Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng's punch was extremely powerful, almost using all his strength.

Under the stimulation of his true energy, his fists were as hard as iron and stone.

The distance was so close, and the black-faced man didn't expect that Ye Feng, this flatterer, would turn against him so suddenly. Before he could react, Ye Feng's fist had already hit his neck hard.

boom!

The black-faced man screamed and flew out.

The white-faced man and the woman in black were shocked.

They reacted very quickly and pulled out the ghost-head knives beside them.

But Ye Feng's sword was faster.

The sword flashed, and the white-faced man's hand holding the long sword fell to the ground with a scream.

Then the sword turned and pressed against the neck of the woman in black.

A blood mark immediately appeared on the neck of the woman in black.

The purple-green sword did not pierce the black-clothed woman's throat.

The sword only cut the skin on the black-clad woman's neck.

But this was enough to make the woman in black dare not make any move.

His face turned pale in an instant.

Now, if Ye Feng moves the sword in his hand even slightly, her head will be chopped off.

There was chaos in the lobby on the first floor.

The white-faced man had his arm broken and blood gushed out, staining many diners red with the blood.

The black-faced man who was knocked out by Ye Feng's punch not only had his nose broken, but a large part of his nose above his mouth collapsed. He fell to the ground, bleeding profusely. It seemed that his facial bones were broken. Even if he was healed, he would probably still be an ugly monster with a flat nose.

In the entire lobby, the only person who showed no change in emotion was Ling Yunzhi, who was sitting in the corner.

He was still peeling peanuts slowly.

He looked at Ye Feng with strange eyes.

However, those young monks of the righteous path did not expect that this young man who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old would be so ruthless. In an instant, he severely injured the three people from the Tianyin Sect.

Ye Feng looked at the pale-faced woman in black holding the sword in front of him. He saw a hint of fear of death in the eyes of the woman in black.

Ye Feng was a little surprised.

Isn't it said that the monks of the Demon Sect are vicious criminals who keep their heads on their belts and live on the edge of a knife every day?

Is this disciple of the evil sect also afraid of death?

"You...who are you?"

In the cold winter, beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the woman in black.

Now Ye Feng's sword was pressing against her throat, and warm blood was slowly flowing down her neck into her collar.

But she didn't dare to make any move.

"I remain true to my name, the eldest disciple of Master Yulong of the Yunhai Sect, the Thunder God Ye Feng!"

"Ye Feng...are you Ye Feng?"

"Why, young lady, you've heard of my name too? Haha, more than a month ago in the Qinglong Mountains, I struck out with just one sword and chopped that bloodthirsty young master Zuo Muqiu from your Tianyin Sect until he vomited blood. Didn't Zuo Muqiu tell you that you should retreat three steps when you meet me, Ye Feng?

I just told you to stop making noise and clamor, why didn't you listen? And you even attacked me!

My cultivation is so high, why are you all forcing me to take action? Hey...it's broad daylight, I don't want to kill anyone. Go back and tell Zuo Muchu and all the disciples of your Tianyin Sect that when you see me, Ye Feng, from now on, behave yourself and get out!

During the past month, they came from the south and encountered many disciples of the Demon Sect in inns and restaurants.

When the two sides meet, they eat their own food and no one provokes the other.

After all, the Lingshan battle is imminent, and if a big commotion is caused, it will not be good for the Yunhai Sect.

Ye Feng's attack today was indeed a bit heavy-handed.

The reason is because of that chopstick.

Being a monk, he dodged the swift attack.

If it were an ordinary person, his head would have been shot through.

When the black-faced man threw out the chopsticks just now, he wanted to kill Ye Feng.

Ye Feng would naturally show no mercy to such a person.

Ye Feng put away the purple-green sword, and the woman in black felt as if she had been pardoned.

She grabbed the unconscious black-faced man, while the white-faced man grabbed his arm that had fallen to the ground.

The two of them left with nothing and were dejected.

Ye Feng turned to look at the shopkeeper hiding behind the counter and said, "I told you, this meal is on me."

"No, no, no... That's not necessary. Young Master Ye is doing justice for the people and eliminating harm. This meal is ours!"

"I, Ye Feng, am a disciple of the Yunhai Sect. I will not bully others, nor will I take advantage of others."

Ye Feng took out a gold ingot and threw it on the counter.

"Let's count the private rooms upstairs together. That's enough."

"Enough...enough! Thank you, Young Master Ye!"

"Don't call me Young Master Ye, call me Young Master Thunder!"

"Yes, yes, Young Master Thunder!"

Although the owner of the Tianhong Restaurant is the current Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, the Tianhong Restaurant mainly serves dignitaries in the capital and rarely deals with cultivators.

Ye Feng's name has become very famous in the world recently.

Just now, Ye Feng cut off the arm of a demon monk without blinking.

The shopkeeper was almost frightened to death and spoke tremblingly.

Ye Feng looked up and saw Yun Shuang'er, Shen Tianqi and Su Daji standing in front of the corridor railing on the second floor.

Ye Feng gave them an awkward smile and said, "I didn't cause any trouble. It was those three demon sect disciples who attacked me first! I was acting in self-defense!"

Yun Shuang'er sighed and said, "Looks like this meal can be over now."

Su Daji stamped her feet and said, "I haven't finished eating the dishes in the room yet!"

Shen Tianqi said, "Let's eat again another day. Let's go back."

The three of them walked down the stairs and saw that Ye Feng was surrounded by several young righteous monks.

Ye Feng is very famous now, especially after the news that Ye Feng defeated Blood Prince with one sword, his fame rose rapidly.

Of course, Master Yun Yi also contributed to this.

In order to create a good reputation for Ye Feng, Master Yun Yi has recently used the Yunhai Sect's intelligence network to promote Ye Feng.

Several young disciples surrounded Ye Feng and complimented him.

He praised Ye Feng for his high level of cultivation, chivalrous spirit and courage, and said he was the nemesis of the Demon Cult.

Ye Feng was greatly benefited by these flatteries and laughed, "Just call me Young Master Thunder God!"

He started to maintain an account again.

His name has not yet been finalized.

He planned to guide public opinion himself to determine his title for the next few hundred years.

"Let's go, Young Master Thunder!"

Shen Tianqi came to Ye Feng and started talking.

"Okay! Everyone, enjoy your meal and drink, and we'll say goodbye."

Everyone bowed and respectfully saw Ye Feng and the others off.

"The two tall, masked women beside Ye Feng should be Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi..."

"should be."

"Ye Feng's cultivation is indeed well-deserved. Did you see clearly what happened just now?"

"I didn't see it clearly. I saw a flash of sword light, and the demon's arm was cut off..."

"Amazing, so amazing..."

Such praises and exclamations are heard everywhere.