“Motherf*cker, if this guy completely released his Qi, wouldn’t he be able to seriously injure me with his Qi alone?”

Jiang Feng threw away the newest Immortal Pill Record published by the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty in his hand and walked directly to the door of the study room.

Outside the door was a courtyard with flower beds and rockery on both sides.

Jiang Feng didn’t notice anyone at first glance, but soon, a young man wearing a long white robe and carrying a long sword appeared in the courtyard.

When he saw Jiang Feng, he was shocked. He quickly crossed his hands in a defensive posture and asked with trepidation, “You … you can’t be the Zhong Bin who came down from Wanjian Peak, right?”

“Exactly.” Zhong Bin replied indifferently.

“You … you’re here to kill me?”

“That’s right.”

Zhong Bin’s straightforwardness instantly shocked Jiang Feng. He took two steps back and said in a panic, “Young Hero, look at you, you’re so wise, so you’re cold and handsome. If you’re fine, don’t fight and kill, okay?” “At most, I’ll introduce a few girlfriends. I think you have such a strong killing intent. You must have done it ten times a day and killed countless descendants of yours with both of your hands.”

Zhong Bin frowned slightly. Although he didn’t understand what it meant to “roll ten times a day”, he could at least understand Jiang Feng saying that his killer had killed countless of his descendants.

Qiang!

Zhong Bin unsheathed his sword, and his momentum instantly rose several levels.

Zhong Bin said indifferently, “People who talk too much are always more likely to die.”

Sa …

Zhong Bin flipped his clothes and entered Jiang Feng’s study room in a flash.

According to Zhong Bin’s plan, the moment he entered the study room, a sword light would directly kill Jiang Feng.

After all, Jiang Feng was only a rookie in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Stage, let alone a ray of sword light. Zhong Bin was confident that he could kill Jiang Feng with a single strand of hair.

But what Zhong Bin didn’t expect was that Jiang Feng’s figure disappeared the moment he rushed into the study.

Then, Jiang Feng’s voice sounded in the room, “Old Ya, hurry! Hurry! Hurry!”

Zhong Bin looked around and realized that he was inside a huge golden disk.

At this moment, the golden disk instantly shrunk, and then pierced through a black hole in space before disappearing into the study.

By the time the golden disc appeared again, the world was already in Jiang Feng’s sea of consciousness.

Yami opened the latitude jumper and placed Jiang Feng and Zhong Bin on a patch of grass in Jiang Feng’s sea of consciousness.

In his own world, Jiang Feng instantly became confident.

Zhong Bin glanced at his surroundings and pointed his sword at Jiang Feng. “No matter where this place is, I’m sure that today will be the day of your death.”

“Yes, no! No! No! Young Silver, please don’t be anxious. If you want to fight, you can. But before fighting, we have to set the rules.

If I lose to you, I’ll let you handle it. On the other hand, if I win against you, you can let me handle it. How is it? ”

“Quack!”

How could Zhong Bin be in the mood to negotiate with Jiang Feng?

It’s just like how we usually kill mosquitoes. Could it be that we tell mosquitoes that if I kill you, then you’re dead? If I can’t beat you to death, shall I let you suck your blood?

Obviously, there was no point in doing so.

In Zhong Bin’s eyes, he was an authentic mid Mahayana Sword Cultivator. To kill Jiang Feng, a mid Nascent Soul rookie, was no harder than killing a mosquito.

Zhong Bin’s Spiritual Energy had always flowed into his sword essence. Just as he was about to launch an attack on Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng suddenly said, “Be careful, there’s a pit ahead!”

Zhong Bin sneered in his heart. I’m a middle Mahayana swordsman. I wonder if there are any craters in the path ahead?

Even if there was, could it be that I would still fall …

Bang!

Zhong Bin’s feet sunk into a pit in the grass at the same time, and his entire upper body crashed into the ground due to inertia.

A heart-wrenching pain spread throughout Zhong Bin’s body. Zhong Bin knew that his ankle had been broken.

“Aiya, Brother Zhong! Are you alright? I’ve already reminded you that there’s a hole. Look at you. Why are you so careless? Come on, come on, I’ll help you out.”

Jiang Feng walked over with a concerned expression, as if he really wanted to help Zhong Bin out of the pit.

That pit was really strange. It wasn’t big or small, and it coincidentally caused Zhong Bin’s legs to sink in.

Zhong Bin channeled his spiritual energy to the point where his ankle was broken. He raised his head and spat out a mouthful of mud grass. Seeing that Jiang Feng had come over, Zhong Bin’s killing intent hadn’t been extinguished. He controlled his sword to fly towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng didn’t seem to be on guard early in the morning. He immediately shouted out in panic when he saw the sword flying towards him.

“Mom, why is this sword flying over?”

Jiang Feng hurriedly jumped up and dodged the sword. Zhong Bin, who was still in the pit preparing to find a way out, saw Jiang Feng’s body spin in midair. Then …

Zhong Bin’s heart was filled with unease. Jiang Feng shouted in midair, “Mom, Brother Zhong, be careful.”

Bang!

Coincidentally, Jiang Feng’s butt was aimed at Zhong Bin’s head when he landed from the sky. Zhong Bin, who had just raised his head, was forcefully suppressed by Jiang Feng’s butt, and his entire face sank into the dirt.

“Motherf*cker, my butt suffered a great sin today.”

