World Wide Martial Art

"The body of Holy Son Wuji?"

Mo Qing was stunned for a moment. Although he was from the Shengguang Sect, he was already in a spiritual state at that time and could not show himself to others, so he followed Lin Haixiong all the time. In the process, he did not see the body of Holy Son Wuji.

"Didn't see it."

Mo Qing shook his head and continued: "I can contact the Holy Light Sect Master to inquire."

"good."

Ye Feng nodded in agreement, and then looked at Zhang Tianwang and others, but they all shook their heads, and they also did not see the body of Holy Son Wuji.

"It seems like there's something really wrong with this."

There was a chill in Ye Feng's eyes. Although it was not certain that Saint Wuji was still alive, there was a high probability that the opponent had the means to save his life and was not killed by Ye Feng.

In this way, the Holy Son of Wuji has probably escaped back to Wuji Sect. His position in Wuji Sect is very high and he can intimidate everyone in Wuji Sect so that they will not be leaderless like Dragon Palace.

"Boost!"

Ye Feng vaguely felt that something was wrong. The Wuji Holy Son's methods were weird. Even if he was only at the fifth level of Qi Zong, he should not be underestimated.

The Wuji Sect, with the Wuji Holy Son at the helm, is definitely more difficult to crack than the Dragon Palace, and there may even be mistakes.

Everyone also saw Ye Feng's serious face, realized something, and quickly moved forward at full speed.

The distance between the Dragon Palace and the Wuji Sect is not too far, only a thousand miles away. Ye Feng and his party successfully arrived in two hours.

Standing in the sky above the Wuji Sect, Ye Feng found that the entire Wuji Sect was silent, as if it had been abandoned, and there were no martial arts cultivators in it.

This scene seems strange. After all, this is a big force. Even if the Wuji Sect abandons this headquarters, other small forces will definitely be eager to explore here.

But now, the Wuji Sect is silent. Except for Ye Feng and his party, there are no other martial arts cultivators within hundreds of miles. This is already weird.

"Uncle Ye, the leader of the Holy Light Sect responded and said that he did not see the body of Holy Son Wuji..."

Mo Qing looked at Ye Feng with a hint of hesitation, obviously he still had something to say.

"But it doesn't matter."

Ye Feng waved his hand, indicating that Mo Qing didn't need to worry.

"The Lord of the Holy Light Sect said that when the disciples of the sect were cleaning the battlefield, they found a purple golden wood broken in two. According to ancient legends, this purple golden wood contains majestic vitality and has the effect of surrogate death."

As soon as he said this, Ye Feng instantly understood that this purple golden wood was definitely related to the Holy Son of Wuji. The other party might have let this purple golden wood die for him before, so that the golden cicada could escape from his shell.

"Sage Wuji should be in Wuji Sect now!"

Ye Feng looked at the dead Wuji Sect below with a serious look, and suddenly slashed out with his sword.

"boom!"

The sword light was about to fall on the Wuji Sect, but an invisible barrier suddenly appeared, like a layer of water waves, blocking the sword light above the Wuji Sect.

"really!"

Ye Feng sneered. The Wuji Sect had already activated the sect-protecting formation. Pretending to be silent was just a disguise. The Wuji Holy Son also wanted to stage an empty city plan, but Ye Feng saw through it directly.

"Holy Son Wuji, come out!"

Ye Feng shouted directly in the sky, his voice was so loud that the beasts in the surrounding mountains and forests ran around in shock.

But the Wuji Sect below was still silent, except for the sect-protecting formation that had appeared, it seemed to be an empty sect.

But inside the Wuji Sect, a group of Wuji Sect disciples looked above their heads with horror on their faces. They saw that the ceiling of the Wuji Sect was shaking continuously, shaken by Ye Feng's shouts.

Most Wuji Sect disciples still have lingering fears about Ye Feng. They saw with their own eyes the scene where Ye Feng saw Wang Taishang cornered and defeated the Third Prince of Dragon Palace.

Ye Feng's terror has penetrated into their hearts, making them extremely frightened. Now that Ye Feng is here, they naturally cannot calm down.

Unknowingly, all the people of Wuji Sect looked towards a secret room deep in the hall.

This secret room is the secret room of Holy Son Wuji, and Holy Son Wuji is in it at the moment.

"Ye Feng!"

Holy Son Wuji stared at the mirror in front of him, which revealed the figures of Ye Feng and his group. Holy Son Wuji locked his eyes on Ye Feng, his eyes full of hatred, but there was cold sweat on his forehead.

Not only the people of Wuji Sect are afraid of Ye Feng, but even the Holy Son of Wuji is full of fear of Ye Feng. After all, he died in Ye Feng's hands before.

Holy Son Wuji felt a twinge of pain when he thought of the lost Purple Gold Wood. It was a life-saving thing given to him by the sect. He only had this one, but now it was wasted.

Even though Holy Son Wuji escaped death and was a blessing in disguise, breaking through the realm barrier and reaching the sixth level of airbending, he still did not have the courage to confront Ye Feng.

Then, Holy Son Wuji looked to his side. A huge space portal stood up, the vortex in it rotated rapidly, and a finger had already been poked out of it.

This finger was as black as ink and extremely dry, like a dead branch, but it exuded majestic power.

This is exactly a finger of the deputy leader of the Wuji Sect, and this deputy leader is the pinnacle of the ninth level of Qi Sect, and is also the person with the highest level that the Wuji Sect can send to the Tianfu Cave.

Although Wuji Sect has the existence of Wuhun Realm, Wuhun Realm cannot enter Tianfu Cave. This deputy sect leader is the most suitable candidate.

"Holy Son, you need to persist for an hour before I can completely enter the Tianfu Cave."

A message came from his finger. It was the deputy sect master of Wuji Sect. The latter was currently trying to enter the Tianfu Cave through the space portal. However, because the ninth level of Qi Sect was too powerful, it was very difficult to enter. Therefore, it took a quarter of an hour for the other party to explore. Insert a finger.

"I see……"

Holy Son Wuji looked at Ye Feng with a cold face in the mirror and nodded with difficulty. This hour was very stressful for him.

Because martial arts cultivators cannot take action before they have completely passed through the space portal and entered the Tianfu Cave.

Therefore, although the deputy sect master at this moment inserted half a finger, he could not help him in any way. He could only rely on himself.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a sound from above, and Saint Son Wuji's heart trembled. He saw Ye Feng in the mirror already taking action to bombard the Wuji Sect's sect-protecting formation. Ye Qi, Mo Qing and others also took action one after another.

One after another magical powers continuously bombarded the sect-protecting formation, and the entire Wuji Sect trembled. The Wuji Holy Son felt as if these attacks were hitting him. Every time the formation trembled, his heart also trembled.

"No, although the formation's defense is powerful, it can't last for an hour!"

Saint Son Wuji's eyes were full of tangles. His most rational choice was to go out to resist Ye Feng and others, but he was too scared. The fear of Ye Feng had penetrated deep into his bones, making him afraid to go out to fight.

"Holy Son, you must overcome your inner demons. This Ye Feng is indeed not a mortal, but you are not an ordinary person either!"

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