The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 211 Leaving Southern Border
Although this ancestor of the Wu clan is only a spiritual body, ordinary innate powerhouses are by no means his opponents.

And the young man in front of him was not only able to suppress his black snake spirit, but he was also comparable to him in terms of strength, which proved his strength.

"Senior Liao praised you, can you tell me, if you were in your heyday, how much strength would you need to defeat Ye?" Ye Fei calmed down the breath in his body, and there was a trace of respect in his eyes.

With the power of the spiritual body alone, he can fight with himself evenly, and the person in front of him deserves his respect.

"Three levels are enough, but whether it's me now or me at your age back then, I'm definitely no match for you." Wu Song didn't have any strong posture, and his words were very to the point.

Suiqiang in his heyday, the Holy Emperor of that era has disappeared in the long river of time, and now there is only this indestructible residual spirit left.

"Third floor?" Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and he whispered softly.

In this way, the strength of this old holy emperor may have already surpassed the innate realm, and he was able to maintain the realm of immortality. After thinking for a while, Ye Fei already guessed a little bit in his heart.

After all, he has the complete inheritance of the medical sage in his mind, and has a general understanding of the journey of martial arts.

Ye Fei clearly understands that in this day and age, although the innate realm is powerful, compared to the way he will go in the future, it is only just getting started.

After a long silence, Ye Fei nodded slightly, then raised his hand to the person in front and said, "Thank you for this battle."

If Wu Song could really wake up, Ye Fei might try his best to fight, but now the spiritual power in his body has stabilized, and it doesn't make any sense to continue fighting with a spiritual body.

"You are kind to our family, so this matter is even." Wu Song looked normal, and after he finished speaking, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes at the same time, and he looked up at Ye Fei in front of him.

At the same time, the phantom of the black snake in the midair disappeared into the air, and the next moment it condensed in front of Wu Song.

At this time, when Wu Song looked at Ye Fei, the expression on his face gradually became serious, and a blue light suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, followed by a circular Teng pattern pattern.

Ye Fei frowned slightly, a look of caution flashed across his face, and at the same time, the mysterious circular pattern appeared at the same time.

"This is." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and at the same time he raised his head to lock on the person in front of him.

Ye Fei had used his innate energy to investigate the Tengtu at the center of his eyebrows before, but what he felt was just a wisp of seals, and there was nothing special about it.

As for how it appeared, he didn't quite understand it for a while, but when he saw Wu Song's actions in front of him, he couldn't help but feel vigilant.

"That's the symbol of our clan's shaman, do you wish to protect our clan forever?" Wu Song looked serious, and the blue light between his brows and Ye Fei's forehead echoed each other, as if some kind of mysterious ceremony.

Ye Fei was stunned, and couldn't help showing a thoughtful look on his face, he didn't quite understand the meaning of the words of the person in front of him.

"Senior, do you want Ye to stay here?" After hesitating for a moment, Ye Fei felt a chill in his eyes.

It is absolutely impossible for him to stay forever. Now that his strength has stepped into the innate, and the trip to the southern border is also higher than Duan Duan, the Jiangdong Ye family is the place that needs his protection.

If this ancestor of the Wu clan forced him to stay, the two of them would inevitably have a life-and-death battle. It was just a wisp of remnant spirit. If they tried their best, it should not be difficult to kill him.

The expression on Wu Song's face remained unchanged. After hearing Ye Fei's words, he shook his head slowly.

"You can leave, but no matter where you are in the future, I hope you can remember that you are the leader of the survivors in the Southern Border Mountain Range." Wu Song took a deep look at Ye Fei and responded in a low voice.

Ye Fei breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that, so he was just a nominal son, so it really didn't hurt him.

The meaning in Wu Song's words is that he just hopes that he can protect the Wu Clan lineage, and does not mean to forcefully keep him.

"It's fine." After thinking about it, Ye Fei agreed in a low voice.

If the Wu Clan in southern Xinjiang encounters any crisis in the future, Ye Fei will not be able to sit idly by. After all, apart from the Saint Clan, most of the people living here are tribal people.

Moreover, the spiritual spring here is a rare opportunity to step into the innate realm. I am afraid that Ye Fei will come again in a short time.

On top of the black stone sculpture, a smile appeared on Wu Song's face. The aura on his body suddenly burst out, and the power in the sculpture under his feet also poured into his spiritual consciousness continuously.

The Tengtu imprint on Wu Song's eyebrows suddenly glowed with blue light, and a terrifying oppressive force swept across the surroundings.

The expression on Ye Fei's face in the mid-air ahead changed slightly, and he could clearly feel that the power erupting from the person in front at this time was far beyond the innate realm.

