After holding Xiaoqi in his arms and receiving the pill, Ye Feng quickly returned to the dormitory.
Among the inner disciples, Fatty Liu narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Feng who was leaving quickly.
"I didn't expect Ye Feng to kill Lin Hua." Wu Wenqiu spoke in fear on the side.
"Indeed." Fatty Liu spoke slowly: "Lin Hua's strength is unquestionable. He is also an extremely powerful existence among the inner disciples. I didn't expect Ye Feng to be even better. No wonder I have a bad feeling.
, Ye Feng's strength has exceeded my expectations."
"And..." Wu Wenqiu hesitated: "Ye Feng, haven't taken out his terrifying Sky-Slaying Sword Technique yet!"
Fatty Liu's eyes narrowed. Ye Feng had an extremely terrifying sword technique. It is well known that he had seen it. However, only a few inner disciples had seen it, most of them had never seen it. Even the disciples who had seen it could not describe the powerful sword technique.
Those who can see some clues of swordsmanship are also extremely shocked. After all, it is a terrifying trick to slash dozens or hundreds of swords in succession to fuse them together.
With a ferocious smile, Fatty Liu said gloomyly: "Only by doing your best, Ye Feng will have no chance to use the Sky-Slaying Sword Technique."
Wu Wenqiu was silent, and a stunning sword appeared in his mind. If Han Wentuo hadn't taken the action, Ye Feng's sword would have already cut the first-level martial spirit down. With the cultivation of the intermediate-level martial artist, he could have achieved it.
This level is really shocking.
Seeing Wu Wenqiu's expression, Fatty Liu snorted coldly and took the lead in leaving. Wu Wenqiu was shocked and quickly followed Fatty Liu and left the square.
Holding Xiaoqi in his arms, Ye Feng's figure flashed quickly, and in a moment he returned to the dormitory.
He placed Xiaoqi flat on the bed, pinched Xiaoqi's mouth, and took the pill that had just been distributed to Xiaoqi.
Xiaoqi's clothes were torn and there were holes everywhere in the blue and red clothes. You could see the scars under the clothes. Blood was still slowly oozing out, and part of the blood stuck to the clothes and turned into blood clots.
It was not easy to change Xiaoqi's clothes by himself, and Ye Feng looked at his big mouth.
He crossed his legs with his big mouth crossed his legs, lying on the bed, moaning, and didn't know what he was muttering.
Ye Feng roared: "Big Mouth!"
Big mouth thrilled and jumped up from the bed, staring at Ye Feng blankly and said, "Ye Feng, what are you doing?"
"Your uncle! Come and help!" Ye Feng glared at him angrily.
Big Mouth quickly slipped out of bed and came to Ye Feng. The two of them carefully pulled down Xiao Qi's torn clothes with blood clots on their body, revealing their scarred body, and cleaned the wound on Xiao Qi's body, and finally gave it to him.
Xiaoqi changed into a set of clothes.
After changing into a set of clothes on her body, Xiaoqi looked much cleaner and refreshing overall, no longer as miserable as before.
Xiaoqi had quietly entered a deep sleep state. The slightly sunken cheek on the left looked a little unnatural, but his expression was extremely peaceful. The struggle for several consecutive days consumed a lot of energy and spirit.
Big Mouth looked at the wound on Xiao Qi's body and said with a little fear: "Fortunately I didn't continue to beat him, it was so tragic."
Ye Feng was stunned and then gave Dawu a silence: "I really don't have a little enterprising spirit."
His mouth hurt, he touched his head, and said innocently: "A person who is less than a first-level martial artist, who has no cultivation level, must be beaten up."
"Then why don't you practice quickly." Ye Feng glared at his eyes.
"Uh!" Big Mouth was startled and quickly slipped back to his bed, muttering: "What's wrong with Ye Feng recently? Why is it so fierce!" Seeing Ye Feng's eyes glaring at him again, his expression sternly.
, quickly formed a seal and entered the state of cultivation.
Ye Feng shook his head helplessly. Dazui and Xiaoqi were his best friends in Qingyun Sect. He had a life-and-death relationship. He could be said to be like a brother. Seeing Dazui and Xiaoqi gradually fell down by him,
Especially Dazui, he is still a peak warrior now. He is already a peak martial artist. Seeing Dazui fall behind most of the outer disciples, Ye Feng couldn't help but be anxious, but he just regrets that he can't make a big deal.
If you practice your mouth completely without working hard, it is difficult for you to keep up with your cultivation.
"It's up to Big Mouth to myself." Ye Feng shook his head with a deep look at Big Mouth.
Changing into black clothes and sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ye Feng exhaled deeply, closed his eyes, formed a cultivation seal with both hands and started practicing.
The battle with Lin Hua seemed easy, but it was actually extremely thrilling. If you were not careful, you would easily be defeated. Ye Feng's fighting energy was consumed a lot. As for the wound pierced by the spear tip on his left middle finger, the wound on his left hand had scabbed.
, it looks like it will fall off soon and will not have any impact.
