Chapter 24 The Big Brother Who Fell From the Sky
The flat-headed brother was stunned.
It was unexpected that the man on the opposite side came up with a sliding shovel and flew it into the air.
Then, Ye Feng bent his knees and lowered his waist, jumped up with all his strength, and with the help of his momentum, he punched Brother Flathead vertically several dozen meters high.
When it fell, Ye Feng repeated the previous action, knocking Brother Flathead vertically again and again.
In the end, Brother Flathead was beaten so hard that he fell to the ground.
However, its life breath is still very stable, it just fainted, and it will not die for a while.
"It's not dead?"
Ye Feng was speechless.
No wonder they all say that Brother Pingtou can't be provoked. One is that this kind of creature is not afraid of the sky, and the other is that their vitality is tenacious and difficult to obliterate.
In desperation, Ye Feng grabbed Brother Pingtou's tail and threw it more than 100 meters away into a river at the foot of the mountain, down the river.
"It's more comfortable now."
Ye Feng washed his hands, returned to the main hall, and fell asleep.
He didn't notice at all that there was a figure on the roof cross-legged, and the face behind the black veil was full of shock.
Mo Ying couldn't sleep.
So she came to the roof to enjoy the shade, and happened to see the whole process of Ye Feng hanging Brother Pingtou.
"Is this physique too strong?"
"Could it be that he is the one-of-a-kind body cultivator?"
"If he can beat a high-level demon soldier-level monster that is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, his physique is already at the level of the Primordial Gathering Realm?"
"If the sect master has the strength of the Yuan Gathering Realm, it is enough to create a higher sect..."
Mo Ying thought about it, but her mood could not be calm.
She realized that the Misty Pie was not easy.
"No wonder that little girl asked me to come here to live in seclusion. It seems that she knows some secrets."
Mo Ying frowned slightly, jumped off the roof, and quietly returned to the bedroom.
The next morning.
Ye Feng stretched and opened his eyes.
Since he beat Brother Pingtou last night, he didn't dare to attack him overnight, so Ye Feng slept peacefully.
After getting up, Ye Feng came to the courtyard.
Shi Lei and Huo Yunjie were already practicing their spells hard, and they were ready to practice all of "Fire Cloud Palm", "Wind Spirit Step", and "Iron Shield Technique" to perfection.
Li Jiaojiao is busy in the kitchen.
Mo Ying crossed her knees on the roof, pinched the sword in her hand, controlled the flying sword in the wind with her own breath, and practiced the first-grade spell "Liuguang Sword Qi".
The little white fox was lying on the table, still sleeping soundly.
"Master, morning!"
Long Tianxing came from the backyard with a bucket of water, and saw Ye Feng, with a sunny smile on his face.
"It's very early to get up!"
Ye Feng nodded and walked to the backyard.
The Misty Peak is about 700 meters high, and the top of the peak is about tens of meters in radius. The terrain is relatively flat. There is a rock that protrudes several meters in the backyard.
After washing up, Ye Feng found that breakfast was not ready.
He walked out the door and looked down.
A dozen miles to the west is the prosperous White Floating City. Starting from the east gate, a winding stone road just passes by the foot of the Misty Peak and leads to other cities.
"Living high, the view is wide."
Ye Feng exercised a little and was about to go back for breakfast, but found that there seemed to be a battle on the gravel road at the foot of the mountain.
After opening the spiritual eye, Ye Feng's eyesight became very good.
At a glance, it was clear that some wild wolf-shaped monsters were besieging a team. Depending on the situation, it looks like a caravan from other cities to White Floating City.
"Come and have a look!"
Ye Feng shouted.
"Uncle Sect Master, what's wrong?"
The others were startled by Ye Feng's voice and ran out quickly, looking in the direction of Ye Feng's finger.
"It's a monster!"
Mo Ying injected spiritual energy into her eyes,
The eyesight has been greatly improved, and the battle at the foot of the mountain can be seen clearly.
"There are five monsters in total, all of them are ghost wolves. Among them, four are medium-level monsters, which are equivalent to the sixth level of Qi refining, and the remaining one is high-level monsters, whose specific strength is unknown."
"As for the caravan, there are about fifteen people, five of them fell to the ground with serious injuries, and the rest are resisting. The strongest one has the eighth level of Qi refining, but was injured."
Mo Ying immediately reported the situation.
"Uncle Sect Master, do we want to save people?"
Li Jiaojiao asked quickly.
The other disciples all looked at Ye Feng, their anxious eyes seemed to say: Sect Master, save people!
Ye Feng was in a dilemma.
He wasn't sure whether the caravan was worth saving. After all, people were separated from each other, and ghosts knew whether those were good or bad.
He will never forget the story of the farmer and the snake.
But before Ye Feng could think about it, he heard the unyielding roar of Brother Pingtou on the path up the mountain.
The next moment, Brother Pingtou jumped onto Misty Peak, stood up, and rushed towards the group of people angrily.
The disciples were taken aback.
"What a tenacious vitality!"
Mo Ying was the most surprised.
She watched Ye Feng hang and beat Brother Pingtou many times with her own eyes, and she would have died a long time ago if she had to be replaced by other high-level demon soldier-level demon beasts.
As a result, Brother Pingtou is still alive and well.
"Dare to come?"
Ye Feng was completely speechless, "Don't panic, everyone, watch me teach him a lesson!"
He rushed up with a stride.
Brother Pingtou learned to be smart, for fear that Ye Feng would come with another sliding shovel, and immediately fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Ye Feng jumped over Brother Flathead, grabbed its tail, and spun around a dozen times like a windmill, before throwing it out with all his strength.
Coincidentally, the place where Brother Flathead fell, happened to be where the caravan was located.
"Missed!"
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes.
Right now, on the ground.
Five wild wolf-shaped monsters were surrounding this caravan of only a dozen people, and their eyes were full of ferocity.
"Everyone form a circle and protect the injured."
A strong man with a wounded left arm spoke. He was holding a long knife with a notch, panting heavily, his eyes like a tiger alerting the surroundings.
This person is the captain of the caravan's escort team, Wang Dachui.
There were two carriages behind him, and there was a rapid breathing sound from the one in front.
Apparently, there were still people sitting in the carriage.
"Brother Sledgehammer, these are ghost wolves, fierce and brutal. We're afraid we won't be able to stop them for long." A young man who was covered in injuries said weakly.
"This place is only a dozen miles away from White Floating City, and there are still many cultivators around. As long as you stick to it, there must be hope!" Captain Wang Dachui roared.
"Defense circle!"
Wang Dachui shouted.
The remaining ten guards who still have fighting power run their spiritual energy, condensing a translucent rock wall in front of them, forming a defensive circle.
Ten meters away from them was an encirclement formed by five ghost wolves.
The headed one was covered in dim light, his eyes were full of cold light, and his mouth was full of fangs.
"Wow!"
The alpha wolf let out a cry, and one of the slender Netherworld wolves jumped, and was about to jump onto the top of the carriage in the center of the defense circle.
But at this moment, a mutation occurred!
A black and white figure descended from the sky and hit the jumping ghost wolf.
boom!
Muffled all over.
Brother Pingtou made a gorgeous debut, sitting the ghost wolf on the ground, causing it to twitch and vomit blood.
This sudden scene frightened everyone present, and also stunned the remaining four ghost wolves.