Chapter Three Hundred and Nineteen: Eyes Don’t Know Mount Tai
The moment Chu Yuxiao finished speaking, the old man in white beside him suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked at Ye Feng, smiled slightly, and said: "Little Princess Huanxue does not have the strength and cultivation to kill Heijia, so the person who killed Heijia must be you."
Ye Feng didn't deny it, he just smiled and said, "So what?"
"You are not a member of the royal family of our Suzaku Dynasty, but you want to come in and choose the declining Seventh Prince's Palace. I can only say that you are brave, but Suzaku City is not a run-down place like the small rural dynasty you came from.
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The old man in white clothes said, and at the end of the sentence, a huge martial arts aura suddenly surged through his body.
That was a powerful aura that surpassed the level of the Martial Emperor and the Martial Sect!
Moreover, he is still a very high-level martial arts expert!
Chu Yuxiao, the young prince of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, was staring at Ye Feng with a hint of excitement and murderous intent in his eyes.
Mr. Yan was a super master assigned to him by his father. With such a strong martial artist, Chu Yuxiao could almost walk sideways in Suzaku City.
At this time, Mr. Yan's eyes were full of dignity as he taught Ye Feng a lesson: "Young man, I don't know how you killed Heijia, but you have to know that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Suzaku City. It's not you who can do it."
A place where you can be wild and unrestrained.”
boom!
The moment he finished speaking, Mr. Yan immediately stretched out a hand with his five fingers together, forming a claw shape.
"The Dragon Captor of the Great Wilderness!"
All of a sudden, Old Yan's entire hand turned into a huge claw of a wild dragon. The claws were as if they were made of cold iron, and seemed capable of tearing apart any object under the sky.
"Pfft!"
But suddenly at this moment, Ye Feng casually pointed his finger, and a golden sword energy burst out, instantly piercing through Old Yan's wild dragon claw.
"ah!"
Mr. Yan immediately howled miserably.
His claws, which seemed to be made of cold iron, were as fragile as tofu under Ye Feng's sword energy, and a bloody hole was instantly pierced.
"What?!"
At this time, Chu Yuxiao's eyes suddenly widened with an incredible look in her eyes.
How does this young man in black have such terrifying strength?
With a casual pointer, he instantly understood Yan Lao's famous stunt, the dragon's claw made of steel.
This is simply too shocking!
You know, Ye Feng's age seems to be about the same age as Chu Yuxiao, around eighteen or nineteen years old.
"Is this person some kind of old monster who has achieved great success in spiritual practice and is rejuvenated?"
Chu Yuxiao didn't believe that there was a peerless strong man as young as Ye Feng in this world, but such an idea came to his mind.
As soon as she thought of this, Chu Yuxiao's legs began to tremble.
"Senior, have mercy on me. I am a villain who cannot see the truth. I have offended my senior. I deserve to die!"
Suddenly at this moment, Mr. Yan knelt down in front of Ye Feng, his tone full of deep fear and awe.
Obviously, Ye Feng's random sword energy had already let this martial arts master know that Ye Feng should not be messed with.
Moreover, Mr. Yan practiced a special induction technique, although he could not sense Ye Feng's specific cultivation level.
But the moment Ye Feng took action, he instantly felt a roar like an angry dragon flashing through Ye Feng's body.
"The energy in the body is like the roar of an angry dragon. This is definitely an unparalleled level of cultivation!"
Yan Lao's eyes were deeply shocked.
When did such a hidden figure come to Suzaku City, and also appeared in the Seventh Prince's Mansion?
"Could it be that the Seventh Prince made some great friends back then?"
Mr. Yan suddenly became extremely panicked.
He knelt on the ground, not daring to move, waiting for Ye Feng's judgment.