"Ye Feng is here!"

Before the two Tai Chi disciples could see Ye Feng, they saw the series of dark green sword lights, and immediately shouted out loud.

When Ye Wentian opened his eyes, he saw the elder of Tai Chi Hall guarding him surrounded by a series of sword lights, and the scene of fresh blood splashing out. He was shocked. Was it his grandson Ye Feng here?

Ye Wentian always thought that although Ye Feng was powerful, he was all relying on his beautiful master. He always felt that even if Ye Feng had outstanding talent, it would take a long time to settle down to fight against top martial arts masters like him.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

Now Ye Feng, who has been practicing for twenty years, can easily kill the elder of Tai Chi Palace who has been practicing for ninety years!

This made Ip Mantian unable to believe it.

There has never been such a monster in the entire Chinese martial arts world. It is as incredible as a child who was born shortly after a long time and suddenly had infinite divine power and defeated an adult.

"Grandson..."

Ip Mantian burst into tears in an instant. Such a terrifying genius was his grandson, which made him feel like he was in a dream.

With Sun like this, why should the Ye family worry about not rising in the future?

As long as you give Ye Feng some time, even dominating the martial arts world is not a dream! Even the mysterious place where the peak masters gather in the world will probably be trampled by Ye Feng...

What is that East China Sea fairy? She seems to be a fairy. Such an existence should not appear in this world.

"No, this place is a dragon's nest. When my grandson breaks in, wouldn't it be a sheep entering the tiger's mouth?"

As soon as Ip Man-tian was excited, his expression immediately changed because he thought of his current situation and where he was.

Elder Li Xuan of Tai Chi Hall and the most powerful elder Wu Ma Changfeng are all in this place. No matter how powerful Ye Feng is, he cannot be the opponent of Wu Ma Changfeng, who has a cultivation level of 120 years!

Wuma Changfeng, among the eight elders of Tai Chi Hall, has the highest cultivation level and is also one of the few masters in the world who have reached 120 years of cultivation.

With one hundred and twenty years of cultivation, the strength of frontal combat is four or five times stronger than that of one hundred years. It is not an existence at the same level at all. Therefore, Ip Man genius was shocked and was caught by the other party's release.

This poison from the Tiandao Palace flowed everywhere in his meridians, producing extremely strong toxicity, making him almost unable to use the internal energy in his body.

In this case, it is undoubtedly a dream that Ye Feng wants to take him out of the underground casino, unless he says to Tai Chi Hall that Ye Feng has the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror to relieve the poison of Jue Po San.

But how is this possible? How could Ye Feng have the treasure of Tai Chi Palace Sect and the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror?

Ye Wentian didn't believe that Ye Feng would have a Pure Yang Baojian. Which little bastard is slandering their grandfather and grandson?

"Shut up!"

Ye Feng heard the two Tai Chi disciples shouting, and his figure finally flashed out of the void. Then he used the third level of dragon claw hands, grabbed the two Tai Chi disciples and threw them into the air in two hands.

Immediately afterwards, there are two domineering and crazy fist marks, the crazy fist technique.

Bang! Bang!

Two Tai Chi disciples were flew backwards and hit the wall by Ye Feng's two punches, and they fainted from foaming at the mouth.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Ye Feng turned around and looked at Ye Wentian. Without thinking, he took out the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror from the Ancient Dragon Sword Ring.

Swish!

The bright and holy light shone out from the treasure mirror, making Ip Man-tsen's eyes lit up.

It's really a Pure Yang Treasure Mirror!

Without time to explain in detail, Ye Feng urged his true energy and directly absorbed the Jueposan poison in Ye Wentian's body with the Pure Yang Baojian and refined it.

"Haha, stinky brat, you're really."

Ip Mantian felt that the meridians in his body were loosened, and the toxins that were scattered were instantly absorbed. He couldn't help laughing twice, then coughed uncontrollably, frowned slightly at the body of the frivolous middle-aged man beside him.

Obviously, Ye Feng killed this frivolous middle-aged man as soon as he arrived, which made Ye Wentian feel a little tricky.

There are many killings in the world, but like this, the masters with ten years of cultivation rarely die, because they are the noblest wealth in the entire martial arts world and are also valuable powers when fighting against invasions by foreigners.

If Ye Feng keeps killing like this, it seems a bit inappropriate.

However, what he didn't know was that the dragon sword inherited by Ye Feng was originally a inheritance of killing. Under the sword inheritor of the dragon sword, there was only death and no injuries!

Ye Feng's most powerful method is Void Sword Dance. Unfortunately, he is unable to control this move freely now. He can't stop once he releases it. He pays attention to killing with one blow. He can see blood when he draws a sword, otherwise his skills will be inferior to others and his life will be worrying.

And why did Ye Feng take into account the despicable guys in Tai Chi Hall?

"Grandpa, let's go."

Ye Feng stepped forward and wanted to help Ye Wentian leave, but Ye Wentian was thrown away.

"No need, just leave yourself."

Ip Mantian's face was a little solemn: "We two will definitely not be able to leave together..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people appeared at the open private room door, blocking the door. It was Li Xuan, the elder of Tai Chi Hall, and another arrogant elder with a 120-year cultivation, Wu Ma Changfeng.

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that the son of the former wasteful man Ye Yunfei had grown to this point today."

Wu Ma Changfeng is a proud middle-aged man. When he saw Ye Feng and the corpses of the elders on the ground, he laughed out loud. His absolute confidence could be seen from his eyes. With his 120 years of cultivation, he is the best in the entire martial arts world.

Apart from the peak master where he is, he is one of the strongest people in the world. Even a top master like Ye Wentian with a hundred years of cultivation cannot be compared with him!

Wu Ma Changfeng was not angry because Ye Feng came to kill an elder, because he believed in one truth, that is, those who rely on their true skills to fight and those who rely on their background to show off their power will not end sooner or later.

Since the elder died at Ye Feng's hands, he was inferior to others and there was nothing to say.

"You get out of here, I'll deal with these two."

Wu Ma Changfeng smiled arrogantly, stood up, holding an ordinary long sword in his hand, staring at Ye Feng and Ye Wentian.

In his eyes, these two of them were his prey, and they would not be his opponents together. And he was about to take back the Chunyang Baojian from Ye Feng, so that he would become the next head of the Tai Chi Palace.

His identity and strength gave him such confidence, and his arrogance never disappointed him or others.

He is the pillar of Tai Chi Hall.

Invincible!

"Boy, I'll hold him back. You can find an opportunity to slip away... Don't worry, my poison of Jue Pope has been cured, and I will have a way to escape."

Ye Wentian stopped Ye Feng and quietly said in a voice transmission.

This made Ye Feng unhappy. Damn, you are having fun fighting here alone, but you want to drive me away?

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Chapter completed!