Chapter 1648: Escape

At this time, another monk rushed in front of Zhang Yifeng. Zhang Yifeng did not leave his hand at all, and hit the monk's chest with a fist. The monk was killed before he even screamed. Under Zhang Yifeng's fist.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng so mighty, the expressions of the remaining cultivators became frightened, and for a while, no one dared to take a step forward.
"Come on, give me all!" Seeing everyone showing timidity, the monk shouted sharply.
But he seriously underestimated the fear Zhang Yifeng had caused to the monks just now. Hearing what he said, the remaining monks not only didn't come forward, but each one kept retreating backwards.
Upon seeing this, the monk leader showed a ruthless look in his eyes, and cut off the head of a monk beside him with a knife, and said sharply: "Those who dare to fight, die!"
When the monks saw this, there was a look of fear in their eyes, gritted their teeth, and surrounded Zhang Yifeng.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly, meaningless at all, so there is no need to waste time.
"dead!"
With a low drink, Zhang Yifeng blasted towards the enemy like a hungry wolf.
In just a breath, three more monks died under Zhang Yifeng's hands.
Zhang Yifeng's attack still did not stop, and the kamikaze footwork had reached its limit, and he planned to make a quick battle.
These monks had the highest cultivation level but the second floor of Yuanying Stage. Wherever they were Zhang Yifeng's opponents, they all died in Zhang Yifeng's hands without exception!
After killing the dozen or so cultivators, Zhang Yifeng looked at the leader of the cultivator coldly, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You, don't come over!" Seeing Zhang Yifeng walking towards him, the monk's eyes showed a touch of horror.
Zhang Yifeng stayed unmoved, tapped his toes lightly, his spiritual power soared, and rushed towards the monk leader.
"Ah, I am going to kill you!"
Seeing Zhang Yifeng rushing towards him, there was a crazy look in the monk leader's eyes. He roared, and a long knife appeared in his hand. He was brandishing a long knife and greeted Zhang Yifeng.
boom!
The two of them fought together in an instant. After one move, both Zhang Yifeng and the monk leader flew backwards.
Pedal!
Zhang Yifeng flew backward three steps to stabilize his figure, while the monk leader only flew backward two steps.
Under the confrontation just now, it was Zhang Yifeng who fell down.
The monk leader saw this, the fear in his eyes completely disappeared, and he turned to look at Zhang Yifeng with a joking look and laughed.
"Haha, I thought how strong you were. It turned out to be just a trash that didn't reach the sixth floor of the Nascent Soul Stage. Humph, I want to kill me, I will kill you first!"
The leader of the monk has the strength of the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage. In the previous match, Zhang Yifeng was clearly at a disadvantage, which made him full of confidence. He seemed to have seen Zhang Yifeng's head cut off by the big knife in his hand. One scene.
Seeing the monk leader rushing towards him on the initiative, Zhang Yifeng had no fear in his eyes, but his fighting spirit rose.
In the previous match, he found that the monk leader was indeed stronger than him, but the gap between them was only one level difference. For him, this level difference just allowed him to fight heartily.
The reason why he pretended to retreat just now was to eliminate the fear in the heart of the monk leader and let him use all his strength to fight himself.
But there were few tricks against the monk leader, and Zhang Yifeng regretted it.
The reason why he regretted it was not because of how strong the monk leader was. On the contrary, although the monk leader was better than him in cultivation, he was obviously a little afraid of the head and tail when fighting. After a few moves, he already showed timidity.
Zhang Yifeng instantly lost his interest in continuing to fight. He didn't want to waste time with such waste.
"Die!"
One move forced the monk's leader back, and Zhang Yifeng snorted softly: "Nine Dragons Phantom Fist!"
Before he finished his words, he saw the dragons roaring from the seven spiritual powers, attacking the monk leader with an unmatched attitude.
Seeing the dragons transformed into seven spiritual powers, the monk leader showed fear. Most of his dozen or so subordinates were killed by this trick. He knew the power of this trick.
Although he had an advantage in his cultivation, the monk leader had no fighting spirit in his mind at this moment. He didn't even have the idea of ​​confrontation. Facing Zhang Yifeng's strong blow, he turned around and ran!
But even though he was fast, he was still overtaken by seven dragons, and the Nine Dragons Fist slammed on his back.
puff!
Receiving a powerful blow from Zhang Yifeng, the monk leader spouted a blood mist from his mouth, and his body fell softly to the ground.
"Do not kill me!"
The monk leader didn't know where his strength was, he was struggling to get up from the ground, kneeled in front of Zhang Yifeng with a plop, and began to beg for mercy.
Facing the monk leader's begging for mercy, Zhang Yifeng showed a look of contempt in his eyes. The most despised person in his life was the spineless person.
"The murderer, people will kill him, die!"
Zhang Yifeng was unmoved, looking at the monk leader, killing intent surged in his eyes.
As a human being in two lives, he understands a truth better than anyone else, that is the kindness to the enemy and the cruelty to himself, he will not make this low-level mistake.
A palm shattered the heart of the monk leader, and even the Yuan Ying who killed him, Zhang Yifeng looked indifferent and turned to leave.
Not long after Zhang Yifeng left, several teams came to the valley.
They looked at the monk who was dead in front of them, and their expressions became serious.
In the past half month, under the intervention of the three major sects, the monks of the Sunset Mountain Range reached a consensus with each other, that is, to temporarily put aside the hatred between each other and work together to find the small-eyed middle-aged monk.
Under the temptation of huge benefits from the three major sects, the monks in the Sunset Mountains rarely had large-scale conflicts during this half month, and there were almost no incidents of dead people.
And now there is a dead person, then there is only one answer, that is, the monk who the three big sects are looking for has appeared.
"Chasing! It's probably the one the three major sects want!"
Several teams caught up in the direction of the valley exit.
...
At the same time, Master Yimei and Long Shisan came out of the teleportation formation, and their faces were a little ugly.
In order to wait for the teleportation array to replenish enough energy, time has passed for a long time. Although they have now come out of the teleportation array, they have already lost the trace of Zhang Yifeng. In the vast sunset mountains, they want to find Zhang Yifeng. It is like looking for a needle in a haystack. .
"Master Yimei, is there any other way to find that middle-aged monk!"
The voice of Long Shisan came.