The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 679 Fire Cloud Peak

At this moment, Master Yi Yun couldn't help but stare at his son, and Yi Bufan forcibly held back what he was about to say.

In the midair of Jianshan Mountain in South China, Ye Fei smiled faintly, looked up at the person in front, and then politely raised his hand in return.

"Master Yi Yun, you're doing well these days." While raising his hands and cupping his fists, Ye Fei said slowly with the same smile on his face.

The ancestor of Jianshan in South China, his strength has reached the peak of Yuanying's mid-stage, and his combat power is comparable to that of Yuanying's late stage. His own strength is self-evident.

The relationship between Huaxia Yinmen and Ye Fei has always been tense, and the father and son in front of him are his few friends.

"Patriarch Lao Ye is concerned, and everything is fine, old man."

"In the past few days, Patriarch Ye has not been in China?" Master Yi Yun took a deep look at Ye Fei at this time, and the expression on his face seemed to be changing.

Following the end of the battle in mid-air and Yi Yun's words, most of the disciples of South China Sword Mountain below slowly came to their senses, and their eyes were all focused on Ye Fei.

"Ye, Patriarch Ye, he is Ye Fei, the master of East China."

"It's actually him... No wonder Sect Master Yi is not the opponent."

"I'm waiting for the younger generation, and I have met Patriarch Ye!"

On the mountain range below, the disciples of South China Sword Mountain raised their hands one after another, with respectful expressions on their faces, and bowed to the midair.

In mid-air, after Ye Fei heard Master Yi Yun's words, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"For more than two months, Ye has been staying overseas." Ye Fei took a deep breath, did not hide anything, and responded directly.

Master Yi Yun in front of him couldn't help showing a serious expression when he heard this, and fell into silence for a while.

After a long silence, Master Yi Yun said here, "Patriarch Ye, I have a question, that Xu Xiyi, a disciple of the Fire Worship Sect's generation, died at your hands."

As soon as this remark came out, Ye Fei was stunned, and the expression on his face became a little dignified at the same time.

There is no doubt that Xu Xiyi died at his hands, but Ling Yushuang of Kunlun has already returned to China. With this woman as a witness, this incident should not cause anything.

But seeing the expression on Master Yi Yun's face now, it was obvious that things were not as simple as Ye Fei thought.

"This person was indeed beheaded by Ye Mou's sword, but..." After Ye Fei finished speaking, he briefly told the person in front of him about his trip to the western martial arts world.

All the first-class hidden sects in Huaxia have received information about this matter before, but the details are not very clear. Although the strength of Jianshan in South China is good, Kunlun did not explain this matter in detail.

"This old man has heard a little about it..."

"The Holy See has temporarily given up on the idea of ​​attacking the Chinese martial arts world. Patriarch Ye has really contributed a lot this time."

"But Xu Xiyi, after all, is the arrogance of the Fire Worship Cult generation. Patriarch Ye should bring him back to China and hand it over to the Fire Worship Cult for internal handling."

Master Yi Yun spoke again and again, but at this moment his words seemed to be earnest.

The Fire Worship Sect is one of the top hidden sects in China. It can be said that it was named after the Kunlun Snow Region. Xu Xiyi's identity is self-evident. How can the Fire Worship Sect let it go.

"Then Xu Xiyi is determined to put Ye to death. If he doesn't kill this person, Ye may not be able to return to Huaxia." Ye Fei's eyes flashed coldly, and he looked at the person in front of him and said in a deep voice.

The expression on Master Yi Yun's face changed. After pondering for a while, he spoke again: "Although that's the case, if the overall situation is the top priority, then Xu Xiyi is an elite disciple of the Fire Worship Sect. Patriarch Ye's move is a bit unwise."

The Fire Worship Sect is in the hidden sect of Huaxia, but they are notoriously protecting their weaknesses. If it were someone else, they would never dare to kill Xu Xiyi at will.

Ye Fei is not a member of the hidden sect, he has always acted like this, people will not offend me, I will not offend others, let alone Xu Xiyi, even if he is from Kunlun, if he wants to plot against him, he will still kill him.

"Ms. Ye has not been in Huaxia for more than two months, has something happened in the Huaxia martial arts world?"

"I hope Master Yi Yun will inform you in real time." Ye Fei then raised his hands and cupped his fists again, looked at the person in front of him and said in a low voice.

If everything is normal, there is no need for the person in the eyes to talk nonsense with him, and the bad premonition in Ye Fei's heart also became more and more intense at this time.

In the air ahead, Master Yi Yun couldn't help but took a deep breath and let out a low sigh when he heard the words.

"Xu Xiyi's incident caused quite a stir in Huaxia Yinmen. Although Kunlun has mediated in it, but the Fire Worship Cult still requires you, the Ye family, to give an explanation."

Master Yi Yun couldn't help but paused as he spoke, and then he spoke again: "Half a month ago, the peak master of the Fire Worship Cult who was in charge of criminal law visited your Jiangdong Ye family in person."

Regarding Ye Fei in front of him, Master Yi Yun did not hide anything at the moment.