Jiang Feng, who was sitting on Zhong Bin’s head, twisted his buttocks. He seemed to be able to flip over Zhong Bin’s head with great difficulty. Then, he grabbed Zhong Bin’s long hair and pulled him out of the dirt.

The previously cold and handsome Zhong Bin’s face was now covered in dirt and weeds, and his nose was broken. His nose blood mixed with dirt caused his face to be covered in dirt.

Zhong Bin looked at Jiang Feng angrily, spitting out dirt and withered grass.

“Aiya, Brother Zhong, I’ve already advised you not to fight and kill. You just don’t listen. Come, come, I’ll pull you out.”

Jiang Feng scolded Zhong Bin earnestly as he tugged at Zhong Bin with all his might.

Zhong Bin originally wanted to control the longsword to attack Jiang Feng, but he had tried before and discovered that he was unable to get out of this pit with his own strength.

Therefore, Zhong Bin could only hold back and let Jiang Feng pull him.

Zhong Bin swore that he had never encountered such grievances in his entire life.

“Ah! I’ve finally pulled you out.”

Jiang Feng sighed. What if someone who didn’t know thought he was constipated and finally pulled him out?

Jiang Feng lay on the ground, panting. He patted Zhong Bin, who was lying on the side and secretly using spiritual energy to heal his ankle injury.

Jiang Feng said, “Brother Zhong, I am actually a peaceful person. My wish is world peace. Why don’t we stop fighting and killing? Let’s take advantage of the good weather today and find a place to sit down and drink two cups of wine and make friends.”

“If I don’t kill you, your Dao Heart will be hard to calm down!”

Feeling that his injuries had healed considerably, Zhong Bin suddenly shouted loudly. He stretched out his right hand and the distant sword immediately flew over and landed in his hand.

Zhong Bin’s body spun and flew up, and his exquisite sword pierced towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng suddenly roared, “Brother Zhong, be careful, a bird is flying over!”

“Hmph! I, Zhong Bin, am a middle Mahayana Sword Cultivator. I will be afraid …”

Zhong Bin hadn’t thought of this yet. Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Jiang Feng, he flew over. Zhong Bin’s entire body was knocked flying.

Zhong Bin, who was still in the air, only had one thought in his mind.

Sure enough … what a big bird.

Actually, Zhong Bin did not know that it was not a bird at all, but a Boeing 747.

This was Jiang Feng’s sea of consciousness world. He could appear whatever he wanted. He could do anything but create life in this world.

Zhong Bin, who was knocked flying away, suddenly felt the urge to cry. Didn’t I just want to kill a mid Nascent Soul cultivator? Why is it so difficult? Why am I so unlucky?

“Ah! Brother Zhong, be careful! What a big cesspool down there!”

Zhong Bin’s heart trembled when he heard the words “Brother Zhong, be careful”, let alone “What a big cesspool” …

What was it? Cesspool? ? ?

A foul stench entered Zhong Bin’s nostrils. Zhong Bin was shocked. If he really fell into it, he felt that he could already die.

Zhong Bin quickly gathered his Spiritual Energy, wanting to control his body to fly out.

However, for some reason, Zhong Bin discovered that he was unable to gather spiritual energy at all!

A chill grew in the depths of Zhong Bin’s heart. The only thing he could do right now was to shut his mouth and nose tightly.

Bang!

Zhong Bin’s entire body fell into that huge puddle of feces. Jiang Feng couldn’t help but shrug his nose when he saw this scene from afar, and his face revealed a painful expression as if he was going to retch.

However, Jiang Feng quickly reacted. He picked up a withered tree branch from the ground and anxiously shouted, “Brother Zhong, don’t worry, I’m here to save you!”

Jiang Feng sprinted over and happened to see Zhong Bin emerge from the dung puddle.

He handed the withered branch to Zhong Bin. “Brother Zhong, pull the branch. I’ll pull you up.”

Zhong Bin glanced at Jiang Feng. His eyes had already turned red, and he didn’t dare to open his mouth at this moment. He was afraid that the droppings would drip into his mouth.

Looking at the withered tree branch that Jiang Feng extended over, Zhong Bin was inexplicably moved.

He stretched out his hand to pull the withered tree branch, and Jiang Feng pulled him to the shore.

For some reason, the resistance of the dung pit was extremely great. Zhong Bin stepped on the edge of the pit and struggled to pull the withered tree branch upwards.

Seeing that he was about to come out of the pit …

Kacha!

The branch is broken …

The branch is broken …

It’s broken …

It’s …

Bang!

Zhong Bin fell into the dung pit again. This time, he was not prepared at all. Without paying attention to Zhong Bin, he felt that he had drunk a few mouthfuls of stinky and bitter liquid into his stomach.

Zhong Bin’s heart was completely cold. He wanted to die.

He really wanted to die …

This wasn’t a joke. Zhong Bin didn’t even have the thought of floating out of the pit. He wanted to drown himself in the pit.

But at this moment, a rope drilled into the dung pit. Zhong Bin’s body was wrapped around the rope and pulled out of the dung pit.

Jiang Feng carried Zhong Bin on his back and ran on the grass. Not long after, Zhong Bin heard the sound of the river.

Zhong Bin’s heart was deathly gray as he saw the clear and bottomless river water, and he immediately burst into tears.

Yes, a peerless genius that only happens once in a thousand years at Myriad Sword Peak.

Middle Mahayana Sword Cultivator Zhong Bin!

He cried, crying so sadly …