The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 210 Wu Song
In the middle of the air, as Ye Fei's voice spread throughout the forbidden area of ​​the holy race, two shocking roars came from the abyss of the dead cliff in front of him, which undoubtedly came from the black snake at the bottom.

After the roar, a strange aura rose from the bottom of the cliff, turning into a dark ball of light, condensing and forming in the midair.

"I accept the battle!" A sonorous and powerful voice came from within the black light group.

Immediately afterwards, a faint light flashed across the air, and flew directly towards the exit of the forbidden area of ​​the holy land. Through Ye Fei's induction, the black light group flew to the location that was the ruined altar of the Holy Tribe. .

"Remnant Ling, how strong are you?" A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes in the air, and the fighting spirit in his whole body inevitably rose again.

Just glanced at the black light in the distance, Ye Fei hardly hesitated, and with a flickering figure, he landed beside Han Yanran below.

"I'll take you out." A gentle voice came from Han Yanran's ear.

Before she could respond, the figures of the two disappeared in place. After entering the innate realm, Ye Fei's speed was so fast that ordinary people could not understand.

The cultivation of the Thunder Sutra focuses on the improvement of strength and speed. Looking at Ye Fei's current attack methods, what he relies on most is not the spiritual weapon in his hand, or the power of the formation he masters.

It's the incomparably powerful power in his body, and the ray of innate aura after stepping into the innate.

Passing through the black wind barrier of the Black Wind Forbidden Land, Ye Fei was already standing in the sky above the Holy Tribe. A flash of light flashed in his palm, sending Han Yanran's body to the ground.

"The matter of southern Xinjiang is over, you can leave." Ye Fei said slowly, looking down.

Han Yanran's eyes flickered, and she raised her head to look at the figure in mid-air, as if she wanted to say something, but after a long silence, she finally lowered her head slowly and didn't say anything more.

"If your Han family knows how to advance and retreat, Ye Mou will not take the Jiangdong matter to heart." Ye Fei seemed to see what was going on in Han Yanran's mind, and then he spoke again.

The two young masters of the Han family both died at his hands. The last time the Huai River was cleaned up, the losses were heavy. As long as these people don't cause trouble for the Ye family, Ye Fei will naturally not kill them all.

"Thank you." Han Yanran trembled slightly, her face full of gratitude.

She knew very well that the person in front of her was already an innate strongman, and it would be a breeze to destroy the Han family.

Now that Ye Fei promised not to trouble the Han family anymore, she slowly let go of her hanging heart, and then raised her hand in midair, turned around and left the Holy Tribe without too much hesitation.

Han Yanran is well aware of the gap between the two, and her love for Ye Fei can only be hidden deep in her heart.

After Han Yanran left, Ye Fei, who was in mid-air, turned his head and looked at the ruins of the altar ahead.

On the altar at this time, the ray of black light flying from the forbidden area slowly merged into the bottom of the altar under Ye Fei's gaze.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Saint Clan tribe felt as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking in an instant. There was a violent tremor on the ground. Everyone in the Saint Clan tribe was stunned, and they stood there looking a little at a loss.

Accompanied by this tremor, something suddenly protruded from the ruined altar that had already collapsed, and then it rose higher and higher, and it turned out to be a huge black stone sculpture.

Not long after, the entire sculpture rose from the ground, about ten meters high.

The whole body of the sculpture is carved from a strange black stone, and a black witch robe is draped behind her back. The long hair on the shawl is flying. The facial features are clearly visible, and the water chestnuts are distinct, giving people a sense of fortitude and solidity.

"The Saint Emperor is my Lord Saint Emperor!"

"The whole family kneels down, and the descendants of the holy clan pay homage to the holy emperor.
"I'll pay my respects to the Holy Emperor!"

At the moment when the sculpture was raised, the entire saint clan suddenly boiled, everyone's face showed an extremely pious look, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

All the members of the Holy Clan, no matter how strong or weak they are, the blood in their bodies is boiling at this time, which is a tremor coming from the depths of their souls.

"In the sculpture, there is a body of spiritual consciousness hidden, which is far more powerful than ordinary spiritual consciousness." Ye Fei, who was in midair, had a glint in his eyes, and at the same time lowered his head to focus on the sculpture.

When he was still in the transformation state, he had seen the spiritual body condensed by Lan Cang, who was in a deep sleep because of a problem in his cultivation, at the Lan family in Yanjing.

But compared with the spiritual body in this sculpture, it is not one or two orders of magnitude at all. The strength of the spiritual consciousness he feels at this moment is actually comparable to his own at this time.

Just as Ye Fei was thinking, a ray of light emerged from the top of the black sculpture below, and then instantly condensed into a human form.

"The 32nd generation witch master of the Wu clan, Wu Song, the descendant of the wind witch, is here to fight with you today." As soon as the figure appeared, the black wind around him suddenly appeared, as if covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was astonishing.

