Ye Feng held Feng Yueling's delicate hand and strolled through Qingyun Gate.
The surrounding outer disciples looked at the two men with envy, especially the male disciples, who wished they could replace Ye Feng.
Ye Feng took Feng Yueling and strolled to a lawn. He let go of Feng Yueling's delicate hand and lay down gently, with his hands behind his head and his eyes looking at the sky.
Feng Yueling glanced at Ye Feng with some confusion, then gently lay down beside Ye Feng, looking at Ye Feng with a pair of beautiful eyes without blinking.
After a long time, Feng Yueling said softly: "Ye Feng, you seem to have become different?"
Ye Feng came back to his senses and smiled lightly: "Is there any?"
"Yes!" Feng Yueling smiled charmingly: "I don't know you yet? Tell me, what happened?"
Ye Feng's eyes were in a trance, and he answered the question unreasonably: "If one day I am seriously injured and may not be able to be saved, how will you feel?"
Feng Yueling was slightly startled, stretched out her delicate hand to cover Ye Feng's lips, and said with an angry smile: "What did you say?"
Ye Feng smiled softly, stretched out his right hand to take away Feng Yueling's delicate hand, and said, "I mean what if."
"Even if it's not possible!" Feng Yueling rarely became fierce: "I won't let you die."
Ye Feng smiled softly, turned to look at Feng Yueling, his eyes were blank.
Feng Yueling's heart ached inexplicably. She stretched out her delicate hands and pulled Ye Feng into her arms. She said distressedly: "Ye Feng, what happened? That made you so depressed?"
Ye Feng buried his head in Feng Yueling's plump and elastic breasts, smelling the faint body fragrance, and Ye Feng shook his head.
"Did something happen to Feng Wu?" Feng Yueling asked softly.
"No!" Ye Feng said. Although this scene was very charming, there was no charm in Ye Feng's heart. When facing the charming elder sister Feng Yueling, the sadness in Ye Feng's heart was overwhelming.
The words came out involuntarily, as if they had a lot to say to Feng Yueling.
"Then what happened?" Feng Yueling asked gently.
Ye Feng said in a low voice: "A lot of things happened."
Feng Yueling covered her mouth and smiled, and said softly: "Then let's talk about it one by one!"
Ye Feng left Feng Yueling's arms, put his hands behind his head, stared at the sky with his eyes, and told what happened in this trial bit by bit, leading Yu Fengwu to be chased at night, and repeatedly
The pursuit, the mysterious female assassin, passing by a house but being unable to return, what happened in Tianyi City, the Red Clothes Gate, the Black Gold Underworld Armored Turtle, etc., Ye Feng poured out all the details in detail.
Speaking of what happened in Jiancang City, Ye Wuyi was pierced through the heart by an arrow. Ye Feng's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. Feng Yueling's heart was beating up and down in response to Ye Feng's words.
, it was not until Lu Zhenqun appeared in the end and took Ye Wuyi to Zhongzhou that Feng Yueling breathed a sigh of relief.
After saying everything, Ye Feng took a deep breath and felt his whole body relaxed as never before.
Feng Yueling stretched out her slender hand, gently caressed Ye Feng's cheek, lightly opened her lips and said, "Wu Yi must be your favorite person!"
After a moment of silence, Ye Feng nodded gently, looked at Feng Yueling with a hint of apology in his eyes, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Yueling."
Feng Yueling felt a little disappointed in her heart, but she still forced a smile and said: "Fool, how can I be sorry? You were willing to come to me just after you came back, which already makes me very happy."
Looking at the beauty's beautiful smile, Ye Feng felt a pain in his heart. It seemed that the girls he knew were so considerate and easy to be satisfied. Even just one word or conversation from Ye Feng could make them happy.
Be content, what a great honor this is.
"I'm sorry!" Ye Feng murmured softly.
Feng Yueling smiled and tapped Ye Feng's head gently: "There is nothing to be sorry for. Don't worry! Wu Yi will get better. You have to believe Elder Lu."
"Yeah!" Ye Feng smiled, and his mood quickly became clearer as if the clouds were clearing.
Suddenly, Feng Yueling covered her lips and exclaimed: "Ye Feng, have you made a breakthrough?"
Ye Feng chuckled and said proudly: "Of course, he is now a genuine elementary martial spirit."
"So fast!" Feng Yueling muttered softly.
"Let's go! I'll take you back! By the way, go to the Warcraft Pavilion to verify your strength." Ye Feng chuckled, straightened up like a carp, stood firmly on the ground, and stretched out his right hand.
Feng Yueling smiled charmingly and gently placed her delicate hand on Ye Feng's palm.
Ye Feng shouted softly and exerted a little force with his right hand. The beauty screamed and fell into Ye Feng's arms.
"Ha ha!"
Ye Feng laughed heartily, hugged Feng Yueling tightly with both hands, and under the exclamation of the beauty in his arms, he quickly flashed towards the Warcraft Pavilion.
