Chapter 1647: kill

"Someone has lived?"
Master Yimei heard the words and looked at each other with Long Shisan, both of them were shocked, and then immediately entered the wooden house.
"Sure enough, there is still warmth. It shouldn't have been long since I left."
"It must be the loose repairer, chase it!"
There was a cold color in Master Yimei’s eyes. Although he didn’t know how the casual cultivator got here, it didn’t matter anymore. As long as he caught him, all the secrets would be gone. It's a secret.
Everyone followed all the way, and soon they arrived at the location of the teleportation array.
"Damn it!"
As the formation king, Master Yimei easily perceives the spiritual power fluctuations from the teleportation formation, which is a sign that the teleportation formation has just started!
"The San Xiu just left, Master Yimei, let's chase after him!" Looking at the teleportation formation in front of him, Long Shisan said with a look of excitement.
But what made him a little puzzled was that when he finished speaking, Master Yimei did not leave, but looked at the teleportation array in front of him with doubts, his eyes gradually becoming ugly.
"Master Yimei, what's wrong, is there any problem?" Long Shisan asked with a puzzled face.
Hearing Long Shisan’s words, Master Yimei took a deep breath, pointed to the teleportation array in front of him, and said with an ugly expression: "This teleportation array cannot be activated with the formation flag. It can only be automatically replenished by energy. As soon as San Xiu left, the energy in the formation has been exhausted. If we want to leave, we can only wait for the formation to automatically replenish enough energy."
When Long Shisan heard this, his face became gloomy.
Wait for the formation to automatically replenish energy?
I'm afraid by that time, that little eye had already escaped in middle age.
At the same time, in the sunset mountain range, in a valley, a scared young man stood facing the wind. This person was Zhang Yifeng who was riding on the teleportation array and coming out of the seventh area.
He snatched Miaoshui’s storage ring, and the image of the middle-aged man with small eyes could no longer be used.
Zhang Yifeng found a place and refined a few Yi Rong Dan.
Yi Rong Dan is a very partial pill, and the material is not easy to find.
However, Miao Shui's storage ring happened to contain the materials for refining Yi Rong Dan.
It's just that Yi Rong Dan has a drawback. Using Yi Rong Dan to change your appearance is likely to be seen by the strong. Moreover, the disfigurement effect of Yirongdan will not last long, and will disappear within three to five days at most.
This is the reason why Yi Rong Dan is a partial pill. Cultivators would rather look for a magic weapon for masks than to use Yi Rong Dan.
Zhang Yifeng no longer has the magic weapon of the mask, so he can only retreat and use Yi Rong Dan to temporarily disguise.
"Unexpectedly, they are still looking for me, and even San Xiu joined them. It seems that the previous terrifying spiritual power fluctuation should be from the three major sects."
Zhang Yifeng muttered softly. After coming out of the teleportation formation, he had already encountered several waves of monks who were looking for him. These monks held a portrait in their hands. It was the middle-aged man with his masked eyes when he was in the nine-story stupa. Image.
Although he did not meet the people of the three major sects, the breath of several people in those casual cultivators alone made him feel very heart palpitations. He knew very well that if he confronted those people, he could only escape.
"It seems we can't stay here anymore, let's leave now."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and was about to leave, but at this moment, there was a sound of rustling footsteps, and then a dozen monks appeared in Zhang Yifeng's sight.
Zhang Yifeng looked calm, and walked by the dozen or so monks naturally.
But at this moment, among the dozen or so monks, one of them yelled at him: "Stop!"
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng stopped, looked at the monk calmly, and asked, "What's the matter?"
At this moment, he has changed his appearance to another appearance, and he is not afraid of being recognized.
"Which sect's disciple are you, why are you sneaking?" Among the dozen or so monks, one monk who was obviously the leader looked at Zhang Yifeng and asked.
"No school, no school, but it's a casual meditation, I still have things, if you are all right, I will leave."
Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly, but when the words fell, Zhang Yifeng turned around and left.
"stop!"
At this moment, among the team of a dozen monks, a monk with a short stature and a shrewd face instantly stood in front of him.
"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Yifeng asked in a deep voice.
The little monk took out a picture scroll from his arms, raised his voice to Zhang Yifeng, and asked, "Have you seen this person?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned and looked at it. The picture scroll was exactly what he looked like when he was in the nine-story stupa. His heart became clear, but his mouth said: "I haven't seen it. I have something else."
When the words fall, Zhang Yifeng will leave.
But the little monk suddenly blocked his way. He looked at Zhang Yifeng with a dark smile and said, "Why, leaving in such a hurry, isn't it a ghost in his heart?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned, glanced at the little monk coldly, and said coldly, "Get out of the way."
Feeling the killing intent in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, the little monk showed a touch of timidity, but at this moment, a monk who clearly looked like the boss came up.
I saw him sneer and said: "He is right, you shouldn't have a ghost in your heart, call out the storage ring, let us check, if you have no problem, I will let you go."
Zhang Yifeng knew that things might not be good anymore, he didn't talk any more nonsense, a ruthless look appeared in his eyes, his figure instantly deceived himself in front of the little monk, and hit the little monk's head with a hard punch. No mercy.
"what!"
The little monk screamed, and his head burst instantly.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Upon seeing this, the monk leader showed a look of anger in his eyes. He roared and looked at the people behind him, and said coldly: "Go on, kill this kid!"
Behind the monk, a group of monks swarmed up and attacked Zhang Yifeng.
Faced with these dozen or so monks, Zhang Yifeng smiled coldly. He had just been promoted to the fifth floor of Yuan Ying stage and was about to vent.
Thinking of this, strong spiritual power fluctuations emerged from his body, he sneered at the people in front of him, and then took the initiative to greet him.
"Kamikaze footwork."
"Nine Dragons Phantom Fist!"
With the cooperation of the kamikaze footwork, the Nine Dragons Phantom Fist seemed to have great power. The six spiritual dragons appeared, making waves of dragons, and instantly rushed into the crowd, setting off a storm.
With the improvement of the cultivation level, the Nine Dragons Phantom Fist, supported by Zhang Yifeng's mighty spiritual power, almost every punch can take the life of a monk.
In just a few rounds, five or six monks died under Zhang Yifeng's fist.