The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

　　 "Master Master, you can rest a little longer, and then leave it to us." Shi Lei returned to Ye Feng's front and blocked the dust for him.

　　 Shi Lei is square, although not tall, but relatively strong, like a wall blocking in front, people have an inexplicable sense of security.

　　 "Don't be rude to our master and uncle!"

　　 Li Jiaojiao and Huo Yunjie also surrounded.

　　 The three major disciples stood side by side in front of him, blocking the momentum from the Red Snake Sect disciples for Ye Feng.

　　 Looking at the slightly immature backs of the disciples, Ye Feng was suddenly moved a little.

　　 "The so-called true love in adversity, the three of them can stay and have true feelings for the ethereal sect, which is much better than the four disciples Xiao Fangu, the anti-boned boy."

　　 Ye Feng complained in his heart.

　　 He secretly made up his mind that once the phantom group has overcome the crisis, the disciples recruited in the future must be loyal.

　　 "You are quite loyal to this leader who has no cultivation base, but it is a pity that you are about to leave."

　　 Sitai sneered while holding his arms.

　　 Shi Lei and the other three disciples wanted to rush up to beat Si Taijian, but they were stopped by Ye Feng.

　　 I only heard Ye Feng say: "It's not time yet, wait until you get to the ring and then fight fiercely."

　　 "Oh, hit hard, did I hear you wrong?"

　　 Si Taima and the dozens of Red Snake Sect disciples beside him laughed loudly, as if they had heard the best joke in the world.

　　 "Where is the head of the Red Snake Sect and the Misty Sect?"

　　 At this time, a deep voice came from outside the door, everyone followed the sound, only three men wearing special silver robes came over.

The person headed by 　　 is a middle-aged man who seems to be fifty years old, with a bright bald head and a slightly bloated body.

　　 "I have seen Deacon Zhou."

　　 The disciple of the Red Snake School immediately put away the sneer on his face and changed to lick the dog in seconds.

　　 This "Deacon Zhou" is not easy.

　　He is the deacon of Baifu City’s City Lord’s Mansion. He is the existence of the nine peaks of Qi refining and is responsible for managing the battle of the sect, and is eligible to withdraw the land deed to the sect.

　　 For the clans around Baifu City, Deacon Zhou is an insurmountable mountain.

　　 "Deacon Zhou, I haven't seen you for a long time, you've lost weight again."

　　 A hoarse voice came from behind the disciple of the Red Snake School, and then, a red-haired old man in a wheelchair appeared.

　　 This person is the head of the Red Snake School, Zhao Dajiang.

　　 When "Deacon Zhou" heard that he was thinner, his face suddenly smiled: "I won't say any more polite words, the two heads, the two parties are about to start the battle, how are you preparing?"

　　 "Fantasy, do you need to prepare?" Zhao Dajiang smiled gloomily.

　　 Deacon Zhou glanced at him and did not speak.

　　 Although he doesn't say it on the surface, he also thinks that the ethereal faction has no chance of winning.

　　As soon as he came in, he could see that Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, and Li Jiaojiao were very ordinary.

　　 As for Ye Feng, the master instructor, he was just a mortal who didn't even have a vision.

　　The most important thing is that there are only three disciples.

　　 Losing any game is a loss.

　　 As for the legendary "Let two chase three", in the eyes of Deacon Zhou, it is simply unrealistic.

　　 For him, it is a waste of time to preside over this door party battle.

　　 "The ring is ready, and the two sides are ready for a while, and it's time to take the stage to discuss."

　　 Deacon Zhou left a word, and walked out of the dilapidated courtyard.

　　 "You guys wait and see!"

　　 Si Taijian looked at Ye Feng and his group jokingly, wiped his neck, and left the compound with his hand.

　　 "Master, we..."

　　 Huo Yunjie stared at the back of Si Tai and the group of people leaving, and said in a deep voice.

　　 But before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Ye Feng waved his hand: "Everything goes according to plan."

"Yes."

　　 The three disciples nodded.

　　 After that, Ye Feng took them out of the compound of the sect and came to a clearing in front of the sect.

　　 Here, a square ring has been built with wood. There are dozens of people standing around, wearing different styles of clothing, all of them are disciples from other schools nearby watching the excitement.

