Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng naturally would not believe the evil witch's lies.

In his heart, the righteous path represents justice.

The Demon Cult represents evil spirits.

No matter how fantastic Lingyin's words were, it was impossible for a disciple of the righteous path to believe them.

Yun Shuang'er whispered, "Let's break out together."

Shen Tianqi nodded slowly.

She had already grasped the ancient Buddha's golden pupil in her hand.

Once the fight breaks out, the Ancient Buddha's Golden Pupil, a Buddhist treasure, will play a huge role.

The skills practiced by the disciples of the Demon Sect are mostly evil and spooky.

The magical powers of Buddhism can restrain the opponent.

At this moment, Ye Feng said, "Saint Lady Lingyin, why are you forcing the three of us to stay?"

The Holy Lady Lingyin smiled and said, "It can't be said that we are forcing you to stay. It's just that the matter of Qinglong Mountain has not been concluded yet. The matter here is related to a secret of our Holy Church. We have been chasing them from Shuanglong Mountain all the way here. We just got a clue and naturally cannot give up.

As long as the matter of Qinglong Mountain is over, the three of them will be free.

My spiritual voice has been roaming the world for nearly a hundred years. Although I may not have anything else, I still have this credibility.

Of course, you can also resist, but the result will be the same.

The three of you are only at the Guiyuan realm. No matter how you resist, the outcome will not change for you."

"Oh, is it so?"

Ye Feng slowly raised the purple-green sword in his hand.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said, "I've heard that you guys are very powerful, and you are the successors of several major sects of the Demon Cult. Back then in the Lingshan Arena, you were either defeated by Senior Brother Changkong or Senior Brother Fu.

Since my two senior brothers were able to beat you to a pulp sixty years ago, I think I can do it too.

How about this, let’s have a competition. You send one person to fight me. If I win, you leave.

If you win, the three of us will put down our magic weapons and follow you, how about that? "

Several masters of the Demon Sect looked at each other in confusion.

I wondered if this guy had lost his mind.

They are not from the same era at all.

All of them were the best in the Lingshan Competition sixty years ago. They were contemporaries of Fu Jinghong and Dugu Changkong, and the cultivation level of each of them was not necessarily weaker than Fu Jinghong's.

And this Ye Feng is only sixteen years old. Why does he dare to challenge those of them who have been famous for many years?

Seeing that these evil cult members were silent, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Why, you don't dare? How about this, I will only strike once. If you can block it, I will lose. How about that?"

Zuo Muqiu, the Blood Prince of Tianyin Sect, has always had a bad temper.

He took a few steps forward and shouted, "What an arrogant boy! Since you don't want to die, then Zuo will grant your wish."

Ye Feng said, "Wait, you two should discuss it first, otherwise you lose and the others have to admit it."

Lingyin smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master Ye. Our Holy Sect is different from your righteous path. We are one. If you can truly defeat Master Xue, we will admit defeat and respectfully send the three of you off.

But I must remind you that this Blood Prince of our Holy Church, although he may not look like much, his cultivation is very high, only half a step away from the Heavenly Man Realm."

Ye Feng smiled.

I thought, how can he be called the Blood Prince?

Feng Biehe, who participated in the Lingshan Competition at the same time and was eliminated in the first round, hid in the treasure house of Lingbaoyuan and took drugs, thinking that he had reached the celestial realm.

You, the chosen ones who shined so brightly in the Lingshan Competition, are still stuck at the peak of the Divine Silence realm. Isn't that shameful?

In a life-and-death fight, Ye Feng couldn't beat anyone in front of him.

But if it's just a simple one-on-one fight.

He felt that he still had hope.

The Three Swords Styles to Slay Gods are no joke.

Even though he had only learned the first move of Dawn Breaking, it should be enough to deal with any of these people.

Ghost Master Lu Hanya said hoarsely: "Blood Master, this kid looks quite confident. You better not capsize in the ditch. Let me do it."

Zuo Muqiu glared at Lu Hanya and said coldly, "Get lost! Your little ghost cultivation skills are nothing compared to me."

Lu Hanya folded his arms and took a few steps back, saying, "Oh, since you don't appreciate it, then I'll see what you, Blood Prince, can do."

The other people also stepped back with smiles on their faces, looking like they were enjoying the show.

Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi looked worried.

Yun Shuang'er said, "Xiao Feng, you are no match for Prince Xue. Let me do it."

Ye Feng asked, "Can you beat him?"

Yun Shuang'er shook her head slightly.

"That's it, don't worry. As long as the opponent hasn't reached the Heavenly Man realm, it's almost impossible for him to take my sword. You two should retreat first and see how your fiancé handles him!"

Shen Tianqi asked, "When did you become our fiancé? You're still joking at this time."

"Your father has already lost you to me, and you still refuse to admit it?"

Watching the three people talking over there, Zuo Muchu said, "Kuang brat, are you done yet? Do you want to fight again?"

Ye Feng looked at Zuo Muqiu and said with a smile, "You are really not smart enough. No one else stepped forward, but you took the lead, right, Blood Prince? Have you ever thought that if you beat me, it would be reasonable and there would be nothing to brag about.

But if I, Ye Feng, really have some ability and defeat you, you, the Blood Prince, will lose face.

Others know this truth, so no one stood up. In terms of intelligence, you are far inferior to them!"

"I, Zuo Muqiu, don't have the cunning thoughts of you. If you want to fight, then fight. If you don't want to fight, forget it. I don't want to argue with you."

Ye Feng said: "Since you are so impatient, I will grant your wish, but I have one condition.

As I said just now, I only make one move. If you can take it, I lose.

If I win by chance, I want to know why you guys want to attack Zhenglong Temple and what you are planning."

Lingyin smiled and said, "Master Ye, this is a secret of the Holy Church and I cannot tell you."

Ye Feng said, "Saintess Lingyin, you don't seem to have much confidence in Young Master Xue. Do you think that the dignified Young Master Xue can't even withstand a single blow from me?"

Lingyin said: "These are two different things and cannot be confused."

Unexpectedly, Zuo Muqiu said coldly: "Okay, Ye Feng, I agree to your request."

"Blood Prince..." Lingyin frowned.

Zuo Muqiu waved his hand and said, "No need to say more, I know what to do."

The veil of Saint Lingyin swayed gently. She looked like she was enjoying the show just now, but now she seemed a little worried.

The expressions of the other four young masters did not seem to change.

Poison Master Yu Xin Gu said, "Lingyin, don't worry. Unless Blood Master deliberately lets this guy win, there's no way this guy can win."

Lingyin was a little worried.

The confidence of various sects in Ye Feng stopped at the top ten in the Yunhai Sect's inner sect examination.

But Ye Feng did not participate in the next few competitions. So he did not fight with Yun Shuang'er.

In the recent arena fight, Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er both maintained an undefeated record.

Ye Feng was so calm and composed at this moment that Lingyin felt a bad feeling in her heart.

(I'm going back today and will be leaving soon. I'll update 2 chapters first. If I can arrive on time in the evening, I'll update another chapter in the evening. If not, it will be 1 chapters today. The Ningluo Expressway shouldn't be congested today.)