The atmosphere in the underground cave suddenly became tight.

Ye Feng has heard that at least dozens of people are quietly moving here. They all deliberately suppress their breathing, but their heartbeats are still so rapid.

They already knew that the defensive brother had fallen, and even his sword fell to the ground.

A flash of golden light flashed across Ye Feng's wrist.

Hundreds and thousands of roaring winds sounded. Those sharp and sharp flying knives, Ye Feng was like a phantom, and I saw a golden light flash in the dark cave.

That was Ye Feng's footsteps, and he protected himself with an aura shield, passing through a dense attack area of ​​hidden weapons.

Whoosh, Ye Feng's fingers flicked quickly, and when the fingers flicked, an ancient Wu master fell down, a smoke, the cave was completely quiet, at least 200 ancient Wu masters were shot by Ye Feng fainted.

Passing by those ancient martial arts masters, these people's cultivation styles are high and low, the high is in the congenital peak realm, and the low is also in the congenital realm.

It seems that the elderly Lyra has spent a lot of time and spent a lot of resources to train them. Everyone here is in charge of the world.

Going forward again, the eyes are suddenly bright, a huge underground cave, with a rock in the middle of the cave, which looks like a mess, but Ye Feng understands that this is a rock formation. The stones are all arranged in the direction of the nine palaces and gossip.

There are holes in the middle of the stone with thick wrists. The edges of the holes have smooth friction marks. Obviously, these holes are not lookout holes, and they can also fire weapons from them.

As Ye Feng guessed, Ye Feng had just walked a few steps, and there was a whizzing sound in his ear. The holes in the stones shot sharp black iron arrows with great power.

It is a pity that in front of Ye Feng, these black iron arrows are spirit weapons at best, and cannot shoot through Ye Feng's aura shield.

A light golden light shone on Ye Feng's body, and the Aura Shield wrapped his body layer by layer, allowing him to stride through the mess of stone without fear.

As soon as he passed the chaos, Ye Feng felt that there were dozens of waves in the front.

Dozens of white-bearded old men, all holding long swords in their hands, stared at Ye Feng with a serious expression, and looked nervously at Ye Feng. When they saw Ye Feng coming, they immediately dispersed and surrounded Ye Feng group, dozens of silver long swords, pointing Ye Feng, as long as Ye Feng dares to move, will be stabbed into a hedgehog.

Ye Feng showed a provocative smile, with one hand to the left and the other to the right, gently paddling, as if to swim, but as his hands swayed, two different air currents quickly swirled around him, forming two The opposite force field.

This was Ye Feng's first move from the surge of the four strikes of the emperor.

The four strikes of the emperor of the emperor was not only a move, but also a profound and profound martial art, which made Ye Feng touch the category. Ye Feng once added the first type of surge to several layers of dark energy, which increased the power of the surge by dozens of times. Ye Feng’s The highest and deepest level of the surge can already rise twelve layers of giant waves.

In addition to the four-stroke innovation of the Thai emperor in depth, Ye Feng also has innovation in breadth.

He thought to himself that the waves in the sea did not necessarily go in one direction, but could surge in different directions.

So Ye Feng created another positive and negative, two-way wave circulation.

Faced with these ancient warriors, Ye Feng did not exert much divine power, but only used two layers of surges.

Two endless waves of positive and negative waves made these white-bearded old men feel that they were trapped in the stormy waves and could not stand still. Although their cultivation practices reached the innate peak state, the swordsmanship was extremely superb, but they were like drinking. Like the drunkard, he swayed in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng lightly chaotically, after dozens of fingers, dozens of white-bearded old men standing in front of Ye Feng fell to the ground.

Behind these white-bearded old men, a group of white-bearded old men stood.

They all wore robes embroidered with patterns of yin and yang fish. Seeing Ye Feng swinging their hands in disorder, they pushed their companions down, and they could not help but show a horrified look.

Lao Dao's cultivation practice obviously surpassed the innate peak realm. They all had earth fairy-level cultivation practice. Their expressions were significantly calmer. Although their heartbeats accelerated, they were not as nervous and rapid as those of the ancient warriors.

An old Tao seems to be the leader inside. He looked at Ye Feng and seemed to feel very familiar. He hurriedly said: “This little brother, I don’t know why you broke into our cave and hurt our companions.”

Ye Feng smiled and said, "I just passed by here. I was curious to come in and take a look. As a result, you started to fight with me one after another. I had to be forced to fight back."

"You give up, you are not opponents of this person."

There were also some sounds of breaking the sky, and dozens of white-bearded masters quickly turned sideways to give way.

A dozen middle-aged men in blue robes walked in from behind. They all looked calm, their feet were steady and relaxed, and they were tall, short, fat, and thin. They all hid their breath.

At the forefront is a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face. It looks like a middle-aged man. In fact, his hair is dark in the middle of the snow, the crow's feet are deep in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes are as bright as stars.

Ye Feng was secretly surprised that these dozen people were all cultivated by Daluo Jinxian. It is no wonder that the momentum is different from others, and I do not know how many times stronger than those ancient warriors.

The middle-aged man in Guozi face looked at Ye Feng and frowned slightly. He felt that the spirit shield on Di Yefeng's body exuded a fairy, but the blood on Ye Feng's body was like an ordinary mortal. He could not see Ye Feng's identity.

But he recognized Ye Feng. He wore a white jade ring on his hand and touched it gently. A holographic image appeared in midair. That was Ye Feng's image.

"Are you Ye Feng?"

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly: "Yes, it's right down."

Those blue-robed men and old-schoolers in gowns all showed surprise expressions.

They were told by the elder Tianqin that they would stay here and wait for the Qin sound to attack the Demon army with the human tribe led by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's information has long spread to all corners of Mo Jiu Realm. He is called a demon killer by the demons, but he is "notorious" but in the hearts of these ancient warriors, he is a legendary hero.

Ye Feng's prestige bears the mark of learning in their hearts.

Ye Feng was able to kill Lord Ice and Snow together with Master Tianqin, he also united the 100,000 troops of the Demon Clan and defeated the Demon Clan. This is what they dare not imagine. They imagined Ye Feng as a character with three heads and six arms, at least one A mature character comparable to Master.

You can't see the youth on the hologram. You can't see Ye Feng's age until you see Ye Feng with your own eyes.

They did not expect Ye Feng to be a fairly young young man.

So everyone was stunned, looking straight at Ye Feng.

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