World Wide Martial Art

Qiu Langjun roared fiercely in his heart, but on the surface he looked calm. Instead, he comforted Xian Yun'er, "Yun'er, this is the sect's rule. There is really nothing I can do. Situ."

Xian Yun'er was no match for the deacon at all. At this moment, she was tightly entangled. After hearing what Qiu Langjun said, she couldn't help but look at Ye Feng sadly.

"He is the only one who is willing to stand up for me, but when he is dying, I can't do anything and can only watch..."

Xian Yun'er never thought that Ye Feng could survive Liu Jiu's hands. After all, although Liu Jiu was not as good as herself, he was also a three-star cultivator, far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Ye Feng might not even be able to deal with ordinary people, so how could he stop Liu Jiu, a three-star cultivator.

Seeing Liu Jiu rush to Ye Feng, stabbing out the green wood sword with a ferocious smile, Qiu Langjun's eyes flashed with joy, "How dare you shout at me, this is your fate!"

But the next time, Qiu Langjun's face suddenly froze, his pupils shrank, revealing a hint of disbelief.

I saw the Aoki Sword standing three inches in front of Ye Feng. There was obviously air in the middle, but the Aoki Sword seemed to have stabbed steel, making a harsh sound and the sword body trembling endlessly.

"How can it be!"

Liu Jiu looked at Ye Feng in surprise. He felt a sharp pain in his arm, which was the counter-shock force from the Qingmu Sword.

The next moment, under Liu Jiu's horrified gaze, the green wood sword shattered.

"too weak."

Ye Feng's eyes were stern, as if looking at an ant that could be trampled to death at any time, and he raised his arm and waved slightly.

"Buzz!"

Ripples appeared in the void, and an incomparably tyrannical and irresistible terrifying force instantly bombarded Liu Jiu.

"puff!"

Liu Jiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, almost popping out of his eye sockets, his body hunched like a shrimp flew out and knocked down the wall of the city lord's palace.

"ah……"

Weak groans were heard, and under the collapsed rubble, Liu Jiu's dusty head could just be seen. His eyes glared at Ye Feng with hatred and unwillingness, as if he wanted to kill Ye Feng with his eyes.

With just one blow, Liu Jiu was severely injured by Ye Feng. All the bones and meridians in his body were severed. His vitality was flowing out at a very fast speed. With such an injury, it was impossible to cure it with medicine and stone, and he would definitely die!

"What's going on? What happened? Where did this guy come from!"

Qiu Langjun has not recovered from the shock at this moment. He clearly did not see Ye Feng perform any magical skills, but Liu Jiu was injured out of thin air and was even unable to survive. What kind of weird method was this?

"Soul star cultivator..."

The deacon in white who had just stopped Xian Yun'er from assisting Ye Feng was staring at Ye Feng closely at this moment, his eyes full of surprise. There was only one soul star cultivator in a million, and it was rare to see one in a thousand years, but he actually found one in this small Wutong City.

The deacon in black next to Qiu Langjun looked at the deacon in white. The two looked at each other and both became excited.

Soul star cultivators are rare and powerful, but the most important thing is not these two points, but that soul star cultivators can refine magic weapons and spells related to the soul.

The thousand-mile transmission talisman that is hard to find and expensive, the jade pendant that protects the soul from attacks by the soul, and protects the soul from the inner demons, are all the work of soul star cultivators.

The ten major sects in the Great Void Realm relied on selling magical weapons and magic weapons to accumulate strength and wealth, and eventually became the number one Wanbao Sect. They were able to reach this point precisely because there was a five-star soul cultivator in Wanbao Sect.

This soul cultivation is the foundation of Wanbao Sect and the money tree of Wanbao Sect. The Thousand Mile Transmission Talisman and the God Protector Jade Pendant he refined have become popular throughout the Discord World.

If the Jupiter Sect can have a soul cultivator, it will be soaring into the sky. Maybe it can become a super sect like the Wanbao Sect, or even surpass the Wanbao Sect!

Therefore, after seeing that Ye Feng was a soul cultivator, the two deacons in black and white were so excited that they couldn't help singing a song.

However, Xian Yun'er's eyes became complicated. The voice in her sea of ​​consciousness was not an auditory hallucination. Ye Feng was really a soul cultivator. And judging from the way Ye Feng casually wounded Liu Jiu, he was probably a three-star soul cultivator at the very least.

What is the origin of this mysterious guy who fell from the sky and was dying? Is his appearance in Wutong City a coincidence or has a conspiracy?

Xian Yun'er kept thinking in her mind, but no matter what, she was still grateful to Ye Feng for being willing to stand up at this moment.

It's a pity that Liu Jiu is just a disciple of the Jupiter Sect. The strength of the Jupiter Sect is very terrifying, and even Ye Feng, a soul cultivator, cannot resist it.

The two deacons beside Qiu Langjun were both five-star wood cultivators. How could Ye Feng stop such existences.

On the other hand, the people of Wutong City couldn't tell Ye Feng's true identity at all. At this moment, all of them looked frightened and moved away from Ye Feng with a clatter.

Many people who had scolded Ye Feng before were so frightened that they were afraid that Ye Feng would settle the score with them.

It can be said that gods are fighting, and mortals suffer. These people feel bitter in their hearts. You said you were also among gods, how could we have the guts to offend you?

Regardless of whether Ye Feng or Liu Jiu and others, the methods they used were no different from gods in the eyes of the common people. These were all high-level immortal masters. Crushing themselves to death was as easy as killing ants.

"Ye Feng, please leave quickly, you have nothing to do here!"

At this moment, Xian Yun'er couldn't help shouting to Ye Feng. She knew very well that Ye Feng had exposed his identity as a soul cultivator, but he did not have the strength to protect himself. The Jupiter Sect would never let go of this sweetheart. If he fell into In the hands of the Jupiter Faction, Ye Feng would be miserable.

"Haha, I won't leave."

Ye Feng looked at Xian Yun'er and smiled softly, then sharpened his eyes and stared at Qiu Langjun, "With me here, no one can harm you!"

"What a loud tone!"

Qiu Langjun's murderous intention boiled over, and Ye Feng repeatedly provoked him. He really thought that Qiu Langjun was a fool. He was the son of the third elder of the Jupiter sect and a superior human immortal master!

"Deacon Wang Wu, Deacon Li Chen, get this bastard down for me. I want him to know that the majesty of the Jupiter Sect cannot be violated!"

Qiu Langjun looked at the two deacons and said coldly.

"Don't worry, he can't escape."

The black-clothed deacon Wang Wu grinned, his eyes showing greed. Although Ye Feng was a soul cultivator, he was too weak and Wang Wu didn't take him seriously at all.

On the contrary, such a weak soul cultivator is most suitable to capture the Jupiter sect and use it as a machine for making spells and magic weapons. He can use it day and night without worrying about Ye Feng's ability to resist.

Deacon Li Chen in white also thinks the same. If Ye Feng is a five-star soul cultivator, they must politely invite Ye Feng to be the guest of the Jupiter Sect. But for a three-star soul cultivator, I'm sorry, you can only be a slave of the Jupiter Sect. A diligent money-making machine!

"Boy, come here!"

Wang Wu smiled proudly and suddenly pointed at Ye Feng, and saw the mighty green wood starlight sweeping out, like a bright star river, covering Ye Feng.