The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1233 Martial Cultivator Hu Xiangyang

Time passed quietly, and as Ye Fei ran all the way, the sand under his feet gradually began to change, and the barren land finally showed a trend of improvement.

In the distance, the sight can be seen, a plain has appeared, and the hot breath in the air has disappeared.

"I can't absorb the aura in the air in the northern region." Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly. After these days, he had exhausted a lot of energy after running tirelessly.

Without the supplement of aura, I already feel tired.

This land boundary is not devoid of aura, but it has an irresistible force to repel outsiders, but it has no influence on the tribes and clans in the northern border.

On the northern plains, Ye Fei's figure stopped at this moment. He raised his head and looked into the distance, a distant look flashed in his eyes.

"If you want to find the soul-purifying ancient artifact, you must first solve the problem of spiritual power in your body." Ye Fei murmured, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Combat power can't reach the peak, even if it is the ancient artifact of seeking the way and clearing the soul, he probably won't be able to obtain it.

Just as Ye Fei was thinking, his eyes suddenly focused, and he turned his head to look at the sky on the right. At this moment, a spiritual consciousness of the Tribulation Realm had already locked his figure.

"Spiritual consciousness..."

"A person from the northern border, or a martial artist from the Central Plains?"

Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and his face showed interest.

Just as he was thinking about it, a person appeared in the middle of the sky in the distance. It was a middle-aged man dressed in a long robe, with long hair tied behind his head, a thin figure, and a small goatee beard on the corner of his mouth.

When the man saw Ye Fei, he couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"It's good luck. I met a Central Plains martial artist, Hu Xiangyang, I don't know what to call you brother?" The man came from the sky, with a smile on his face, and stood on the plain.

Ye Fei couldn't help but flash a light in his eyes when he heard that.

Spiritual consciousness, Takong, the spiritual power in this person's body was not suppressed, and looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was also a Central Plains martial artist.

"Ye Fei." On the plain, Ye Fei immediately raised his hand and spoke.

The person in front was obviously not a good person, his spiritual consciousness had been locked on Ye Fei, and Ye Fei at this time was also focused on this person, with a very interested expression on his face.

This person is not suppressed by heaven and earth, he must have some kind of secret blessing, and this is undoubtedly what Ye Fei needs most at this moment.

"Yemou's luck is also good." Ye Fei smiled on his face at the moment, looked at the person in front of him, and said slowly at the same time.

Ahead, on the plain, Hu Xiangyang stared blankly at this moment, a chill rose unconsciously in his heart at this moment, and he vaguely felt a little scalp numbness, which was undoubtedly a long-lost feeling of fear.

Just pondering for a while, this person quickly settled down.

"Cut, why am I afraid of him?"

"In the northern region, even if this person was a strong man in the Tribulation Realm before, without the blessing of spiritual power, the two Nascent Soul juniors are inferior." Hu Xiangyang thought to himself at this moment, with a sneer on his face.

The aura around him froze, and the majestic spiritual sense of the catastrophe had already completely seen through the people in front of him.

"Brother Ye, since you are all comrades in the Central Plains, then Hu will stop talking nonsense and hand over your storage ring. For the sake of comrades, Hu can save your life." The smile on Hu Xiangyang's face remained unchanged. He opened his mouth and said.

It's obviously not the first time he has done such a thing.

Even so, since it is a professional robbery, it is naturally impossible to save his life. Once Ye Fei handed over the storage ring, there is only one end.

Hearing this, Ye Fei couldn't help but take a deep look at the person in front of him.

"Answer Ye Mou's question, I won't kill you." Ye Fei was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice.

As soon as the words came out, the person in front of him stared, as if he couldn't believe his ears, his spiritual sense swept across, and after confirming that the person in front of him had no spiritual energy fluctuations in his body, he couldn't help it Laugh out loud.

"Hahaha."

"Hu has been entrenched in this place for decades, and he has encountered at least hundreds of martial artists in the Central Plains. You are the first person who dares to be so rampant after his spiritual power has been suppressed."

"Well, I appreciate you very much."

Hu Xiangyang laughed at this moment.

It's just that before this person finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and the power of the robbery condensed in his palm, which instantly turned into a sharp wind blade.

"But... you can rest in peace!" Hu Xiangyang's last indifferent voice came, and his eyes were full of killing intent, and under this blow, he pointed directly at Ye Fei in front of him.

