Chapter 14

"It's the little childe of the dragon family. Long Qitian!"

"It is said that he reached the fifth level of refining Qi at the age of 16. He is also a genius, but he has never joined the sect."

"The ancestor of the dragon family is the ninth heavy of refining Qi. The whole family is equivalent to a medium school. Where do you need to join other schools?"

"But didn't he claim to join the ethereal sect?"

"People must have taken a fancy to the two female disciples of the ethereal sect. I really have no eyesight!"

The people who had lined up dispersed and dared not appear within ten meters.

But whispers have spread.

After hearing these words, Ye Feng suddenly found that longqitian looked at Li Jiaojiao and Mo Ying with light in his eyes.

Li Jiaojiao looks like a water spirit, which is more than several chips stronger than the two mediocre fat and vulgar fans beside long Qitian.

As for the ink warbler, although wearing a black hat, her figure is graceful and graceful, and she has a high and cold temperament.

Don't mention long Qitian. Even Ye Feng thinks this figure is perfect without considering his appearance.

A "snap".

Longqitian patted five inferior spirit stones on the table and proudly said:

"From today on, I am the eldest martial brother of the ethereal sect. Everyone else will greet me. Especially these two beautiful younger martial sisters have to serve me every day. "

Ye Feng looked at the Dragon riding sky like a fool.

For such a person with impure mind, killing him will not be included in the sect.

"Bad intentions, bad character, do not meet the requirements." At this time, even the system will pop up.

Ye Feng first found that the dog system was very speculative with himself, and unexpectedly refused longqitian at the same time.

So Ye Feng pointed to the five spirit stones on the table and said seriously:

"I don't care if you are dragon riding heaven, dragon Aotian, or Zhao Ritian. Our ethereal sect doesn't accept it. You can stay cool."

"How dare you refuse me?"

Long Qitian's eyes widened and he was very angry.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's secret path cultivation world really does not lack this sand sculpture villain.

But he doesn't worry about longqitian's revenge. After all, he is the leader of a regular sect sheltered by the city Lord's residence.

If even the descendants of a family are afraid, how can they stand?

"Haven't you been rejected?" Ye Feng lifted his eyelids and pointed to the smelly ditch in the distance, "by the way, it's cooler there."

"No one in the world dares to refuse me. You are the first!"

As long Qitian pushed his hands, the two Yong fat and vulgar powder in his arms were pushed to the ground.

He stepped forward with his fist raised.

However, he stopped a foot above Ye Feng's head. Because long Qitian was stopped by two guards behind him.

"Young master, this is the leader of the ethereal sect. You can't fight. It's hard to end up in the city master's house."

A guard sank.

"Good."

Another guard also said.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows: "these two guardians of feelings are not to protect you, but to prevent you from provoking people who can't be provoked."

"Fart, inferior sect leader, I can't afford to be annoyed by dragon riding?"

Long Qitian shook off the hands of the two guards and pointed to Ye Feng's nose, "do you really think I dare not hit you?"

"Then you fight!"

Ye Feng spread his hands and didn't care.

If he did, he would immediately fall to the ground and not a hundred spirit stones could not get up.

"In the early days of zongmen's entrepreneurship, as the leader, I must strive for the welfare of zongmen." Ye Feng secretly planned and looked forward to longqitian coming.

Long Qitian was so angry that he raised his hand when he heard Ye Feng's words, but he thought that if he beat Ye Feng, his family dividend would be deducted until next year.

So he withdrew his hand.

Seeing that long Qitian didn't start, Shi Lei and other disciples of the ethereal sect were relieved.

However, in order not to lose face, longqitian thought of a Sao operation, pointed to his nose and sneered at Ye Feng:

"I won't hit you, but dare you hit me? I'm standing here. You're fighting! "

In longqitian's opinion, Ye Feng can't beat himself. In this way, the two sides are even.

His face was naturally saved.

When Ye Feng heard this, his eyes stared round.

