The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 842 Fate Bottleneck
"Really? I want to see and see." Ye Fei smiled lightly, since he came, how could he leave so easily.

Just now when he was investigating with his spiritual sense, he discovered that there seemed to be a Sumeru formation under the mansion.

Ye Fei didn't feel the aura of Jianyi in the Kendo Hall. This person should be in that strange formation, and there may be something hidden there, maybe there is a spirit hidden in it, and it is not yet known.

Underground of the mansion, within the Xumi space.

It was a secluded upper valley, with streams flowing down the stone walls above it, surrounded by flowers and shrubs, and the aura in the air was obviously much richer than the outside world.

In the deepest part of the upper valley, under the huge stone wall, an old man with half-white hair was sitting cross-legged at the moment.

The person's eyes were slightly closed, and a huge golden tripod was sitting under him. The spiritual energy in the tripod continuously washed over the old man's figure, and his whole body exuded a sense of speechlessness.

"He is here." On the top of the golden cauldron, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light burst out from his eyes.

In the mid-air ahead, a faint light flashed, a pure black long knife suddenly hovered in front of the old man, and at the same time, the entire Sumeru space trembled suddenly.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" In the valley ahead, a handsome young man in Tsing Yi who looked to be in his early twenties ran towards him from a distance with a puzzled look on his face.

He has practiced here for decades, and the sudden vibration of the upper valley has never happened before.

On the huge golden cauldron in front of him, the old man stood up slowly, his eyes were full of fighting intent at this moment, and the black long knife in front of him was integrated into his body at the same time.

After only a moment, the breath on the old man's body suddenly calmed down a lot, and he raised his head to look at the young man in front of him.

"Kawahara, today, the teacher has a battle, so you must meet him in person."

"This is a battle of destiny. The teacher lost last time. The ending may be different this time, but if the teacher loses again, the kendo gym can only be handed over to you from now on." Like electricity pierces the heart.

In the upper valley ahead, the young man in Tsing Yi's expression changed drastically when he heard this.

"Teacher, how could you lose?" In the heart of this young man, his teacher is undoubtedly the strongest person in the martial arts world.

The chief curator of the country's Kendo gym, and the recognized number one expert in the country's martial arts circle, this person is undoubtedly Jian Yi.

Ever since Jian Yi was defeated at the Huaxia Martial Arts Conference last time, he returned to the Kendo Hall and spent almost all his time on cultivation, because Jian Yi knew in his heart that he and Ye Fei were destined to have another battle .

If he wins this battle, his kendo will break through the bottleneck and reach an unprecedented height.

But if it is defeated, life can be said to be over.

"The teacher won't lose."

"Kawahara, if the teacher loses, you can't find revenge on that person. From now on, the Budokan will be closed, and you must not participate in the affairs of the Eastern and Western martial arts circles!" Jian Yi's expression was extremely serious, staring at him. The person spoke word by word.

"Disciple takes orders." The young man in Tsing Yi didn't dare to say much at this moment, he quickly knelt down on the ground, and bowed respectfully to the person in front of him.

Below the stone wall, on the golden giant cauldron, Jian nodded slightly when he saw this scene, a smile flashed across his face, but he restrained it quickly.

In the next moment, a flash of light flashed in Jian's eyes, and he sat cross-legged again.

I saw the momentum on this person soared, and a gloomy light rushed out of his body. It was that strange black long knife. After circling for a while, it turned into an incarnation outside the body.

On the giant golden cauldron, as soon as the sword closed its eyes and raised its hand, the avatar in front of it flickered and disappeared.

In the front yard of the mansion, Ye Fei felt the fierce force rising from the back of the mansion almost at the same moment.

"Jian Yi, long time no see." Ye Fei smiled lightly, then walked forward slowly.

"Bold!"

"Huaxia people, who gave you the courage to call the chief curator by name." In front of the lobby, the men in black were already ready to go.

Seeing Ye Fei approaching at this moment, the man in black at the head suddenly jumped up at the same moment.

The few people left behind pulled out their long swords at the same time, and the vertical and horizontal sword energy instantly filled the mid-air in the front yard of the mansion. The five people in front shot at the same time, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

After the Lingbi of the South China Sea, not only the Chinese martial arts world, but also the overall strength of martial arts in surrounding countries has improved a lot.

"Ye Fei, be careful." Zhu Hong said subconsciously, and the flame of Suzaku condensed in her palm at the same time.

She could sense that the strength of the first few people was far superior to hers, at least they had reached their innate strength, and it would be difficult for the five of them to attack at the same time, relying on Ye Fei's strength alone.

In front of the lobby ahead, the member of the Tuyu clan sneaked into the mansion while taking advantage of the chaos.

The people in the Budokan, he didn't know if they could stop that Chinese man, but the one hidden in the mansion would definitely be able to easily defeat this man, which Doichiro firmly believed in.

