Chapter Seventy-Three: Conflict

(Free to read.) Ye Feng hid quietly in the grass, not far in front of him there was a demon scorpion that had taken out the inner pill, exuding an attractive fragrance, this was a trap carefully arranged by Ye Feng, the demon scorpion was roasted by Ye Feng on the outside and tender on the inside, it was an excellent food.

After a while, a dark figure appeared, maybe it was used to the peaceful days, maybe because this was its territory, so it behaved casually, not thinking at all that this would be a trap.

When he came, Ye Feng shielded all his breath, and sprinkled some broken leaves of plants with a special fragrance around his body to completely cover Ye Feng's scent.

It was the storm bear that followed the smell, this was the third storm bear that Ye Feng valued in a few days, after a few days of observation, Ye Feng found that the storm bear had a gluttonous problem, especially the more fond of baked food, so he came up with this method to lure the storm bear into being fooled.

Most of the people living in this mountain range are violent bears, but the violent bears are completely different from the flaming eagle and the demon scorpion, although the violent bears collectively occupy this area, but they are far away from each other, and each violent bear has its own territory, basically belonging to each other and not interfering with each other.

When Ye Feng saw the first violent bear, the violent bear was eating, Ye Feng suddenly made a move, and the dragon slaying knife slashed down, and before the violent bear had time to struggle, it was divided into two halves, and it was easy to obtain a violent bear Neidan.

After some thought, Ye Feng used the corpse of the demon scorpion as bait to lure the second violent bear into falling for it.

This is his improved trap, there is a big pit under the corpse of the demon scorpion, the height is just up to the upper body of the violent bear, when the violent bear walks in front of the demon scorpion, it will fall into the trap, and then Ye Feng jumped up, and the dragon slaying knife can just cut the head of the violent bear.

Ye Feng's plan was very time-consuming, almost an hour would be wasted when digging a pit, and it was impossible to capture a violent bear without half a day.

The violent bear was really fooled, and when he came to the roasted demon scorpion, two big bear paws in the depths were about to grab the demon scorpion.

Before it could touch the edge of the scorpion, it heard a "poof!" and fell into the trap.

The moment Ye Feng fell into the trap, Ye Feng leaped up, and the dragon slaying knife in his hand was draped straight on the head of the violent bear, and the head of the violent bear was split in two at once.

Then bring the body of the storm bear back to the inner world, and then dispose of it when you have time.

Then Ye Feng turned around and left, the violent bear in this territory had already been killed by himself, and then there was another one.

In fact, Ye Feng can also release San Lang to deal with the violent bear, with San Lang's cultivation, it is a piece of cake to deal with a violent bear, but Ye Feng feels that the opportunity is rare, this is a good opportunity to train himself, if he expects San Lang to make a move, then the meaning of coming to the Fantasy Realm this time is gone, so as long as he is not threatened by the fatal threat, Ye Feng will not use San Lang.

In the past few days, San Lang has been completely in a state of happiness, chewing on the demon scorpion every day, and before he can get tired of eating, Ye Feng changed the food for him, and the violent bear came.

Ye Feng instructed San Lang and Xiaohong that the corpses of the spirit beasts could be eaten, but Neidan must be left intact for him.

The two big-bellied men were also obedient, every time Ye Feng threw the corpse of the spirit beast in, Xiaohong would directly roast the spirit beast with a fire, and then the two guys devoured it at once, if it weren't for the fact that the bones of the violent bear were too hard, there would not even be a slag left.

Ye Feng doesn't care, anyway, what he wants is Neidan, and too many corpses in the body world are indeed not good, once they decay and deteriorate, they will emit an unpleasant smell, it is better to cheapen two guys.

After a few days, Ye Feng found that his cultivation had improved a lot, especially his reaction ability, and he was able to make the most correct decision in the shortest possible time when facing danger.

Let's talk about the tenth storm bear that was killed, Ye Feng dug the trap, and just put the bait on it, before he could hide it, the storm bear appeared, waving a huge slap and slapping at Ye Feng.

A slap can be as big as a small pot, which is simply covering the sky and the sun, so that Ye Feng has nowhere to hide.

Compared to the corpses of spirit beasts, even if they are roasted, the storm bear still prefers to eat monks, and all spirit beasts in the illusion realm are like this, they like to eat monks, maybe this has something to do with the fact that they can only see monks once in five years.

In a hurry, Ye Feng casually threw out the Fantian Seal, but due to insufficient preparation, the aura added to the Fantian Seal was slightly insufficient, and the Fantian Seal was slapped down by the violent bear.

The bear's body shook a few times, but it was unharmed.

Ye Feng took this opportunity to take the dragon slaying knife in his hand, and the exquisite steps under his feet were displayed again and again, circling around the violent bear.

The size of the violent bear is huge, of course, it is not as fast as Ye Feng, one of them is not paying attention, and he was slashed on the arm by Ye Feng, one of the arms of the violent bear was cut off, and then let out a shocking roar, and rushed towards Ye Feng with red eyes.

Ye Feng dodged its edge, and then with another knife, the other arm of the violent bear was also cut off.

With a knife in his hand, a big head of the violent bear flew into the air, and blood spurted out of the severed head of the violent bear, and then died.

With the lessons learned this time, Ye Feng was even more cautious.

Putting away the body of the violent bear, Ye Feng continued to look for the next target.

He hadn't gone far before he heard angry yells and shouts.

Judging from the sound, it should be that a monk has also arrived here, and there is a fierce battle with the violent bear.

Ye Feng deliberately bypassed, thought about it carefully, and decided to take a look.

