Chapter 367: Killing the Iron Floating City

"Hmm? Not dead? How...how did you stand up?"

After finally walking to a short distance from Ye Feng, Tie Fucheng suddenly stopped. Si Tu

His face instantly became stunned, unbelievable, and then completely darkened.

He saw that Ye Feng, who had just been knocked away by him, was not dead. After spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood, he stood up like this, then grinned and inhaled a breath of cold air, stuffed a pill into his mouth casually, and walked towards him as if nothing had happened.

The scar on the chest was recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This...how is this possible!"

Tie Fucheng widened his eyes. How badly did this kid get hit by the Wuhun Divine Eagle just now? The chest muscles were almost gone, how could he be fine now?

The old man Tie felt that his head had regained some consciousness, and his scalp was cold. What even made him despair was that this guy could not be killed at all.

Is this really a fourth-level innate martial artist?

Shouldn't this be the fourth level of the virtual realm?

How could he, or the Tie family, encounter such a big evil star?

Now, the situation is getting worse and worse. It is difficult for Tie Fucheng to continue to launch effective attacks. His mind and body are no longer under his control. But he is unwilling. How can Tie Fucheng be willing to watch Ye Feng live?

Ye Feng looked at him and grinned, revealing a row of bloody teeth. He took out a Lihuo Linglian from the storage ring and put it in his mouth.

At the beginning, he got a total of nine Lihuo Linglian lotus seeds. He used one when fighting Tong Ming, which made his cultivation level rise to the current peak of the fourth level of Xiantian. And now, Ye Feng took the second one.

How extraordinary is the heavenly grade spiritual medicine?

If this lotus seed is put in the auction house, it will definitely be sold at an unimaginable heavenly grade.

If you swallow it casually, the medicinal power will inevitably be lost. It is not as good as the medicinal power that can be amplified after being refined into a pill. Moreover, now the cultivation level is the peak of the fourth level of Xiantian, touching the bottleneck of the fifth level. If the bottleneck is not broken, no matter how much vitality is poured in, it will be a waste.

But now, Ye Feng couldn't care too much. He could afford to consume a mere heavenly-grade lotus seed.

Seeing that Ye Feng threw something into his mouth, the aura around him suddenly began to rise, and Tie Fucheng's feeling could be imagined.

This kid was too weird, he couldn't let Ye Feng recover.

"I must kill you!"

Tie Fucheng shouted, and spit out the last of his blood. The shadow of his martial spirit, which had already dimmed, burst out again, and pressed down on Ye Feng with one claw.

The surging Yuanli formed a several-foot-long shadow of a divine eagle on Tie Fucheng's head. The old man Tie's terrifying face was distorted beyond recognition. At this point, he had forgotten his life and death.

There was only one thought, to kill Ye Feng.

Ye Feng had just swallowed the Lihuo Linglian, and he felt as if a big furnace was burning in his stomach, and the gushing energy burst out and ran wildly in the meridians around his body.

At that moment, he felt that the blood in his body was burning, and his body felt like it was about to explode.

The bottleneck of the fifth level of innateness was broken in an instant, and at the same time, other powerful energies invaded his limbs, bones, muscles and skin.

"Hah!"

Ye Feng roared, and his bones made crackling sounds. The crackling sounds of these bones became one, and finally turned into a high-pitched dragon roar, rushing straight into the sky.

At the same time, Ye Feng's momentum reached its peak!

All potential, all energy, and all strength were poured into the Destruction Knife in his hand. The wind whistled, twisting the yellow earth all over the sky, forming an energy storm.

"Die!"

Ye Feng swung his knife.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and flames filled the entire battlefield. Between heaven and earth, it seemed to have turned into a rolling furnace of flames. The whole world lost its color, and the energy fluctuations were transmitted, but strangely, no sound was heard.

The waves of fire soared into the sky, and the enchanting flames were like a fire lotus blooming in the middle of the night, with a moment of beauty.

Along with Tie Fucheng's roar, the shadow of the Wuhun Divine Eagle was torn into pieces by the wanton fire storm. He watched Ye Feng's huge sword shred the shadow of the Wuhun, and then... it fell like lightning and broke his body.

"Ah..."

The old man Tie's face was full of ferocity and unwillingness. He grabbed the Destruction Sword and roared wildly.

"I... I... I am unwilling... I am unwilling!"

The approach of death made Tie Fucheng sober up as never before. He stared at Ye Feng with an extremely resentful look.

"Ye, you will not die well... Our Tie family... will never... let you go!"

The moment the voice sounded, Tie Fucheng used all his strength, or should be said to be fully urging his last bit of Yuanli, to stimulate a communication talisman.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, a sword light that was more than ten feet long suddenly rolled out, causing the head of the Sixth Elder of the Tie Family, the master of the Void Realm, to fly into the air.

What surprised Ye Feng was that not a single drop of blood spurted out of the neck of the old man Tie.

It seemed that he had really reached the point of exhaustion, and all the blood in his body had been consumed.

At this time, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the shriveled head of the old man Tie, Ye Feng suddenly realized that there were already two masters of the Void Realm who died in his hands.

These were masters of the Void Realm, the backbone of the powerful country of Xi Tang. In just a few days, he killed two of them? There were even more than six or seven who died indirectly at his hands.

Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a little proud of this.

"If I don't come to provoke you, you should be self-sufficient and never come to provoke me." He looked coldly at the direction of the powerful king's city, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

When the old man Tie was dying, he activated the communication talisman, and he must have wanted to summon other elders of the Tie family to come. It was just right to teach them a lesson.

After a while, on a big tree in the original place, Ye Feng looked at his careful arrangement, and with a sneer in his eyes, he jumped up and headed towards the location of the king's city.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, the communication talisman fell into the hands of Tie Fukong, the fourth elder of the Tie family, who was searching along the way.

"Sixth elder!"

After hearing the content inside, Tie Fukong screamed and almost fell from mid-air. Then, he tilted his angle, and the light flashed, and the whole person flew towards the location of the Tianhuo Mountains.

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Above the Skyfire Mountains, Tie Fukong, the fourth elder of the Tie family, who had been searching for a day, suppressed his impatience and gathered his energy in the sky. He searched one mountain after another, with an extremely haggard look on his face.

Anyone who ran recklessly for a day and a night, and searched the mountains non-stop with all his energy, would look like Tie Fukong.

That is to say, a master of the Void Realm, if it were a congenital warrior, it would be impossible to do it.

There was no way, the content of the communication talisman that Tie Fukong received was too shocking.

"Fourth brother, the one who killed me was the kid named Ye, you must avenge me!"

In just a short sentence, every word was deafening, and Tie Fukong was shocked and wandered in the void.