World Wide Martial Art

"Uncle Master... Then I will let Yan Xi bring Ye Feng back. The fourth level of the virtual realm can defeat the half-step king realm and kill the seriously injured king realm. Our Wanjue Sect has not seen such talent in many years. Such a talented disciple, if he falls away or is poached by other sects, it will not be the blessing of this sect!"

The people from Xuanhai smiled awkwardly at Nie Wushen, making Nie Wushen really helpless with this weak-tempered sect leader. Situ Reading 520 official website

However, Xuan Hai's cultivation was about to reach the peak of King Realm, which finally gave Nie Wushen a little more comfort.

With Xuan Hai's potential, he may be able to reach the semi-saint realm in another hundred years. Once he breaks through, Wan Jue Sect will have two semi-saint experts. As a result, the ranking at the bottom of the Seven Holy Lands will have to change. Change it.

"Hmph! Why didn't you think of protecting him earlier? As for now, there's no need to go..."

"Xuan Zhenzi came to see me. Qiandori Zhai and Xingxiang Temple both offered olive branches to Ye Feng, but he rejected them one by one. This boy can be regarded as having a deep friendship with the sect and is a man of talent. He is now In the growth stage... it's not a bad thing to be a little stressed," Nie Wushen said solemnly, "Without tempering, how can you transform into a truly strong person?"

"Uncle Master, do you mean to let him fend for himself?" The people in Xuanhai couldn't help but be stunned.

"Fuck you." Nie Wu shouted angrily without losing his temper.

"I'll keep an eye on it myself! If you're below the king level, you don't need to pay attention to it and let that kid deal with it on his own. But if someone in the king level takes action against Ye Feng, you don't need to be merciful and just kill him directly. I, the Wan Jue Sect, are not A soft persimmon that can be manipulated at will.”

"There is also Wushuang Peak, which also needs to give some compensation. Over the years, our sect has owed Wushuang Peak too much. Please make up for it properly, and don't let Ye Feng feel cold."

"I sincerely obey my uncle's order, Xuanhai will do it now." The man from Xuanhai nodded, turned around and was about to leave the wooden house.

"Come back, there is still an important matter for you to handle... One of the things that need attention is engraved on this jade slip. Remember, the matter is important, so you must be careful."

Nie Wushen raised his palm, and a purple jade slip flew up and appeared in Xuan Hai's hand. After the spiritual power of Xuan Hai entered it, a very solemn expression soon appeared on his face.

He cupped his hands towards Nie Wushen, who seemed to have fallen into trance, and his figure flashed and disappeared in the wooden house in an instant...

Lingyunfeng.

"What! The sect leader ordered that all the Tianzihao training rooms belonging to Wushuang Peak be returned?"

"This is absolutely not possible! How could Xuan Hai suddenly issue such an order? Didn't we already agree on this a long time ago? This is the price Ye Feng of Wushuang Peak must pay. No, this elder is going to ask Xuan Hai..." Ling Juetian was shocked and A voice full of confusion resounded in an unusually decorated palace at the top of Lingyun Peak.

On the side, Long Zaixing, Bai Wangtian and other peak masters of several other peaks were sitting helplessly on one side, obviously also very puzzled by the sudden order issued by the people of Xuanhai.

"Xuanhai... may not make this decision. It must be the matter ordered by the Supreme Elder. Elder Ling, I would like to advise you not to get into trouble with the Supreme Leader. Just now, when the leader of the Xuanhai clan gave the order to us, he looked ugly. "Obviously, he was also reprimanded by the Supreme Being. He must have become really angry," Bai Wangtian said, fanning the flames.

"Is it because of the previous summons from the Astrology Observation?"

"That boy Ye Feng is gaining momentum now. It is said that he has made a half-year agreement with Liang Jiuzhou, the leader of the four geniuses. Now the most famous disciple of our sect is this boy with average cultivation..."

"Hmph! He just has better luck. Compared with Aotian, what does he mean? A mere fourth-level warrior in the virtual realm actually attracted the attention of the Supreme Being and took back the Tianzihao training room that belongs to us. Damn it..."

Long Zaixing and Ling Juetian snorted heavily, obviously hating Ye Feng even more in their hearts.

Deep murderous intent flashed through the gloomy eyes of the two men from time to time.

Wait, then.

Long Aotian has already come down the mountain. This little bastard won't be able to hold on for long...

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When Ye Feng practiced tirelessly in the cultivation space like an iron man for half a year, which was about two days in the outside world, he finally reluctantly withdrew from it.

Opening your eyes, a ray of bright and warm sunlight poured in from the window and shone into the room.

Qi Luck Dantian, exhaling a breath of turbid air, Ye Feng stretched, then turned over and got out of bed to move around.

A low, thunderous sound came from his body. It was the sound of Yuanli and muscles blending and colliding with each other, making Ye Feng feel the strong power in his body.

During the six months of practicing in the training space, Ye Feng advanced to the top-level "Golden Bell Body Protection Art" and practiced to the level of Xiaocheng. Then he focused on understanding the meaning of the sword and the Eight Diagrams of the Ten Directions. Above the fist.

However, what made him a little helpless was that the practice of Gen Gong Shan Fist, a style of "Shi Fang Ba Ba Quan", had made little progress, and the illusory "power of the mountain" made him confused. After dozens of days of hard training, I have not even been able to scratch the surface of the "power of the mountain", and Gengong Shanquan is only at the introductory stage.

It seems that the power of heaven and earth is beyond the realm of virtual reality...

With Ye Feng's current cultivation level, it is really difficult to figure out this mysterious realm that can only be accessed by warriors who have entered the realm of saints.

However, what gives Ye Feng some peace of mind is that even without the bonus of "Mountain Power", he can still use the "Gen Gong Mountain Fist" move like other punches of Shifang Baguaquan, but the power is limited. Just some restrictions.

After moving in the room for a while, Ye Feng took a refreshing shower and hid his own cultivation aura.

It's almost time to leave here today. As for the target, naturally it is Luo'an City, the capital of the powerful Western Tang Dynasty, to find those "old friends" from the past to settle old scores.

Recalling what he had experienced in the Western Tang Dynasty in the past, Ye Feng's narrowed eyes were filled with coldness, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of ridicule.

Like an ordinary warrior, he walked out of the room with a calm face and came to the inn lobby ahead. He was about to check out and leave. But just as he walked into the lobby, his eyes lit up, and Ye Feng discovered a beautiful and familiar face. face.

I didn’t expect to meet acquaintances in such a small border country.

"Hey, Senior Sister Zhen Wan, we are really destined..."

Ye Feng walked up behind Zhen Wan and Yun Ling as if nothing happened, and suddenly spoke.

Zhen Wan, who didn't notice Ye Feng's approach, was obviously startled by him. She almost couldn't hold back her energy and burst out. She turned around quickly as if facing a formidable enemy.

But after Zhen Wan saw Ye Feng's figure clearly, the powerful energy fluctuations that were about to burst out calmed down. She opened her mouth slightly and looked at the smiling young man in front of her with great surprise and a hint of surprise.

"It's really you...Ye...why are you here..."