Chapter 15: Revenge

Bang, bang, bang...

A few muffled sounds were heard, which were particularly clear in the quiet woods. Ye Feng's speed was extremely fast. He punched, kicked, and combined his strength with his internal strength, reaching at least a thousand pounds. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

Almost twice as fast as Zhao Huo and others.

"Puff...ah..."

Zhao Yong's body was hit hard, as if he was hit by a running buffalo. His face was pale, but Ye Feng had no intention of stopping. He continued to run closer and stepped directly on his chest.

Crack...

After this kick, I don't know how many ribs became comminuted fractures. Suddenly, Zhao Yong didn't even have the chance to scream. He died directly.

The speed was too fast.

The strength was strong.

Zhao Huo, who was on the side, didn't see how Ye Feng did it. His pupils were full of horror, and his sword-holding hand was trembling slightly.

After killing Zhao Yong with one strike, Ye Feng had a slight illusion, as if a heat flow came from the soles of his feet, causing the Eternal Green Vein in his body to vibrate. However, this heat flow came quickly and went away even faster, and Ye Feng could not feel it after a slight shock.

"Now, it's your turn." Ye Feng didn't care, and took a step forward to block Zhao Huo's retreat.

"If you dare to kill me, the deacon will not let you go. We will not let you go in the entire Zhaojiazhuang." Zhao Huo's legs trembled, and he shouted fiercely.

"Anyway, I have killed Zhao Yong. Killing one is killing, killing two is also killing, and killing you here, no one will know that I did it?" Ye Feng pressed on step by step, with no intention of letting him go.

If this person is not killed, once Zhao Tianle is prepared, there will be endless troubles.

"Damn it, Ye Feng, do you really think I'm afraid of you!" Knowing that there was no way to end the matter peacefully, Zhao Huo's expression became angry under Ye Feng's mocking gaze.

"Don't be afraid, then come!"

Ye Feng shouted casually.

Zhao Huo's expression became very solemn. He knew very well that the two sides were in a situation of life and death. In today's battle, either Ye Feng would die or he would die.

"Okay, then I'll fulfill your wish!" After a roar, the short sword in his hand swung a sharp wind and stabbed at Ye Feng who was standing upright.

This sword had a faint flash, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard dozens of meters away.

Martial arts!

The poisonous snake came out of the hole!

The method of using internal energy and body strength to attack and kill the enemy is martial arts. Zhao Huo still has the confidence to fight back. The biggest reliance is that he has practiced martial arts.

Even if it is just a low-grade yellow-level martial art like basic swordsmanship, only a few children in Zhaojiazhuang are qualified to learn it. Like Zhao Yong just now, he is not qualified to practice martial arts.

Once martial arts are used, the power is greatly increased, and it is difficult for people who don't know martial arts to resist, especially Zhao Huo still has a weapon in his hand. Although he saw that Ye Feng was powerful and moved quickly, Zhao Huo would not think that he had no chance to kill Ye Feng.

Although Ye Feng got a copy of "Beast King Fist" from the unruly girl, he had no time to practice, so at this moment, he could only deal with Zhao Huo's attack with ordinary moves.

His eyes were focused on the dagger that was stabbing at him.

Since swallowing many medicinal herbs, Ye Feng's perception has become several times sharper. At this moment, in his eyes, Zhao Huo is a ferocious beast that is rushing towards him.

These days, Ye Feng has dealt with many ferocious beasts, even the demon beast Flame Tiger. Although those beasts are fierce and powerful, as long as you can find their weaknesses, it is not difficult to kill them.

The moment Zhao Huo's dagger stabbed, Ye Feng took action.

Without too much consideration, relying entirely on intuition, Ye Feng punched and rushed up along the gap in Zhao Huo's moves.

A sword with a sharp sword light, compared with a simple punch, but the result is unexpected. He dodged Zhao Huo's sword by leaning sideways, and Ye Feng's fist hit Zhao Huo's ribs at an incredible angle.

"Bang!"

Zhao Huo's chest was almost torn apart, his face turned pale in an instant, his body lost its center of gravity and kept stumbling backwards. He stared at Ye Feng with an unbelievable look.

He couldn't figure out why Ye Feng suddenly became so powerful?

"Impossible, how could you beat me! A few days ago, you just awakened a martial vein, and I was already at the peak of the third level of warriors a few years ago, and I will soon enter the fourth level of blood exchange, and I have also practiced martial arts..." Zhao Huo's face was distorted, and his eyes showed an extremely terrified look.

"You must have had a wonderful encounter? Did you find some rare treasure in the Great Black Forest?"

"Want to know?" Ye Feng smiled and walked towards him step by step, "But do you think I will tell you?"

Zhao Huo's body kept retreating, tripping over a stone and falling to the ground, his face became even paler, "Don't, don't kill me, Ye Feng, don't kill me, I will listen to you in the future, don't kill me..."

"If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?" Ye Feng sank his fists and hit the ground heavily, and the ground suddenly cracked.

Just when Zhao Huo was secretly glad that he didn't hit himself, an irresistible force came from under him, and his body rushed into the air.

Ye Feng on the opposite side raised his lips and punched out like a rainstorm.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Every punch made Ye Feng feel inexplicably excited, and the surging power burst out, giving him a sense of great satisfaction. Every time his fist hit Zhao Huo, a heat flow would flow through the meridians in his hand, just like when he stepped on Zhao Yong to death just now.

After absorbing this heat flow, the golden seed in the dantian breathed in and out, stretched and shrank, and it seemed that the top of the seed began to crack slightly, and it felt like a second bud was derived.

"Could this evergreen vein grow by killing other warriors?"

Inadvertently, a strange feeling flashed through Ye Feng's mind, and a terrifying thought rose up...

...

"Hand over all the herbs you collected."

On the threshing ground, the people of Zhaojiazhuang gathered together, Zhao Tianle, with a big belly, stood smiling, and Zhao Qi shouted at the top of his throat.

The servants of the Zhao family set up a long table, on which were placed large round winnowing baskets. These winnowing baskets were made of bamboo strips and were usually used to dry dates, herbs, etc.

At this time, except for Zhao Huo, Zhao Yong and Ye Feng, all the other herb-collecting team members who were sent out had returned.

Each of them put down their medicine baskets and handed in the herbs. An old man with a goatee distinguished the age and rarity of each herb, and then weighed it with a small scale and then entered it into the account.

"Deacon, this is what Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong picked this time. They have something else to do, so they asked me to send the herbs back first." One of the herb-collecting guests took out three medicine baskets.

"Yes." Zhao Tianle nodded tacitly.

He naturally knew what Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong were going to do.