Under his feet, he shrank into inches and hurried to the place of battle.

A group of two people was having a good time fighting with the violent bear, and judging from the way they were dressed, they should be disciples of the Hidden Yin Yang Sect.

The two of them each commanded a flying sword and attacked around the violent bear, and the violent bear swung his big slap, like a fly in the sky, slapping at the flying sword of the two.

The flying swords of the two are very agile, just circling around the violent bear, sneaking up from time to time, and stabbing on the body of the violent bear can not bring fatal damage to the violent bear, but it can also add some small wounds to the violent bear.

The Bear went berserk, and no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't take advantage of anything.

"Whew!" the roaring storm bear directly abandoned the flying sword and ran towards the two Yin-Yang Sect disciples.

Even the flying sword stabbed in its back completely ignored, and it seemed that the Storm Bear was really enraged.

The two hands were dumbfounded when they saw the violent bear rushing wildly, and hurriedly commanded the flying sword to stop the violent bear, seeing that the fur on the violent bear was too thick, and the flying sword could not cause fatal damage to the violent bear, the two commanded the flying sword to run towards the eyes of the violent bear.

The sudden change of attack position of the two monks made the momentum of the violent bear run suddenly stopped, and a pair of big slaps hurriedly protected their eyes.

The opportunity came, taking advantage of the time when the violent bear covered his eyes, the two monks came to the front of the violent bear, and the two also chose to fight hand-to-hand, but the two did not want to use their fists and feet, it is estimated that the fist hit the body of the violent bear, which is similar to tickling.

The two of them each clenched a slightly shorter sword, and at the same time stabbed into the chest of the Stormbear, and the hilt of the sword was missing.

After stabbing the Violent Bear, the two monks immediately retreated, the injured Violent Bear was the most terrifying, crazy kicking and fighting, the two monks summoned back the flying sword, jumped on the flying sword, and slowly waited for the Violent Bear to die.

Ye Feng looked bored, at this speed, the two of them would not kill a few heads when the Illusion Realm was closed.

Ye Feng got up and was about to leave, but was seen by two monks in the air.

"Stop!" shouted the two.

Ye Feng stopped and looked at the two.

"Boy, when you see us, you still want to get out alive. Both of them recognized Ye Feng, and the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect secretly swore that as long as they met Ye Feng in the Illusion Realm, they would definitely kill Ye Feng about the bet between Ye Feng and Elder Yin Ren.

Now that the two of them see Ye Feng, they naturally won't let him go.

"Why, you two think you're going to eat me. Ye Feng smiled nonchalantly, these two unlucky people, if they didn't take the initiative to find trouble for themselves, Ye Feng wouldn't bother to deal with them, but if the two of them were not interested, then don't blame themselves for being polite.

The two monks, one on the left and one on the right, faintly surrounded Ye Feng, and in their eyes, Ye Feng was dead.

"A young monk in the middle of Qi refining dares to humiliate our elders in public, you really deserve to die. The monk on the left was in the foundation building period, and his gaze at Ye Feng was obviously disdainful.

The monk on the right is also at the peak of Qi refining, and whoever the two of them are, their cultivation is much higher than Ye Feng.

"I advise the two of you, if you turn around and leave now, this violent bear is a gift to me to make amends, and today I can let you leave alive, if not, hum, the Fantasy Realm is the place where your bones are buried. Ye Feng warned the two again.

"Hahaha, it's really a joke, even with your cultivation, you dare to say such a thing, even if your Su Mubai is here, you have to think about it before you speak. ”

"See that raging bear? The Yin-Yang Sect disciple on the flying sword pointed at the violent bear who had fallen to the ground, "That's what happened to you." ”

As he spoke, he commanded the flying sword to fly towards Ye Feng, and his fist went straight to Ye Feng's front door.

Obviously, there was no such thing as Ye Feng in his eyes, and the huge difference in level made him think that he could kill Ye Feng with just his fists.

"Kill yourself, you can't blame me. Ye Feng sighed, some people are like this, once they cultivate above others, they think that they are invincible, and they are careless and kill people.

"Boom!" the monk felt himself slammed into a hard iron plate, and the bones in his fist were about to shatter.

Looking closely, he was almost scared to death, a tall body stood between him and Ye Feng.

Turning the flying sword, he was about to run away, but how could San Lang, who blocked his fist, let him go, his long arms reached forward, grabbed him with one hand, and with a slight force of his hands, this guy in the foundation building period was crushed into a ball of flesh by San Lang's huge palm.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other Qi Refining Stage cultivator quickly galloped away with his flying sword.

"If I let you run, I won't regret it. Ye Feng looked at the back of the Qi Refining Cultivator, and a fiery red figure rose into the air and flew towards him.

No matter how fast that Qi Refining Stage cultivator was, it was impossible to be faster than Xiaohong's flight speed.

Xiao Hong flew on his head in an instant, and with a random flap of his wings, the Qi Refining Stage cultivator returned the same way and fell in front of Ye Feng.

This smashed him to pieces, and his inner abdomen was shattered.

"Senior Brother Ye spare my life, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore. He fell to the ground and begged Ye Feng bitterly.

"Well, why bother, where is the courage just now. "San Lang is a cultivator who can refine qi with one foot to death.

Seeing that the two monks of the Yin-Yang Sect died, Ye Feng was not polite, and put away all the useful items on the two of them.

The harvest is still good, in addition to some spars in the storage bags of the two of them, there are also items obtained in the illusion realm, among which there is the Demon Scorpion Inner Dan, and the other items are medicinal materials or spirit beasts that have nothing to do with this mission, it seems that this is the private item of the two of them.