Genius Sword Immortal - Chapter 392

[Chapter 392 The Arrogance of Wuma Changfeng]

“Ye Feng is here!”

The two Taiji Temple disciples hadn’t seen Ye Feng’s figure yet, but when they saw the series of dark green sword lights, they immediately raised their voices and shouted.

As soon as Ye Wentian opened his eyes, he saw the scene where the elders of the Taiji Temple who were guarding him were surrounded by a series of sword lights, with fresh blood splashing out.

Ye Wentian always thought that although Ye Feng was strong, he was relying on his beautiful master. He always felt that even if Ye Feng was talented, it would take a long time to fight against a top martial arts master like him.

But now it appears that is not the case.

Ye Feng, who has been cultivated for 20 years now, can easily kill the elder of the Taiji Temple who has cultivated for 90 years!

Ye Wentian couldn’t believe it.

In the entire history of Chinese martial arts, there has never been such a monstrous monster. It is as incredible as a child who was born not long ago suddenly has infinite power and defeated an adult.

“Grandson…”

Ye Wentian burst into tears in an instant, such a terrifying genius turned out to be his grandson, which made him seem like a dream.

With Sun like this, why can’t the Ye family rise up in the future?

As long as you give Ye Feng some time, even dominating the martial arts is not a dream! Even the mysterious place where the peak masters in the rivers and lakes gather will probably be stepped on by Ye Feng…

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

“No, this place is the Longtan Tiger’s Den, and the grandson broke in, isn’t it the sheep entering the tiger’s mouth?”

As soon as Ye Wentian got excited, his expression changed immediately because he thought about his current situation and where he was.

Elder Li Xuan of Taiji Hall and the most powerful elder Wuma Changfeng are all in this place. No matter how strong Ye Feng is, he can’t be the opponent of Wuma Changfeng who has cultivated for 120 years!

Wuma Changfeng has the highest cultivation level among the eight elders of the Taiji Temple, and is also one of the few masters in the world with a cultivation level of one hundred and twenty years.

One hundred and twenty years of cultivation, the strength of frontal combat is four or five times stronger than that of one hundred years, and it is not a level of existence at all, so Ye Wentian was shocked and ignored for a while, and was hit by the terrifying soul powder released by the opponent.

The poison from the Temple of the Heavenly Sword, which flowed everywhere in his meridians, produced extremely strong poison, making him almost unable to use the inner energy in his body.

In this case, Ye Feng wanted to take him out of this underground casino without a doubt, unless he told the Taiji Palace and the others that Ye Feng had the Pure Sun Treasure Mirror, which would help him get rid of the poison of Jue Po San.

Just, how is this possible? How could Ye Feng have the treasure of the Taiji Temple, the Chunyang Treasure Mirror?

Ye Wentian didn’t believe that there was a treasure of pure Yang on Ye Feng’s body. Which little bastard was slandering their grandfather and grandson?

“Shut up!”

Ye Feng heard the shouting of the two Taiji Temple disciples, and his figure finally flashed out of the void, and then the third layer of dragon claws were displayed, grabbing the two Taiji Temple disciples and throwing them at once. air.

Immediately after that, there were two domineering and crazy fist marks, the mad magic fist technique.

boom! boom!

The two Taiji Temple disciples were punched by Ye Feng, and they flew upside down and hit the wall, foaming at the mouth and fainting.

“Grandpa, are you alright?”

Ye Feng turned his head and glanced at Ye Wentian. Without thinking, he took out the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror from the Dragon Sword Ancient Ring.

Swish!

The white and holy light shone from the precious mirror, causing Ye Wentian’s eyes to light up.

It is really a treasure of pure Yang!

Ye Feng didn’t have time to elaborate, but when he was infuriated, he directly used the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror to absorb the Jue Po San Poison in Ye Wentian’s body and refined it.

“Haha, brat, you really—”

Ye Wentian felt that the meridians in his whole body were loosened, and the toxins of Jue Po San were absorbed in an instant. He couldn’t help laughing twice, and then he coughed uncontrollably. He frowned slightly and looked at the frivolous middle-aged man beside him. corpse.

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

There are a lot of slaughter in the rivers and lakes, but such masters who have cultivated for 80 to 90 years rarely die, because they are the most noble wealth in the entire martial arts, and they are also valuable forces when fighting against foreign invasions.

If Ye Feng kept killing like this, it seemed a little inappropriate.

However, what he didn’t know was that the inheritance of the Dragon Sword that Ye Feng inherited was the inheritance of slaughter. Under the sword of the inheritor of the Dragon Sword, there is only death, no injury!

Ye Feng’s most powerful technique is the Void Sword Dance. Unfortunately, he can’t control this move freely. Once it is released, he can’t stop it. Draw out a sword and see blood, or else your skills will be inferior to others, and your own life will be at risk.

Moreover, in the face of these despicable guys from the Taiji Temple, why should Ye Feng care about his feelings?

“Grandpa, let’s go.”

Ye Feng stepped forward and wanted to help Ye Wentian to leave here, but was thrown away by Ye Wentian.

“No need, you can just leave by yourself.”

Ye Wentian’s face was dignified: “The two of us will definitely not be able to leave…”

As soon as he finished speaking, several people instantly appeared at the open door of the private room, blocking the door. It was Li Xuan, the elder of the Taiji Temple, and another arrogant elder who had cultivated for 120 years, Wuma Changfeng. .

“Hahaha, I can’t believe that the son of Ye Yunfei, who was a waste material in the past, has grown to this point today.”

Wuma Changfeng was an arrogant middle-aged man. When he saw Ye Feng and the corpses of the elders on the ground, he laughed out loud. From his eyes, one could see absolute confidence. Because, in the entire martial arts world is second to none.

In addition to the peak master at the peak, he is one of the strongest in the world. Even a top expert like Ye Wentian with a hundred years of cultivation cannot compare to him!

Wuma Changfeng did not become angry because Ye Fenglai killed an elder, because he believed in a truth, that is, those who fight with their true skills and rely on the background and background will not end well sooner or later.

Since that elder died in Ye Feng’s hands, his skills were inferior to others, and there was nothing to say.

“Get out of the way, I will deal with these two.”

Wuma Changfeng smiled arrogantly and stepped forward, holding an ordinary long sword, staring at Ye Feng and Ye Wentian.

In his eyes, these two are his prey, and they will not be his opponents together. And he is about to take back the Pure Sun Treasure Mirror from Ye Feng, so that he will be 100% the next head of the Taiji Temple.

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

He is the pillar of Taiji Temple.

Invincible!

“Stinky boy, I’m here to hold him back, you can find a chance to slip away… Don’t worry, the poison of my ultimate soul has been resolved, and I will find a way to escape.”

Ye Wentian stopped in front of Ye Feng and said quietly through voice transmission.

This makes Ye Feng unhappy, Nima, you are having fun fighting here by yourself, but you want to drive me away?