"This kind of mission is more interesting. Otherwise, if it's always resolved in one go, then what's the fun in it? A Xuan-level expert, huh? Sorry, I'm no longer a martial artist at that level!"
If he hadn't been careless and hadn't fired the shot himself, that target would have been either dead or crippled!
Yang Feng was lucky this time; he managed to escape!
"Boss, you're still laughing? I thought this mission was over in a flash, and then I could go back and collect the 500 million bounty. I never expected this..."
The gunman, Long Fu, who had just fired the shot, had black lines all over his forehead.
"That person's strength is about the same as yours, so it's normal that he was able to dodge it. He might even be a little stronger than you."
Ye Aotian drove his car into the underground parking lot of a five-star hotel and replied casually.
"Stronger than me? How is that possible! I am a mid-stage Xuan-rank expert. In China, apart from the secluded sects, it is impossible for someone like me to be in the secular world."
A look of unquestionable certainty flashed in Long Fu's eyes...
Meanwhile, Yang Feng sat at home, his brows furrowed, thinking about the gunman he had just encountered on the street.
He wasn't afraid of the gunman, but rather of the powerful energy source beside him, which seemed to be far superior to his own.
Sure enough, I had a feeling that a crisis was coming, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly!
It caught him off guard.
"Brother, why did you suddenly pick me up on the street? You scared me!"
Yang Lianqing, wrapped in a pink bath towel, slowly walked out of the bathroom and suddenly asked a question.
"Nothing much, I just saw that it looked like it was going to rain soon and I wanted to run back quickly."
Yang Feng replied casually; naturally, he wouldn't tell her the truth.
"Oh, I see. Then you didn't need to suddenly pick me up in the street, that's so embarrassing~"
Yang Lianqing blushed slightly and scolded him playfully.
"Okay, you go back to your room and change your clothes. I'll go to the kitchen to cook noodles."
Yang Feng stood up, said something to his sister who was wrapped in a bath towel, and then walked into the kitchen.
Not long after.
Yang Feng carried two bowls of fragrant noodles to the desk and started eating dinner with his sister.
Back in his room, Yang Feng couldn't wait to sit on the bed and begin cultivating, circulating his internal energy.
The next day, golden sunlight streamed in through the window.
Yang Feng slowly opened his eyes, shook his head bitterly, and thought, "It's still not enough. The spiritual energy here is really scarce!"
Suddenly, an idea flashed into my mind.
Oh, and the system!
He can no longer be stingy with the scrolls; he must have the ability to save his life, otherwise he'll be dead before Han Shilan even returns...
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Chapter 234 Cemetery
Immediately afterward, Yang Feng opened the system lottery interface and started the lottery mode.
"Ding! Start the lottery! 10 scrolls spent, remaining scrolls: 509."
As soon as he finished speaking, a virtual roulette wheel appeared in Yang Feng's eyes, and the golden pointer began to slowly rotate.
Ultimately, the decision was made based on skill type.
"It's a skill type, thank goodness..." Yang Feng murmured, almost stopping at the special type again.
Otherwise, it might just be experience points again.
"Skill: Tathagata Palm (Incomplete Version) Note: This skill is incredibly powerful but consumes a huge amount of resources, so please use it with caution!"
"You can upgrade to the full version later by spending 1000 scrolls."
As he listened to the cold voice echoing in his mind, Yang Feng suddenly felt a series of memories deeply etched into his mind.
The application of techniques...
A palm strike descending from the sky...
Instantly, Yang Feng felt a golden Buddhist light emanating from his palm, with a particularly inexplicable power that seemed to be calling out.
I have a feeling that if we were to fight against the many elders of Tianhuan Sect again, we wouldn't need the electromagnetic cannon at all.
With just one palm strike, he could probably suppress them all.
It's just that this move came a little too late.
"Knock knock knock..."
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Yang Feng came to his senses, went to open the door, and found his younger sister standing gracefully in front of him, wearing a lovely white dress.
"Brother, it's almost ten o'clock, why are you still sleeping? I thought you had already gone out." Yang Lianqing pouted and complained.