My practice narration is weird

The door was gently opened.

Cui Feng narrowed his eyes, his old eyes like a sharp sword, focusing on the front.

The figure who walked in from outside the door was a cultivator from the Cui family.

He had been pacing outside the door before, and now he saw the door open, his expression was stunned, and then he hurried in with a hint of respect.

"Master, I have something important to report."

One of our own?

Why do we care so much about our own people?

"Get out, don't you see that I am still bathing?" Cui Feng said angrily.

But the cultivator did not listen to the words of the master of the house at this moment, but breathed a sigh of relief after entering the room.

He then turned around and spoke to the empty space behind him with a more respectful tone, even bowed slightly, with a hint of panic and fear.

"Sir, I brought you in as you said, okay, can you let me leave?"

No, what do you mean?

Who to bring in?

Under Cui Feng's astonished gaze, a figure slowly emerged behind the cultivator, as if walking out of thin air.

[Ghost] Although he could not use his ghost hand, he could still [hide] as long as he merged with the ghost.

Although Ye Wuyou could break the formation with the guidance of the narrator, it would take time and effort, and would alert the enemy.

So Ye Wuyou followed the cultivator of the Cui family in.

"Good acting."

Ye Wuyou's voice reached the cultivator's ears, and the latter was stunned, but then he flew and broke the window and left.

Cui Feng's expression gradually turned cold, looking at Ye Wuyou who suddenly appeared, and said coldly.

"Your Excellency came to visit in the middle of the night, what is the purpose?"

Such a young fifth realm Yuheng.

Cui Feng sighed in his heart, but did not make any other moves.

The other party was only in the fifth realm, and Cui Feng did not take it seriously.

Ye Wuyou had actually been sizing up the Cui family patriarch in front of him.

As he expected, the other party was the sixth realm Tianquan.

But now...

Ye Wuyou had a faint smile on his face.

He was angry and laughed.

He glanced at the woman in a corner with her underwear untidy, then looked back and asked with a smile.

"Were you bathing just now?"

Cui Feng's face was gloomy.

"I am asking you, you are not an unknown person in your practice, what is it..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Because the rapid aura had come with the voice.

"Don't get up yet, you are addicted to bathing, right? I will smash your bathtub." Ye Wuyou cursed.

"Damn it, you should leave first, otherwise how can I get up and dress!" The head of the Cui family roared.

The large wooden barrel was broken into pieces, and water splashed all over the floor.

Ye Wuyou took a step at this moment.

"Ahhh..."

The woman's scream sounded from the ear, but it was the disheveled woman who was stunned in place before. Seeing Ye Wuyou's eyes, she trembled and murmured.

"No, don't come over, I was deceived, I didn't do anything bad..."

The woman's voice was very strange, and Ye Wuyou's eyes paused slightly.

So he left a last word and stepped out.

"It's a clamp."

What does clamp mean? The woman didn't understand.

But two figures had jumped out of the pavilion one after another.

Or, it was the head of the family who was smashed by the latter and hit out of the pavilion.

Cui Feng's expression was extremely gloomy at this moment, and the pressure of the Six Realms Heavenly Power was undisguised in the mountain city under the night sky.

But facing Ye Wuyou's offensive at this moment, he didn't know why he was a little restrained.

And he was obviously a Six Realms, but at this moment he was in a stalemate with the other party.

The young man's body was too strong, and his figure was too ghostly and flexible, so he couldn't defeat him for a while.

"Boy, let me put on my clothes first." Cui Feng said angrily.

Ye Wuyou didn't care, and chased after him again with a sharp aura, and then with a punch, he suddenly knocked him down from the air.

At this moment, a happy smile had unconsciously appeared on his face, and even Ye Wuyou himself didn't notice it.

At this moment, he just felt very happy in his heart. The guy in front of him was much weaker than Lu Chen, and was far inferior to Luo Qinghan, but he was still in the sixth realm, and it was difficult to kill the sixth realm.

Where else in the world can there be such a suitable sandbag.

Ye Wuyou couldn't use the weirdness now, but the use of the Dharma image was also banned here, which undoubtedly weakened the strength of the other party, who was a real sixth realm.

