The smile at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth became even thicker. Although he had no sense of belonging to the Ye family, for the sake of his father, the threat of Xu Bingfang, he would sooner or later remove him.
He didn't go looking for trouble with Xu Bingfang, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually come to him.
"What? You don't dare?" Xu Bingfang thought Ye Feng was afraid, so he sneered and sarcastically said.
"Haha, you, a martial arts master, dare to challenge me, a great martial artist, so why shouldn't I accept it?" Ye Feng said with a smile, and the irony was even stronger.
"Since you have agreed, let us fight to the death in front of the Deacon's Palace in seven days!" Xu Bing's face turned red, and after saying a few words, he took the jade slip of the Zhu Rong Fire Emperor Scripture and walked out of the Scripture Collection Pavilion.
He also knew that challenging a great martial artist with his martial arts level would make many people feel ashamed, but he had no choice. If Ye Feng were allowed to grow up, it would pose a great threat to both him and the Xu family.
"Brother Ye, then Xu Bingfang is so shameless, how can you agree to him?" Niu Man defended Ye Feng.
"It doesn't matter, it's just the early stage of Wuzong." Ye Feng smiled lightly and disagreed very much.
When Niu Man heard this, his expression suddenly froze. He obviously didn't expect Ye Feng to be so loud. He was obviously just a great martial artist, but he didn't take Wuzong seriously.
"Wuzong's Qi is very powerful." Niu Man has an upright character, but still reminded him persistently.
"It's nothing." Ye Feng still disagreed.
At this moment, Niu Man was speechless. Murong Yunxue on the side couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. She knew Ye Feng very well and knew that since he dared to speak so confidently, he must be sure to defeat Xu Bingfang.
"Brother Niu, take your time and choose. You can come and watch the battle in seven days." Ye Feng said with a smile, and then walked out of the Scripture Collection Pavilion with Murong Yunxue.
"Thunder and Fire Sword Technique? It's a good technique, very suitable for you."
The white-robed old man in charge of guarding the Sutra Pavilion lifted the restrictions on the Thunder Fire Sword Technique and handed it to Murong Yunxue.
There was no aura fluctuation in the white-robed old man's body. The more so, the more unfathomable it felt. He just glanced at Murong Yunxue and seemed to already know what her talent was.
"Hmm? Yuqing Sword Light?"
When he took the jade slip from Ye Feng's hand, the white-robed old man couldn't help but frown slightly, and looked up at Ye Feng with a look of doubt on his face.
"Old man, I have been sitting in front of this Sutra Pavilion for twenty years, and you are still the first young man who has made me unable to see your talent."
The originally lazy old man's cloudy eyes suddenly became energetic and he stared at Ye Feng, seemingly very interested.
Being stared at by the white-robed old man, Ye Feng immediately felt his scalp numb. The other man's gaze seemed to contain some kind of magical power, and all the secrets he had hidden seemed like nothing in the other man's eyes.
A flash of silvery flame flashed in the old man's eyes, making Ye Feng's hair stand on end. His keen sense noticed that a pair of eyes passed through flesh and bones and fell on his Dantian.
"Dang! Buzz!..."
At this moment, the Heaven-Seizing Cauldron and the Creation Furnace in Dantian shook together, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"senior……"
Ye Feng involuntarily took a few steps back and looked at the white-robed old man in front of him with a wary look. He didn't know if the other man saw anything.
"Haha, old man, I don't have the habit of spying on other people's private parts." The old man in white robe withdrew his gaze, and immediately returned to his lazy look. He threw back the jade slip with Yuqing Jianguang and said: "Write down the skills.
You can go now."
Ye Feng nodded in agreement, and after memorizing Yuqing Jianguang's training method, he pulled Murong Yunxue and walked away quickly.
Murong Yunxue didn't know what happened between Ye Feng and the old man in white robe just now. She just felt that Ye Feng was walking like flying, and he didn't seem to want to stay here any longer.
Looking at Ye Feng's leaving back, the old man in white robe narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself: "There has never been anyone in the world whose talent can escape my delusional eyes, but this kid is weird.
Very soon, the Dantian space was filled with haze, and I couldn’t see anything.”
"But after all, this young man is a disciple of my Xuantian Wuzong. As long as he doesn't do anything that harms the sect, I am already a very old man. Why are you curious?" The old man in white robe said to himself again, and then he
Put the matter of Ye Feng behind.
…
It wasn't until he walked down from the peak where the Sutra Pavilion was located that Ye Feng let out a sigh of relief.
The moment the silver-white flames danced in the old man's eyes, Ye Feng thought that his secret was about to be seen through. However, judging from the white-robed old man's reaction, he probably didn't let the old man see that the Heaven-Seizing Cauldron and the Creation Furnace had made great achievements again.
What clue is coming?
"Shall we find a long-term training place now?" Murong Yunxue said.
"Well, the outer disciples have no place to live and can only find a place to practice and live in the mountains. Let's find a place to stay first." Ye Feng nodded and said.
The Xuantian Wuzong Mountain Gate is very large, with dozens of peaks, and the outer sect has the most disciples, so it is not difficult to find a place to stay in this area of the outer sect.
Finally, there is an open space next to a sparkling small lake. The surrounding environment is also very good. The vitality of heaven and earth is rich. Although it is not as good as several spiritual peaks, it can be regarded as a good place to practice.
"Boom!"
Carrying a thick tree trunk on his shoulders, Ye Feng jumped across the mountain forest, his footsteps stepping on the ground, making a dull and loud sound.
The talent of physical strengthening, coupled with the tempering of the power of chaos, made his physical body extremely strong and his brute force amazing. The matter of building the house naturally fell on him, the only man.
