Lu Peng took out a robe from the Qiankun Bag and put it on. His left hand, which had turned into blood mist, could not be repaired in a short time. He had to wait until he left Luangu Tower and use a higher-level elixir.
"Haha, brother Lu doesn't know Ye Feng? He is also a disciple of Xuantian Wuzong."
Qingyizi said with a smile. At the same time, he saw resentment and murderous intent in Lu Peng's eyes. It was obvious that he had suffered a big loss at Ye Feng's hands.
"What? You said he is also a disciple of our Xuantian Wuzong?"
This answer was obviously beyond Lu Peng's expectations, and the expression on his face changed.
At this moment, the situation in the field is very clear.
Ye Feng and Han Fei were the closest to the Immortal Bell, followed by Yang Yuantian. Experts from other parties were also watching with eager eyes. The atmosphere was extremely solemn, hiding murderous intent.
"Brother, these people don't have any good intentions. Let's join forces, right?"
As Han Fei spoke, he walked towards Ye Feng with a harmless smile on his face.
Ye Feng also had a smile on his face and looked at the little fat man in front of him with interest, full of curiosity about this person.
The mark of Jiuyang Wuxian suddenly appeared, and its purpose was to delay time so that the fat man could take away the fairy bell. So, what is the relationship between Han Fei and Jiuyang Wuxian?
The Five Holy Lands possess magic techniques that can resonate with the Immortal Bell, and the magic techniques used by Han Fei seem to be more effective. Such a clever method is definitely not something that other sects in the Nine Suns Continent can achieve.
"Brother, when you look at me like this, I feel scared..." Being stared at by Ye Feng like this, Han Fei shrank his neck pretending to be scared.
Ye Feng said nothing. Although the other person pretended to be scared, he was already sure that this was a guy pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
As for this fairy bell... Ye Feng never thought of taking it as his own.
It's not that Ye Feng doesn't want to have the Immortal Bell, but because he doesn't know how to collect the Immortal Bell, so it's impossible to take it away.
But the reason why he still took action was just because he felt unhappy.
"Do it!"
Yang Yuantian shouted loudly, followed by dozens of masters from various major sects in the Middle Earth, all of them charging forward with full momentum.
After a lot of fighting, everyone can see that Ye Feng is extremely powerful. Even though his cultivation level has not yet reached the level of the Martial Emperor, his fighting power is unparalleled and he is regarded as the greatest by everyone here.
threaten.
"Sometimes, there is no use having too many people."
Ye Feng looked at it with an indifferent expression. A high-level warrior was besieged by a group of low-level warriors. Once his cultivation level was exhausted, he would definitely lose. However, this problem did not exist with the Heaven-Seizing Creation Kung Fu he practiced. The most fearless
It's a war of attrition.
He made seals with both hands, and the chaotic energy surrounding him suddenly changed, turning into billowing golden Sun Fire that converged into two suns above his head, and rays of sun light flew out. Even a master in the Martial Emperor realm
It was difficult to withstand its power. Some people were penetrated directly, and blood spurted from their mouths. All of them had horrified expressions on their faces.
The coverage area of Ye Feng's move was very large, and Han Fei not far away was also affected, but the little fat man dealt with it easily, and the sun's fire rose up from his body, dissolving the blazing fairy light into the invisible.
"Nine Yang Seal?"
Seeing Ye Feng perform this move, Han Fei frowned slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
In the blink of an eye, among the dozens of warriors who rushed towards Ye Feng with Yang Yuetian, only seven or eight were left. The others were either dead or injured and did not dare to step forward.
The body-protecting Gangqi enveloped the whole body, and Yang Yuantian's whole body was filled with wind and fire. He strode forward without being blocked by the fairy light at all, and sneered: "Your cultivation is not high, and you will definitely be able to use such a powerful move.
It's a huge drain, I want to see how long you can last."
As he spoke, he jumped up and merged his body with his gun. The space was pierced by this blow, making a buzzing and trembling sound. It was obvious that the power was extremely powerful. Many people were even hit by the aftermath, and their energy and blood fluctuated.
, the body is unstable.
The Purple Thunder Sword trembled in his hand, and the sword body trembled continuously, making a crisp sword sound. At this moment, he seemed to have become one with the sword in his hand.
"Man and sword become one? Doesn't he still have the talent to master the sword?"
Not far away, Tuoba Tianye saw this scene with a look of horror on his face.
Everyone has always been curious about Ye Feng's talent. In addition to the blood talent that can transform, he has also cultivated the power of chaos.
Chaos is the beginning of all things, and its level is far beyond what ordinary power of attributes can compare with. If you want to cultivate this kind of power, the conditions required are extremely harsh.
Hearing Tuoba Amano's exclamation, Qing Yizi on the side shook his head and said: "It is impossible for a person to have so many talents, but some people are more powerful than those who have talents even if they do not have talents.
There are many.”
"The boy in Tsing Yi is right, our senior brother from Wu Sheng Mountain is the best example." Hua Ruoyan nodded in agreement.
"Elder brother?..." Tuoba Tianye whispered to himself. Every disciple of Martial Saint Mountain would feel tremendous pressure and be unable to breathe when they heard this person's name.
Xiao Zhan is the name of Wu Shengshan’s senior brother, and he is also a legend among the younger generation of Wu Shengshan!
"Senior Brother Xiao Zhan is indeed admirable!" Qing Yizi said with a smile.
At the moment when they were talking, Ye Feng and Yang Yuetian were already fighting together. The two were actually evenly matched, and they were inseparable from each other.
"Ye Feng was able to compete head-on with Yang Yuantian who had condensed his energy into a gang without losing even without transforming. Is his strength already so strong?"
