Chapter 15

In the Grand Canyon, Ye Feng tidied up and walked towards the outside.

These days, he had also found several special medicinal herbs for the bounty mission he had taken in Ziyun Town.

After all, this was a bounty mission worth 100,000, which was a huge fortune for Ye Feng now.

"True Martial Realm Ninth Heaven."

"Strength of a Three-Headed Dragon Elephant."

"First Heaven of the Creation Divine Technique, Bronze Battle Body."

Ye Feng murmured, taking one last look at the canyon filled with memories.

Then, the young man walked out of the canyon with firm steps, entering the deep mountains and dense forests.

A murderous intent flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, "It's time to settle the grudge with the Blizzard Mercenary Group."

Ziyun Mountains.

At the entrance to the deep mountain area.

The leader of the Blizzard Mercenary Group, Chen Tianya, and a group of powerful warriors were all waiting here.

However, many people were already getting impatient.

Because it had been almost half a month since Ye Feng entered the deep mountain area.

"Perhaps that kid has already been devoured by the beasts in the deep mountains."

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but whisper.

"Very likely. That kid is only at the True Martial Realm Sixth Heaven. In the deep mountain area, beasts run rampant. Even a Spirit Martial Realm expert can easily fall."

Many people began to agree.

At this moment, everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to Chen Tianya, who stood in the middle of the crowd.

Chen Tianya, the leader of the Blizzard Mercenary Group, was the only one among them who had reached the Spirit Martial Realm.

Naturally, everyone followed his lead.

Chen Tianya had his eyes closed, but at this moment, he suddenly opened them and looked towards the entrance, saying slowly, "He's coming out."

"Who's coming out?"

Everyone was startled and looked towards the entrance of the deep mountain area.

In their field of vision, a figure in white, with eyes like a sword, carrying a sword case on his back and holding a large bow, slowly walked out.

"It's that kid!"

"He actually survived in the deep mountain area for a whole half a month!"

No one expected that Ye Feng would really dare to come out.

"I'll take care of this kid."

A True Martial Realm Seventh Heaven warrior volunteered. His name was Chen Qing, a knife expert from another mercenary group.

"Swish!"

Without waiting for anyone to say anything, Chen Qing wielded his long knife, flashing towards Ye Feng, determined to be the first to strike and claim Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng stood still, seemingly resigned to his tragic fate.

But just as Chen Qing's long knife was about to slash down on him, Ye Feng moved.

"Clang!"

First, there was a sharp sword cry, then a cold sword light covered the entire sky, and finally, Ye Feng sheathed his sword.

The whole process took only a moment.

"Crack!"

In the next moment, what shocked everyone was that Chen Qing's long knife shattered, and a bloodstain appeared on his throat.

"You..."

Chen Qing stopped, clutching his bleeding throat, staring in terror at Ye Feng, who was right in front of him.

Then.

"Thud!"

Chen Qing's entire body fell to the ground.

One sword out.

The knife shattered, and the man died!

"How is this possible?!"

Everyone was stunned, standing still.

That sword was too fast, so fast that almost no one could see how Ye Feng had drawn his sword.

Silence!

Dead silence!

Looking at the body on the ground with a slit throat, the entire scene was deathly quiet.

"This kid's sword skills may have already comprehended the sword intent, reaching the first realm of the sword path: Sword Practitioner!"

Someone exclaimed, his voice filled with shock.

Everyone looked at the figure in white, and at this moment, these fierce wandering warriors and mercenaries couldn't help but step back in fear.

Tap, tap, tap...

Ye Feng stepped towards Chen Tianya, and everyone retreated again.

In a blink, only Ye Feng and Chen Tianya were left on this open ground.

The rest of the crowd had retreated to a distance, their expressions filled with reverence, watching.

"I must say, as a young man of only seventeen or eighteen, your strength ranks among the top in the entire Nanyang County, truly a young prodigy."

Chen Tianya spoke slowly, his tone filled with admiration but also a hidden killing intent: "However, it's a pity that such a martial prodigy will die at my hands today."

Ye Feng's face was stern, and he glanced coldly at the leader of the Blizzard Mercenary Group, saying, "Many people have said such things to me, but they all ended up dead."

"Your talk is impressive." Chen Tianya laughed coldly, saying, "You may be a young genius, but as long as you haven't reached the Spirit Martial Realm, you will never know how powerful a Spirit Martial Realm expert truly is!"

Boom!

A powerful aura of a Spirit Martial Realm expert erupted from Chen Tianya's body.

A light flashed on his finger, and a red war sword appeared in his hand.

"Buzz!"

Chen Tianya's hand swept over the war sword, and the originally dull sword immediately glowed with a bright red divine light, dazzling and brilliant.

"It's the Crimson Blood Sword!"

"This is a demon sword that has drunk the blood of demons! It possesses great power!"

"Once this sword is drawn, it won't return to its sheath without tasting blood! It seems Chen Tianya is determined to kill that kid!"

The crowd nearby was stunned when they saw this scene.

They knew the strange and terrifying nature of this demon sword, which was extremely powerful and had mysterious abilities.

But at this moment, Ye Feng put the rusty sword back into the sword case on his back.

"Young man, you're dead."

Chen Tianya, holding the red-glowing demon sword, laughed coldly, saying, "Draw your sword, or you won't have the chance once I make my move."

At this moment, Ye Feng, to the confusion of the crowd, also put the Wind Thunder Bow on his back.

"Is this kid crazy?"

"What is he doing? Is he deliberately courting death?"

Everyone was puzzled, thinking Ye Feng was too foolish.

What shocked the crowd even more was that Ye Feng, with empty hands, walked towards Chen Tianya.

"Tap, tap..."

His steps were steady, and there was no sign of panic on Ye Feng's face.

"Putting on a show won't save you."

Chen Tianya laughed loudly, the demon sword in his hand glowing red, releasing terrifying power, and instantly slashing towards Ye Feng.

Buzz!

Almost instantly, the demon sword in Chen Tianya's hand emitted a sky of blood-colored sword qi, forming a river of blood swords, as if it could tear everything apart.

"That kid is dead."

Everyone was mourning for Ye Feng.

But at this moment, a bone-chilling aura suddenly erupted from Ye Feng, spreading throughout the scene.

The feeling was like a primordial beast that had been dormant for countless years had awakened within Ye Feng!