In front of the Warcraft Pavilion, Ye Feng gently put Feng Yueling down.
Feng Yueling glanced at Ye Feng charmingly and whispered softly: "Brother Ye Feng!"
Ye Feng chuckled and said hurriedly: "Let's go in!"
"Forget it!" Feng Yueling smiled charmingly: "I'll let you go this time." After saying that, she walked into the Warcraft Pavilion.
Ye Feng touched his nose and muttered: "I can't tell who will let him go!" After saying that, Ye Feng also stepped into the Warcraft Pavilion.
Some of the disciples and deacons in the Warcraft Pavilion were still from the original team. When they saw Feng Yueling, whose clothes were a little disheveled, they all looked at Ye Feng with red eyes. The thick flames contained in them made Ye Feng feel...
He was covered in cold sweat, and it seemed that even the powerful Seventh Overlord whom he knew could not let him go.
"I'll try it first!"
After greeting Feng Yueling, Ye Feng ran up the stairs and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the disappearing black shadow, Feng Yueling smiled sweetly, and then sighed quietly.
Boom! The disciples behind them gritted their teeth and quickly followed.
There were many people in the Warcraft Pavilion, and Ye Feng saw many disciples on every floor. However, starting from the fifth floor, the number of people became sparse, because the fifth floor is where mid-level martial artists practice, and the corresponding level of Warcraft is
Third-level intermediate level, while most of the outer disciples are only junior martial arts masters, and the intermediate martial arts masters are still relatively small. At this time, most of the inner disciples have not returned, so the fifth level is particularly sparse.
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Shaking his head, Ye Feng went directly to the sixth floor, and then walked up the stairs to the seventh floor without stopping.
The outer disciples at the back looked at each other and swallowed their saliva one by one.
"Which level will this seventh overlord go to? What kind of cultivation level does he have? The seventh level is a place where only elementary martial arts spirits can enter." An outer disciple said in shock.
Another outer disciple knocked him on the head and said angrily: "In the last inner disciple assessment, the seventh overlord defeated the people on the ranking list. There is nothing to make a fuss about in the seventh level! I guess.
He will stop on the seventh floor."
"Let's go! Follow us and have a look!"
The other disciples looked at each other, and then quickly followed.
Ye Feng did not stop this time and went straight to the ninth floor, the floor of the fourth-level high-level monsters, which is equivalent to the strength of high-level human martial arts.
This time, in Jiancang City, Ye Feng's shackles were finally broken. His cultivation level was raised to the level of the primary martial spirit, and his strength also increased greatly. He used the sky-cutting sword technique to kill the white-robed young man.
I can feel the wind
The power has increased a lot. In the past, Ye Feng could deliver up to twenty-two heaven-cutting blows. The last sword that killed the white-robed young man in one fell swoop probably reached the terrifying thirty-day heaven-cutting blow. In terms of quality and quantity,
Horrible changes have taken place.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng walked into the first room. Although this was a fourth-level advanced monster, and the strength of the monster at the same level was stronger than that of humans, with its powerful body and the defense of the Dragon God Transformation, it could resist
It shouldn't be that difficult to reach the fourth-level high-level monsters. When using the Sky-Destroying Sword Technique, although it may not be able to kill them, Ye Feng is confident enough to seriously injure the fourth-level monsters.
"What! We're in!" The outer disciples who followed behind opened their mouths wide!
"What floor is this? Brother!" An outer disciple looked dumbly at Ye Feng as he walked in, and asked with his lips moving involuntarily.
Hearing this, all the outer disciples looked up and saw a big nine characters written on the door.
"No! It's true!" A disciple jumped three feet high on the spot and said in shock: "When did the seventh overlord have the strength of a high-level martial spirit? This is too scary? We are only junior martial arts masters.
He is already a high-level martial spirit, this is too outrageous."
"It's not like you don't know that the Seventh Overlord has extraordinary strength and is a powerful disciple who can cross levels to challenge. A year ago, he was able to kill a third-level advanced winged tiger alive. Otherwise, how could he be called the strongest in Qingyun Sect?
Where are the outer disciples?" An outer disciple said angrily.
"It's just..." A disciple wriggled his lips, his face full of horror: "This is too terrifying! It has only been so long, one year, and it has crossed a large level. It is too strong!"
"We can just watch!" an outer disciple said with great interest.
At this moment, a beautiful woman dressed in purple walked past the stairs, it was Feng Yueling.
All the outer disciples fell silent and looked at Feng Yueling a little shyly.
Feng Yueling walked over slowly, looked at the red light at the door of the Warcraft Room, and whispered: "Ye Feng, be careful!"
In the World of Warcraft room, Ye Feng stood in the formation. The scene changed and he came to a huge open space. Ye Feng stood on one side of the open space. On the other side of the open space, there was the opponent that Ye Feng challenged this time, a fourth-level advanced Warcraft bloodthirsty.
Crazy lion.
Ye Feng's eyes condensed, and the blood in his body began to boil. Is it a fourth-level advanced monster? Let me see your strength!