His real Dharma image was unable to be used, and only relying on the sound of the piano and sword, Ye Wuyou's Dharma image really didn't necessarily take advantage of the other party.

Relying solely on magical powers, before Ye Wuyou's Qi was exhausted, the gap between the fifth realm and the sixth realm was infinitely narrowed at this moment.

A voice with indifference came from the sky.

"Old thing is really ridiculous, what difference does it make whether you wear it or not, no one will see it anyway. Unlike me, whether I wear it or not, people will want to see it."

"Boy, you are shameless."

Cui Feng stood on the ground, feeling a little angry and vomiting blood.

He looked around quickly, and the practitioners of the Cui family were lying on the ground with their legs and arms spread out. All of them were injured, with weak breath, and could not get up again.

Bastards, a bunch of trash, it's better to die, why keep them alive?

Cui Feng thought about whether there were other people coming to support.

After all, his breath had been revealed, and the other families would definitely come after noticing it.

Moreover, there is another person from the Cui family who is also in the city at the moment.

"Am I shameless?"

Ye Wuyou's figure swept down from the air, with a long black knife in his hand.

The whirlpool of wind and thunder spread from the sword's blade. Cui Feng's expression was cold, and he used his magic power to block it.

This is the magical power of the Sixth Realm Tianquan. Although the opponent's sword moves are good, how can I use my magical power?

But Ye Wuyou didn't care about this sword move at all. Instead, there seemed to be ripples flickering under his feet. When he reappeared, he had already passed through the magical power and came to the opponent.

Cui Feng's pupils shrank slightly, this magical power...

[Shinto Technique-Shrinking the Ground into an Inch]

The old figure was knocked away by a punch, and Ye Wuyou rushed forward again.

"Isn't it shameless to spread rumors, confuse people, disrupt the market, and seize industry?"

Ye Wuyou raised his hand, and when the words came, he punched again.

"Isn't it shameless to use words to provoke, bully others, fabricate lies, and attempt to kill people?"

Cui Feng's parrying hands were knocked away by a punch at this moment, and his figure retreated again and again.

“Isn’t it shameless to bully others by taking advantage of others’ power, and take away their own place to live in order to feel satisfied by seeing others’ misery?”

On Cui Feng's old face, his pupils shrank slightly. Did he come here for the Luo family?

He seemed to know who the young man in front of him was.

But I don’t know what the other party wants to do.

"Who knows after talking so much? What on earth do you want to do, kid? Do you think you can kill me?" Cui Feng said angrily.

"Kill you? Why should I kill you when I have no grudge against you before?" Ye Wuyou said in a cold voice.

"Then what are you doing now?" Cui Feng had a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Give up your resistance and kneel down to apologize to Master Luo. I will not decide your life or death. It is up to her to decide your life or death." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

Cui Feng laughed angrily, "Is she worthy?"

"Boy, I think you are also a talented person. If you don't fight, you won't know each other. Instead of working for that weak ugly girl, how about joining the Cui family?"

"If you have anything to do with her, it doesn't matter. The Luo family will belong to us sooner or later. Then we can give her to you as a slave. After all, she was once the head of the family. Covering her face, this identity is still very tempting."

Cui Yuan said this with a bewitching tone.

The young man in front of him has a handsome appearance and an extraordinary level. He should not be short of women around him.

You can't just fall in love with that devil-like girl, right? It could only be that the little girl Luo Yue used profit as a inducement to keep the young man in front of her, or was it some kind of evil technique? Or is it a furnace?

Ye Wuyou said nothing, but took a deep look at the old man.

Cui Feng looked at Ye Wuyou's changes and smiled secretly in his heart.

Good birds choose trees to roost in.

How could the declining Luo family be compared to the prosperous Cui family?

He was about to open his mouth to persuade again, but the old face was distorted by a punch, and with boundless energy, everything was destroyed, and the flesh and blood spread out, revealing the stark white bones.

This time, Ye Wuyou didn't hold back at all.

And at such a close distance, Cui Feng's magical power was also exerted on Ye Wuyou at this moment, and accompanied by the old man's ferocious voice, there was a roar and explosion.