He didn't show mercy to this blow, it was an unreserved power of catastrophe, and the shot was decisive.

The next moment, the wind blade pierced through the air, with such a fast speed that it approached Ye Fei in an instant, and it was too late to dodge what he could see at this moment.

"Bang, bang!"

Suddenly, there was a deafening bang, and the force of the countershock swept across the plain.

Ahead, Hu Xiangyang had a smile on his face at the moment. He was obviously very confident about the power of this blow. It was impossible for a martial artist whose spiritual power was suppressed to block it.

After a while, the power dissipated, and the scene in front of him immediately made Hu Xiangyang in front of him gasp.

"you?"

"Impossible, the strength of Hu's blow can't break through your defense." Hu Xiangyang showed an unbelievable look on his face, and looked forward at this moment. After the power dissipated, the safe and sound figure was extremely shocking in his heart.

But it was only an instant, and he reacted accordingly.

"Hmph, it must be you that hides the treasure of self-protection." Hu Xiangyang reacted very quickly, and saw his figure flashing immediately, and at the same time took two steps back.

Even without the blessing of spiritual power, this treasure of protecting the master will protect the body independently when the master is in danger.

And if such a treasure is blessed with spiritual power, the effect of defense will be greatly enhanced.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Hu Xiangyang's face. When he raised his hand, a three-foot cold front fell into his palm. The whole body of the sword was blue, with dense ancient patterns on it, faintly There is the low-frequency sound of beast spirits.

It can be seen from this that this blue long sword is undoubtedly an extraordinary spiritual weapon.

"Hu Mou has no shortage of treasures."

"Boy, if you want to blame, blame yourself for not setting foot in the northern border!"

In front of him, Hu Xiangyang let out a low shout, followed by an afterimage of his figure, and appeared in front of Ye Fei holding a spirit sword. Without any hesitation, the spirit power in his body burst out, and then he slashed down with his sword.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The spirit sword slashed down, as if it was cutting on the extremely tough black iron, and made a piercing buzzing sound.

Hu Xiangyang's pupils shrank slightly at this moment, and he felt a pain in his right arm, and his figure couldn't stop shaking. At this moment, his spirit sword was caught by the person in front of him with one hand.

The air-piercing sword edge couldn't penetrate even half of his palm.

"Jie... the body of Jiejing."

"Who are you? You are by no means an unknown person in the Central Plains." Hu Xiangyang couldn't help being shocked at the moment. He wanted to take back the spirit sword at the same time, but he couldn't do it right now. .

That seemingly ordinary palm held his spirit sword firmly like a ruthless magnet.

"Ye, didn't you tell me?" Ye Fei smiled lightly, and then responded.

At this moment, Hu Xiangyang's eyes flashed. He had entered the Northern Territory for decades. The name Ye Fei was extremely unfamiliar to him. After thinking for a while, Ren knew nothing about it.

But Hu Xiangyang's reaction was really impressive.

After he found that the spirit sword could not be retracted, he simply let go of the hilt in his palm, his body flickered, and he quickly retreated backward.

"The body of the robbery, if this person's spiritual power is still there, what a terrifying existence it is."

"I can't afford to provoke..."

After Hu Xiangyang retreated, the blue spirit sword was obviously abandoned by him at this time, and he turned around and walked away into the distance.

But he just got up when there was a whistling in his ear.

"Bang, bang!" A huge force hit him, almost shaking away the spiritual power in his body, and his body was smashed into the mud of the plain like a boulder falling to the ground.

This attack of pure power made this person feel stares, almost fainted by that thick force.

"If you run again, the next punch will kill you." In the muddy ground, at this moment Hu Xiangyang came back to his senses a little, and a cold voice came from his ear, an invisible killing intent, and locked on at the same time. out of his shape.

After crawling out of the mud, Hu Xiangyang's figure no longer dared to move around.

"Brother, calm down, brother."

"This is a misunderstanding. I don't know Taishan, and I hope Brother Ye will not remember the villain's mistakes." Hu Xiangyang immediately raised his hands and fists, and at the same time, he bowed respectfully to the person in front of him.

At this moment, it is undoubtedly that saving one's life is the most important thing, and the invincible momentum just now has long since dissipated without a trace.

