You're so beautiful, and you still want to cancel the engagement?

"Uh..." The old Taoist stared blankly at Feng Qingyao and Ding Dashan who were standing in front of him with their swords, his face already extremely ugly.

The most important thing was that he could tell at a glance that Feng Qingyao and Ding Dashan's cultivation was only at the Soul Yuan Realm in the mortal world, which made him even more angry.

After all, I am a powerful immortal in the fairy world. How come after I come to the mortal world, any Tom, Dick or Harry dares to act so arrogantly in front of me?

Am I, an immortal at the level of Immortal King, so worthless in the mortal world?

After all, I am a well-known figure in the fairy world. Even the masters of various halls in the fairy world have to be polite to me when they see me. Why is it that when I come to the mortal world, no one takes me seriously?

As the old Taoist priest was thinking about this, suddenly a figure moved in front of him. Ye Fei came in front of him and landed lightly on the beach.

Swish!Swish!

Feng Qingyao and Ding Dashan followed closely, put away their flying swords, and landed beside Ye Fei.

Swish!Swish!

Sikong Jing and Long Deshui also came and landed behind Ye Fei.

The old Taoist raised his head, glanced at the five people in front of him, and finally set his eyes on Ye Fei.

Just as he set his eyes on Ye Fei, strangely enough, the depression in his heart disappeared in an instant.

It was not for anything else, but because at this moment, he could not only still feel the terrifying energy from Ye Fei that he had sensed before, but now there was also a spiritual pressure that made his soul tremble.

What's going on?

Why does he have such a powerful spiritual pressure?

At the same time, Ye Fei was weakly asking in his heart: "Hey, Senior, can you really beat this Immortal King? Don't fool me, this is no joke!"

"Hahaha, don't worry, no one can hurt you while I'm here!" An old soul voice came from the Xuanyang sword in the storage ring.

"Hehe, then we have you, senior!" Ye Fei replied politely using soul transmission.

"You don't have to call me senior. It sounds better to me just call me Old Ji!" the old voice replied.

It is obvious that this person is the powerful god Lao Ji who was sealed in the sheath of the Xuanyang Sword by Ye Fei.

It turned out that when the old Taoist's apprentice attacked Ye Fei with a flying sword, it was Lao Ji who came to the rescue. He not only helped Ye Fei resolve the crisis, but also directly captured his sword.

Otherwise, with Ye Fei's current reaction speed, he could only run away when facing the sneak attack from the old Taoist's apprentice, and there was no way he could make a series of counterattacks in such a short time.

"Old Ji?" Ye Fei was stunned: "Your last name is Ji?"

"Yes!" Lao Ji replied.

"Old Ji, why are you in my scabbard?" Ye Fei asked.

Lao Ji: “…”

Oh, didn’t you say that you merged me with your scabbard in order to help me escape from Han Erleng’s pursuit?

Oh, by the way, the master doesn’t remember anything now...

It seems that all of this was planned by the master long ago. The master did this so that I could join forces with Long'er to help him return to the divine realm...

I think the master must have thought of this when he fused me with the scabbard of his Xuanyang Sword last time.

He probably did this to avoid Han Erleng's pursuit, right?

Well, it must be!

I must assist my master well. When his memory awakens again, he will surely grant me an even greater blessing...

"Hey, Lao Ji, I'm asking you a question! You haven't answered me yet?" Ye Fei's soul transmission sounded out again: "Sword spirits are hidden in the blade, aren't they? How come you are so fresh and unworldly? Why are you hiding in the scabbard?"

"Well, it's a long story!" Lao Ji replied slowly, "Master, we can talk about these things later. For now, you should just deal with this old Taoist priest first!"

"Okay!" Ye Fei nodded and finally turned his gaze to the old Taoist priest in front of him.

He found that the old Taoist priest was also looking at him at this time.

