, here, one million gold coins?"
"Are the things of you cultivators so worthless?"
"No, I mean..."
"Okay, one million."
Yi Feng wrote the IOU neatly, pulled up Yun Yaoyao who was still in a daze, pressed her palm on the IOU, and then put the IOU away with satisfaction.
"Remember, you owe me two million.
" You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000. The highest level outside is 30.