Ye Fei's complexion remained unchanged, his whole body's aura surged, and his aura also shot up into the sky, blowing away the black wind in midair.

"Jiangdong, Ye Fei, please enlighten me." Ye Fei raised his arm and raised his hand to the person in front of him, the expression on his face became a little more serious.

Although he didn't understand why this person was able to survive until now, but at this moment, if he condensed his spiritual body and went out to fight with him, it wouldn't do him any good, and he might disappear forever between heaven and earth.

This Wu Song is not afraid of the risk of complete extinction, willing to fight against him, it can be said that he has done his best.

"Come on, I don't have much time to condense my body." With a smile on his face, Wu Song nodded to Ye Fei and said.

"Thank you." Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and before he finished speaking, his whole body was thundering and flashing like a god of thunder. The restless spiritual power in his body was no longer suppressed at this moment, and it all poured out.

The majestic momentum swept away in all directions, setting off waves visible to the naked eye.

Only those who have really seen how strong the innate realm is can deeply understand that just the aura that erupts may be able to shock and injure the strong foundation builder.

The battle of gentlemen, there is no need to say much at this time.

On the black stone sculpture in front of him, the black wind from Wu Song's whole body condensed at the same time, and that resolute face that was cut by a knife also became serious at this moment.

"Gather my remaining qi and summon the ancient black snake." The witch robe on Wu Song's body moved without wind, and under the dim light all over his body, he raised his hand and pointed towards the air.

Following his fingertips, a jet of dark light swirled and rose, and then became more intense and tumbling.

In the surrounding air, a familiar force of suction enveloped Ye Fei's figure in an instant, as if what he was facing at the moment was not the ancestor of the holy clan, but the mysterious abyss in the abyss of the dead cliff. snake.

"The spirit of the black snake? No wonder the Dingfeng Orb couldn't take back the spirit of the weapon." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and his heart instantly understood.

Not far in front of him, following the condensed light of Wu Song, a gigantic phantom of a black snake appeared in the midair, winding and circling like a dragon, which can be described as imposing .

The phantom of the mysterious snake has just condensed into shape, almost without any stagnation, and with the intention of whistling, it quickly turned towards Ye Fei.

"Good come!"

"Concentrate the thunder of heaven and earth, and help Ye catch the snake." Ye Fei laughed loudly, instead of retreating, he advanced, and the power of thunder shot up into the sky from his whole body.

The majestic spiritual power in his body, after having a vent at this moment, almost unreservedly surged out.

In the sky, the situation changed in an instant, and the real muffled sound kept coming. After stepping into the innate realm, Ye Fei could gather the power of thunder in the blue sky and day without the help of Taoism.

As his figure flickered, countless thunderbolts fell from the sky, like long whips glowing with electric arcs, instantly sealing off the huge figure of the black snake.

At the same time, Ye Fei's figure had appeared in front of the black stone sculpture.

His right fist had already been raised, and there was a violent electric arc flashing in the front of the fist. Without any hesitation, he suddenly punched the person in front of him.

"Boom!" A shocking explosion swept across the surroundings.

On the ground, many members of the Holy Clan felt a roar in their ears at this moment, and they dared not look up, and all knelt down on the ground and raised their hands to worship.

Although these people don't understand why the Holy Emperor and the Holy Son of the clan suddenly started fighting, but the identities of the two are there, and ordinary clansmen like them cannot be allowed to think too much.

"He has become stronger again. Could it be that there is really a treasure spring hidden in the holy land of our clan." The most shocked at this time was none other than Heisha.

He knew a little about Ye Fei, but it was less than a month since he saw this son for the first time, not to mention that this person became the holy son of his holy clan, he was still able to fight the old holy emperor at this moment !
In the middle of the sky at this time, Wu Song was also very cooperative, under the flickering figure, he did not back down half a step, the gloomy light in the front of the fist surged, and collided with the person in front.

The phantom of the black snake in the distance and the thunder and lightning were stalemate together for a while, and the two of them fought against the black stone sculpture also collided more than a hundred times in a row in just a few minutes.

"Bang! Bang!" The sound of fist explosions kept ringing, shaking the saints on the ground dizzy for a while.

This kind of confrontation in pure strength can be said to be fist to flesh, and the counter-shock force released by the collision of each punch, I am afraid that even if there is a congenital strong here at this moment, they dare not step into the range of the two people fighting at will. .

As time went by, the restless spiritual power in Ye Fei's body gradually became stable as he punched out continuously.

Wu Song in front of him also seemed to be a little too exhausted. After the last punch, his figure retreated to the black sculpture.

"You are very strong. In the congenital realm, few people are your opponents." Wu Song did not continue to attack, but looked up at Ye Fei, and a gleam of appreciation flashed in those deep eyes.

(End of this chapter)