Chapter 808

Of course, Ye Feng doesn't know who these guys are. The most important thing is that there is no communication between the two sides.

"If I had known, I would have killed them all."

Ye Feng is a little puzzled. If there are a few people who don't kill them, there may be people who know how to communicate with each other, so that they can know what the identity of each other is.

"It shouldn't matter."

Lin Shiqing was aside, and Dai Mei frowned: "since someone has entered this temple, there should be many of them around here. It is very likely that these people have already given them to the SAL tribe..."

"No, go back!"

AI Shiyuan also said with some worry on the side, his face changed from the initial joy to the nervous fear.

If the Saar tribe really fell into the hands of these guys, no one knows what will happen now. After all, for the group of people in front of them, no matter Ye Feng or AI Shiyuan, they have never seen before.

"Go

Ye Feng didn't hesitate. The real Qi of the Dragon Sword rhyme made the angry thunder Yang God turn into a big eagle again. Then he let everyone step on his back and fly.

The location of the ancient temple is not far away from the SAL tribe.

The God of Nu Lei Yang flapped his wings and flew. In a moment, he came to a place two or three kilometers outside the SAL tribe.

Then Ye Feng let Yang Shenhua's big carving fall down and let the people wait here. He himself headed for the Saar tribe alone and flew the imperial envoy Chuanlong sword.

Although Nu Lei Yang God can be used for fighting, Ye Feng doesn't want to hurt it. After all, the God has only one life, just like the cultivator himself.

Once the anger thunder Yang God is defeated, then Ye Feng has no Yang God. If he wants to have Yang God, he can only condense again.

However, the more difficult it is for a person who wants to have a high-quality God to condense Yang, the more difficult it is for each one to have a high-quality God.

On the contrary, for the first time, it is the most relaxed to gather the Yang God.

Therefore, if it is not necessary, no one will recklessly use the Yang God to fight.

After all, if Qu Yang's God can keep them on the earth, if he can beat them down like the God of the earth.

Except for the people in the hidden Shaolin.

Ye Feng thought of those old monks in his mind. Although he has a friendly relationship with them now, this is only temporary. In the final analysis, the other party is not his own.

Only to enhance their own strength, is the most let Ye Feng rest assured.

Let Nu Lei Yang God and the people stand together and hide in a dense jungle outside the SAL tribe. Ye Feng's sword flies towards the SAL tribe.

AI Shiyuan is very familiar with the landform nearby. Of course, she knows where the most hidden place is and where it is easier to be found by others.

No matter it is hiding or escaping, there is AI Shiyuan, and everyone's safety is guaranteed.

What's more, ye Fengyang is here. Even if something happens, it will be a while before he comes back.

People also have a responsibility, that is to guard the young man with long sleeves and red robes.

The young man was captured alive by Ye Feng. He was almost scared out of his courage. At this time, he was watched by AI Shiyuan and did not dare to fart.

Ye Feng walked alone with his sword, and soon came to the sky above the SAL tribe. His divine sense explored the bottom. The situation in the SAL tribe made him frown at once.

In the whole tribe, only a few scattered dragon blood soldiers exist, others are missing, and these scattered dragon blood soldiers are also tied up and locked up in sealed rooms.

In the Saar tribe at the moment, all the people who walk around are the colorful long sleeve clothes that Ye Feng solved in the ancient temple.

Who are these people?

Ye Feng frowned slightly. He felt that it was a bit tricky, because those people below had excellent accomplishments. Although they were not as good as those "elites" who entered the ancient temple, the key lies in the number of people.

In the whole tribe, there are about 40 or 50 such guys searching for something in the tribe and interrogating the three dragon blood soldiers who were caught.

Something has to be done.

Ye Feng knows that things should not be delayed. We must understand this matter in front of us.

He did not hesitate to urge the Dragon Sword Jue, true Qi, magic sword!

The bewilderment effect of magic sword is undoubtedly the best among magic arts. Relying on magic sword for invisibility, Ye Feng is sure that it is difficult to detect his existence even if he is twice as good as an immortal.

Now there are so many inexplicable guys in the tribe. Ye Feng uses fart. As everyone knows, there must be a leader in the neighborhood or in the tribe.

"People have to be rescued first."

Ye Feng has made up his mind. He is inspired by his true Qi. Magic sword!

In his black shirt, he disappeared from the air and came to the place where three dragon blood soldiers in the tribe were trapped.

What made him wonder was that the intelligence of the group who attacked the SAL tribe was pretty good, and they didn't lock the three dragon blood soldiers in one room.If ye Feng wants to take all three of them away, it will take a lot of trouble.

In several rooms of the tent, there were three wounded dragon blood soldiers and about a dozen long sleeve men who guarded and tortured them.

These more than ten people have been practicing for forty or fifty years. Ye Feng broke into them as if he had no one.

Swordsmanship!

Without any hesitation, Ye Feng urged Zhenqi with all his strength, and chopped his sword from top to bottom on the top of the whole tent!

Boom!

The huge noise came out, and the whole tent collapsed. In the chaos, those long sleeve men were panicked and had no mind to see how the three dragon blood soldiers were.

"These people's intelligence quotient, seem to be really not very good..."

Ye Feng's mouth was slightly tilted, and his figure flashed. He threw a dragon blood warrior into his own flying sword. Then he grabbed the third dragon blood soldier with one hand and flew up.

Carrying three people at a time is the limit of Ye Feng. He not only needs to hold a dragon blood warrior in one hand, but also urges the true Qi to condense into a mask of true Qi to protect the two dragon blood soldiers behind him.

When a soldier suddenly appears in the eyes of three soldiers.

It's the strange young man in black who has something to do with the ancient gods!

Of course, the dragon blood soldiers remember who made them become soldiers who could practice. If it wasn't Ye Feng, they were just the weak hunters who knew how to hold swords, guns, swords and sticks.

He showed up, so The chief priests who left the tribe a long time ago should be back!

The three dragon blood soldiers were excited one by one, regardless of the scars on their bodies.

However, just as Ye Feng's sword leaves at full speed, a graceful figure suddenly flies up from the tribe and blocks him in front of him.

A strong breath is coming!

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