When the yellow-faced man heard the young man's almost arrogant words, although he had an unbelievable sneer on his face, he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis rise in his heart.

"Since you say such wild words, why don't you let you try it? Here are 100,000 blood crystals, you immediately kill Yan Lang and let me see it. The yellow-faced man laughed.

He flipped through his hand and released a large pile of blood crystals from the storage bag, piling them on the table, estimating that there were 100,000 blood crystals.

The people present couldn't help but laugh all the time, obviously seeing something ridiculous that they hadn't encountered for many years, and the discussion was quite noisy.

"This young man is a madman at all, his body is so thin, how much cultivation can he have when he is only a teenager?"

"I think the black iron sword on his waist should have been bought at a roadside stall, and it can be described as shoddy. ”

"Maybe he has never seen so much money, and he was so confused that he went crazy~"

The young man let everyone laugh at him, he didn't care at all, he walked over indifferently, and put the blood crystal on the table in the storage bag, he was not moved by so many blood crystals, it was an attitude of peace of mind and taking the reward he deserved.

Then the young man looked up at the yellow-faced man, and said very seriously: "Since I have received your money, I should kill Yan Lang, you wait a minute, I will go and get his head for you." ”

Yan Lang played with the Mithril soft sword in his hand and sneered: "Boy, you have a wide eye, this sword of mine is a good Mithril that was built by the famous swordsmith of the Hidden Sword Villa for a year. You'll be able to see the amazing swordsmanship right away, and you'll be honored to see it at the very least. ”

The silver light flickered, Yan Lang's technique was gorgeous, the Mithril soft sword in the hand conjured up a lot of misty shadows, in the dazzle of everyone, the five candles next to it were all neatly cut off the tip part, and the distance was connected on the Mithril soft sword, and the size of the candles that were cut off was very uniform.

The people in the restaurant were amazed, and such a handsome swordsmanship was really pleasing to the eye.

Yan Lang was very satisfied with people's reactions, and said with a smug smile: "Do you see clearly, boy, this is a wonderful swordsmanship, and the iron sword in your hand may never have participated in a real battle." ”

"Your swordsmanship is beautiful, that's all. The young man said calmly.

"What's wrong with good-looking swordsmanship? Yan Lang sneered.

The young man said: "A good-looking swordsmanship is not necessarily sharp in actual combat, and my swordsmanship does not have to be fancy and good-looking, just trying to make effective moves." ”

"Looks like you're really crazy, and you're hopeless. Yan Lang sighed, "Then let me see your effective swordsmanship, I really want to know how you can kill me." ”

Before the words fell, a black light appeared, and then it seemed that nothing had happened, and the young man still stood there calmly, the black long sword at his waist was still stuck diagonally, as if it had never been drawn.

Lin Feng saw some traces, the young man's shot just now was extremely fast, simple and direct, and a posture of taking out a sword had already been tempered thousands of times.

Yan Lang suddenly felt a blank in his mind, and then a chill came from his neck, accompanied by a stinging pain, his eyes turned black, and a stream of blood arrows spurted out of his throat.

"Huh" A sword roared, and the young man swung his sword again and cut off Yan Lang's head, not caring at all about the blood splashing on his clothes, and then he carried Yan Lang's head, calmly walked to the yellow-faced man, and threw the head on the table.

Such a cruel and calm killing method frightened the hearts of everyone in the restaurant, and no one dared to laugh at this seemingly simple boy anymore.

Everyone was secretly glad that they didn't clash with this young man head-on like Yan Lang, he had become terrible in everyone's hearts.

The yellow-faced man nodded in some surprise and said with a smile: "You really have a good cultivation, and such a fast sword is rare in my life! ”

Lin Feng shook his head in the distance, and said in his heart: "The yellow-faced man is really conceited, and now he is in a worrying situation. ”

The young man took two steps forward, got closer to the yellow-faced man, and said indifferently: "I will definitely do something, and I don't need you to lead it." We're not done yet!"

"Oh, tell me what else? The yellow-faced man laughed.

"Because I also received 100,000 blood crystals from White Snake Yan Lang just now, I must fulfill my promise to cut off your head, and the money cannot be taken in vain. The boy said.

