Fantasy I am the enemy of the world

Early the next morning, Yang Feng walked out of the medicinal bath, enjoying the first ray of sunshine from the east and showing a rare smile.

It had been a long time since he had felt relaxed. A night of medicated bathing had left him exhausted, and his depleted body became full again. Little did he know that this medicated bath was almost as much as an average person's lifetime income.

Already.

"Brother, it was so noisy outside last night. Do you know what happened?"

Since Yang Feng came back, Xiao Yuling's heart has never been relieved. After all, Yang Feng hasn't calmed down much since he came back.

"You must be too tired from playing yesterday, and you couldn't sleep without thinking about the market outside."

Yang Yuling pouted and nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Yang Feng cautiously and said, "Brother, are we still going out today? I heard that the flowers are in full bloom outside the city at this time, and the scenery is so beautiful."

"Yu Ling, stop messing around!"

Before Yang Feng had time to answer, Yang Ao walked out from the backyard, looked at Yang Yuling with a straight face and continued: "Feng'er has just finished participating in the clan war, and his body has not yet made up for the loss. Let Feng'er take a good rest first."

As the little princess of the family, no one wants her to worry about the family. Yang Feng's lack of recovery is the best excuse.

"All right."

Yang Yuling pouted, her expression looking a little disappointed.

"Dad, there is nothing wrong with my body. My cultivation has reached its bottleneck. Even staying at home is just a waste of time. It would be good to go out with Yu Ling to relax."

Seeing Yang Yuling's disappointed look, Yang Feng still agreed.

Although the Destruction Sword Fetus has not yet been conceived, after what happened last night, Yang Xiao would not dare to do it in broad daylight even if he wanted to attack him. As long as two or more Yundan realms did not attack him, he would be sure to take Xiao Yuling with him.

retreat.

"Oh, you have spoiled Yuling rotten sooner or later."

Yang Feng agreed, and Yang Ao could only sigh helplessly.

At three o'clock in the morning, Yang Feng and Xiao Yuling hurried out of Qingtie Mansion in a carriage. It was summer, and the flowers outside Qingtie Mansion were in full bloom. Pieces of red flowers and green leaves connected to form a sea of ​​flowers as far as the eye could see. But Yang

Feng was thinking about other things and seemed a little absent-minded about such beautiful scenery.

"Brother, look, those flowers are so beautiful!"

Yang Yuling looked at the sea of ​​flowers outside the carriage, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She had never left the Dalian Yang family's mansion since she was a child. Naturally, she would never see such a beautiful scenery.

"It's a pity that such beautiful scenery will soon turn into scorched earth."

According to the memory of the previous life, when the beast tide attacks, Qingtie Mansion will be reduced to ruins, let alone these seas of flowers in the suburbs.

The scenery outside the window was picturesque, but Yang Feng frowned. The beautiful landscape was a different scene in Yang Feng's eyes.

Wisps of dilapidated gray fog grew up and spread across the sky and the earth. The scorching sun was covered by these gray fogs, as if the scene of the end of the world made people feel fear.

"It seems that the history of beast invasions has not changed."

This kind of vision before the Great Destruction can only be seen by those who have merged into the Heavenly Transformation Realm of Heaven and Earth, or who have understood the true meaning to a certain extent and clearly understand the true meaning of Heaven and Earth.

Although Yang Feng has not yet given birth to a soul, and has only just begun to understand the two true meanings, he has seen this scene countless times when he understood the sword of destruction. The scene of great destruction is like the scenery in front of his door.

There is no secret at all.

"help me!"

As the carriage was driving on the official road, a weak cry for help suddenly sounded in my ears, and then I heard Yang Yuling's scream: "Brother! Someone is injured over there!"

Among the flowers not far away, a man with broken armor and bloody flesh all over his body, and whose face could not even be seen clearly, struggled to climb onto the official road. However, the injuries on his body were too serious. He stretched out his hand and struggled a few times before all the energy in his body was squeezed out.

strength.

Yang Feng patted Xiao Yuling's head and said softly: "I'm going to see what's going on. Just stay on the carriage and don't run around."

The situation at hand was unclear. Who knew if Yang Ao was up to something secretly? Along the way, Yang Feng extended his sword intent to ensure the safety of the surroundings. It was certain that there was no danger around the carriage. It was safest for Xiao Yuling to stay on the carriage.

"elder brother!"

Seeing that the little girl was still trying to act coquettishly, Yang Feng opened the car curtain and ran out.

Among the flowers, Yang Feng stood next to the person asking for help. Sword energy permeated his whole body, and his right hand rested on the sword at his waist. As long as there was something wrong, he would not mind sending the person in front of him away.

"Caiyun Mountain, something happened in Caiyun Mountain! Go to the City Lord's Mansion for help!"

The man stammered a few words and then passed out. Suddenly, a huge beast roar came from the mountain forest behind him, and the ground began to shake. Yang Feng's eyes shrank, and the energy around him gathered, as if a peerless sword was coming out.

Aperture, the mighty sword energy formed a closed realm.

On the carriage, Yang Yuling also noticed the vibrations on the ground. When he wanted to run off the carriage, a sword energy suddenly sealed the door, and Yang Feng's voice sounded in his ears: "Be obedient, don't get off the carriage."

"Roar!"

A beast roar resounded through the sky, the high forest collapsed, the ground cracked, and a huge ferocious beast dozens of meters tall, with three heads and six claws, roared out of the forest.

"Forest-level ferocious beast?"

