Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 366 Qin Liehu

At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared in front of Ye Feng.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

Ye Feng held a long knife in his hand and looked at the person who came with an expressionless face.

"It's okay to tell you! Xiahou Lintian from the Xiahou family!"

The middle-aged man took small steps forward and spoke calmly.

"Xiahou family? I don't know them! What are you doing here?"

Ye Feng asked.

"I'm here to kill you!"

"Kill me? I have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill me?"

"Remember what happened at the Tuwu Vanguard Camp a few days ago? You injured my nephew, Xiahou Dong!"

"Oh? That boy is Xiahou Dong?"

"Right! Are you scared now? My Xiahou family is one of the three major families in Tuwu. The family..."

Before Xiahou Lintian could finish his words, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could react, the black figure bit his neck.

"ah...!"

Xiahou Lintian screamed immediately.

"What is that... so fast..."

Xiahou Lintian fell to the ground with a thud, died, and blood gushed out from his neck.

He didn't know how he died until his death. He was a martial artist at the Grandmaster level, and he died like that. It was so cowardly.

"You talk a lot!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly and walked over.

"Wang Wang!"

Wangcai said that this person had no cultivation and was not tasty, so he went to eat the black bear.

The blood flowing from Xiahou Lintian's body turned into blood mist and flew into Ye Feng's small gourd.

"With this little strength, you dare to seek death. You really overestimate your own abilities! Wangcai, we will dig a hole and bury him later."

Ye Feng killed many wild animals and finally fed Wangcai. Then he collected some herbs and took them back to make a medicinal soup.

Ye Feng drank the bowl of medicine soup in one gulp, then sat cross-legged in the tent and began to breathe.

After these days of recuperation, his meridians have begun to recover slowly. Although the spiritual energy cannot yet enter the dantian, it can already flow through some of the meridians, making his physical strength much stronger.

In the Tuwu vanguard camp, Xiahou Dong waited anxiously for Xiahou Lintian for a whole night, but he still didn't come back, and he became a little anxious.

In desperation, he arranged for people to search everywhere, but still no trace was found.

He guessed that Xiahou Lintian might have killed the boy and returned to his family, so he wrote a letter to his family, but the family replied that Xiahou Lintian had never returned.

After hearing the news, Xiahou Dong couldn't sit still.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? Uncle is a martial artist at the early stage of the Grandmaster Realm. Why hasn't he come back yet? No... No... Absolutely not. Uncle will never die!

Wait, wait!

Even though that guy is very powerful, it is impossible for him to kill a master in the early stage of the Grandmaster Realm."

Xiahou Dong stood up slowly, feeling a little uneasy.

After several days, there was still no news of Xiahou Lintian. Xiahou Dong was panicked. Now there was only one possibility, that is, his uncle was dead. Who had the ability to kill his uncle?

"Could it be...Could it be that the boy is a strong man in the middle stage of the Grandmaster Realm, and uncle is not his opponent?"

Xiahou Dong sat down on the bed, trembling with fear.

"It was me who harmed my uncle. It was me who harmed my uncle. If it weren't for me, my uncle wouldn't have died. There is no other way. Now I can only let the family elders take action.

This kid must die, I must avenge my uncle!"

Xiahou Dong no longer hesitated and hurriedly wrote a letter and sent it to the family, saying that Xiahou Lintian had died at the hands of a mid-stage Grandmaster of the Tang army.

After the Xiahou family received the news, the elders quickly held a meeting and sent the third elder Xiahou Wu to the vanguard camp to assist Xiahou Dong.

This Xiahou Wu has the strength of a late Grandmaster.

The main tent of the Tuwu Vanguard Camp.

"Xiahou Dong, meet the elder!"

Xiahou Dong bowed respectfully to an old man wearing a black bear skin coat.

"Xiahou Dong! Are you sure your uncle died at the hands of this kid?"

Xiahou Wu asked in disbelief, holding Ye Feng's portrait in his hand.

How could this man be so powerful when he is so young? It's incredible.

"Third Grandfather! It is indeed this person. My uncle went to find him to avenge me, but he has not returned yet!"

Xiahou Dong affirmed.

"Okay, in that case, I will go to the Tang Army's Liehu Camp myself!"

After Xiahou Wu finished speaking, he walked out of the tent, lightly tapped his feet, and his body flew into the air, running away into the distance.

Ye Feng was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the tent, and Wangcai was also sleeping soundly. Wangcai had eaten very well in the past few days, and his health had recovered a lot. His magic power was also slowly recovering.

However, the spiritual energy here is too thin, and recovery is still a bit slow.

At this moment, the sounds of fighting, tiger roars and screams were heard from outside.

"Hand this over! Otherwise, I will destroy your Tang Dynasty's Fierce Tiger Camp today!"

Xiahou Wu smashed a tiger's head with one punch, then walked into the tent and shouted loudly.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into our Liehu Camp?"

Zhang Daliang and many of his men blocked Xiahou Wu's way.

"I said, hand over this man and I will spare your life!"

After Xiahou Wu finished speaking, he exuded the aura of a powerful Grandmaster.

"What a strong momentum! Go and invite Commander Qin!"

Zhang Daliang knew that he was no match for this man, but he didn't want to hand over Ye Feng, so he spoke to the person behind him.

"As ordered!"

A soldier agreed and ran towards the commander's tent.

A moment later, a wise and brave young man walked out of the tent. This young man was Qin Liehu, the commander of the Liehu Camp.

"A powerful person in the late Grandmaster realm!"

Qin Liehu was at the middle stage of Grandmaster Realm, and when he saw the aura emanating from Xiahou Wu, he was immediately shocked.

But he was not afraid. As a commander, he knew that even if he died, he would not be intimidated by the enemy's momentum.

"May I ask who you are? What are you doing in my Liehu Camp?"

Qin Liehu asked bluntly.

"I am Xiahou Wu! Third elder of the Xiahou family, this kid killed someone from my Xiahou family. Hand him over immediately, or I will kill you all!"

"So you are the elder of the Xiahou family! I am Qin Liehu!"

After these words were spoken, Xiahou Wu's expression suddenly turned ugly.

"Are you from the Qin family of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Not bad!"

Qin Liehu agreed.

"Since you are a member of the Qin family, I won't bother with you, but you must hand this person over!

Otherwise, even if you are a member of the Qin family, I will massacre your Liehu Camp with blood!"

Although Xiahou Wu was somewhat wary of the Qin family, the two families belonged to different dynasties and had no daily interactions, so he did not take Qin Liehu seriously.

Qin Liehu took the portrait and looked at it, and Zhang Daliang hurried forward to explain.

Qin Liehu nodded slightly when he heard this.

"This man is a soldier of our Great Tang Army. We can't possibly hand him over! Besides, casualties are normal when two armies fight.

Why do you have to worry about it!"

Qin Liehu put away the portrait and said expressionlessly.

"Hmph, those who killed my Xiahou family must die! If you don't hand it over, I will not be polite!"