"I'm ambitious! But don't think that if you can kill Yan Lang with a fast sword, you can use the same technique to deal with me, and if you fight head-on, you will know how powerful my special move 'Snow Lion Crash Sky Collision' is." The yellow-faced man said.

The young man stood in front of him, stared at him indifferently, and said, "Then you will perform your strongest trick, you only have one chance, and I will never use extra tricks to kill the enemy." ”

The yellow-faced man had already been angered by the young man's attitude, and had already decided to kill the young man strongly, so that he could know that the Dao was mixed in the cultivation world, and some people could not be provoked. ”

The huge steel knife inlaid with eight copper rings was clenched by the powerful arms of the yellow-faced man, and the blue cold aura spread around him as the center, and he was set off like an angry lion in the snow, and the momentum was monstrous.

"Snow Lion Crashing into the Sky!" With a roar, the yellow-faced man had already made a stunt, and the people watching the battle around him hurriedly retreated, afraid that they would die like the monks who couldn't dodge before.

The young man didn't dodge, just indifferently let the steel knife chop, and the brilliant knife was more than twenty meters long, appearing out of thin air and running down.

The crude black long sword on the young man's waist shot out in an instant, few people could see his movements clearly, and they couldn't understand his speed as fast as the wind, the black light flashed, and the young man withdrew his sword and stood.

The brilliant blue sword in front of him shattered like glass, making a crisp sound, turning into countless broken points of light and dissipating the moment it approached him.

The yellow-faced man stood there blankly, his hands still clenching the copper-ringed steel knife, his eyes widened, and after the sword light dissipated, he muttered and asked, "Young man, who did you learn your swordsmanship?"

"My father taught me. The young man said indifferently.

"Keng~" A clear voice, the copper-ringed steel knife in the yellow-faced man's hand broke into two sections, the cut was very smooth and obvious, almost at the same time, the yellow-faced man's head was connected to the right shoulder, directly separated from the body, and he fell unwillingly.

When the people present saw this scene, they didn't even dare to exclaim loudly, they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them, an unknown and ordinary teenager actually killed two major scattered cultivators in a row, and they only used one sword!

"Let you have a thousand martial arts, I will break them with one sword!" Lin Feng said in his heart, he felt that this young man's talent in kendo was quite amazing.

The young man said: "I have killed all the people who are to be killed by these two rewards, and the reward will be at ease, so please clean up this place, and I will have to invite my friends to drink." ”

"This young master still has friends here? It's scary, let's keep a low profile and don't let him notice. Someone in the crowd whispered.

The young man no longer glanced at the yellow-faced man, walked towards Lin Feng, and said with a smile: "Big brother, I have money now, I can invite you to drink." ”

Lin Feng smiled: "You are really a person who speaks, I have already seen that you have some ability, so sit down and have a drink." ”

Xiao Er brought five catties of cooked beef and two jars of spirits, Lin Feng patted the mud of a jar of wine, poured a full bowl for the boy and himself, and said, "What's your name and where do you come from?"

"My name is Xiao Chen, as for where I come from, it's really inconvenient to tell, when I set off, I promised my parents that I wouldn't tell anyone about this place outside. The boy took a sip of his wine and smiled.

Since this simple young man was reluctant to speak, Lin Feng would not be reluctant, and nodded: "My name is Lin Feng, I am from the Jiuding Sect, and I am about to visit the Medicine King Valley, do you want to go there to have a look?"

"Of course, a few days ago, I heard that the biggest potential in this area of Kunji Ridge is the Medicine King Valley, I can go out to see it, Brother Lin, you have to take me!"

The wind and snow outside were still overwhelming, and it was not suitable to travel, so I stayed in this restaurant, drank wine, ate meat, and roasted the fire, and chatted about some things in the cultivation world.

Once Lin Feng asked about the origin of Xiao Chen's fast sword, he was also silent, but Lin Feng knew that his simple and fast swordsmanship was not only guided by a famous teacher, but also practiced after countless times of hard training.

"Brother Lin, this morning I saw that your mount was as red as fire, resembling a lion, what kind of demon beast is it, how can you tame one?" Xiao Chen was a teenager after all, and he was quite curious about these things.

