The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 802 Spirit Arrow Kills Wolf

In the jungle, the hunters of the tribe all turned their heads in unison at this time, and their eyes all fell on Ye Fei.

Among the crowd, a gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and the invisible spiritual power surged out of his body, emitting a faint halo, which merged into the short bow in his hand.

"Sickness." With a low shout, the arrow pierced through the air.

The bone arrow, which was originally ordinary, exudes a wordless momentum at this moment, spinning and galloping in mid-air.

"Hoho..." Not far in front of him, the Silver Wolf King let out a low growl. That huge figure suddenly jumped up, and at this moment, he did not retreat and counterattacked.

"Boom!" There was an ear-shattering muffled sound, and the glowing bone arrow stabbed firmly into the wolf king's body, and at the same time, a terrifying spiritual power burst out from the arrow.

The Silver Wolf King wailed, and fell straight from mid-air, hitting the flat bottom below, sending out a tremor.

The gray leopard wolves around had a strange light flashing in their pupils at this time, looking at the lying wolf king ahead, they all retreated backward in unison, and quickly disappeared into the bushes.

"Who am I?" Ye Fei couldn't help murmuring while holding a short bow.

After a moment of silence, he put the short bow behind his back, raised his head and looked forward, his eyes fell on the dead wolf king, and his eyes couldn't help showing confusion.

"Ye Fei...you." Uncle Wang Jian looked shocked at this moment, looking at the scene in front of him, he was speechless for a while.

As for the surrounding Orion Gates, they looked at Ye Fei with a look of panic in their eyes at this time, and they subconsciously took two steps back to keep their bodies away from the young man in the center of the crowd.

At this moment, the arrow fired by this young man in the tribe had already terrified them.

"Oh, I'm Ye Fei." Among the crowd, Ye Fei suddenly smiled lightly, the confusion in his eyes faded, and he regained his former sense of determination.

I saw him slowly raising his arm, trying to gather his spiritual power, but he found that there was almost no difference between him and an ordinary person at this moment, not to mention spiritual power, he couldn't even feel the power of Qi and blood.

After some attempts, Ye Fei shook his head slightly, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky.

In his eyes, there was a flash of light, as if penetrating the sky. At the end of the sky, he vaguely saw a towering ancient tree, a man in green clothes, holding a jade jug in his hand. Sit under a tree and drink.

"Ye, Ye Fei, are you okay?" An anxious voice came from next to my ear, pulling Ye Fei's thoughts back to the present world.

In the same jungle mountain range, the Orion in the tribe, under the command of Uncle Wang Jian, began to divide the Silver Wolf King.

At this time, Ye Fei was still standing there blankly, until Uncle Wang Jian walked over slowly and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

"Uncle Wang, it's getting late, let's go back to the tribe." Ye Fei smiled, and now he returned to his usual appearance, looked up at the person in front of him and said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Wang Jian nodded and said, "Well, this wolf king is big enough to consume the tribe's meat for half a month."

In the open space in the center of the jungle, after the Orion Gate in the tribe divided the body of the Silver Wolf King, everyone filled half of the cloth bags in their hands, and everyone couldn't help but smile on their faces.

Perhaps because of the rich harvest, the hunters in the tribe, compared to just now, were significantly less wary of Ye Fei.

"Ye Fei, your arrow is really accurate, and you will definitely become the best hunter in our tribe in the future."

"Yeah, not only accurate, but also powerful."

"I'll teach my Er Gouzi later on. Every time that bastard says he wants to hunt in the mountains, he always runs away without a trace..."

Orion Gate of the tribe, with a peaceful smile on his face, couldn't help but speak at this moment.

Uncle Wang Jian, who was on the side, also walked up the mountain at this time, and patted Ye Fei on the shoulder again, with a look of approval on his face at the same time.

Among the crowd, Ye Fei smiled and nodded politely. At the same time, he didn't say anything more, but silently followed behind the crowd, and the group walked towards the tribe.

The branches and leaves of the ancient trees in the jungle cover the afterglow of the setting sun, and the night always comes earlier.

Time passed for a long time, until there was no orange light falling in the gaps between the branches and leaves of the ancient trees above, and the night completely covered the sky. The hunters of the tribe walked out of the mountains at the same time.

Everyone's face was filled with harvested smiles, and they couldn't wait to walk into the tribe.

"The moonlight here is beautiful." Ye Fei stopped and slowly raised his head to look at the night sky.

The tribe in the mountain range seemed to be a place favored by God. The bright moonlight fell from the sky without any cover, covering the tribe with a layer of silver light.

"Boy Ye, what are you thinking, let's go, your sister is still waiting for your safe return." Uncle Wang Jian laughed, glanced at Ye Fei, and said loudly.