On the plain, Ye Fei couldn't help laughing lightly when he heard the words, and then he walked forward slowly.

"Ye asked you, why is your spiritual power not suppressed by this world?" Ye Fei's eyes fell on the person in front of him, and he didn't say much, and asked directly.

When Hu Xiangyang heard this, the expression on his face changed slightly.

"This...if I tell you, can Brother Dao let me go?"

"I swear, I will definitely leave the northern border from now on, and I will never do such things again." Hu Xiangyang pondered for a while, and then said in a low voice.

When Ye Fei heard this, there was a gleam in his eyes, and then he nodded slightly.

Seeing this scene, the expression on Hu Xiangyang's face became a lot more relaxed. He walked forward slowly, and then opened the sleeve of his arm. On the visible arm, there was a strange teng Figure imprint.

This seal is like a black poisonous scorpion, it can be said to be lifelike, as if it grows on his arm.

"Brother Dao, this is the god Tengtu of a tribe in the northern border. If you want not to be suppressed by this world, you must fully integrate into the tribe at this moment and believe in the gods of the tribe in order to be recognized by this world."

"In the northern border, I am no longer a martial artist from the Central Plains, but a tribe member of the ancient scorpion god."

Hu Xiangyang didn't hide anything, and spoke bluntly at this moment.

He wasn't talking nonsense. If he wanted to avoid being suppressed, he had to be recognized by this side of the world, and the easiest way was to become a tribe member in the northern border. This was not difficult to understand.

"Oh, just join the tribe?" Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he vaguely felt that things were not that simple.

If this is the case, there should be a record on the jade slips of Dao Famen.

But the fact is that the jade slip given to him by Ren Xingxiao only explained that the power of the northern border suppressed the spiritual power of martial arts. As for the method of breaking through the suppression, there was no mention in the slip.

Ahead, Hu Xiangyang shook his head slightly when he heard the words.

"To be honest, fellow Taoists, if you want to be recognized, this belief must be pious. You need to allocate a ray of spiritual power and integrate it into the Holy Spirit statue in the holy place of the tribe. Only after being approved by the tribe's patriarch and performing the ceremony can you regain spiritual power .”

"Northern tribes, very few clans are willing to recognize outsiders."

Hu Xiangyang spoke repeatedly, but he didn't mention much about how he got the clan's approval.

Similarly, Ye Fei is obviously not too impressed with this kind of recognition. It is really risky to separate out the spirit and soul. Regarding the spirits of the northern tribes, he still doesn't know what they are.

This matter must not be rash.

"Besides this, is there any other way?" Ye Fei thought for a moment, then asked again.

It is not advisable to believe in the tribal gods and integrate the power of the soul.

If this is the case, he is afraid that he will be completely reduced to a member of the northern border, and he will not have to return to the Central Plains in the future.

"Other than that, there is no other way."

"My lord, can I go?" On the plain, Hu Xiangyang asked cautiously at this moment.

Ahead, upon hearing this, Ye Fei's gaze fell on the person in front of him. He then took two steps forward, slowly raised his right arm, and a ray of energy and blood flashed across the forehead of the person in front of him.

Hu Xiangyang was taken aback for a moment, and after searching quickly, he found nothing abnormal in his body.

"Let's go." Ye Fei said in a flat voice, then slowly.

When the person in front heard the words, he didn't hesitate, and his figure brought out a streamer, and almost disappeared in the blink of an eye.

As for the blood glow just now, Hu Xiangyang is too lazy to pay attention to it at this moment. In order to restore his spiritual power, he even dared to sacrifice his soul at will. Naturally, there will be no more blood glow. At this moment, he is afraid that the terrifying young man will suddenly regret it , I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed.

In Hu Xiangyang's heart, being alive is more important than anything else.

In the northern border, on the boundless plain, Ye Fei glanced at the air in front of him, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he withdrew his gaze, turned around and continued walking forward.

As for Hu Xiangyang, he didn't kill him, but left a trail of energy and blood in his body.

He had just set foot in the northern border, and he might be able to use this person in the future, Ye Fei firmly believed in this.

"There must be other ways to restore spiritual power."

"Before that, I need to join a clan tribe..."

On the plain, Ye Fei ran wildly all the way, and then continued to move forward. At the end of his sight, mountains gradually appeared, and there were faintly strange stone buildings standing on the horizon.

(End of this chapter)