"All the demon beasts you can defeat can be tamed, and you can sign a master-servant soul contract with them with the soul contract scroll, this scroll is not expensive, you can buy it in the World Alliance Chamber of Commerce. Lin Feng regarded him as a good friend, so he explained patiently.

Although Xiao Chen hadn't seen Lin Feng make a move, and he didn't know what Lin Feng's cultivation was, he felt that Lin Feng was a very good big brother and was worth learning in many aspects.

For example, in terms of bearing, this young man really wants to mature early, Lin Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You are really a young man who doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new words." ”

After two days in the restaurant, the snowstorm finally eased on the morning of the third day, and people went out to load and unload their wagons and goods, and the frozen earth began to come to life.

Lin Feng pushed open the thick curtain of the restaurant, but saw that the earth was silvery white, vast, the sky was full of clouds, and in the distance, there were towering mountains, and the mountains were covered with snow, which was magnificent.

"Brother Lin, the weather is not bad, shall we go to the Medicine King Valley?" Xiao Chen also walked out.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "It is estimated that there is still half a day's journey to the Medicine King Valley, so you should pay attention to speaking cautiously at that time, and you will cause unnecessary trouble." ”

"Direction, when I'm at home, I practice swords alone, and I can go without speaking for a few days!" Xiao Chen smiled.

Lin Feng felt more and more that this young man was very extraordinary, turned over his hand and took out the soul contract scroll from the storage bag, and summoned a blood mist, his back was very wide, and it was very easy to carry two people.

Xiao Chen rode the demon beast mount for the first time, and he looked very excited, stroking the red mane of the blood mist, feeling the speed of the wind, and couldn't help but shout, the young man is like this after all.

The blood mist was as red as fire, rushing through the ice and snow, and there was still a little snow flying, leaving the town in the vast wilderness, and occasionally a few elk could be seen gnawing on the moss in the snow.

"You can kill a loose cultivator like Yan Lang with a single sword, what level of cultivation have you reached? I find that you can't evaluate your cultivation with the eyes of ordinary people. Lin Feng said.

"My father once said when I set out that my essence blood energy cultivation has reached the early stage of blood coagulation by the standards of the outer worlds, and my biggest reliance is the fast sword. Xiao Chen said very sincerely, for Lin Feng, the eldest brother, he didn't want to hide his strength.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Your sword is indeed very fast, if you use your sword with all your strength, can it be worth the six-fold cultivator of blood condensation?"

"Maybe I can't resist it, but I don't need to resist, what I want to compare with the enemy is whose sword is faster, and the sword qi emitted is sharper!" Xiao Chen said confidently.

Lin Feng didn't know much about the famous places in the cultivation world, so he couldn't deduce the origin of his parents from Xiao Chen's swordsmanship.

The Blood Mist Demon Beast was able to travel quickly in the wilderness, and it was also very excited to be able to come out of the soul contract scroll to breathe.

Two hours later, at the end of the wilderness, there was a valley that stretched all the way down to the bottom of the mountain, which was the most central area of Kunji Ridge, where the legendary Medicine King Valley sect was located.

On both sides of the road are farmland, which is desolate due to the heavy snow, and some of the cold herbs in the fields stand proudly in the snow, decorated with ice and snow like ice sculptures.

There are many villages in this area, protected by the Valley of the Medicine King, and there is no harassment from the bandits, and they are very rich.

In such a windy and snowy weather, there are also people who clear the snow in the fields and take care of these medicinal herbs, they can sell the medicinal herbs that have cultivated a good Lu in batches to the Medicine King Valley, a sect specializing in medical skills usually refines all kinds of medicinal herbs The medicinal herbs consumed are massive.

Lin Feng noticed that the villagers who were clearing the snow in the fields were all wearing clothes that were not too thick, their breathing was thick, their steps were steady, and they looked a little cultivated, at least finding some city guard soldiers in those county towns was not necessarily the opponent of the villagers here.

It is likely that they have received guidance from some basic cultivation methods in the Medicine King Valley, or it may be that they have improved their physique by taking medicinal herbs and elixirs for many years.

