Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Just a bunch of waste people dare to show their teeth to elder martial brother Zhong. Elder martial brother Zhong, we trainee can take care of them without bothering you."

The fat faced guy came forward again and said with a flattering expression.

"OK."

"Then let you clean up these wastes. Elder martial brother, i... play with sister Ning Zhen."

Zhong Ziqi smiled grimly, and Yuan Li burst out one after another under his feet, like a stray arrow, shooting at yuan Ningzhen.

"Call me, as long as you don't kill people!"

The fat faced disciple gave a proud and stuffy roar, and the trainee disciples in the rear stepped forward with a grim smile.

Whoosh!

Just as the two sides were about to go to war, an extremely harsh wind sounded in the air, and a dark shadow flashed and smashed in front of the group of trainee disciples.

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Before they could react, the fat faced disciple who rushed to the front twisted his face like lightning, leaving more than a dozen fingerprints.

"The trainee disciple is just a dog from the outside. He actually aims his fangs at the factotum disciple and wants to bully people?"

With a dull voice falling, they just saw the face of the dark shadow. It was Ye Feng.

"You... Dare you hit me?"

Covering his blood splashing face, the fat faced disciple was shocked and tears came out.

It's the first time he's been beaten by someone so fat.

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Who knows, as soon as the voice fell, three crisp voices sounded again. He didn't even notice how Ye Feng got it. He was slapped three times again.

"How about beating you? Dare to harass me in my factotum building. I'll see you once... Once."

Ye Feng's tone was indifferent. He didn't even look at the fat faced trainee. He looked up at Zhong Ziqi who stopped not far away.

Among these people, only Zhong Ziqi is the strongest.

And he is obviously also the initiator of this incident.

"Garbage, you finally came out? I thought... You were too scared to show up."

Seeing the group of people he brought, his momentum was completely destroyed by Ye Feng. Zhong Ziqi smiled instead of getting angry, and his eyes shone ferocious light.

The purpose of his coming to the factotum building this time is to harass yuan Ningzhen, and the second is to clean up Ye Feng and find the round tower.

"Don't dare to show up? Sorry, with your cultivation of entering the kingdom for the first time, do you think... You deserve it?!"

Ye Feng waved his hand faintly and looked over yuan Ningzhen and others. When he saw that the disciples were only slightly injured, he was relieved.

"Elder martial sister yuan, you all retreat for the time being. Here... Leave it to me."

He threw a reassuring look at Yuan Ning Zhen, and Ye Feng said without paying attention.

"Younger martial brother, are you ok? This shit stirring stick is king territory... Do you want to..."

Although she has seen Ye Feng make a move, Yuan Ning still has no bottom in her heart.

There is a natural moat between the virtual realm and the king realm. Although he had a fight with the inner disciples of Tianyuan sect yesterday, he was stopped by Guan Buyu, so that Yuanning really didn't know the real strength of Ye Feng.

Yuan Ning really means to ask Ye Feng whether to show his identity as a "three grade inscriptionist".

"It's not necessary."

With a slight smile, Ye Feng looked at Zhong Ziqi with a provocative look on his face.

"Don't worry, I can't deal with such rubbish. Isn't my name the first star city worthy of the name?"

"Ha, ha ha... It's really boastful. I've rarely seen such arrogant factotum as you over the years. It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin..."

For the first time, he was called garbage. Zhong Ziqi showed some killing intention in his eyes, but his voice was unusually calm.

"Hehe, even if you hand in the spirit stone, I'm afraid it will only fall into the hands of the inner disciples related to you?"

He dusted his sleeve in his spare time, and Ye Feng asked.

"Yes, to tell you the truth, turning in the spirit stone is the meaning of the elite disciples of the inner sect. If you still want to work in Diyuan sect, you know what to do."

"How about this? You and I will fight alone. If you win, we will not only hand in the spirit stone, but also give up the cultivation round tower, and even the sect Taoist talisman on me can belong to you." Ye Feng smiled.

Zhong Ziqi's eyes lit up when he mentioned the Taoist symbols of zongmen.

Needless to say, there are only a few dozen people qualified for such a large Diyuan sect.

As an outsider, unless he spends a huge price, he can get a sect Taoist talisman.

Now the fool is going to give in, doesn't it excite him?

"OK! What if you win?" in a hurry, he hurried to ask.

"If I win, you'll take these garbage and go away. In addition, sweep the door and sweep the floor for us for a month, okay?"

Ye Feng timely threw out the bait.

Now, what he needs most is Liwei. Only by eliminating the harassment of flies in the outer yard can he devote himself to cultivation.

Otherwise, you will be bored to death if you deal with them every three or five times.

"Elder martial brother... Promised!"

Zhong Ziqi agreed without thinking at all. In fact, no matter what conditions Ye Feng put forward, they are the same for him, because he has absolute confidence in himself and feels that he can't lose to a level 4 worker disciple.

"Younger martial brother ye, you can't..."

Even though Ye Feng's face was light, yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others behind him were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

In their view, this move... Is tantamount to giving the sect door talisman to each other.

And it will also encourage the arrogance of Zhong Ziqi's excrement stirring stick. At that time, people who are only afraid to sweep the floor will be even more difficult to move

"It's late, you all step back!"

Zhong Ziqi gave a big drink. For fear that Ye Feng would repent, he withdrew all the trainee disciples on the spot and gave up an open space of about tens of feet in the middle.

"By the way, please don't spread anything about today's affairs, so as not to lead to the punishment of the sect."

Walking slowly to the center of the field, Ye Feng suddenly said again.

"Hey, hey, don't worry. Naturally, it won't be spread out, and you can't ask the elder to intervene afterwards. Whoever violates the promise is a son of a bitch..."

Zhong Ziqi almost laughed.

There's no problem if there is friendship and competition in the sect, but gathering people for private fighting will lead to heavy punishment from the elders. Ye Feng's words are tantamount to cutting off all the retreat of the sweeping door and swallowing a dumb loss