After all, the group of people laughed and slowly approached the tribe. According to the customs of the tribe, even though it was getting late at this moment, the women in the tribe should still be waiting anxiously in front of the gate.

Going into the mountains to hunt, after all, is not a small risk. The men in their family have not returned home yet, so the anxiety in their hearts can be imagined.

"Sister...Mu Xi." Ye Fei murmured, without saying anything, and walked forward with the crowd.

As the hunters approached the tribe slowly, there was a clear smell of blood in the air, and the gate of the tribe, which should have been extremely lively, seemed a little quiet at the moment.

Ye Fei stopped slowly, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and a feeling of depression rose in his heart for some reason.

Not far ahead, there was a faint flash of fire. As the crowd approached, the expressions on the faces of the hunters changed almost instantly, and then they rushed towards the tribe like crazy.

The fire became more and more powerful, and the entire mountain tribe and all the buildings seemed to be ignited suddenly at this moment.

The screams and cries continued to echo in the tribe. At this time, the ground was already full of corpses. These people had no life, but they were not burned to death.

As if killed by a single blow by some force, the flames burned only those corpses that had already died.

"Brother, brother, save me!" At the center of the tribe, a girl wearing a flowered fur hat who looked about eight or nine years old was crawling on the ground with pain on her face.

The fire at the side spread to the girl, and her originally clear eyes were now blood-colored and extremely cloudy.

"Ye Fei, hurry up and save your sister..." Uncle Wang Jian's voice rang in Ye Fei's ear at the same time.

The hunters swarmed up and tried their best to put out the fire, but the effect was minimal. Every second, tribe members fell down, and the breath of death gradually enveloped the entire tribe.

In front of the gate of the tribe, Ye Fei didn't move at all. He looked at everything in front of him, and his face couldn't help showing a thoughtful expression.

"Help me, I'm Xiaofeng."

"Daddy!" In the flames of the tribe, there was a simple and beautiful girl in light-colored civilian clothes.

She had already fallen on the ground at this time, her right leg was broken for some reason, and her complexion was distorted by the severe pain, and she was crawling forward with difficulty at this moment.

"Ye Fei, what are you doing? He's Xiaofeng!" Uncle Wang Jian's angry voice came.

At this moment, Ye Fei remained motionless in front of the gate of the tribe. After thinking for a long time, he raised his head and glanced at the sky, the expression on his face was hard to fathom.

In the tribe, the fire continued to spread, and most of the tribe had died.

In the surrounding air, the breath of death became more and more intense, entrenched over the tribe, gathering at this moment but not dispersing, forming an invisible black vortex, which looked extremely strange.

In front of the gate of the tribe, Ye Fei's face was as usual. At this time, he slowly raised his arms and slowly clenched his palms into fists.

"Mu Feng, I want Ye to save them and return my spiritual power." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and he whispered.

As the words fell, there seemed to be a breeze blowing over the tribe at this moment.

Ye Fei's clenched fists glowed with aura at this moment, and the aura on his body suddenly exploded. The spiritual power belonging to a strong man in the mid-Yuanying period returned to his body at this moment.

"Ice Realm, Feng." Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and when he raised his hand, a stream of ice mist shot out from his fingertips.

The temperature in the surrounding air plummeted, and the raging fires burning in the tribe were almost instantly frozen and destroyed. The transparent ice crystals on the ground, at this moment, shone with a beautiful halo under the reflection of the moonlight.

At this moment, it seems that the whole world has become quiet.

In the tribe in front, those ordinary Orion clansmen left behind all showed horror in their eyes at this moment, and looked around in a daze, obviously not recovering for a while.

"Enough, Ye Mou is not interested in your affairs."

"Open the fantasy world, or I will destroy this place with my own hands..." Ye Fei's face showed indifference, and at this time his figure stepped into the air.

At this moment, Ye Fei has recovered his own consciousness. He doesn't remember how he fell into this fantasy world, but when he was in the mountains and forests just now, he has already seen through everything here.

The tribal people mourned, Mu Xi's death, and the woman named Xiaofeng, when these people died, Ye Fei would feel a sharp pain in his heart inexplicably.

If it is an ordinary Nascent Soul martial artist, even if he wakes up for a while, he will be brought back into the fantasy world by his own feeling afterwards.

But Ye Fei is completely different. The exercises he cultivates condense the power of thunder. This power has a natural restraint effect on all illusions and evil things. He only needs a moment of clarity to stop will be trapped in the illusion.

"Ye Fei, what are you talking about, are you crazy?" In the tribe ahead, Uncle Wang Jian was holding a bone knife at this moment, his eyes were full of anger at the moment, and he was staring at Ye Fei in front of him.

(End of this chapter)