The villagers were not panicked when they saw Lin Feng riding such a domineering Blood Mist Demon Beast, it was very commonplace, it seemed that there were often monks who came to visit the Medicine King Valley.

Xiao Chen didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the villagers here, and Lin Feng felt that the environment he lived in before must be more special than here.

Lin Feng drove the Blood Mist Demon Beast to the field, stopped in front of a villager, and asked, "Are all these herbs you planted for the Medicine King Valley?"

"Of course, these herb seedlings were originally distributed to us by the Medicine King Valley, and when the herbs grow, they will send people to take these herbs away, and we can get some payment. In fact, Yaowang Valley has treated many stubborn diseases for our local villagers over the years, and we don't care about some financial gains and losses. The villagers smiled innocently.

Lin Feng really felt that the folk customs here were simple, largely because no robbers dared to come here to spread wildness, and most of the herbs planted in the fields were ordinary medicinal herbs, and the really good medicinal herbs should be cultivated in the medicine garden by the Medicine King Valley himself, and he would also send people to collect them in the mountains and ravines of Kunji Ridge.

Being in the Medicine King Valley, the air is filled with a rich medicinal fragrance, which is more meaningful than the aura in the Guiyuan Valley.

In the middle of the farmland is a well-repaired plank road, which extends all the way down, and it is a veritable valley.

The further down they went, the lower the temperature became, and the air seemed to be condensed, but fortunately, Lin Feng and Xiao Chen's cultivation was not afraid of the cold.

Riding the blood mist demon beast, after galloping along this plank road for less than half an hour, you can see that there is a magnificent building complex in front of you, and the terrain no longer extends down, and it has reached the bottom of the valley.

"The sect of the Medicine King Valley is here, I promised Lu Xueyao to come to her before, I have been busy for half a year, this time due to fate, I can come here, I have to keep Lu Xueyao!" Lin Feng said in his heart.

"Brother Lin, why do you look so melancholy?" Xiao Chen wondered.

Lin Feng said with a smile: "Young man, do you know what melancholy is? I'm not the kind of sentimental person, but I'm just about to meet the old man, and my mood is a little complicated." ”

"I've heard my father say that there are two masters of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill realm in the Medicine King Valley, one is Yi Yun, and the other is the Medicine Ghost Monk. These two people have supported the Medicine King Valley for nearly two hundred years, and now that they are all approaching, the Medicine King Valley will encounter a lot of provocations from strength. Xiao Chen said.

Lin Feng asked Xiao Chen to come down and put the Blood Mist Demon Beast in the soul contract scroll, before arriving at the mountain gate of other sects, it was best not to ride a mount into it, otherwise it would be too rude.

"I've also heard of Yi Yun, he is a household name in Kunji Ridge, he is seeking a breakthrough in retreat before the deadline comes, once he reaches the transformation realm, he can live for almost a hundred years, and the Medicine King Valley is not difficult to deal with this unknown calamity. Lin Feng said, "As for that medicine ghost monk, how is it compared to Yi Yun? ”

Xiao Chen muttered: "The medicine ghost monk and Yi Yun are two extremes, Yi Yun is compassionate and heartfelt, and the locals are grateful to Dade for these years. And Yi Yun's junior brother Medicine Ghost Monk specializes in poison arts, and is quite persistent in cultivation, and once did not hesitate to test the poison he refined in order to test the poison he refined.

Therefore, the medicine ghost monk was surrounded and suppressed by the major forces of Yunhai County, he lived in exile for many years, and only came back ten years ago, but he is also an old man in his last years, and his notoriety has been forgotten by people, and his cultivation is difficult to estimate, and he should be close to the edge of breakthrough. ”

Lin Feng nodded and smiled: "Your origin is not simple, your father must have been a big figure in the cultivation world back then, otherwise how could he know so many things about the Dao." ”

"I don't know, but my father often tells me about the past. Xiao Chen said.

Lin Feng sighed: "It's a pity that the Medicine King Valley specializes in medical skills, and does not re-cultivate, there are no outstanding characters among the junior disciples, in the past few days, I have encountered some disciples from the Yunhai County Sect who came to look for trouble, I don't know if they have arrived." ”