"Death to me."

Starting from the two figures on the long street, the surrounding ground collapsed layer by layer.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, Cui Feng's figure had retreated dozens of feet away. At this moment, only half of his face was hanging on his old face, and the rest were only bones.

He was panting now and looking ahead.

Ye Wuyou's figure only retreated a few feet, and there was a bloody hole in his chest that was penetrated by magical power. However, it was recovering bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seemed that Ye Wuyou was seriously injured, but his aura was still calm, while the Cui family leader had lost his aura.

The difference between the two is clear at a glance.

Cui Feng's eyes showed gloom.

Perhaps the life of becoming the head of the family is too comfortable, and he has not done anything for several years. Cui Feng feels that some of his methods are very unfamiliar at the moment. Not long ago, he also worked his way up to the position of the head of the family step by step.

Looking at Cui Feng's gloomy expression, Ye Wuyou just looked down at the injury on his chest, then slowly raised his head, looked directly at him, pointed at his forehead and said.

"You should aim here."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, ripples flickering under his feet, and appeared in front of the old man.

The blade of the blade whirled and danced in his hand, and a clear blade of light shone in the night before it was suddenly slashed.

A powerful energy suddenly appeared in front of the old man. It was a magical power that was far more powerful than the Cui family master.

The illusory Qi machine spear was enough to penetrate the cracked gold stone. The blade was stopped by Shengsheng, and then another spear drove Ye Wuyou back.

The young woman in the night was dressed in a close-fitting blue dress, holding a spear and speaking in a clear voice.

"Stay away from the master of the house."

The naked old man on the street stood up slowly. The Cui family leader, whose eyes were filled with only horror, now had a bright light in his eyes, and his pupils showed a quiet light in the stark white bones.

"Cui Sanniang, you came too late." The old man's voice was full of anger and accusation, without any gratitude.

The woman in blue, known as Cui Sanniang, frowned and was speechless.

"Why did you come so late? Why didn't you go out alone in the building?" The head of the Cui family said in a reluctant voice.

Cui Sanniang took a deep breath.

Mudd, the old guy is crazy.

You guys are not practicing in the building and having sex parties every day. Why should I stay in the building? Is it possible to join you?

She just went out by herself in the evening, found a store, and ordered a mountain-style hot pot.

As soon as the pot was served, he hurried over without eating a single bite.

Sanniang didn't say anything, and Patriarch Cui didn't bother him anymore.

With Sanniang, a pure martial arts practitioner in the sixth realm, in front of him, Patriarch Cui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he was not practicing martial arts, but magic. He had been approached by Ye Wuyou with magic, and he couldn't use his Dharma image. It was really difficult.

But then the old man's eyes showed undisguised resentment, and he looked straight at Ye Wuyou in front of him.

Cui Feng pinched his hands and displayed his famous magical skills.

A breeze gradually blew over the long street at night.

Then, the breeze swirled in the empty space and turned into a tornado.

Looking at the expanding tornado, Ye Wuyou's eyes condensed slightly, as if he thought of something, and clenched the black long sword in his hand and walked forward.

But he paused as soon as he took a step.

Because the tornado dissipated.

A spear smashed it at this moment.

"You, what are you doing!" The head of the Cui family roared at this moment.

Cui Sanniang did not look back at the head of the family, but turned her back to the old man, her eyes always fixed on Ye Wuyou, staring at him closely.

She said in a calm tone.

"If you use this magical power in the mountain city, many people will die."

The head of the Cui family was filled with hatred at this moment, and roared at the woman like a beast.

"Why do you care about these? Why don't you see how strong that kid is, and don't you see the safety of this old man?"

"If the head of the family is worried about his safety, you can leave first. When you go to Baiyun Temple, you will not be in any danger. I will stop this person." Sanniang's voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

"You, you, you... idiot, unreasonable." The old man roared, and then turned and left.

Ye Wuyou stood there in silence for a while, and then stepped forward again.

The mountain wind blew, not the magical power, but the evening wind blowing in this dark mountain city.

The wind picked up.

There was a chill in the wind.

Then the hell began to happen.