Mortal beasts are divided into four levels: mountain, forest, water, and fire. Mountain-level beasts correspond to the realm of the body, forest-level beasts correspond to the realm of Yundan, water-level beasts correspond to the realm of heavenly changes, and fire-level beasts correspond to the realm of virtual reality.

The ferocious beasts that transcend the realm of Tongxu have already possessed extraordinary spiritual intelligence and are called spirit beasts. According to Yang Feng's memory, there are only a handful of ordinary spirit beasts, while those in the mountain and sea realm are divided by other realms.

Ferocious beasts have always been a serious concern for mankind. They are huge in number and are almost invincible at the same level with their terrifying beast bodies. The appearance of level two water and fire beasts is even more catastrophic. They not only have terrifying beast bodies, but also

He has terrifyingly powerful beast skills, and any one of them can destroy millions of creatures.

If it weren't for the endless emergence of strong human beings, coupled with the research on various formations and magic weapons, the ferocious beasts would have crushed the human race long ago.

"Die Lang!"

Xuanjie Yuanshu, as the name suggests, superimposes the power of sword energy, like a wave, superimposing each other. It is similar to the Qixuan Sword, but it is not that complicated. It does not require fixed sword moves, and simple slashing is also possible.

Can superimpose power.

With a flash of sword light, Yang Feng's figure had already rushed in front of the ferocious beast. The swords were stacked like waves, and Yang Feng had already swung the sword several times in just one breath.

The sharp sword blade only made a clanking sound when it struck the vicious beast. Although Yang Feng did not have any sword intent in his attack, with his swordsmanship, even a Yundan realm monk would not dare to take a direct blow. However, in front of him,

The ferocious beast was unscathed, which shows how terrifying the ferocious beast is.

"Roar!"

The ferocious beasts roared, one of them raised up, and a ball of flames spurted out from its mouth, and the scorching heat instantly ignited the surrounding trees.

Yang Feng's body turned upside down, flipped past the flames a few times, kicked on the ground with one foot, and rushed in front of the ferocious beast again.

This time, the sword light swung by Yang Feng showed a touch of khaki brilliance, and it was still the Xuanjie Yuanjutsu, Overlapping Waves.

"Crack!"

The indestructible armor on the beast's back began to crack. The earth-yellow sword light penetrated into the beast's body along the cracks. With a howl, the beast fell to the ground, shaking up layers of dust.

After a few breaths, the ferocious beast made no sound.

The long sword in Yang Feng's hand was full of cracks and instantly turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

Yang Feng's last overlapping wave was mixed with the sword of time. After the earth-yellow sword light penetrated deep into the beast's body, it began to accelerate the erosion of time, causing the beast to begin to disintegrate from the inside. It seemed that the beast had no injuries, but in fact

The inner part has been weathered by the power of time.

"It seems that we need to find a suitable sword as soon as possible."

How can ordinary weapons carry the power of true meaning? It is impossible for Yang Feng to carry more than ten or twenty long swords every time he goes out. Before there is a space magic weapon, more than ten or twenty long swords are a burden.

"Brother, you are so strong!"

Yang Yuling's eyes were shining as she sat on the carriage. Although she didn't know how the ferocious beasts were divided, the ferocious beast fell to the ground within a few minutes of Yang Feng's attack. Her brother was definitely a real strong man.

Hearing Yang Yuling's call, Yang Feng smiled, squatted down and looked at the half-dead passerby, and after thinking for a moment, he picked him up and threw him into the carriage.

"Ling'er, let's go back today. I need to discuss something with my father."

Frightened by the sudden appearance of the ferocious beast, Yang Yuling no longer wanted to play, and the two of them hurried back to Qingtie Mansion with the half-dead passers-by.

In the courtyard, Yang Ao looked at the half-dead passers-by in front of him with a serious expression.

Although this passerby is just an ordinary herb collector, the documents he carries belong to Jubaofang. As long as someone is linked to Jubaofang, even if he is just a herb collector, he should be taken seriously.

"Feng'er, are you sure it's a forest-level ferocious beast?"

Although there are ferocious beasts in Caiyun Mountain, they are not in large numbers, so there are herb collectors who go to the mountain to collect herbs. If there are forest-level ferocious beasts rushing out of Caiyun Mountain, the consequences will be serious.

According to records, forest-level ferocious beasts rarely leave their territory. Unless someone angers them to an extreme extent, the herb collector in front of them certainly won't have that ability. Then there is only one reason left, the beast tide!

Thinking of the tide of beasts, Yang Ao's arrogant eyes were filled with fear at this moment.

Beast tide, that is a real catastrophe!

Yang Feng sat aside without saying a word, his eyes full of solemnity. The appearance of forest-level ferocious beasts made him realize that something was wrong. The beast tide was ahead of schedule!

Originally, according to his memory, it would take at least a week for the beast tide to appear, and he would have enough time to prepare to minimize the casualties of the Yang family, but now it seems that it can take as long as five days, and as short as three days.

A tide of beasts will appear, and the entire Qingtie Mansion will be reduced to ruins.

"Master, the people from the City Lord's Mansion and Jubaofang are here."

Yang Ao nodded: "Bring them here, remember to take care of those eyes at home."

The old slave nodded and left the courtyard.

Yang Feng was a little surprised that the person who came to Jubaofang was Murong Fu. As for the person who came to the City Lord's Mansion, it was naturally the chief clerk.

"I have met the head of the Yang Ao family."

Murong Fu and the chief secretary were both more polite to Yang Ao. After all, although the clan war was not over yet, based on Yang Feng's talent and combat power, the victory of this clan war was basically clear.

"You two are welcome, I invited you here today to discuss important matters. There may be a catastrophe in Qingtie Mansion!"