Fantasy: My exercises are automatically cultivated

"Do you remember what I just told you?"

"Don't worry, Brother Feng,"

"That's fine. I won't treat you badly after it's done."

Feng Wushuang waved his hand, indicating that they can catch up.

As one of the three great geniuses of the outer sect, Feng Wushuang would not have had any interest in people like Ye Chen.

But when he saw Ye Chen beat Wang Tao with one palm outside the cafeteria, he immediately changed his view of Ye Chen.

Forbearance that March does not show mountains and dews is definitely not an ordinary person.

How could such a person waste spirit stones to buy a meaningless and incomplete exercise?
Either he can complete the mysterious-level exercises, or there are hidden mysteries in the exercises.

No matter what the possibility is, Feng Wushuang can quickly improve his strength after getting it, and shine in the next outer door assessment, crushing the other two geniuses.

On the other side, Ye Chen suddenly stopped walking, "Smile, I suddenly remembered that the clothes in the room have not been washed yet, why don't you help me get them to the handyman's place now? We will be in the cafeteria later meet."

"Well, good." Sun Xiaoxiao nodded and trotted away.

After confirming that Sun Xiaoxiao had completely disappeared from sight, Ye Chen scratched his ears, and said impatiently: "I followed all the way, is there something wrong with you?"

"Don't hide, I noticed you when I was in Fangshi."

As soon as the words fell, two outer disciples came out of the dark with astonishment on their faces.

The two asked themselves that they hid it well along the way, without revealing any flaws, but they didn't expect to be seen through long ago.

"Is something wrong or sick?" Ye Chen asked coldly.

"Brother Feng asked you to meet at the back mountain, I hope you will not be ungrateful." The two disciples said in unison.

Ye Chen replied calmly, "Lead the way."

Not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves thinking.

The other party came to him, most likely because he mistakenly thought that he could complete this incomplete Xuan-level exercise.

The sphere of influence of Badaomen is very large, with 36 mountain peaks, covering dozens of miles in radius.

Many disciples have stayed for more than ten years, and they are very unfamiliar with certain places.

Ye Chen followed them around and around, and walked for about half an hour before arriving at the back mountain.

This mountain is lush and lush, and because it is inaccessible, there is no way to jump, and you have to walk over thorns and thorns.

"Where's Feng Wushuang?" Ye Chen asked impatiently.

"What's the rush, Senior Brother Feng will be there soon." The two disciples replied coldly.

After about half a stick of incense, Feng Wushuang finally appeared in everyone's sight.

This is not the first time he has done something like this.

In order not to leave any clues to make sure he was not being followed, he always appeared last.

"Ask me to meet in such a remote place, do you want to kill people and get more money?" Ye Chen joked, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

Although Feng Wushuang and the other two are called the three great geniuses of the outer sect, his realm is far behind the other two.

That's why Ye Chen dared to go to the meeting alone.

"If you cooperate obediently, I can consider saving your life."

"Otherwise, you will end up just like them."

Feng Wushuang stomped on the ground with one foot, and the leaves flew all over the sky, revealing a burrow.

Looking closely, there were more than a dozen corpses lying in the cave.

Some corpses have been turned into bones, while some flesh and blood have not decayed.

"Murdering in the same sect is a felony, aren't you afraid of being punished by the sect?" Ye Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was deep horror in the depths of his eyes.

"The weak are preyed upon by the strong and the strong are the most respected. Without them, how would I be where I am today?"

"Since I dare to kill, it means that the Zongmen can't find me."

Feng Wushuang's talent is not as good as Wang Tao's, but he can surpass Wang Tao's strength not because he is more diligent, but because he plunders other people's resources to strengthen himself.

He's done things like this a dozen times.

"I will only give you one chance to honestly hand over that mysterious-level exercise." Feng Wushuang threatened.

"Here you are." Ye Chen waved his hand and threw the exercises out.

Feng Wushuang was overjoyed, he never expected it to go so smoothly.

But when he checked, he found that it was still incomplete, so he said angrily: "Ye, how dare you play me?"

"What did I play with you? It was originally incomplete."

"How could you buy a worthless and incomplete exercise?"

"Why can't I buy it? What if I'm lucky enough to have a chance to make it up in the future?"

creak creak!

Hearing this, the veins on Feng Wushuang's face bulged, his fists creaked, and he didn't believe Ye Chen's words.

"Hmph, I have plenty of ways to make you tell the truth!" Feng Wushuang gave a look, and the other two disciples instantly understood.

There have been too many murders and robberies, and the three of them have already had a tacit understanding.

The three immediately gathered together and surrounded Ye Chen in a corner.

"Don't you think you can beat me?" Ye Chen secretly gathered strength.

"A mere Tier [-] warrior, killing you is like killing a chicken." Feng Wushuang stepped forward, and the Benlei Palm hit Ye Chen's abdomen.

The majestic spiritual power of the fifth level, coupled with the proficient level of the Thunder Palm, the power is really amazing.

If it was Ye Chen before, he really couldn't stop this palm.

But it's a pity that Ye Chen's skills can be cultivated automatically and can also be enlightened.

"Running Thunder Palm!" Ye Chen stepped down and struck out a palm suddenly.

boom!
The two palms met, and the sound of an explosion came instantly.

In the next second, Feng Wushuang's right arm was exploded by lightning, and blood and flesh flew all over the place.

hiss!
In an instant, the audience was as silent as death, and all three of them gasped.

With just one palm, Feng Wushuang's right arm was easily crushed.

Did he hide his strength when he was singled out with Wang Tao?

The pupils of the two outer disciples shrank suddenly, and they moved back timidly, already thinking of running away.

"Pfft!" Feng Wushuang was severely wounded and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at the bloody right arm, then at Ye Chen standing in front of him, and asked in shock: "I saw you fighting Wang Tao with my own eyes. At that time, you were only a fourth-level warrior, and you were only proficient in Thunder Palm realm."

"How could your strength improve so quickly in just one afternoon?"

Ye Chen smiled coldly, "You don't understand the world hanging on the wall."

After the words fell, Ye Chen hit his face with another palm, smashing his head.

It's all come to this point, kindness has no meaning.

So, Ye Chen looked at the two disciples again, and solved them neatly.

Ye Chen stepped forward and picked up their storage bags one by one, "After doing so many murders and stealing goods, they are indeed rich."

The three storage bags together contain more than 200 low-grade spirit stones and more than a dozen yellow-grade low-grade pills.

All these things are treasures for outer disciples.

It's no wonder that Feng Wushuang and the others dared to risk their heads by doing such inhuman acts.

"This is... a middle-grade Huang-level exercise?!" Ye Chen flipped through it, and took out a sheepskin booklet from inside, with the words 'armor-piercing skill' written on the cover.