Conquer the game world

Chapter 107 Getting Caught in the Storm
Ye Feng led the flock of golden griffins in circles through the mountains. The golden griffins, usually warlike, became rather silly at this moment. Even though Ye Feng was clearly toying with them, the golden griffins kept chasing after him.

Ye Feng's wings provided a significant flight boost, making it exceptionally easy for him to deal with these golden griffins.

"It's almost time. I suppose they've finished picking the Pearl Chain Fruit by now." After driving the Golden Griffin through the mountains for more than an hour, Ye Feng thought to himself. The original agreement was to try to stay for at least an hour, but Ye Feng had already exceeded that time by quite a bit.

Having made up his mind, Ye Feng stopped entangled with the golden griffin. With a swift movement, Ye Feng flapped his wings and accelerated instantly, widening the distance between himself and the golden griffin behind him.

At first, the golden griffin was still relentlessly pursuing Ye Feng, but Ye Feng's speed was simply too fast, and soon Ye Feng disappeared from the golden griffin's sight.

Having lost their target, the golden griffins became extremely angry, circling and roaring in the air. However, the golden griffins were helpless and, after circling for a while, finally returned dejectedly towards Mount Daqin.

Having successfully shaken off the golden griffin behind him, Ye Feng circled around the mountains to make sure the griffin had gone back. Only then did he prepare to head in one direction, the meeting place the group had agreed upon at the beginning, where everyone would wait after the mission was completed.

Just as Ye Feng was about to set off, a mountain peak beneath him suddenly trembled violently, accompanied by a deafening rumble. Although Ye Feng was still some distance from the peak, he could see boulders flying everywhere.

Ye Feng was startled. Such a violent tremor and such a huge commotion could not be caused by an ordinary person. Even though he had just learned the new move Thunderfire Kill, Ye Feng was not confident that he could cause such a commotion.

"It seems there's a fierce battle going on, but is it a fight with a magical beast or something else?" Ye Feng thought to himself. If there were human martial artists and magical beasts fighting below, then both of them must be extremely powerful.

As Ye Feng pondered, the scene of boulders flying everywhere below became more and more frequent, and the explosions became more and more intense.

"Judging from this commotion, they must be at least at the Spirit God Realm. This level of battle is much stronger than what I am now. I'd better be careful and stay away." Feeling the tremors below, Ye Feng gave up the idea of ​​getting involved. If he wasn't careful, he would probably lose his life.

However, just as Ye Feng was about to leave, the location of the tremor began to change, and the fighting began to move closer to Ye Feng's location, quickly arriving near him.

Before Ye Feng could react, two middle-aged men appeared in front of him. One of them held a long knife, the blade gleaming, and launched a frenzied attack on the other.

The other middle-aged man was using a long staff. Facing the attack, he was only barely able to defend himself and was constantly retreating. From the scene, it was clear that the man with the staff was at a complete disadvantage.

"Ouyang, don't push people too far!" the man with the stick shouted angrily.

"Hmph, as long as you obediently hand over what you've obtained, I guarantee I'll spare your life," said the man named Ouyang. At the same time, the long sword in his hand shone brightly, and the power that burst forth was even greater than before. The man with the stick was caught off guard. Although he barely managed to block the attack, he was still sent flying more than ten feet away.

After the man with the stick stood up, his chest heaved and his blood surged. In the end, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, clearly indicating that the blow had seriously injured him.

"Don't push your luck!" the man shouted with a ferocious expression. After being injured, the man knew he couldn't escape, and it seemed he was going to fight to the death.

The middle-aged man with the stick let out a loud shout, his aura surging, a sharp energy bursting forth, making him seem like a towering mountain.

"chichichi"

The middle-aged man swung his long staff, and with the sound of the staff cutting through the air, the middle-aged man, who was originally some distance away from the man, appeared in front of him almost instantly, and the staff shone brightly.

Compared to the middle-aged man's speed, his staff-wielding speed was unimaginably faster. He swung the staff continuously, unleashing a series of attacks compressed from his soul power, like a rain of arrows that swept towards the man with the knife. In the blink of an eye, the man with the knife was surrounded by this overwhelming attack.

Ye Feng was also very surprised to see this attack. The man with the stick, who had been suppressed and had no power to fight back, actually had the ability to resist. In that instant, the man with the stick launched at least a thousand attacks, blocking the man with the knife from all directions. Ye Feng knew that even if he had made some progress in his movement skills, he might not be able to dodge this rain of arrows.