It's just that after he finished speaking, the air around him obviously became a little chilly, and an invisible sense of chill spread out in all directions centered on Ye Fei.

"Zoroastrianism……"

"Master Yi Yun, does the peak master in charge of criminal law have such strength?" The chill on Ye Fei's face grew a little bit, and he quickly asked again in a low voice.

Master Yi Yun nodded slightly, and responded in a low voice: "This person's name is Huo Yunfeng, and he has the peak strength of the late Nascent Soul. Rumor has it that if he fights with all his strength, he can fight against the seniors in the supernatural realm."

The strength of the Fire Worship Sect is really good. Almost all those who have reached the peak master level have the strength of the late Nascent Soul, and they have acquaintances with the snowy envoys of the Kunlun Snowy Region.

"Thank you for letting me know!"

"Ms. Ye has something to do, please leave first." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and he was in no mood to stay here at this moment.

After all, before the person in front of him could respond, Ye Fei's figure had disappeared in place.

Master Yi Yun wanted to say something else, but after seeing Ye Fei leave, he couldn't help shaking his head lightly, with a complicated expression on his face, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Father, brother Ye..." Yi Bufan's reaction arc seemed a little slow, and he looked at the direction Ye Fei was leaving with a slightly dazed expression on his face.

"Stinky boy, don't cause trouble for me in the future, is Ye Fei someone you can fight with?"

"In the Ice God Ruins, this son relied on the strength of the Golden Core Stage to kill dozens of Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses in a row. Now that he has stepped into the Nascent Soul, his combat power may already be able to compete with the Tongshen."

Master Yi Yun snorted, glanced at his son, and then turned around and disappeared into midair, too lazy to talk nonsense.

"Zhan, the god of war?" Yi Bufan's face showed disbelief, and after he was stunned for a while, his eyes suddenly showed determination, and an invisible fighting spirit permeated the whole body of this person.

"Ye Fei, one day Yi will be able to fight you head-on."

"This is Yi Bufan's martial art." Yi Bufan lightly clenched his fists, with an indescribable persistence in his eyes.

It seems that at this moment, he has determined the ultimate goal of his life. At this time, Yi Bufan doesn't know how much his decision at this time has affected his martial arts path.

A hundred years later, there will be a real sword fairy in the Chinese martial arts world.

At this time, Ye Fei was traveling in a teleport, rushing back to Jiangdong at an extremely fast speed, and the matter of Jianshan in South China had already been left behind by him.

Although the technique of teleportation is powerful, it can be said to be directly proportional to its own strength. Ye Fei is now in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and the distance of each teleportation is not too far.

But compared to flying through the air, the speed is much faster.

"I'm back." Huaxia Jiangdong City, in mid-air at this time, Ye Fei's figure suddenly appeared.

The moment it appeared, it disappeared again, and when it reappeared the next moment, it was already standing in front of the Ye Family Manor.

Sweeping with spiritual consciousness, Ye Fei frowned slightly, and stepped into the manor at the same time.

Without any hesitation, after entering the Ye Family Manor, Ye Fei stepped into the backyard, looked up at the Sumeru Space in front of him, and disappeared in place at the same time.

In the backyard of the Ye Family, in Xumi Space, when Ye Fei appeared, he was standing in the sky above Yemen.

In the back mountain of Yemen, on a small hillside, a man with a strong figure and a slightly heavy face was sitting at the moment, with a haggard look on his face, and hundreds of empty wine bottles were randomly placed around him.

"Stinky Taoist priest, Lord Tiger...I miss you."

This person is undoubtedly Cui Hu. While he was whispering, a blue light flickered in his palm when he raised his hand, and a wooden sword made of green wood appeared in his palm, and the aura on it had long since disappeared.

After finishing speaking, Cui Hu sighed, grabbed a wine bottle casually, and drank the wine in the bottle.

"Brother Hu, you need to cheer up. Aoki has left, and Yemen needs you now." Not far behind the small hillside, a woman in a white gauze tight skirt came slowly at this moment.

Not far ahead, Cui Hu didn't seem to hear Anna's words, but just shook his head in self-concern, and looked up into the distance from time to time, his eyes full of sadness.

Not far in front of the two, on the edge of the hillside, there is a tombstone standing at this moment.

In the middle of the sky at this time, Ye Fei paused, a chill appeared in his eyes, and the aura on his body burst out suddenly, covering the entire Sumeru space almost instantly.

On the hillside below, Cui Hu and Anna felt the breath almost at the same time, and they both turned around suddenly.

"Master Ye!"

"Lord Ye."

Before the two of them finished speaking, Ye Fei's figure approached, and the next moment he appeared in front of the hillside. His eyes couldn't help trembling slightly, and his eyes focused on the tombstone in front of him.
In an instant, a monstrous killing intent emerged from Ye Fei's body.

Since he stepped into the world of martial arts, no matter how strong his own strength has become, the members of the Ye family are undoubtedly the most important in Ye Fei's heart, and Taoist Aoki can almost be said to be the first to follow Ye Fei besides Cui Hu of.

He just left for just over two months, and when he returned to Ye's house, Aoki had already passed away, leaving only a pile of loess in front of him.

(End of this chapter)