But after seeing Ye Fei sizing up the old Taoist priest, he suddenly turned his head to look at Sikong Jing and asked in a cold voice: "Brother Sikong, do immortals often come down to earth here?"

"It's not that often!" Sikong Jing nodded honestly.

At this moment, he was even more determined to serve Ye Fei well.

He knew very well that the sword move Ye Fei had used before was definitely not something that an ordinary mortal could do.

No, to be precise, even ordinary immortals cannot compare to him.

Not to mention that Ye Fei is the destined person for the Lord of the Heavenly Palace Temple, even if he is not, he will still treat such a capable person well.

"Brother Sikong, if an immortal comes down to earth and dies in the mortal world, will there be any big trouble?" Ye Fei asked calmly.

Sikong Jing: “…”

"I really don't know about this!" Sikong Jing said weakly. However, after a brief pause, he immediately added, "There will definitely be some trouble, but it shouldn't be too big! After all, there are so many immortals in the sky. Who cares if one or two die?"

Sikong Jing is a very good person. Of course he could understand the intention of Ye Fei's question.

"Oh..." Ye Fei nodded: "I understand!"

Ye Fei immediately looked at the old Taoist priest with a wicked smile on his face.

Old Taoist priest: "..."

"You, what do you want to do?" The old Taoist priest said with a guilty conscience: "You, don't be impulsive! We can talk it out!"

It was because the soul pressure emanating from Ye Fei had solidified the immortal power in his body, and he could no longer mobilize the immortal power.

Of course he is afraid too!

Who is he?

Why is he so bold?

He, he doesn't plan to let us go back?

"Let's talk it over nicely." Ye Fei curled his lips in disdain and suddenly pointed at the young man behind the old Taoist priest: "Why the hell didn't you stop your apprentice when he attacked me just now? Why didn't you tell your apprentice not to do it and let him talk it over nicely?"

"Boy, don't be so arrogant!" The young man stared at Ye Fei fiercely.

He still dared to be so tough because he had not yet felt the extremely strong soul pressure that his master had sensed.

This is because the god-level soul pressure released by Lao Ji was only directed at the old Taoist priest, and no one else present felt it.

It was not for any other reason, but because once the spiritual pressure of a powerful god like him was released, it would be enough to easily destroy the souls of everyone present, which was not something that ordinary people like them could withstand.

Even against this old Taoist priest, Lao Ji only used less than 10% of his soul pressure.

"Pa!" As soon as the young man finished speaking, the old Taoist raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "Evil beast, shut up!"

"Master..." The young man looked aggrieved and said to him through soul transmission: "Master, you came down to the mortal world this time under the order of the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Court. Why do you keep tolerating this little beast?"

The old Taoist glared at the young man coldly and replied through soul transmission, "What do you know? Don't you see that this kid is crazy? He really dares to kill the immortal! What's more, he really has such ability! Didn't you see how powerful that sword was before? Even my protective magic weapon was cut off by his sword. If he hadn't shown mercy, do you think the three of us, master and disciple, would still be alive now?"

"Ah?" The young man was finally dumbfounded and didn't dare to breathe.

At this moment, Ding Dashan suddenly said, "Brother, let's stop talking nonsense with them and just follow the old rules! Ask them to hand over all the treasures on them, and we'll spare their lives. Otherwise, we'll kill them all and throw them into the sea to feed the fish!"

"Ah?" The old Taoist was stunned and looked at Ye Fei hurriedly.

"Don't look at me!" Ye Fei said coldly: "My junior brother's meaning is my meaning!"

"Ah?" This time even Sikong Jing was dumbfounded.

Sikong Jing hurriedly tugged at Ye Fei's clothes and whispered, "Brother Dahai, they are immortals sent by the Immortal Court. If we really rob them, no, it won't be good, right?"

"What do you call him, Brother Dahai?" Ding Dashan exclaimed.

"Yes!" Sikong Jing nodded and looked at Ye Fei hurriedly: "You, isn't your senior brother called Ding Dahai?"