Before Ye Fei could react, a deep voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"In the imprint of Teng Tu, there is the power of one blow from my heyday. Since you agreed to become the witch master, I will give you a life-saving power." Wu Song still had a serious expression on his face, and at the same time pointed to the center of his brow.

I saw the imprint of Tengtu on the center of this person's eyebrows, floating in mid-air as if it had been forcibly peeled off.

Wu Song looked up at Ye Fei, nodded to him, and then raised his finger to look like the center of his brow. The Tengtu imprint glowing blue was the one who flew forward.

"The power of one blow." Ye Fei took a deep breath, and couldn't help but feel his heart beating fast.

He is well aware of how powerful this ancestor of the holy clan was in his heyday. Although it is only a one-time consumable, looking at the entire Chinese martial arts world, at least in Ye Fei's understanding, it is probably No one can take it.

Before Ye Fei could calm down, Wu Song's voice rang in his ears again.

"Take out your Wind-fixing Bead, this bead is still short of a weapon spirit, this black snake phantom is enough to make this treasure complete." Wu Song's figure at this time was obviously trembling slightly, and it was obvious that the condensed body just now The power of one blow consumes a lot of his spiritual body.

When Ye Fei heard this, without any hesitation, he left and took out the Dingfeng Orb from the storage ring, and put it in his palm.

Not far ahead, the dark black snake phantom suddenly let out a low growl, then wriggled its huge body and meandered towards Ye De.

Just in the blink of an eye, the phantom figure of the black snake shrank suddenly, turning into a ray of black wind, completely blending into the Wind Orb in Ye Fei's hand, and at the same time, the blue light Tengtu imprint in the midair was also related to the black wind. The seals between his brows merged with each other.

"This power." Ye Fei's body trembled, and a blue glow burst out in his eyes.

But it was only for a moment, under his control, the seal between the eyebrows was hidden in the body, and the terrifying oppressive force around him also disappeared.

At this time, in Ye Fei's palm, the Dingfeng Orb also underwent a strange change.

On the surface of the dark and shiny bead, there is a strange black wind surrounding it. The black wind gathers and does not disperse, wrapping the whole bead inside, giving people an extremely mysterious feeling.

"Thank you, Ye Mou will always remember the gift of treasure." Ye Fei withdrew the Wind Bead, then raised his head to look at the person in front of him, raised his arms and clasped a fist at him.

Following his gaze, it can be seen that Wu Song's figure has a vague sense of transparency at this time, and there is a long crack in the black stone sculpture under his feet, as if it will collapse at any time.

"After that I will fall into a deep sleep."

"Ye Fei, all of my clan will be handed over to you from now on." Wu Song seemed to have aged a lot at this time, and after raising his hand to Ye Fei in return, his spiritual body completely dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, the huge black stone sculpture slowly merged into the ground with a tremor of the earth.

After the black stone sculpture completely disappeared, the holy tribe returned to calm, but the tribesmen on the ground still maintained their kneeling state, looking up at Ye Fei in the midair.

"Holy Clan Heisha, pay homage to the witch master." Heisha on the ground was the latest to react, and bowed respectfully to Ye Fei.

"I'll wait. Meet the witch master!"

Following Heisha's voice, all the clansmen in the Holy Tribe also spoke in unison, all showing pious expressions, bowing down to Ye Fei continuously.

In the middle of the air, Ye Fei turned his head and glanced at the ground, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Listening to what Wu Song said, it is obvious that the saint clan and the witch clan in the mountain range are from the same lineage. Now that he has taken over as the witch master, the rules of this place should also be changed.

"From today onwards, you are not allowed to leave the Southern Border Mountains at will."

"Wu and Sheng are born from the same root. If someone dares to be rude to Wu people in the future, Ye will take his life himself."

"Do you have any opinions?" Ye Fei glanced at the crowd, and there was a hint of majesty in his eyes. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by every member of the holy clan.

There were very few people who came here to disturb the mountains in southern Xinjiang. As long as these people don't go out, the Wu Clan will naturally survive forever.

"Follow the shaman's decree, and the people of our clan will not leave the southern border for half a step." Heisha, who was above the ground, was the first to respond.

At the same time, those members of the holy clan did not dare to say anything, and raised their hands and knelt down to Ye Fei.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, with a smile on his face, and then his eyes fell on Heisha's body, a blue light condensed in his palm, and he raised his hand and pointed at the man's brow.

"After Ye Mou leaves, the people of Nanjiang will be under your jurisdiction. Please remember that there should be no disputes between the same people." After Ye Fei melted the blue light into the center of this person's eyebrows, he turned and left without intending to stay here too much.

Looking at the Saint Clan now, only the strength of Heisha is left, which can barely compare with the powerhouses in the Foundation Establishment Realm. It should be no problem to hand over the Southern Border Mountains to this person.

(End of this chapter)