In the front yard of the mansion, in mid-air, the fierce sword glow of martial arts seemed to cut through the sky at this moment.

Ye Fei's eyes were calm, his figure didn't take half a step back, and the expression on his face didn't change much, but at this moment behind him, Zhu Hong shot almost instantly.

"Fenhai." A soft shout came.

The temperature in the surrounding air increased several times in an instant.

The aura on Zhu Hong's body was like a rainbow, and what Suzaku Yan used in her palm was already extremely proficient. Although her strength had not reached the innate level, her own combat power was not inferior to the innate powerhouse.

"Hmph, the despicable race is so stupid, even a small foundation building dares to block me!" The black-clothed warrior in the lead had a look of disdain at the moment, and at the same time let out a cold snort, his figure did not back down halfway step.

His speed was extremely fast, he crossed the sea of ​​flames in an instant, and then he slashed down suddenly.

With the strength of this blow, with Zhu Hong's strength, if she resisted forcefully, she would probably not die or be disabled.

"Singing..." At this critical moment, Zhu Hong's face showed a serious expression, there was no fear in her eyes, and an inextinguishable flame ignited all over her body.

"Ming." A long cry pierced the air.

This matter is the secret art inherited from the Zhu family, and its power is extremely extraordinary. After being taught by Ye Fei last time, Zhu Hong slowly comprehended this type of Taoism, and now it is displayed, almost as good as Ye Fei before.

"Boom, boom!" There was an ear-shattering muffled sound in the middle of the front yard, sweeping in all directions.

The invisible counter-shock force caused waves of sound. Under this blow, Zhu Hong relied on the power of the foundation establishment to forcibly block that terrifying knife.

The black-clothed man who was leading in the front was knocked back a few steps, and his face looked a little ugly.

"Damn it, let's go together and capture that Chinese woman alive." The black-clothed warrior in the lead was obviously very angry at the moment. It was the first time he had suffered such a big loss since he stepped into the martial arts world.

As the person spoke, the four people behind rushed out of the flames at the same time.

"Drink!" The four of them spoke in unison, uttered a loud shout, and cut out four terrifying sword lights in succession.

Ye Fei, who had not made a move at this moment, suddenly took a step forward, his eyes flickered, and at this moment he slowly raised his arm, and an invisible force of repulsion swept across the mansion in an instant.

In the mid-air ahead, the four sharp sword glows and the five black-clothed warriors were rigidly fixed in place.

"Next, leave it to me." Ye Fei turned his head to look at Zhu Hong, nodded slightly to him.

Zhu Hong in the back was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but take a deep look at Ye Fei.

After seeing him easily block the people in front of her, Zhu Hong had some guesses about the strength of the people in front of her.

"Dan Qi, this should undoubtedly be Dan Qi." A gleam flashed in Zhu Hong's eyes. Although her strength is not strong, it is only compared with Ye Fei. In the Yinlong base, she can be said to be a very strong existence .

Above the innate realm is the Golden Core Dao.

Martial cultivators who have entered this level will cultivate elixir in their bodies. In front of this force, everyone under the golden elixir is an ant.

"Be careful..." Zhu Hong pondered for a while, and at the same time she took two steps back.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, then raised his head and looked forward, their eyes fell on the mid-air ahead, and the five black-clothed warriors who were restricted in stature could not help but flash a cold light in their eyes.

"How dare you repeat what you said just now." Ye Fei's voice was cold, his eyes focused on the leader of the warrior in black.

The pupils of the black-clothed warrior shrunk slightly at this moment, and cold sweat broke out from everyone's backs.

These people are not weak in their own strength, even facing Master Jianyi, they have never been so afraid.

"Hua, from Huaxia, Master Jianyi is in the mansion."

"You...you'd better not mess around." The leader of the black-clothed warrior, his voice trembling at the moment, stared at Ye Fei and gritted his teeth and said.

Their arrogance just now is not without reason. This is the headquarters of the Kendo Academy, and there are countless strong people in the palace, and there is even Master Jianyi in charge, so naturally they will not be afraid of anyone.

But at this moment, the black-clothed warrior realized that they were not at the same level as the Chinese man in front of him.

"You guys, you can go die." Ye Fei's eyes surged with murderous intent, his whole body froze, and the majestic spiritual power of the late Nascent Soul surged out instantly.

The next moment, a terrifying coercive force swept over the mansion.

Before the five black-clothed warriors could say anything, their bodies were directly shattered, and their breath was not left behind.

Ye Fei looked as usual, turned his head and glanced at Zhu Hong, and after nodding his head again, he immediately moved forward.

Zhu Hong, who was behind, was extremely shocked. She didn't dare to say anything at the moment, and hurriedly followed behind Ye Fei.

The two walked forward and quickly passed through the front yard. The movement of the battle just now also attracted the attention of the disciples in the mansion. Immediately dozens of people rushed out from the inner yard and surrounded them.

(End of this chapter)