Under normal circumstances, the head of the corpse gate can completely let the walking corpse take him out in vain, but now she is reluctant and dare not.

Because the night wind is still in the formation, the formation must be maintained. Once he leaves, the night wind will come out.

As long as the night wind does not die, this is an unsolvable situation.

"Damn it, why haven't you died yet?" The head of the corpse gate couldn't help but yell.

Time gradually passed, and the head of the corpse gate was constantly changing his hands, saying, "Hurry up, hurry up, die quickly!"

While constantly chanting, the formation method also increased the attack frequency due to the changes in his tactics.

But he didn't know at all that the night wind was very comfortable inside. The more he speeded up, the speed of night wind absorption would also increase. After all, the exercises didn't take so much effort to suck.

In a blink of an hour, the blood in this formation has disappeared by three tenths, and the level of the night wind has also been raised to level 196.

What is more remarkable is his physical strength, which has reached level 178.

If nothing happens, after this time of cultivation, not only will the cultivation base reach more than two hundred levels, but the physical strength will also reach the same level as the cultivation base.

For a long time, even though Ye Feng had practiced a little on the physical body, it had always been under a lot of cultivation.

The wafting blood mist continuously rushed into his body, and the speed of the blood mist was getting faster and faster because of the formation of the corpse gate leader.

After another hour, the blood in the formation has disappeared in half, and Ye Feng's cultivation base reached 203.

The physical strength also reached level 190.

Outside of the formation, the head of the corpse gate was already sweating profusely, and the cost of maintaining the formation was not small.

However, Ye Feng is still not dead, he can't stop.

The battle on the opposite side was already obvious now. While Bai Qi cut off Le Jin's left arm, he also shot Zhao Yun in the foot.

On the opposite side of the ten walking corpses, Le Jin’s injury was only one of his losses, but the loss of Bai Qi was all lost, because he himself was all.

The impact of combat power is already obvious, and Bai Qi is slightly at a disadvantage.

The sweat on the forehead of the head of the corpse door kept dripping.

I was tired before.

This time it was because of fear. He didn't understand what had happened. Why did the night wind stay in the formation for so long?

If Yefeng had the ability to break the formation, it should have broken the formation early, but he did not break the formation.

If you can't break the formation, people must be dead inside, but there is no. These walking corpses outside are the best proof that he is alive.

The head of the corpse door feels that his brain is a little unusable, and he is not to blame, this is what Ye Feng himself had never expected before.

Because 15% of the energy of this formation can maintain its appearance, the current weakening of the formation will not change its appearance. At least 80% of it must be consumed.

And to reach this level, that is, less than an hour, the night wind finally absorbed more than 80 of the energy of all blood in this formation.

The night wind's level also reached 210, and the physical level also reached 206.

At this time, the head of the corpse gate can clearly see the night wind sitting cross-legged inside, with a leisurely look, and the whole person looks refreshed and full of energy. This is really a cultivation!

How could it look like being attacked by the formation?

Seeing this, the head of the corpse gate couldn't help but vomit out a mouthful of old blood, how can he not understand what happened now?

Because he was clear, he was also panicked, and the disciple who chased the corpse door ran away in a panic.

However, the room leaked in the evening rain, and the heavy water washed up the single-plank bridge. The walking dead was hit hard. He cut off one of Zhang Yun's leg and also his hand by Lu Bu.

Suddenly, the situation suddenly changed. Bai Qi had completely lost his offensive ability and turned into a tenacious defense. Except for Zhang Yun, who had a broken leg, the walking corpse at other times launched a violent attack towards it. attack.

Up to now, the head of the corpse gate was unable to run even if he wanted to.

He was clearly aware of this, but the disciples below did not have this consciousness.

They only knew that they were afraid, and they ran away when they were afraid.

All ordinary disciples and deacons fled out like life.

Regarding this, the head of the corpse gate did not stop him, because he knew that it would be vain for them to escape, and it would not have much effect to stay.

"It's over, the head of the corpse gate can't help but look up to the sky, and knelt on the ground, "I regret it! Why should I provoke this guy?"

With a roar, the corpse gate bowed his head slumped, speechless for a long time.

And the walking corpse at this time was white, and the head was also cut off by the walking corpse about a knife, followed by Lu Bu's halberd, the body was torn apart and completely destroyed.

At the same time, the night wind floated out of the formation. He had already exhausted the energy in it, and his cultivation level had reached 215 simultaneously with his physical level.

After he came out, he first looked at the ruined walking corpse Bai Qi, and shook his head a little regretfully before looking at the head of the corpse gate.

When Ye Feng looked over, the head of the corpse door also stood up, looking at Ye Feng's side.

His walking corpse has been completely ruined in vain, and besides himself and Zhang Xi, who has broken his leg, there are ten other people who can fight normally on Yefeng’s side, but only himself A person.

There is no possibility of resistance, but the head of the corpse gate does not want to die, of course, no one wants to die.

Since I can't beat it completely, I can only think of another idea.

Ye Feng just looked at him quietly, wanting to see what he could do.

While thinking about it, the head of the corpse door thought of a way to negotiate terms.

Use the resources he has, and use the resources that are enough to impress Yefeng to negotiate terms.

"The emperor." At this moment, he also changed his name, and cried out respectfully.

"Yeah." Ye Feng responded softly, without saying anything.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't want to talk nonsense, the head of the corpse gate went straight to the subject.

"Cao Min wants to use a treasure to exchange my life."

"Haha." Ye Feng smiled faintly, like a fool, and said simply and directly: "No."

The face of the corpse door palm was a little ugly, and immediately thought to himself, maybe Ye Feng thought he had nothing good, so he added: "The treasure I have, your majesty will definitely like it."

"It doesn't make sense, kill you, your things are still mine."

The head of the chasing corpse gate couldn't help but was taken aback. It turned out that the night wind meant this.

"Although the Caomin can't beat the emperor, he still has the ability to destroy some treasures, right?"

"Oh, so what?" Ye Feng seemed indifferent, so I really don't believe that there is any treasure in the head of the corpse door. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed!

"Your Majesty is not interested in immortality?" The head of the corpse gate took out something with interest. It was the body of a wine glass, to be precise, it was the body of a wine glass during the Qin and Han Dynasties.

Seeing this in Ye Feng's eyes, it immediately condensed? That's right, the body of this wine glass, nothing else, is really the noble body of one of the five nobles of Heavenly Sword.

Up to now, Ye Feng had mastered the four of the five nobles of the Heavenly Sword, the feet, tail, mouth, and mouth, which was just behind his current body.

Suddenly, Ye Feng became a little curious, "Why is this thing here with you?"

Seeing Ye Feng, the head of the chasm gate clearly knew that Ye Feng understood this thing.

"When contacting other sects, I killed a secular martial arts sect and got it. I didn’t expect this thing to be so valuable. I got a message from it. He turned out to be one of the five sects of Heavenly Sword. Can open the treasure of the Heavenly Sword."

"Very well, this little thing can replace your life." Ye Feng said very simply.

"Your Majesty agreed?" The head of the corpse gate was unbelievable, but hesitated.

"Why not? Your life is not worth much in my eyes. You can let me go, but you must ensure that you will not refine walking corpses in the future, and you can cultivate your peace of mind!"

"I promise." The head of the gate of the dead body said.

"Bring the things over, I have to go." Ye Feng still said plainly.

"How does your Majesty guarantee that you won't go back after getting things?"

"Hmph, I am the ninth-five-sage, with a golden mouth, and I can't commit it because this little thing like you ruins your reputation, as long as you hand in your things, my promise will take effect immediately." Ye Feng became a little impatient.