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Chapter five hundred and fifteen for help(1/2)

After these people came out to see the wounded, they frowned at Qiu Zhen and said, "What's going on with Deacon Qiu!"

In Dancheng, Qiu Zhen can be called an elder, but in the eyes of the General Palace, he is just a deacon, and he is also a low-level deacon.

"Elder Gu, Elder Xin, these disciples were all injured by these two fellow Demon Sect colleagues!"

Hearing the question, Qiu Zhen did not dare to be negligent and quickly spoke.

"Demon-Suppressing Sect?"

These old men also frowned when they heard this.

The strength of the first-grade sect is too much higher than other forces.

Especially the Demon Sect, which has only been around for more than 10,000 years, but all of them have a deep fear of the Demon Sect.

Their sects all have some legends about the Demon-Suppressing Sect.

It is not an easy thing for a force to become a super force.

Especially ten thousand years ago, there were only six major forces in the entire continent. How difficult was it to get a piece of the six major forces?

But the Demon Sect did it, and other forces said nothing, and they helped the Demon Sect build a sect with great politeness.

Although the book records are not detailed, there are also some records that the Demon Sect used its powerful strength to intimidate the Six Sects and then built the Demon Sect.

After ten thousand years of time, these have disappeared into the long river of history, and only these people know something.

This is the benefit of living for a long time, and you have more time to study some other things.

What's more, ten thousand years are long for ordinary people, but not long for warriors.

Especially for the god-level warrior, he only passed on two generations of his inheritance.

Many people have heard of it from classics or from some people.

Therefore, when they heard that this matter was related to the Demon Sect, they all frowned.

"What's going on?"

These old men asked Qiu Zhen.

At this moment, a terrifying wave came into the air.

"Martial Saint!"

After feeling the fluctuation that came in the air, everyone turned their heads and looked over.

I saw a figure coming from the air.

Ye Feng's heart suddenly jumped when he saw this figure.

This was the first time he had seen a truly powerful martial saint flying in the air.

This flight did not rely on any tools, it was completely a volley.

Even though there were many powerful martial saints outside Zhishui, he had not seen anyone flying in the air.

At this time, I was really shocked to see a Void Martial Saint.

This martial saint is very strong, and it is not the same as the ancestor of Zhuri Sect.

Ye Feng felt that this person's energy could kill the ancestor of the Sun Zhu Sect in seconds.

I don't know if it was his illusion or the fact that was it.

You know, as both the powerful Martial Saint, this person is much more powerful than Liao Shengtian.

Is this the peak of the Martial Saint?

In fact, Ye Feng has too little knowledge. He has been in this continent for too short time. Although he has seen many masters, his cultivation level was suppressed at that time, making them only stronger than acquired martial artists.

Soon, the figure slowly landed.

This figure was in his fifties, with a look of arrogance, as if no one took it seriously.

"Brother..."

A group of people curled up on the ground, and suddenly a weak voice came from the injured crowd.

Um?

After hearing this voice, the arrogant middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

"Second brother, what's going on?"

When he saw the middle-aged alchemist in the crowd, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Brother, it's him. This man not only insulted Master Qianlu, but also was in the Law Enforcement Hall, and severely injured us!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged alchemist looked at Ye Feng with a ferocious look on his face and said.

He hated Ye Feng so much now, and he never expected that such a result would be.

Fortunately, his elder brother is here now.

His eldest brother, the strong martial saint, had he not been too poor in his qualifications, and with his eldest brother, the strong martial saint, he could have reached the level of martial saint.

What?

After hearing this, the arrogant warrior looked at Ye Feng with cold eyes.

"court death!"

The arrogant warrior said with a cold look on his face. After saying that, he reached out and slapped Ye Feng.

As he moved, a violent and majestic aura rushed towards Ye Feng.

This majestic aura was so fast that it seemed to exceed time and space, and it came to Ye Feng in just a moment.

Powerless!

Ye Feng also felt this aura, but he actually felt powerless.

Even when he wanted to hide, he didn't have time to react.

Especially when looking at this magnificent and violent aura, it adds a bit of weirdness.

Tie Yu's face also changed, and he saw it, but he had no time to take action.

"Small……"

Seeing this scene, Tie Yu immediately shouted to Ye Feng.

But before he finished speaking, the violent aura had already arrived at Ye Feng.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a shocking sound.

A huge pit appeared at the location of Ye Feng.

Even the iron feather was overturned and a mouthful of blood came out.

Tie Yu did not dare to hesitate at all, so he took out a few pills and put them in his mouth.

In an instant, Tie Yu jumped to the edge of the pit, and there was nothing but a pit.

Not only Tie Yu was stunned, but even the arrogant warriors and the old men were stunned.

You know, they all saw that Ye Feng did not dodge, but there was no one in the pit. Even if he was slapped into scum by this palm, he should have Ye Feng's aura.

"Is this the only ability of the powerful Martial Saint?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out in this quiet space.

After hearing this voice, all of these people turned around and looked over.

Ye Feng was standing next to the group of wounded men.

Well……

None of them saw how Ye Feng did it, and they couldn't even feel the slightest breath where Ye Feng stood.

"Xiaofeng! Are you okay!"

When Tieyu saw Ye Feng, he couldn't help but ask in relief.

Facing the strong Martial Master, Tie Yu is not afraid at all, even at the peak of Martial Master, but facing a strong Martial Master, his strength is a bit ineffective.

Wu Zun and Wu Saint are not the same concept at all.

In fact, Ye Feng also has a deep understanding.

He had fought with the Martial Saint in the Zhishui Realm, and he thought the Martial Saint was just that powerful.

But seeing this arrogant warrior, Ye Feng understood the gap.

The power that the Martial Saint can exert is beyond his imagination.

Even Ye Feng had no power of resistance.

If it weren't for the moment when the inspiration flashed in his mind, and a trace of his pace from the giant in the plaque of the God of War Temple, he wouldn't have been able to avoid this attack at all.

Although he only mastered the basics of this move, this little bit shocked Ye Feng.
To be continued...
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