In such a short time, the other party could not hear Yang Feng's swearing.

Yang Feng looked at the other party and sneered, then turned around and left quickly.

It is naturally not a fool if the other party can become the saint son of the Holy Sect.

Although the other party has never experienced the classic swear words on Earth, he has reacted after so long.

He never thought that someone could say such a vicious word without any swearing.

"You're looking for death!"

After understanding Yang Feng's words, the other party was really angry by Yang Feng, and murderous aura suddenly spread.

"Why do you want to fight? I'll accompany you!"

The other party suddenly calmed down. He was not afraid, but he did not dare to take action here.

Even if he does it, he won't do it.

Seeing that the other party was afraid to take action, he immediately sneered disdainfully.

"Ji He, why didn't you say that just now?"

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Haha, the other party is a fool."

"Hahaha!"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, he burst into laughter.

The people around him also heard Yang Feng's words clearly and immediately burst into laughter.

The other party's face was ashen, and he had already regarded Yang Feng as a dead person in his heart.

Even if Yang Feng hides in the Divine Sect, as long as he dares to go to the Holy City to participate in the competition, he will have a way to kill Yang Feng.

Knowing that there was no way to do anything to Yang Feng here, he vomited blood and turned around and left.

Looking at the other party's back as he walked away, he sighed helplessly.

For him, even if Ji He is going to come back, he dare not accept it.

If he offended the other party like this, how could he dare to have any connection with Ji He?

"Jihe, I want to go back to the Shenmen, why don't you go to the Shenmen with me, and then..."

Yang Feng interrupted Qi Shisan and said, "I'll go to the Holy City, you go back first. In a month, if you have time, you can come to the Holy City to see my game. If you don't have time, I will go to the Shenmen to find you in the future."

Yang Feng knew what Qi Shisan meant, and what he said just now was so happy.

But some things were exposed. Even if Guo Hao pointed at the nose and scolded him, he might have to swallow his anger.

Now he not only cursed him back, but also almost scolded Guo Hao so hard that he vomited blood.

Ordinary people may think that Ji He has been trapped in the secret realm for so many years, and his personality has changed a little.

If you are interested, you will probably think more.

Think about it, if he was really Ji He and was insulted by Guo Hao pointing at the nose, even if he endured it, he would probably have problems with his heart.

But Yang Feng is not Ji He, and Ji He is a talented man, so he can't stand it.

What's more, since he escaped from the disaster with the help of his dead Ji He's identity, he should help Ji He exert some energy.

Qi Shisan asked him to go to the Shenmen because he didn't want anything unexpected to happen.

Qi Shisan hasn't been back for so long, and Yang Feng knows that there is still a lot of things to do after he goes back.

There is still one month left, and it is the time for the competition.

Taking advantage of this month, he might as well stay in the Holy City to rest.

"Okay, I'll get to the Holy City as soon as possible to gather with you."

Seeing that Yang Feng had made up his mind, Qi Shisan had to agree.

The Holy City is the largest city, and no one dares to do anything here, even if it is sneaky, it will not dare to do anything.

Yang Feng should not be in any danger in the Holy City, and Qi Shisan was relieved.

...

After breaking up with Qi Shisan, Yang Feng found that the cultivator with the flame beehive was no longer there. He must have left.

Yang Feng is not in a hurry. Not many people need the Golden Flame Hive because this thing has limitations on its use.

The spiritual herbs of the immortal cultivator were also ranked in the top ten. He would definitely go to the Holy City. He just needs to go to the Holy City to find this person.

The only thing I worry about is that I am afraid that the other party will exchange the golden flame hive for something else.

Yang Feng did not stay here for much. He sacrificed his flying magic weapon to rush to the holy city.

He rushed to the holy city alone to test whether Manshan would see something wrong. If Manshan really chased him, he would immediately inspire the Breaking Realm Talisman to leave here.

Facing a powerful man from the air tribulation, he was not qualified to resist at all.

What made Yang Feng breathe a sigh of relief was that not only did Manshan not chase after him, but even Guo Hao did not chase after him.

A few days later, Yang Feng arrived at the Holy City smoothly.

This is the first time Yang Feng has seen such a lively place. Even in the square, there is no lively Holy City.

Before entering the city gate, there are dense crowds of immortal cultivators outside the holy city.

The Holy City is like a hanging city, surrounded by floating clouds, and there is no trace of the protection array on the entire holy city.

Yang Feng knew that these floating clouds and hazy edges of the city were protected by the top formations.

There is no trace of it because his formation level is not qualified.

After landing dozens of miles outside the Holy City, Yang Feng put away his flying magic weapon.

There is no air ban outside the Holy City.

In a place where there is no air ban, Yang Feng did not see anyone flying.

He was a small mid-stage Holy City Realm. Naturally, he did not dare to act rashly. He honestly put away his flying magic weapon and walked into the holy city like the other immortal cultivators on the Baiyu Road.

The closer you get to the holy city, the more Yang Feng can feel the rich spiritual energy.

Yang Feng sighed in his heart that if he could live in such a holy city for a long time and practice, he would probably have achieved twice the result with half the effort.

He speculated that it should not be easy to live in such a holy city.

After a stick of incense, Yang Feng stood at the gate of the Holy City, and the big words floating above the gate were floating in the void, Holy City.

Yang Feng paid 100 top-grade fairy crystals for the city, which was the most expensive city-entry fee Yang Feng had ever seen.

Before Yang Feng came, he was worried that he would not be able to find a place to live. After all, he had experienced too many such things.

Whenever a big event is held, the inn is the most stressful.

After entering the Holy City for a while, Yang Feng knew that his worries were real.

At this time, not to mention the inns we stay in, even the restaurants are crowded.

The Holy City is extremely wide, and every street looks like a square that flows across, but no matter how wide the street is, you cannot sleep and meditate on it.

With Yang Feng's cultivation level, it would be fine even if he wandered around the street for a month.

The competition is coming soon, and he is going to participate in the competition, so he naturally has to find a place to rest, and it is impossible to wander around here for a month.

"Brother Ji He, why are you here? You are not..."

A very surprising voice sounded, and a female cultivator quickly appeared in front of Yang Feng.

However, the female cultivator's surprise was just the sound of that moment. After that, she seemed to feel a little abrupt and even lowered her head.

This slim woman was wearing a gray robe, with fair skin and thick eyebrows, but there was a hint of gloom between her eyebrows.

The whole person looks a little tired.

Her appearance can only be said to be quite pleasing to the eye, far less beautiful than Cen Xuan.

His cultivation is not high, and he is only in the early stage of Nirvana.

These are the second most important thing, Yang Feng does not know this female cultivator.

When Yang Feng thought of this scene, he was very likely to be seen by others, and he suddenly became anxious.

If someone sees Jihe and meets an acquaintance but doesn't know him, that's not a good thing.

Yang Feng quickly smiled and said, "Long time no see, let's find a place to have a cup of spiritual tea."

Seeing Yang Feng's attitude was very polite and did not seem very close, the female cultivator's eyes were gloomy and nodded and said, "Well, let's go to the Lanze Teahouse in front. The spiritual tea there is very good."

"good."

Yang Feng followed the female cultivator and quickly moved into a teahouse next to the street, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Since I am Ji He’s acquaintance, let’s explain it slowly.

After the two entered the teahouse, the teahouse was indeed crowded.

Not to mention the private rooms, there are very few tables in the lobby.
To be continued...