"It is said that he never awakened his talent a year ago. In other words, it only took him one year to go from warrior to warrior king. He is really a terrible guy."
"If he transforms, Yang Yuantian will definitely not be his opponent. Why does he retain his strength?"
Qing Yizi and Tuoba Tianye looked at each other, both with doubts on their faces.
"Haha, in my opinion, he just doesn't want others to get the fairy bell so easily." Dong Jichen on the other side suddenly interjected.
"You mean he has no idea about the Immortal Bell?" Tuoba Amano said.
"I understand, it is impossible to take away the fairy bell without magic. No matter how strong Ye Feng is, he is not a martial arts immortal after all. Even if he defeats everyone, he can't take away the fairy bell."
As soon as Qing Yizi said this, the eyes of the three of them could not help but twinkle.
"Deal with Yang Yuantian first."
Hua Ruoyan jumped up, her delicate figure turned into an afterimage, holding a big sword, and killed Yang Yuantian.
"Brother Ye, let me help you!"
Dongjishan also came out, played magic spells with both hands, and surrounded his body with formation flags. He quickly deployed formations around him, and at the same time deployed his talent of geomagnetic gravity, and shrouded Yang Yuetian.
"Amitabha, poor monks also work together with you."
Monk Fashi clasped his hands together, with a compassionate face, and the Buddha's light turned into a halo behind his head, which was sacred and majestic.
"I'm talking about the great monk. They all say that their family members are compassionate and have no fight against the world. How can you have the nerve to hit one of them with so many people?"
Han Fei's figure suddenly appeared and blocked Monk Fa Shi.
"Amitabha, what the donor said is wrong. Although our Buddha is compassionate, he also teaches sentient beings not to violate their true intentions. What can a poor monk not do?"
The Buddhism in Jiuyang Continent is different from the Buddhism on the earth where Ye Feng lived in his previous life. After all, this is a world where the strong in martial arts are respected. Only the rules suitable for the survival of this world can make Buddhism immortal for countless years.
"Who is this guy?"
"Under Zhong Bo's attack, only four people in the entire palace persisted, and this fat man is one of them."
"I wonder who will end up with this fairy bell left by the ancient master."
Many warriors were talking about it and basically gave up the fight for the Immortal Bell. On the one hand, they did not have the magic formula to collect the Immortal Bell, and on the other hand, their own strength could not compete with the Five Holy Lands and masters like Ye Feng and Han Fei.
"Is the donor trying to stop me?"
Monk Fa Shi looked calmly at Han Fei who was blocking him. The Buddha's light spurted out from the back of his head, evolving into a large Vajra Seal and rising into the sky.
"Except for Yang Yuantian, the rest of these guys are all in the same group. If we add that Ye Feng, I can't fight them alone..."
Han Fei's forehead wrinkled, and while he was deep in thought, a ray of light shone in his eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision.
"Crack!"
Han Fei used the Great Void Escape Technique, and his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.
Monk Fashi's eyes tightened. The Great Vajra Wheel Seal Buddha's light was so powerful that he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. However, he saw that Han Fei did not make a move with him, but his figure was like light and lightning, heading towards the palace gate.
Fatty Han Fei's reaction and actions made many people look surprised, and then they all thought that this guy might have known that he couldn't capture the Immortal Bell, so he just gave up.
Even in the fierce battle with Yang Yuetian, Ye Feng's attention was always focused on Han Fei's every move. Others might think that Han Fei had given up on the Immortal Bell, but he felt that it was not that simple.
The speed of the Great Void Escape Technique was extremely fast. In just a short moment, Han Fei's figure appeared at the gate of the palace, but he did not leave directly, but turned around slowly, with a smile on his face.
I saw his chubby fleshy hands turning into afterimages, firing out spells one after another. Ye Feng noticed this scene and said something bad in his heart.
"when!"
The fairy bell that was originally suspended in the air and was as big as a fingernail suddenly vibrated, and the terrifying bell wave spread out. Countless warriors flew out on the spot, falling to the ground like dumplings.
"It's the fat man collecting the fairy bell!"
"Let's all use magic techniques to resonate with the Immortal Bell and seize control of the Immortal Bell!"
Everyone reacted instantly, especially Hua Ruoyan, Monk Fa Shi, Dongji Mountain, and Yang Yuantian. They all stopped at the same time and kneaded the magic formula with their hands. They endured Zhong Bo's impact on the origin of the soul and fought with the immortal.
The bell resonates, seizing control.
Only Ye Feng stood in the field, motionless, and Zhong Bo's attack could not have any impact on him.
The Immortal Bell hung in the air, sometimes getting bigger and sometimes smaller. Several masters from the Five Holy Lands continued to play magic tricks. The competition for control seemed extremely fierce.
They didn't know that Ye Feng's soul was so powerful that it was completely unaffected by Zhong Bo. In this case, if Ye Feng suddenly resorted to cruelty, even with Yang Yuantian's cultivation, he would die on the spot.
"If we kill these guys, I'm afraid the entire Jiuyang Continent will be turned upside down, right?"
Looking around, he saw everyone using their skills to resist Zhong Bo's impact, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!..."
Suddenly, Yang Yuantian, Hua Ruoran, Dongji Mountain, Monk Fashi and others all spurted out blood. The fairy bell seemed to be freed from some kind of restraint, and suddenly turned into a golden light and flew towards the entrance of the palace.
"Haha, it doesn't matter if you claim to be the Five Holy Lands, this fairy bell will eventually fall into my hands!"
The fat little Han Fei at the entrance of the palace laughed, but he was not as carried away as last time. He narrowed his small eyes into a line and stared at Ye Feng's movements.