World Wide Martial Art

"Before you take action, why don't you investigate Ye Feng's identity first! Yang Zhen, you...you are deliberately trying to get me, aren't you?"

Yang Yan's face was ashen and he roared hysterically. Situ Reading

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"Second uncle, what happened?" Yang Zhen asked aggrievedly, holding his red and swollen face.

"Ye Feng...that Ye Feng is an inner disciple!" Yang Yan gritted his teeth, and these words almost burst out from between his teeth.

"What!?"

"This, this is impossible!"

"That kid is only at the fourth level of the King Realm, how can he be an inner disciple?"

The four people screamed at the same time, all of them couldn't believe it.

Among the inner disciples of the Xuanyi Sect, those whose cultivation levels are not at the Great Perfection of the King Realm, even if they are the lowest in strength, are at least at the eighth level of the King Realm.

No one would believe that Ye Feng could become an inner disciple just by being at the fourth level of King Realm.

This is why they did not inquire about Ye Feng's specific identity, but regarded Ye Feng as an outer disciple from the beginning.

"Ah……"

Yang Yan couldn't help but sneer and said: "Ye Feng is the first place in this kendo competition. Do you think his family is an inner disciple?"

"Second uncle, you...are you right?" Yang Zhenyou couldn't believe it.

"Make a mistake? These words were spoken by the sect master himself. Do you think I made a mistake? I would have made a mistake. Could it be that the sect master and his elders also made a mistake?"

Yang Yan now wants to tear Yang Zhen apart directly.

If he hadn't been instigated before, he wouldn't have offended Ye Feng.

When Yang Zhen and the other four heard this, their bodies trembled and their eyes widened.

"Inner disciple, I...I actually wanted to break an inner disciple's leg. What have I done?"

His body went limp and fell to the ground helplessly.

That's an inner disciple!

What do the inner disciples represent? That is the future of Xuan Yizong, a figure destined to soar into the sky in the future.

I am just a small outer sect disciple, but I dare to offend an inner sect disciple and even want to cripple his legs.

It’s simply seeking death!

Not only Yang Zhen, but also the other three people felt that they were in trouble and were speechless for a moment.

"Deacon Yang, what should we do?" After a while, the short young man asked with a sad face.

"What should I do? You ask me, who should I ask?"

Yang Yan wanted to crush them to death, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and asked: "Let me ask you, who instructed you to deal with Ye Feng?"

Yang Yan was also shrewd and knew that the only thing he should do now was to find a way to calm Ye Feng's anger.

He knew that Yang Zhen had no grudge against Ye Feng before. The reason why he spared no effort to deal with Ye Feng this time was that someone must be behind it.

As long as that person is found out, the matter may be solved.

"Second uncle, yes, he is the genius of Huan family of Tiandao sect, Huan Jue." Yang Zhen answered tremblingly, knowing that he couldn't get over it.

"What?!"

"Damn beast, how dare you collude with outsiders to deal with the disciples of the sect, and you are also an inner disciple?"

Yang Yan stepped forward and kicked Yang Zhen until he screamed repeatedly.

"For the sake of you being my nephew, I let you do your mischief outside the house, but you are so ungrateful? Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen, if you want to die, don't get involved with me!"

Yang Yan was almost furious.

Can you not be angry?

Colluding with outsiders to murder the disciples of the sect is a serious crime. It can range from being expelled from the sect to even confiscating the family and exterminating the clan. It is no joke.

If this matter is brought to light, not only Yang Zhen will die, but the Yang family behind him, including Yang Yan, will also bear a huge responsibility.

With this thought, Yang Yan kicked his nephew away like a ball.

"Deacon Yang, if you keep fighting like this, Brother Yang will die."

The short young man cowered and spoke to stop him.

Yang Yan spat on the ground, then put away his feet and stared at Yang Zhen who was covered in blood on the ground: "Yang Zhen, this happened because of you. Now, I can only take you to Ye Feng and beg him to let us go." Yima, don’t blame me.”

"Besides, you three are also coming together. If anyone dares not to go, don't blame me for being rude."

In order to protect himself, Yang Yan no longer cared so much. After saying this, he picked up Yang Zhen on the ground and walked out.

Soon, the five people arrived outside Ye Feng's cave.

As the deacon of the outer sect, Yang Yan could easily find out the location of Ye Feng's cave, but he didn't dare to break in without Ye Feng's permission.

At this time, Ye Feng was not in the mood to pay attention to them.

So, the five people could only wait outside the cave.

This wait is seven days.

Ye Feng has been in retreat.

His most important task now is to go to Huai Kong Mountain to find Wugou soil, without the fifth or sixth level of King Realm cultivation.

He didn't dare to step into it easily, so now he just wanted to hit the realm as soon as possible and improve his cultivation. Other things were irrelevant.

Seven days later, Ye Feng finally ran out of training space and had to leave after all his spiritual stones were consumed.

"Um……"

As soon as he walked out, he saw Yang Yan and five others standing quietly outside.

One of the deacons was standing, and the other four were kneeling.

All five of them looked haggard.

They knew that Ye Feng was practicing in the cave, but they didn't dare to disturb him, and they didn't dare to leave like this. I was afraid that if I left, I would miss Ye Feng, so I could only wait stupidly.

"What do you guys mean? What other plots have you come up with to deal with me?"

Looking at the five people with strange expressions, Ye Feng showed a smile.

Under Ye Feng's gaze, even Yang Yan, who had just entered the holy realm, felt panicked.

He couldn't help but panic.

The status of the inner disciple is higher than that of the deacon. If Ye Feng really wants to deal with him, he has many ways.

"No, no, Mr. Ye, please don't misunderstand us. We have changed our minds and we are here specially to wait for you and apologize to him."

Yang Yan tried his best to smile sincerely.

"Yeah yeah."

"Senior Brother Ye, you have a lot, and we are obsessed with it. We hope that Senior Brother will not care about us."

"..."

"Apologize?"

Looking at the panicked five people, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, we do know that we were wrong. We were blind before and offended Mr. Ye. Please let us go, Mr. Ye."

Yang Yan spoke in a very respectful manner, completely losing the arrogance he had before.

"Let you go? Haha..."

Ye Feng couldn't help but sneered, glanced at the five of them coldly, and said, "Who said you want to kill me? Now just because of your words, you want me to let you go?"

"I, Ye Feng, are not so easy to bully!"

He knew that when the five people admitted their mistakes and apologized to him, it was not because the five people had found out their consciences and planned to change their minds, but because the five people felt that their status was high and they did not dare to deal with him easily.

If I were really just an outside disciple with no background, I might not know how I died now.

So, how could it be possible to let them go easily?