Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Qiu Langjun roared fiercely in his heart, but he looked calm on the surface. Instead, he opened his mouth to comfort xianyun'er. "Yun'er, this is the door rule. I really can't help it."

Xianyun'er is not the Deacon's opponent at all. At the moment, she is entangled. Listening to what Qiu Langjun said, she can't help looking at Ye Feng sadly.

"He is the only one who is willing to stand out for me, but when he is dying, I can't do anything but watch..."

Xianyun'er never thought that Ye Feng could survive from Liu Jiu. After all, Liu Jiu is not as good as himself, but also a three-star practitioner, which is far from being comparable to ordinary people.

Ye Feng can't even cope with ordinary people. How can he stop Liu Jiu, a three-star practitioner.

Watching Liu Jiu rush to Ye Feng and stab out the green wood sword with a ferocious smile, Qiu Langjun flashed a trace of pleasure at the bottom of his eyes, "how dare you shout with me, this is your end!"

But next, Qiu Langjun's face suddenly froze, and his pupils shrunk, revealing a trace of disbelief.

The green wood sword was three inches in front of Ye Feng. There was clearly air in the middle, but the green wood sword seemed to stab steel, making a harsh sound, and the sword body trembled endlessly.

"How possible!"

Liu Jiu looked at Ye Feng in disbelief. He had a sharp pain in his arm. It was the anti shock force from Qingmu sword.

The next moment, under Liu Jiu's startled gaze, the green wood sword crashed into pieces.

"Too weak."

Ye Feng looked sideways, like looking at an ant that can be trampled to death at any time, and raised his arm with a slight wave.

"Buzz!"

The void rippled, and a powerful and irresistible terrible force instantly bombarded Liu Jiu.

"Poof!"

Liu Jiu took a mouthful of blood and stared round. He almost bounced out of his eyes. His body bent like a shrimp and flew upside down, knocking down the wall of the city master's house.

"Ah..."

A weak groan came. Under the collapsed rubble, Liu Jiu's dusty head could be seen. He stared at Ye Feng with both eyes, as if he wanted to kill Ye Feng with his eyes.

With just one blow, Liu Jiu was hit hard by Ye Feng, and his bones and meridians were broken. His vitality passed at a high speed. Under such an injury, it was difficult to cure the medicine stone and he would die!

"What's going on? What happened? What's the origin of this guy!"

Qiu Langjun hasn't recovered from the shock at the moment. Obviously, he didn't see Ye Feng perform any magic skills, but Liu Jiu was hurt out of thin air and even couldn't survive. What strange means is this.

"Soul star cultivator..."

Only then did the white coat deacon help Wutong to help Ye Feng, his eyes were full of surprises. There was no one in the soul star's repair, and thousands of years were hard to meet.

The black deacon beside Qiu Langjun looked at the white deacon. They looked at each other and were excited.

Soul star practitioners are rare and powerful, but the most important thing is not these two points, but that soul star practitioners can refine magic weapons and spells in terms of gods and souls.

The precious and expensive notes spread thousands of miles can resist the attack of gods and spirits, protect the gods and spirits and resist the demons. These are the works of soul star practitioners.

The ten main gates of the great virtual domain accumulated strength and wealth by selling magic weapons of divine soldiers, and finally became the first Wanbao gate. It is precisely because there is a five-star soul cultivation in the Wanbao gate.

This soul cultivation is the foundation of Wanbao gate and the cash cow of Wanbao gate. His refined notes and jade pendant for protecting God are popular in the whole disordered world.

If Jupiter school can have a soul cultivation, it can be said to soar to the sky. It is uncertain that it can become a super bulk like Wanbao gate, or even surpass Wanbao gate!

Therefore, seeing that Ye Feng is a soul repair, the deacons in black and white are simply excited and can't help singing a song.

Xianyun'er's eyes are complicated. She knows that the voice in the sea is not auditory hallucination. Ye Feng is really a soul repair. I'm afraid she is also a three-star soul repair.

What is the drop from the clouds, the mysterious guy who is dying? What coincidence does he have in the city of Wutong? Is it coincidence or is it a plot?

Xianyun'er kept thinking in her heart, but anyway, she thanked Ye Feng for being willing to stand up at this moment.

Unfortunately, Liu Jiu is just a disciple of Jupiter sect. The strength of Jupiter sect is very terrible. Ye Feng can't resist even if he is a soul cultivation.

Just the two deacons around Qiu Langjun are all five-star wood repair. How can Ye Feng stop such existence.

The people of the city of Wutong, however, could not see the details of Ye Feng. At the moment, the colors of panic and fear were coming out.

There are many people who have scolded Ye Feng before, and they are trembling with fear that Ye Feng will settle accounts with them.

It can be said that Gods fight and mortals suffer. These people are bitter. You said you were also a fairy. How dare we offend you?

No matter Ye Feng or Liu Jiu, their means are no different from those of immortals in the eyes of the people. They are all immortal masters. It's as simple as killing mole ants to crush themselves.

"Ye Feng, you go quickly. It's none of your business here!"

At this time, xianyun'er couldn't help shouting to Ye Feng. She knew very well that Ye Feng had exposed his soul repair identity, but he didn't have the strength to protect himself. The Jupiter faction would never let go of this sweet cake. If he fell into the hands of the Jupiter faction, Ye Feng would be miserable.

"Hehe, I won't go."

Ye Feng looked at xianyun'er and smiled softly. Then he looked hard and stared at Qiu Langjun. "No one wants to hurt you with me here!"

"What a big breath!"

Qiu Langjun's killing intention is boiling. Ye Feng has repeatedly provoked him. He really thinks that Qiu Langjun is kneaded by mud. He is the son of three elders of Jupiter sect and the superior human immortal teacher!

"Deacon Wang Wu, Deacon Li Chen, take this bastard down for me. I want him to know that the majesty of Jupiter sect cannot be violated!"

Qiu Langjun looked at the two deacons and said in a cold voice.

"Don't worry, he can't escape."

Deacon Wang Wu in black grinned and his eyes showed greed. Although Ye Feng was a soul repair, his strength was too weak. Wang wugen didn't pay attention to him.

On the contrary, such a weak soul cultivator is best suited to capture Jupiter sect and use it as a machine for making spells and magic weapons. He doesn't have to worry about Ye Feng's ability to resist day and night.

Deacon Li Chen in white also thinks so. If Ye Feng is a five-star soul cultivation, they must politely invite Ye Feng to be a guest of Jupiter, but a three-star soul cultivation, I'm sorry, you can only be a slave of Jupiter, a diligent money making machine!

"Boy, come here!"

Wang Wu smiled proudly and suddenly stretched out his hand to Ye Feng. He saw the vast green wood starlight sweeping out, just like a bright star river covering Ye Feng.