Chapter 392

"Here comes Ye Feng!"

The two Taiji hall disciples did not see Ye Feng's figure, but saw a series of dark green sword lights. They immediately raised their voices and cried out.

When ye Wentian opened his eyes, he saw that the elder of Taiji Temple who was guarding him was surrounded by a series of sword lights, and the fresh blood splashed out. He was surprised. Was that his grandson Ye Feng?

Ye Wentian always thinks that although Ye Feng is powerful, it is all because of his beautiful master. He always thinks that even if ye Feng has outstanding talent, it will take a long time to settle down before he wants to compete with a top martial arts master like him.

But now it seems that is not the case.

Now Ye Feng, who has been practicing for 20 years, can easily kill the Taiji hall elder who has been practicing for 90 years!

This makes Ye Wentian can't believe it.

There has never been such a monster in the history of Chinese martial arts. It's just as incredible as a young child who suddenly defeats an adult.

"Grandson..."

Ye Wentian was in tears for a moment. Such a terrible genius was his grandson, which made him feel like a dream.

If sun is like this, why should ye's family not rise in the future?

As long as you give Ye Feng some time, even dominating the Wulin is not a dream! Even the mysterious place where the top experts gather in the lake will be trampled by Ye Feng

What is the identity of the East China Sea fairy? As if really is a fairy, such existence, should not appear in this world.

"No, it's a tiger's den. If the grandson breaks in, isn't it a sheep's nest?"

As soon as ye Wen Tian was excited, he immediately changed his face, because he thought of his present situation and his place.

Taiji Hall's Li Xuan elder, as well as the most powerful Wuma Changfeng elder, are in this place. No matter how powerful Ye Feng is, he can not be the opponent of Wuma Changfeng, who has cultivated for 120 years!

Wuma Changfeng is the highest among the eight elders of Taiji hall. He is also one of the few masters who have achieved 120 years' cultivation.

After 120 years of cultivation, the strength of frontal combat was four or five times stronger than that of one hundred years. Therefore, ye Wen's genius was shocked and ignored for a moment, and he was hit by the absolute dispersion released by the other side.

The poison from Tiandao hall flowed everywhere in his meridians and produced extremely strong toxicity, which made him almost unable to use the internal Qi in his body.

In this case, Ye Feng's attempt to take him out of the underground gambling house is undoubtedly a fool's dream, unless he tells the Taiji hall that Ye Feng has the treasure of pure yang to detoxify juebusan.

It's just, how can it be? How can Ye Feng possess the treasure of Taiji temple and pure Yang?

Ye Wentian doesn't believe that Ye Feng will have a pure Yang mirror. Which rabbit is slandering their grandsons and grandsons?

"Shut up!"

When Ye Feng heard the two Taiji Temple disciples shouting, his body finally came out of the void, and then the third layer of dragon claw hand was displayed. He grabbed the two Taiji Temple disciples with two hands and threw them into the air.

Then, there are two domineering and crazy fist marks, crazy boxing.

Bang! Bang!

Two Taiji hall disciples were killed by Ye Feng's two fists. They flew backward and hit the wall. They froze at the mouth and passed out.

"Are you all right, grandfather?"

Ye Feng looks back to see ye Wentian. Without thinking about it, he takes out the pure Yang treasure from the Dragon Sword ancient ring.

Shua!

When P & G's eyes shine from the mirror, P & G asks.

It's really a treasure of pure Yang!

Ye Feng didn't have time to elaborate. As soon as the genuine Qi was stimulated, he directly absorbed the juepu powder poison in Ye Wen's celestial body and refined it.

"Ha ha, stinky boy, you really --"

Ye Wentian felt that the whole body's meridians were loosened, and the toxin of juebusan was absorbed in an instant. He couldn't help laughing twice. Then he coughed uncontrollably and looked at the body of the frivolous middle-aged man with a slight frown.

Obviously, Ye Feng killed the frivolous middle-aged man as soon as he came, which made Ye Wentian feel a little tricky.

There are a lot of killing in the Jianghu, but the experts who have been cultivating for 80 or 90 years seldom say that they will die because they are the most noble wealth of the whole Wulin, and they are also valuable strength in fighting against foreign invaders.

If ye Feng has been killing like this, it seems that it is not appropriate.

However, what he did not know was that the inheritance of the Dragon Sword inherited by Ye Feng was the inheritance of killing. Under the sword of the inheritor of dragon sword, only death, no injury!

Ye Feng's most powerful method is the empty sword dance. Unfortunately, he can't control this move freely. Once released, he can't stop. He pays attention to killing with one blow. If you take out the sword, you will see the blood. Otherwise, you will not be able to do as well as others, and you will be worried about your own life.

What's more, in the face of such despicable people as Taiji hall, why should Ye Feng take into account any feelings?

"Grandfather, let's go."

Ye Feng wants to help Ye Wentian leave here, but he is thrown away by Ye Wentian."No, you can leave by yourself."

Ye Wentian's face hung a little dignified: "we must be unable to leave together..."

As soon as the words fell, several people appeared at the open door of the private room, blocking the door. It was Li Xuan, the elder of Taiji hall, and another arrogant elder, Wu Ma Changfeng, who had been practicing for 120 years.

"Ha ha ha ha, I can't believe that ye Yunfei's son, who used to be a waste material, has grown up to this level today."

Wuma Changfeng is a arrogant middle-aged man. When he sees the corpses of Ye Feng and the elder on the ground, he laughs. From his eyes, you can see his absolute confidence. With his 120 years of cultivation, he is the first in the whole martial arts field.

He is one of the strongest in the world, except for the top one. Even ye Wentian, a top master with 100 years of cultivation, can't be compared with him!

Wuma Changfeng is not angry because ye Fenglai killed an elder, because he believes in the truth that people who fight with their true skills and rely on the backstage background will not end well sooner or later.

Since that old man died in the hands of Ye Feng, that is, his skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to say.

"Get out of my way. I'll take care of them."

Wuma Changfeng smiles and comes forward with an ordinary sword in his hand, staring at Ye Feng and ye Wentian.

In his eyes, both of them were his prey, and neither of them would be his rivals. And he will take back the pure Yang treasure from Ye Feng's hand, so that he will become the next leader of Taiji hall.

His identity, his strength, gave him such confidence, and his arrogance, never let him down, let others down.

He is the pillar of Taiji hall.

Invincible!

"Stinky boy, I'll hold him down. You'll find a chance to slip away Don't worry. I have solved the poison of juexi powder. I will have a way to escape. "

Ye Wen Tian stopped in front of Ye Feng and whispered.

This makes Ye Feng unhappy. NIMA, you fight happily here, but you want to drive me away?

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