Just as Ye Feng closed his eyes and practiced, the blood scab on his left middle finger slowly loosened and finally fell off completely. His whole left hand was as smooth as before and intact.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth continued to gather around Ye Feng, entering Ye Feng's body through the tiny pores, flowing happily in Ye Feng's meridians, and finally gathered into the cyclone of the Dantian like a river east to the sea.
An hour later, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, and an invisible and sharp light burst out from his eyes.
The spiritual consciousness penetrated into the body, and the cyclone in the dantian was slowly rotating like a gyro, containing extremely pure fighting spirit.
"I still haven't made any progress!" Ye Feng murmured. Since he reached the peak of the martial arts master, the internal fighting spirit in his body seemed to have not changed for several consecutive days. It seems that he lacked an opportunity to break through to the initial level of martial spirit.
"First-level martial spirit..." Ye Feng murmured to himself softly.
"You should be content, Ye Feng!" Cold and said.
"……………” Ye Feng, who was thinking, was startled and knocked his big mouth's head again: "You little bitch, can you be more normal?"
Big Mouth touched his head aggrievedly and muttered: "Don't this depend on your thoughts on things that are so fascinating?"
Ye Feng smiled.
Big Mouth looked at Ye Feng and said indignantly: "At the same age of fifteen, why am I a peak warrior? You are already a peak warrior! If you reach the level of a first-level martial spirit, I really want to find a piece of tofu to collide.
Forget it dead.”
Most of the inner disciples have the cultivation level of the first-level martial spirit, but most of them are seventeen years old, two years older than Ye Feng. Moreover, Ye Feng has been trapped at the peak of the innate for two years.
It was a waste of time. There are only a handful of people who can have the peak martial arts cultivation level at the age of fifteen.
He slapped his mouth back to his bed with a palm, and Ye Feng shook his hand and walked out of the dormitory.
"Hey!" Big Mouth shouted hurriedly: "Ye Feng, why are you going?"
Ye Feng closed the door casually and said without looking back: "Go for a walk."
"I guess I'm looking for a beautiful woman again!" Big Mouth muttered, then said to himself with a sad face: "Forget it! I'd better practice well! Ye Feng is about to break through to the initial level of martial spirit, I'm not going to break through yet
A first-level martial artist, I really want to find a piece of tofu to kill him."
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Inside a loft hall in the middle.
On the quaint and exquisite tea table, the teapot made of unknown materials is steaming hot, and three tea cups are neatly placed next to the teapot.
On the right side of the tea table, Yu Longxiang sat there happily, stretched out his right hand, gently picked up the teapot, poured three cups of tea carefully, and the air suddenly filled with a strong tea fragrance.
A breeze blew in the hall, and Lu Zhenqun's figure appeared in the hall, and he swayed his robe and sat down.
Holding up the teacup, Lu Zhenqun took a sip and sighed: "It's really fragrant with lips and teeth."
Yu Longxiang smiled faintly: "When defeating Lin Hua, Ye Feng's inner disciple's identity has been confirmed."
Swish! A flash of light in the hall again, and a figure appeared in the hall, with his face not angry and powerful, and it was Yu Tenghuan.
Yu Tenghuan said in surprise: "Lao Lu, did your apprentice defeat Lin Hua?"
Lu Zhenqun stroked the white beard and laughed: "Of course."
"It really surprised me!" Yu Tenghuan said slowly: "I didn't expect Ye Feng to defeat Lin Hua. It's really not easy."
"Ye Feng is no longer afraid of being able to defeat Lin Hua, facing the disciples of other sects." Yu Longxiang smiled faintly.
"The old monsters from other sects can abide by the rules, especially the Pingdang Sect. It is better to only send disciples to fight. If they dare to take action..." Lu Zhenqun's eyes sharply: "That's what they have to know is amazing.
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"Hahaha..." Yu Tenghuan laughed: "I killed ten people in anger, each of them are elders above the level of the Martial King, and there is also a Martial Emperor. Lao Lu, your reputation has long been terrified.
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"Pingdang Sect has a great ambition, and you have to be careful. After all, it is related to the success or failure of the sect." Yu Longxiang said lightly.
"Since Ye Feng can defeat Lin Hua, I can leave Wu'er to him with confidence. Xiang'er, make good arrangements!" Yu Tenghuan laughed, shook his sleeves, and his figure slowly dissipated into the original state.
land.
Yu Longxiang smiled bitterly: "Father still has this personality!"
Lu Zhenqun laughed: "With an outstanding son like you, Lao Yu will naturally feel at ease."
Outside the hall, a green whirlwind blew by. Yu Fengwu appeared in the hall and asked curiously: "What do you want me to follow Ye Feng?"
Yu Longxiang smiled faintly and touched Yu Fengwu's head docilely: "You will know in a few days."
"No!" Yu Fengwu pouted her cherry lips and said, "Why wasn't Ye Feng following me? I want to argue with him." After that, his figure flashed quickly and quickly disappeared into the hall.
Lu Zhenqun laughed in silence: "Isn't this the same?"
Yu Longxiang picked up the teacup and took a sip, and smiled faintly.
"There are few days of peace."
Lu Zhenqun shook his sleeves and slowly disappeared into the hall.
Yu Longxiang pondered for a moment, his figure flashed and disappeared.