Genius Sword Immortal

To the current Ye Feng, whatever National Security Agency and the others thought of him had nothing to do with him anymore.

would not waste time thinking about what kind of reaction he would have after meeting Li Xuan in the Taiji Temple.

Two days later, in a small desert town near Dunhuang City in the Northwest Desert City, a long-distance SUV parked in front of a self-service bank. A young man wearing a black shirt got off the SUV.

"Old master, I'll go to the front to get some money."

The black-shirted young man was, of course, Ye Feng. As he did not know how to drive, he found someone to drive him to the desert near the East Sea, and promised him two thousand yuan as compensation.

Ye Feng really didn't have much cash on him, he could only give 10 red notes to Yue Yang. Now that he was at his destination, he could just find an ATM and withdraw some money from it.

"Go on, young man."

The driver was a veteran who was now in his fifties. He was a kind person and was familiar with many places from when he was young.

Along the way, Ye Feng even asked him about the local customs and traditions of the Hua Country, and the two of them got along quite well.

The old veteran driver also knew that Ye Feng came to Dunhuang to do something. He didn't ask for details, and he knew that walking outside was taboo to ask too many questions.

What Ye Feng came to Dunhuang for had nothing to do with him, so why would he ask?

The temperature of the desert was already cold. After Ye Feng got off the car, he saw that all the people walking along the streets of the town were all wearing thick clothes. Ye Feng was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, which made him look a little strange.

Of course, Ye Feng did not care about the weather. Even when he was in the waters of the East China Sea, which were at least -30 degrees Celsius, he didn't have much of a feeling.

On the way to Dunhuang, which was more than three thousand kilometers, Ye Feng encountered many investigations, but he had to use various methods to avoid them.

"It seems that the Taiji Temple is very powerful in reality as well …"

Ye Feng thought and quickly took out ten thousand yuan from the ATM. He gave one thousand yuan to the driver and threw the rest into his storage ring for emergency use.

The few bank cards that Lin Shiqing had checked all had ten million on them, and he threw all of them at Ou B. Right now, the company that Ye Feng founded actually did not have much money left, only one or two million would be used as capital for Europa.

The remaining hundred million or so had all been used by Ye Feng savagely to purchase a large pile of medicinal herbs and refine them into medicinal pellets. There were around 20 pills that could help him recover his Zhen Qi and heal his wounds. With a rough estimation, the desert trip should be more than enough.

This made Ye Feng sigh with emotion, this money was really not enough no matter where he went. A hundred million was a huge sum of money to ordinary people, but to him, it was all spent on this trip to the desert.

Looks like he had to think of a way to earn big money in the future...

After purchasing all sorts of herbs, the name "Knifeblade Pharmacy" finally came into the limelight. Even though it was only a few hundred million, in the modern world, it was nothing. Compared to those huge monsters that had hundreds of billions of dollars, Ye Feng was still far too inexperienced.

However, the Knifeblade Pharmacy had purchased a lot of precious herbs in one go, so it had attracted the attention of some people from the related industries …

Ye Feng shook his head, he did not think too much about it. Now that he was in the desert, he should first find Su Feiying and the teleportation circle. During the course of their mission, they had to be careful of the people from the Taiji Temple. According to Chen Hui, the Taiji Temple had sent a lot of people here, including the four elders.

It could be said that the desert now possessed nearly half of the Taiji Temple's strength!

If this power was placed in the current martial arts world, it was enough to sweep away any other sect.

Ye Feng walked out of the self-service bank, but when he raised his head, he saw that there was something going on in front of him. The dark green long-distance SUV that brought him here was surrounded by a few delinquent looking men, quite a few of them holding iron rods, bricks in hand, looking like they wanted to rob him.

Ye Feng squinted his eyes. Did these local thugs want to rob the car because they saw that it was a foreign license plate? Unfortunately, there was nothing valuable on the car, and the veteran driver himself also didn't have much money. The only valuable thing was probably the SUV itself.

"Get off!"

A man wearing a leather jacket with a bald head and a pigtail held a cigarette in his mouth and smashed the hood of the SUV with his iron rod, causing a "ding" sound to ring out, startling all the passersby.

A short-sleeved man with a colorful tiger tattoo on his arm pulled open the SUV door. As the old veteran driver was still waiting for Ye Feng to come back, the door was not locked and was immediately opened.

Facing a group of bandits like hooligans, the bearded veteran driver did not panic. Instead, he tidied up his old sun hat and stepped on the accelerator.

"I still have three thousand yuan. Take it."

The veteran driver fished out a stack of bills and looked at the man in the leather jacket through the window with an aged look.

If the other party took the money and left, the old veteran driver would not want to cause any more problems. He had experienced too many things when he was young and had long passed the age of hot-bloodedness and impulsiveness.

Even though he had been robbed of three thousand yuan and lost out on a trip to Dunhuang, money was not what he valued the most. He was willing to drive Ye Feng to Dunhuang not because he wanted money, but because he felt that Ye Feng, this young man, was a good person.

Unfortunately, he thought this way, but those hooligans didn't think the same way.

If this fellow took out three thousand, didn't that mean that he had even more money on him? These hooligans would never be satisfied like this!

"Old fellow, you want to send us brothers off with three thousand yuan?" Hurry up and get out of here, otherwise I won't shit on you.

The short-haired man with the colorful tiger tattoo on his arm spat out. He reached into the car with one hand, wanting to pull out the veteran driver behind the driver's seat. At the same time, he also wanted to push open the door.

But at this moment, a powerful force suddenly came from behind him, pulling out half of his body that was inside the car. Then, he heavily threw him onto the dry sand outside the car.

"Robbing in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of the police?"

Ye Feng's indifferent voice came over as she stomped her foot on the colorful tiger's arm. With a "Kacha" sound, all the bones in the tiger shattered!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

That fellow had his hand broken as he let out a blood-curdling screech. Only at this moment did the surrounding delinquents react, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

There was still someone in this town who dared to fight against their group?

Even though the kid in black shirt had pulled the tiger out of the ground with a single kick and had broken the bones in his hands, he looked a little strong, but he couldn't handle a lot of people by himself no matter how hard he tried.