World Wide Martial Art

Of course, Ye Feng provides opportunities to train them. If they don't work hard, they still won't be promoted. Those who will be eliminated will be people like this who don't know how to make progress. Situ Reading

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"Okay, continue to hide and wait for instructions."

Ye Feng waved his hand and disappeared.

Zhou Ji and the other warriors saluted the sky, then disappeared and hid themselves.

Ye Feng returned to the sky above Tianzhui City, and Xuan Yu was still practicing peacefully within the barrier.

Ye Feng did not disturb him, casually dispersed the barrier, sat down next to Xuan Yu and started practicing as well.

Of course, Ye Feng will still devote some of his attention to observing the situation in Tiansui City.

The third prince remained silent, and Ye Feng waited patiently.

Time passed by in such a hurry, and two days passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze was projected from the sky to the human race market in Tianshui City.

I saw an erratic phantom moving slowly in the shadow of the wall of a shop, which was invisible to the naked eye.

In Ye Feng's eyes, this phantom was invisible and its true appearance was revealed.

He is a phantom demon clan, and he is a peak eight-star phantom demon clan who is extremely good at illusions.

He was wearing a suit of armor, but the armor was as thin as cicada wings and as light as smoke. The material was extraordinary at first glance.

Ye Feng had seen this kind of armor in the classics of the Discord World. It was called the Soul Thought Demon Armor, and it could only be refined by the Phantom Demon Clan.

The material of this armor is not a physical object, but the power of the mind.

This power of mind is the name of the Phantom Demon Clan. According to the human race, it is the power of the soul.

It's just that the power of the soul of the Phantom Demon Clan is different from that of ordinary people. Their innate magical power is illusion, so the power of their soul also has psychedelic properties.

And this soul-minded demon armor can only be refined by using thousands of living souls of the phantom demon clan.

Of course, if the phantom demon clan used to refine the soul-mind demon armor is strong or the soul is powerful, the number of souls required can be reduced, and the grade of the soul-mind demon armor can also be improved.

The soul-minded demon armor worn by the phantom demon clan in front of him was of extremely extraordinary quality, and it required at least dozens of souls from the eight-star phantom demon clan to refine it.

"Is it possible that he is the third prince who can afford to wear the Soul Thought Demon Armor made of such material?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly. He felt that something was a little strange. As the third son of the Phantom Demon King, the Third Prince was responsible for the big task of turning human beings into slaves, and he had great power in his hands.

How could a person in power like this come here secretly and alone for the sake of a member of the court family?

"Um?"

At this moment, Ye Feng discovered that the phantom demon wearing soul-minded demon armor was holding a dagger in his hand.

This dagger was extremely dark, with black smoke puffing out from it, and was surrounded by extremely powerful psychedelic power.

"It's an assassin!"

Ye Feng suddenly understood that this must be an assassination master under the Third Prince, who was sent by the Third Prince to perform the task.

It just so happens that the greatest effect of the Soul Thought Demon Armor is that it hides the body, is suitable for hiding, and can perfectly match the talent of the Phantom Demon Clan, allowing countless illusions to appear around the body.

These illusions include various aspects such as psychedelic mind, psychedelic vision, psychedelic smell, etc.

Countless illusions surround this assassin, allowing him to be perfectly hidden. Even if ordinary eight-star cultivators see him, they will be blinded by countless illusions and unable to detect his existence.

"I'm afraid this assassin is not simple among the Phantom Demon Clan..."

Ye Feng pondered, "If it were to kill people, they wouldn't send assassins of this level. I think the third prince must have a deeper purpose."

Soon, Ye Feng figured out that catching people was obviously more difficult than killing.

After all, now that the Chao family and Han Tiezong and their entourage are together, as long as there is no strong person at the Demon King level coming, there is no way they can take anyone away under their noses.

In this way, if you want to catch someone, you must use all possible means, so it makes sense to find this top assassin for this purpose.

"The third prince wants to arrest someone, and he must be preparing to confirm some information about me."

When Ye Feng thought of this, the corner of his mouth curled up.

Although the assassin was discovered, Ye Feng was not prepared to find him out.

"As long as you take action, you will be exposed. No matter how cautious you are, you can't escape from my grasp."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the Phantom Demon Clan assassin calmly, letting him do what he did.

It has to be said that Ye Feng's ability to infer is very powerful. This phantom demon is the assassin hired by the Third Prince.

This assassin, nicknamed Invisible Suo Ming, whose real name is Huan Duo Po, is the assassination department specially set up by the Phantom Demon Court, and is one of the strongest assassins in the Nightfall organization.

Under Ye Feng's gaze, Huan Duopo quietly came to the window sill of Chaojia's shop with the help of shadows and illusions around him.

As a top assassin, Huan Duopo was very patient. He squatted under the window edge and waited for an hour.

Finally, someone opened the door to his family and walked out. Huanduopo immediately moved and sneaked into the shadow of the former.

Then, in the shadow of the Chao family, he bought a lot of groceries and ate with the Chao family. After another hour, he returned to the Chao family shop.

At this time, Huan Duopo successfully sneaked into the shop, and saw people everywhere in the shop. Everyone from the Hantie Sect was sitting cross-legged everywhere, all of them closed their eyes and meditated.

The same goes for most of the court family members, and some are chatting and playing cards.

There are no Eight Stars among the Chao family, so there is no need to worry about Huan Duo Po, but on the Hantie Sect side, Elder Wu, Elder Gao and others are all in the Eight Star realm.

This caused a lot of trouble for the assassin's actions. He had to be more careful to prevent being discovered.

If he were to be exposed in a shop, even if he had successfully assassinated a half-step demon king, there would still be no chance of him leaving the shop alive.

Huan Duopo moved slowly and extremely carefully, constantly shuttling between the shadows of everyone, and finally came to the study room inside the shop.

"Bang bang bang!"

Chao Qing'er knocked on the study door and shouted Jiaoqiao: "Brother, it's time to eat."

"come in."

Chao Jian put down the bill in his hand and raised his head to look at Chao Qing'er who opened the door and entered.

Chao Qing'er held a plate of pastries in her hand and placed it obediently on Chao Jian's table.

"Haha, Qing'er, come and eat together."

Chao Jian rubbed his eyes. He had been looking at the bill all day, and his head was dizzy from the dense numbers. It was time to take a rest.

"I ate outside."

Chao Qing'er smiled sweetly, "Brother, you eat first, I'm going out."

"good."

Chao Jian nodded and suddenly frowned as he watched Chao Qing'er skipping out of the room.

Just now, he seemed to see Chao Qing'er's shadow flickering.

"Dazzled?"

Chao Jian shook his head. As a seven-star cultivator, how could he still be dazzled after looking at the bills?

He didn't take it seriously, just thinking that he had seen it wrong, but he didn't know that Huanduopo had successfully entered his study through Chao Qing'er's shadow, and was hiding in the shadow of the cabinet at the door, watching with cold eyes. Looking at him.