"Hmph, break!" Faced with the full-force attack from the man with the stick, the man with the knife dared not retaliate. The long knife in his hand gleamed with golden light, and his accumulated momentum surged even more.

With a single slash, the man wielding the sword also unleashed a massive sword aura, which formed a huge barrier in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!" Loud explosions rang out. The middle-aged man used the barrier formed by his sword energy to block a large number of attacks, but under the continuous bombardment, he could not hold on any longer and the barrier was eventually broken.

The middle-aged man was shocked. He hadn't expected the man with the stick to be able to deliver such a powerful blow despite being injured. Caught off guard, he was struck directly by the remaining force.

He staggered back several steps before regaining his footing. Although he had been slightly injured by the attack, it was nothing serious. Moreover, the man with the stick had clearly used his full strength in that attack, but he still had some energy left. He was certain he would win this battle, the middle-aged man with the knife thought to himself.

The man with the stick changed his expression slightly when he saw that his attack had failed, but he didn't stop moving and quickly returned to the man with the knife.

The man with the stick looked fierce, and the power on the stick surged again, even stronger than before. At the same time, the man's face was contorted with rage, clearly indicating that this strike was a vicious attack.

"Die." The man with the stick swung it, aiming straight for the neck of the man with the knife.

The man with the knife had suffered a minor loss because he hadn't used his full strength in his previous attack. Now, he dared not be so careless and simply spat out a mouthful of blood onto the long knife in his hand.

After absorbing this mouthful of essence blood, the longsword appeared even more ghostly, and a turbid, bloody aura emanated from it.

"Take this strike, and blood will be shed."

"bang"

The long sword and the long staff collided with a deafening explosion. The rocks beneath their feet caved in several meters, and what was originally a small hill was flattened by their single strike.

Both men were sent flying backwards, but the man with the knife managed to regain his balance by using his agility in mid-air. However, after regaining his balance, the man with the knife was pale, clearly having expended a great deal of energy.

The man with the stick did not react at all and fell heavily to the ground. A cold, ghostly aura lingered on his body. At this moment, the man with the stick was bleeding from all seven orifices and had obviously died.

The man with the knife didn't even have time to catch his breath before he approached the man with the stick and took his storage ring. After obtaining the storage ring, a fleeting look of excitement crossed the man with the knife's face, clearly indicating that there was something inside that he valued.

Ye Feng simply watched the fight between the two men come to an end. In fact, Ye Feng sensed that the man with the stick was no weaker than the man with the knife. It seemed that he was injured earlier and unable to unleash his full strength, which is why he met his end at the hands of the man with the knife.

Ye Feng originally intended to escape, but after the two approached, Ye Feng felt a surge of soul power invading his body and locking him in place. If Ye Feng hadn't cultivated a certain level of soul power, he wouldn't have been able to sense the existence of this power.

Sensing the presence of this power, Ye Feng knew that there was no point in running away, so he simply gave up. Therefore, when the two fighters got closer to Ye Feng, he simply stood aside and watched. Ye Feng was still interested in watching the battle between the two spiritual warriors.

After disposing of the man with the stick's body, the middle-aged man with the knife looked up at Ye Feng. In fact, while disposing of the body, the man's soul power had been locked onto Ye Feng. If Ye Feng made any move to escape, he would not hesitate to attack.

Looking at Ye Feng, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but it was only fleeting and he quickly concealed it.

"Young man, you have guts, that's really impressive. I admire you." The middle-aged man said to Ye Feng with a bold expression. When he first saw Ye Feng, Ye Feng had a pair of wings on his body. These wings were so conspicuous that they naturally caught the middle-aged man's attention.

It should be noted that martial artists below the Spirit God realm can only fly by their own means, and their flight speed is very slow. However, once they reach the Spirit God realm, they can use weapons to fly, which will greatly increase their speed. Therefore, even if Ye Feng has wings, the middle-aged man is not afraid that Ye Feng will escape.

The wings behind Ye Feng were naturally regarded by the middle-aged man as a kind of magical artifact. Flying magical artifacts are very rare, especially wing-type flying magical artifacts like these. These kinds of magical artifacts require the wings of flying magical beasts of level six or above as raw materials to be refined, so the cost is very high.

However, with such high costs, the resulting flying artifacts could only be used by martial artists below the Spirit God Realm. Such an investment was simply not worth the cost, and most small sects could not afford it. Therefore, the middle-aged man assumed that Ye Feng was a core disciple from a large sect.

(End of this chapter)