Oh, my God!

And such outrageous demands?

Bang!

A hard straight fist hit longqitian on the nose, and nose blood gushed out.

The Dragon rode back two steps and was stunned.

The others were also confused.

Ye Feng really dares to fight?

"You've heard that long Qitian asked our leader to hit him. I've lived for 20 years, but I've never heard such a strange request."

Ye Feng spread his hands and said.

Long Qitian wiped away the blood from his nose, trembled with anger, pointed at Ye Feng and scolded:

"You... You hit me?"

"Good!"

Ye Fengcai shouted and jumped on whether it was a question or a request.

Straight fist, hook fist, white crane shining wings, empty step shining palm, lunge kick, looking back and pulling out

With a set of long fists, long Qitian was beaten black and blue and fell to the ground.

He was just a skin wound, but he was stunned.

Longqitian doesn't believe Ye Feng dares to fight himself, and he has been fighting so hard for 15 times.

Everyone else is stupid.

"Headmaster ye, please stop!"

The two guards of the dragon family immediately blocked in front of Ye Feng. "Just now, our little childe collided with leader Ye. You also beat him. How about exposing this matter?"

Ye Feng was a little unhappy: "why don't you let Mr. long hit me and pay me ten pieces of inferior spirit stones... Hey, don't go, five pieces are OK!"

"Farewell!"

The two guards shook their eyelids and quickly set up a dragon riding sky from the left and right and dragged it outside baizong square.

"Ye Feng, I remember what happened today... Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

Long Qitian didn't finish talking, but there was a strange sound, like being gagged by smelly socks.

"Why are the guards of the dragon family a little afraid of me?" Ye Feng looked at the direction where longqitian and his party disappeared, and felt a little strange in his heart.

"Headmaster martial uncle, how dare you fight?"

Li Jiaojiao and other disciples came back to their senses.

The ink warbler standing not far away looked at Ye Feng, and his eyes behind the black yarn were full of surprise.

"Isn't this guy a mortal? When he was boxing just now, his physique looked very strong, and even gave me a feeling of nine peaks of Qi refining... Is it an illusion?"

Moying was very confused.

After entering the Qi refining realm, spiritual Qi flows in the meridians day and night, nourishing the flesh body.

The higher the accomplishments, the older the age, and the longer the physique is tempered, the stronger it will be. Although some elderly practitioners are thin, their strength is amazing.

This is the benefit of being nourished by Reiki.

"Cough! You needn't be alarmed about what happened just now. Our ethereal sect is very reasonable. Children and old people are not deceived. People with lofty ideals are welcome to join us. "

Ye Feng sat back and began to greet the people around him to sign up.

After what happened just now, many people looked at Ye Feng sideways, but considering that the dragon family may have a grudge with the ethereal sect, they just looked at it and didn't dare to join.

This scene made Ye Feng a little worried.

……

Dragon House main hall.

"Dad, you see, it's all played by Ye Feng, the leader of the ethereal sect. It's terrible."

Long Qitian knelt on the ground and cried to a mature and stable middle-aged man sitting on the throne.

This man is longqitian's father, longzhenchuan.

The leader of the dragon family in Baifu City, who refined gas for eight times.

Long Zhenchuan glanced at longqitian and said, "well, it's really miserable. If you come back later, your injuries will recover."

Long Qitian: "

He wanted to ask which corner of the mountain he picked it up from.

Otherwise, can my father say such a thing?

"The ethereal sect was named by deacon Zhou Jiaqian. It can be regarded as the Zhou family sect. Our dragon family is not suitable to provoke them for the time being. Well, go down!"

With a wave of longzhenchuan's hand, a gust of wind swept through, and longqitian had been blown outside the hall.

"You two, come here!"

Long Zhenchuan put down his tea cup and shouted.

His voice was dignified and somewhat gloomy.

The two guards hurried in and knelt on the ground. They didn't dare to breathe.