　　 "I'm going, there are only three disciples in the illusory school. According to the five-match three-win system, they must win all to win!"

　　 "It's harder to win than to climb to the sky."

　　 "Look, the one who hasn't been cultivated is the head of the Misty Sect. It is said that he is the brother of the old head."

　　 "It's so miserable that the ethereal sect is so mixed up that a mortal should be the head."

　　"..."

　　 When disciples of all sects saw Ye Feng and the three disciples, no one was optimistic.

　　 "Ahem!"

At this time, Deacon Zhou came to the arena, "The Scarlet Snake Sect challenged the Misty Sect to the sect. Today, the battle starts with a five-game three-win system, and the loser leaves the sect land deed. Now, let the disciples of the two factions take the stage first. "

　　 The voice just fell.

　　 Si Taijian and the four Red Snake Sect disciples jumped onto the ring and showed off their own cultivation skills.

　　 One qi refining fivefold, three qi refining fourfold, and one qi refining threefold.

　　 "Si Taima deserves to be the first genius of the Crimson Snake Sect. He has already refined five qi."

　　 "The others are not bad."

　　 Disciples of various schools whispered.

　　 "Go up!"

　　 Ye Feng ignored the voices of the disciples and said.

　　 The three disciples nodded, using the most stable method, step by step to the arena, and exuded the aura of cultivation.

　　 One qi refining is quadruple, and two refining qi is triple.

"Hahaha…"

　　The disciples of all sects all smiled.

　　 is lower by a small level on average, and it’s three to five. How can it be beaten?

　　 "Since the Misty Sect has only three disciples, we will lose two games first. Please the Red Snake Sect to choose two winners to exit." Deacon Zhou looked at the five disciples of the Red Snake Sect and said.

　　 Si Taijian said to a qi refining triple and a qi refining quadruple, "Go down, you two."

　　 The two immediately stepped off the ring, leaving Si Taima and two Qi-refining four-fold disciples behind.

　　 "As the challenged party, the order of appearance and opponents are determined by the mysterious disciples, and then the first battle begins." Deacon Zhou announced the rules, and then jumped out of the ring.

　　 "I am a big brother, let me come to the top in the first battle."

　　 Shi Lei stepped forward and handed over to the red snake sent a thin-shaped quadruple disciple of Qi refining, "I will choose you."

As soon as 　　's voice fell, the remaining four people turned and jumped off the ring, without any muddling.

　　 on the ring.

　　 Only Shi Lei and his opponent are left.

　　 "Boy, dare to challenge me "Bufeilan", you are very courageous!" Bufeilan smiled, shaking his hands suddenly, each holding a ball of flame.

　　 The surrounding temperature rises rapidly, and the air is constantly distorted.

　　 Even if they are far apart, the withered grass on the side of the ring has a sign of burning.

　　 "This is the first-class spell "Flame Snake" of the Crimson Snake School. Looking at the color of the flame, it is obvious that you have already started, and it is close to the point of Xiaocheng."

　　 a certain sect disciple exclaimed.

　　 "Die to me!"

　　 Bu Feilan of the Crimson Snake faction waved his hands alternately, throwing out the hot flame snakes, like a sharp arrow stabbing Shi Lei.

　　 However, what is surprising is that Shi Lei glowed softly all over his body, and the wind was blowing under his feet. He actually used the entry-level "Wind Spirit Walk" to escape the crisis.

"Hahaha…"

　　 "The great disciple of the dignified sect, looking strong, turned out to practice a special escape spell...Huh, what is he going to do?"

　　The disciples of various factions were about to make fun, but they saw Shi Lei suddenly turn around and slammed straight into Bu Feilan of the Crimson Snake faction.

　　 "You are looking for death!"

　　 Step Felan speeded up his movements, and the flame snakes in both hands kept throwing out.

　　 But the next moment, Shi Lei's speed suddenly increased by two-thirds, and a thick dark light shield quickly condensed in front of him.

boom!

　　 Red Snake Pie’s Bu Feilan felt that he was hit by a wall, and his ribs were broken for unknown reasons, and his figure was like a broken kite tossed out and fell heavily outside the ring.

　　 "Hiss!"

　　 When everyone saw this, they all began to breathe coldly together.