The blocked meridians have been unblocked. Because of the damage of Dantian, although the yuan force that can be provided at the moment is only about congenital triple, it is enough to deal with such goods.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth tilted slightly and exhaled slowly.

Seeing that the iron bar split by the head was no more than two feet away from the top of his head, suddenly, Ye Feng breathed out and drank softly.

With his right hand up in one fell swoop, five slender fingers poked out and forcibly squeezed the black iron rod smashed down by the fierce wind in the palm of his hand.

"Huh?"

The rude man's heart jumped and a bad feeling rose sharply.

Almost at the same moment, a cold groan like thunder sounded directly in the heart of the strong man's mind.

"Hum, you're lucky. I'm Ye Feng. I'm a newcomer. I need to get familiar with the world as soon as possible, otherwise..." as the cold hum disappeared, the strong man only saw Ye Feng's other hand stretched out and patted him on his head very quickly.

"Ah!"

There was a scream of pain.

At the moment when the palm of his hand touched the other party's head, Ye Feng attached his spiritual power to Yuan Li and sent it to the other party's brain together.

The strong man only felt that his brain melon seeds were about to explode. He fell to the ground in pain and twisted for a while, and the yuan force in his body could not be mentioned at all.

At that moment, there was only one thought in his heart, "it's wrong!" then his neck tilted and his eyes turned white

When the strong man wakes up and the brain regains control of the body, he will be completely stupid as soon as he opens his eyes.

He fell to the ground. The young man with only three innate accomplishments sat in front of him.

At the moment, the young man had changed his ragged clothes. The clothes he was wearing and the storage ring he was playing with gave the strong man a very familiar feeling.

It seems... It's all your own.

After decades of looting, all his wealth is in this storage ring.

"Damn it!"

The strong man got up and was subconsciously going to grab back the storage ring in each other's hands, but he suddenly remembered the scene just now and immediately sat back powerless.

Ye Feng smiled and kicked him. In a faint voice, he said, "let go of the spirit and let me burn my mark. From now on, be my slave..."

"You're dreaming! You want the tiger to listen to you? No way?"

"Well, this place should be remote, so I'll search the soul directly..."

Ye Feng's voice fell into the strong man's ears and cooled into the bone marrow, which made him excited. From the point of view that he was used to robbery and murder, it was very clear that the young people in front of him didn't take it lightly, only Liao Liao said a few words, but when he started, he would never be kind and soft.

In an instant, the strong man's intestines were about to regret.

How could I meet such a cruel character? Congenital triple, hard to eat their own sticks, but nothing happened?

And listen to his meaning, understand soul searching and engrave the mark of God and soul. Obviously, the spiritual power is even stronger. Don't want it.

How can such a person appear in the wilderness in shabby clothes?

If I had known this man was so awesome, I should have run as far as I could. I should never provoke him.

Ah... Forget it, it's better to live than to die.

Although the strong man has not personally experienced the consequences of being searched for souls, it is said that he is lucky to become a fool. Generally, he makes a "bang" and his head explodes like a watermelon.

So, after a while, the robber tiger, who was famous within a hundred miles, squatted next to Ye Feng with a bitter face.

Smiling, he took back the remaining mental strength. Ye Feng's face was paler than before.

Although Dantian was seriously damaged, his mental strength was still strong, but it was still difficult for Ye Feng to engrave the soul mark. If the strong man was not frightened and cooperated well, he might not succeed.

Looking at the wronged look on the face of the dark strong man squatting in front of him, Ye Feng didn't have the visual sense of being a "bad man", but showed a bad smile, which was as relaxed as a relieved burden.

I'm not familiar with this place. I have to find a party to lead the way.

"Don't be so depressed. It's a blessing for you to follow me..." Ye Feng said.

His spiritual secret of controlling the strong man was born in the soul yuan blood hall, one of the branches of the demon sect. It is extremely exquisite. It can not only directly take away the other party's life, but also torture the spirit of the controlled person. It can be said that once the mark is engraved in the other party's spirit, it will never be possible to get rid of it unless the mental intensity can surpass the controlled person.

In the heart of the strong man, he scolded Ye Feng to the 18th generation, but he didn't dare to show resentment on his face.

"Now let's talk. What's your name?"

"Yelv Tiger..."

"Yelv tiger? Your name is too awkward. I'll change it for you. Later, you'll be called... Black tiger." Ye Feng frowned, looked at him coldly and said.

The whole son is from Africa. His name is Yelv tiger.

"Black... Black tiger? How does it sound like the one raised next door when I was a child..." the strong man touched his nose and felt embarrassed.

"Why? I don't want to?" Ye Feng glanced.

"Yes... Whatever you like..."

Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "black tiger, let me ask you, how can you do such activities as killing people and stealing goods?"

Black tiger looked at Ye Feng with a helpless face. "In Tianqi County, a small martial artist like me who has no door and sect, what else can he do without this? In addition, this business is profitable and lucky. Killing a fat sheep can directly reduce the struggle for decades..."

"Hei hei, to be honest, you only need me to collect hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to buy a sect place and become a sect disciple. At that time, who else in Tianqi County dares to offend Lord Hu... You are also popular with me..."

The more he talks, the higher his temper and the louder his voice.

Ye Feng looked at him with a smile on his face.

The silly man's personality was a little happy and soon got rid of his decadence. Or maybe he planted a mark in his soul, which made him completely accept his life.

"By the way, childe, you are so strong that you can't be... A disciple of the sect?" he said with high temper for a while. The black tiger suddenly seemed to think of something and looked at Ye Feng with a puzzled face.

Although the cultivation of my new master is weaker than myself, the means presented can be called strange. It doesn't take much effort to overthrow me, and I can completely control my spirit?

Such means and strength are unimaginable. It's only seen in his life. Is he the son of some sect in Tianqi county?

Fortunately, I can't fight myself.

It would be a lot of trouble if you were really a seedling of zongmen family who came out to experience and were killed as a fat sheep for no reason.

On reading this, the black tiger began to rejoice secretly, and his eyes to Ye Feng became extremely respectful

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