When he came to the small lake, Ye Feng saw Murong Yunxue chopping a rock with exquisite sword skills. In just a few moments, he built a stone table, which was not ugly at all.
On the other side, two maids, Lan'er and Hong'er, were catching fish in the lake. There was a bonfire on the shore, giving people a warm feeling.
Ye Feng had no experience in building houses. Fortunately, he had amazing brute strength, and as a warrior he was quick with his hands and feet. By sunset, he was able to build four decent cabins.
"Thank you for your hard work." Murong Yunxue came over with a smile, holding a handkerchief and carefully wiping the sweat on his forehead.
Lan'er and Hong'er looked on with smiles not far away, which suddenly made her blush like a little daughter-in-law.
"Hey, this house was built very quickly."
At this moment, a discordant sound suddenly came, breaking this warm scene.
Ye Feng frowned, and could clearly feel that the visitor's tone was unkind.
Following the sound, five or six figures walked out of the woods not far away. The leader was a young man wearing a purple gown. He had a handsome face, luxurious clothes, and a look of arrogance in his eyes.
She hugged a woman with a hot and charming figure, and the few warriors following behind her were also very young, and they should all be outer disciples of the Xuantian Martial Sect.
"Who are you?" Ye Feng asked with a frown and a very rude tone.
"Hey, new boy, why are you talking to Mr. Liao?" A follower behind the young man in purple couldn't stand it and stood up and shouted coldly.
However, Ye Feng didn't even look at this person. His eyes fell on the young man in purple and said solemnly: "You'd better give me an explanation."
Ye Feng has never been a person who shows weakness to others. These guys are not good people at first glance, so naturally he will not be polite at all.
Sure enough, seeing Ye Feng being cold and forceful, the young man in purple immediately frowned.
"It seems that the newcomer just doesn't understand the rules. You guys can teach him." The young man in purple gently touched the slender waist of the woman in his arms and said in a cold tone.
"yes!"
The three warriors behind the young man in purple responded, all sneered and geared up, and walked towards Ye Feng.
There was only one person standing motionless behind the young man in purple, with a stern face and indifferent eyes.
This is a tall young man, with long black hair tied behind his head with a black belt, holding a knife in his arms. Among these people, including the young man in purple, only this man has the most powerful aura.
"You dare to show off in front of Mr. Liao. Could it be that you, a newborn calf, are not afraid of tigers?"
"If you dare to offend Mr. Liao, then break his legs first and make him kneel down!"
These three young warriors are all at the pinnacle of great martial arts. This kind of cultivation is most common in the outer sect of Xuantian Martial Sect, but their strengths are different.
Ye Feng, on the other hand, is the top among the great martial arts masters. He can surpass the current realm and rival the martial arts masters.
"I'll make the first contribution!"
Among the three people on the opposite side, one of them took the lead and used the power of wind to strengthen his movement. In an instant, he was in front of Ye Feng and kicked his kneecap.
This person had wind talent and was good at speed, so he took the lead and wanted to show off in front of Mr. Liao.
With the power of wind to support his movement, this person is already very fast, but Ye Feng's speed is even faster than him!
"Bang!"
The opponent's foot did not hit Ye Feng's kneecap, but his calf was grabbed by Ye Feng's right hand.
"ah……"
The man let out a scream, but before he could react, Ye Feng lifted him up upside down.
"Let him go!"
When the other two people on the opposite side saw this, they immediately shouted angrily. One of them had a sharp white light flashing around his body, obviously possessing the talent of the metal system, while the other person's inner energy was mediocre and there was no discernible talent.
Ye Feng had no expression on his face and raised his hand, and the warrior in his hand was thrown out directly and hit the two people who were rushing towards him.
"Bang!"
The three people collided together, and a surging energy caused the faces of the two people who rushed over to change drastically. In an instant, the three people rolled into a ball. They all suffered broken bones and tendons, and nosebleeds. They were very embarrassed and fell to the ground.
There was constant wailing on the ground.
"Good fight!" Behind Ye Feng, three women, Murong Yunxue, Hong'er and Lan'er, clapped their hands.
"Trash!" The face of the young man in purple turned gloomy, and then he looked at Ye Feng and said: "No wonder he dares to be so arrogant, he does have some ability, but with this ability, he can't do anything in the outer sect of Xuantian Wuzong.
The waves are coming."
"It's true that I don't have much ability, but it's more than enough to dispatch a few ungrateful trash." Ye Feng said with a disapproving smile.
As soon as these words came out, a cold light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the young man in purple, and he said: "Should I say that you are courageous, or should I say that you don't know the heights of the world?"
"I came here this time just to inform you that according to the rules of the outer sect, each of the four of you needs to hand over one hundred low-grade Yuan stones to me every month." There was a hint of trace on the handsome and fair face of the young man in purple.
Coldly, he said with a smile: "But I have changed my mind now. As long as you hand this woman over to me, I can exempt you and the other two women from the share of the Yuan Stone that should be handed over."
As he spoke, the young man in purple raised his hand and pointed at Murong Yunxue behind Ye Feng.
"Beauty is a disaster!..." Ye Feng's heart was suddenly filled with helplessness.
With Murong Yunxue's peerless appearance, it had only been just one day since she arrived at Xuantian Wuzong, but two troubles had already come to her door.
However, Murong Yunxue was his fiancée in name after all, and he had promised to protect her Zhou Quan after coming to Xuantian Wuzong. No matter how many troubles there were, Ye Feng could only bear them all.
Moreover, for him, fighting can make him practice faster. This special talent may be his most gratifying gain in this battle to defend his fiancée.