Fantasy: Divine Level Luck

The great elder immediately secretly sent a message to the young sect leader, telling him that there must be something fishy about Ye Feng.

"Young Sect Master, be careful with Ye Feng, he must have some treasure on him, that's why things like this happened just now.

When the great elder said this, the young sect master immediately woke up. When Ye Feng said this just now, he was instantly irritated.

So he calmed down and said, "Disciples below, the mistake just now was not due to me. Ye Feng must have some kind of magic in him."

Ye Feng looked at the young sect master leisurely, wondering what kind of flowers he could tell.

After all, nothing he said could change the fact that he just killed his fellow disciple.

After all, the reputation of the young sect master is still there, so everyone calmed down and listened to the young sect master.

Looking at the quiet disciples below, the young sect master couldn't help but feel complacent. At the same time, he scolded the stupidity of these people in his heart. He just said something casually and everyone believed it.

"Do you still remember Jiang Wu, the dignified emperor of the Jiang family? He is not a person who makes mistakes randomly, nor is he a person who has inner demons because of a mistake."

Looking at the serious disciples listening below, the young sect master was very proud and even glanced at Ye Feng proudly.

Ye Feng looked at the young sect master speechlessly, really confused as to what he was thinking about every day.

Therefore, Ye Feng must be a demonic person, otherwise such strange things would not have happened.

Ye Feng almost laughed. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't expect that the young sect leader would do this to him.

Obviously I am a person chosen by Heaven, but it is enough to be called Demon Dao.

"Young Master, if you have any special skills, use them quickly, otherwise I won't be playing with you for a while."

The young sect leader who was originally calm was instantly angered by Ye Feng's few words.

The young sect leader felt that as long as he faced Ye Feng, he would not be able to calm down.

Therefore, Shaozong did not hold back at home and launched another attack on Ye Feng. But this time, Ye Feng did not dodge and faced him directly.

"He's crazy. He actually went head-to-head with a Semi-Saint-level young sect master. Is he looking for death?"

"Who knows."

“He deserved to die.

Of course Ye Feng ignored what the people below said, after all, these were nothing to him.

Every time such a scene occurs, there will be a group of people chatting and making sarcastic remarks below. Little do they know that these people will be retaliated against in the end, and Ye Feng will not need to take action himself, they will be retaliated against.

The young sect leader looked at Ye Feng coming towards him and smiled. He was a person who did not underestimate his own capabilities. Today, the only thing left here is Ye Feng's body. Others, haha, there is no other possibility.

The young sect leader was thinking so arrogantly that he couldn't help but laugh. Moreover, he couldn't hide the smile on his face no matter how hard he tried.

Ye Feng couldn't help but want to call him a fool, but the results haven't come out yet. How could he be so conceited (by King Qian)? Is this the mentality of a dignified young sect leader?

What Ye Feng doesn't know is that with his luck and strength, no one can control their emotions when facing Ye Feng.

Even if the brain controls it, the body's movements still cannot be controlled.

The battle was about to break out, and Ye Feng's speed seemed even faster than that of the young sect leader.

The two people were fighting each other instantly, and Ye Feng's palm hit the young sect leader's pubic area directly. .