Yi Feng just smiled.

Because winning the old man means nothing to him.

Besides, it's an old man after all.

It's necessary to give some face.

But looking at Yi Feng's mysterious smile, ye Tiansheng was even more puzzled.

however.

In this game, he realized a lot, not even Emperor Wu's, but also really realized the power of the road.

This is a chance.

It's against the sky.

His future cultivation career will be plain sailing without any bottleneck.

"Well, uncle, I should leave."

Yi Feng gets up and smiles at Ye Tiansheng.

what?

Leave?

Ye Tiansheng is really confused.

While destroying the foundation of his Tianjian gate, he gave him another chance. After such a contradictory practice, he left without saying a word. What does that mean?

and.

And the chess game that drew on the stone table also made him unable to figure out Yi Feng's mind.

"Oh, by the way, uncle, how do you get to town here?"

Yi Feng looked back and asked.

Although I don't know why Yi Feng asked so, ye Tiansheng still pointed out a way out for Yi Feng.

But.

Until Yi Feng disappeared, the doubt in his heart was still not solved.

……

Yi Feng walked slowly along the path.

Speaking of it, looking back on his previous days at Tianjian gate, he still felt a little incredible.

These walls are too mysterious.

You say it's an awesome array. He walks smoothly as a mortal without any danger.

But you said it was really a glass wall, which also made Yi Feng feel far fetched.

Whose door has so many glass walls that it breaks with a fist. Can you show it?

forget it.

I don't want to.

But Peng Ying, a dead woman, still wants to kill her when she gets a chance!

A plain at the foot of tianjianmen mountain.

Countless Tianjian sect disciples gathered here, one by one disheartened and full of embarrassment. Many people looked at the collapsed Mountain Gate and shed tears.

On one side, the high-rise of Tianjian gate led by Duan Qingfeng and others also had red eyes.

The Tianjian gate, which has been handed down for countless years, was destroyed, which was a heavy blow to all of them.

But what's more depressing is that they still haven't figured out what happened.

Just when Duan Qingfeng and others were in great grief, a disciple rushed in and heard an urgent voice.

"No, sect leader."

"Tianmo sect, Fengyun Valley, blowing snow villa, Yujian sect, Li family and countless families have attacked."

"What?"

Duan Qingfeng and others changed their faces.

Looking up, I saw countless figures flying from a distance, dense and dark.

And the first.

It is Yang Tianyu, the leader of Yujian sect, Yun Haotian, the leader of Fengyun Valley, Li Shuhua, the leader of blowing snow mountain villa