Qiu Langjun roared fiercely in his heart, but he looked calm on the surface. Instead, he spoke to comfort Xian Yun'er, "Yun'er, this is the sect rule, I really can't do anything."
Xian Yun'er was no match for the deacon at all. She was being entangled at this moment. After hearing what Qiu Langjun said, she couldn't help but look at Ye Feng sadly.
"He is the only one who is willing to stand up for me, but when he is about to die, I can't do anything, can only watch..."
Xian Yun'er never thought that Ye Feng would survive Liu Jiu. After all, although Liu Jiu is not as good as him, he is also a three-star cultivator, far from being comparable to ordinary people.
Ye Feng may not even be able to deal with it, so how can he stop Liu Jiu, a three-star cultivator?
Seeing Liu Jiu rushing to Ye Feng and stabbing the Qingmu sword with a grim smile, a hint of joy flashed in Qiu Langjun's eyes, "How dare you shout to me, this is your end!"
But the next time, Qiu Langjun's face suddenly froze, her pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of disbelief appeared.
The Qingmu sword was three inches in front of Ye Feng. The air was clearly separated by the middle, but the Qingmu sword seemed to have stabbed steel, making a harsh sound, and the sword body trembled continuously.
"How is that possible!"
Liu Jiu looked at Ye Feng in surprise. His arm hurt a sharp pain, which was the recoil force from the Qingmu Sword.
The next moment, under Liu Jiu's horror, the Qingmu sword shattered with a bang.
“Too weak.”
Ye Feng looked down on his eyes, as if he was looking at an ant that could be trampled to death at any time, and raised his arm and waved it slightly.
"Buzz!"
The void ripples appeared, and a terrible force that was incomparable and irresistible could instantly bombarded Liu Jiu.
"puff!"
Liu Jiu squirted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, almost popping out of his sockets, and his body flew backwards like shrimps, knocking the wall of the city lord's mansion.
"ah……"
A weak moan came, and under the collapsed gravel, Liu Jiu could barely see his dusty head, staring at Ye Feng with resentment, as if he wanted to kill Ye Feng with his eyes.
With just one blow, Liu Jiu was severely injured by Ye Feng, and his bones and meridians were broken. His vitality was passing by rapidly. Under such injuries, it was simply impossible to cure medicine and would definitely die!
"What's going on? What happened, and where did this guy come from!"
Qiu Langjun had not yet come back from his shock at this moment. He had obviously not seen Ye Feng use any magical powers, but Liu Jiu was injured out of thin air and was even unable to survive. What kind of strange method is this?
"Soul Star Cultivator..."
The white-clothed deacon who had just stopped Xian Yun'er from helping Ye Feng was staring at Ye Feng with surprise in his eyes. There was no soul star cultivator, and he was never seen in a thousand years. He actually found one in this small Wutong City.
The deacon in black beside Qiu Langjun looked at the deacon in white, and the two looked at each other and were both excited.
Soul Star Cultivators are rare and powerful, but the most important thing is not these two points, but the magic weapons and talismans that can be refined in the spiritual and soul aspects.
It is hard to find a thousand gold. The expensive Qianli music transmission notes, which resist the attack of the soul, and protect the soul from the inner demons, are all the works of the soul star cultivator.
The ten major sects of the Daxu Realm, relying on selling magic weapons and magic weapons, accumulated strength and wealth, eventually became the number one Wanbao Sect. They were able to reach this point because there was a five-star soul cultivator in the Wanbao Sect.
This soul cultivator is the foundation of Wanbao Gate, the money tree of Wanbao Gate. The thousand-mile music transmission notes and guardian jade pendants he refined were popular in the entire disordered world.
If the Jupiter Sect can have a soul cultivator, it can be said to have soared into the sky. It may be possible to become a super corpse like Wanbao Gate, or even surpass Wanbao Gate!
Therefore, seeing that Ye Feng was a soul cultivator, the two deacons in black and white were so excited that they couldn't help but sing a song.
However, Xian Yun'er's eyes became complicated. The sound in her sea of consciousness was not hallucination. Ye Feng was really a soul cultivator. And seeing Ye Feng's appearance of severely damaging Liu Jiu, he was probably the weakest and a three-star soul cultivator.
What is the origin of this mysterious guy who fell from the sky and was dying? Was it a coincidence or a plan for his appearance in Wutong City?
Xian Yun'er kept thinking in her heart, but no matter what, she was still grateful to Ye Feng for being willing to stand up at this moment.
It’s a pity that Liu Jiu is just a disciple of the Jupiter Sect. The strength of the Jupiter Sect is very terrifying, and even Ye Feng is unable to resist it even if he is a soul cultivator.
The two deacons around Qiu Langjun are all five-star wood cultivators. How can Ye Feng stop such an existence?
However, the people of Wutong City could not see Ye Feng's background at all. At this moment, their eyes were full of horror and they left Ye Feng with a loud bang.
There are also many people who have scolded Ye Feng before, and they are even more scared and tremble all over, afraid that Ye Feng will settle the score with them.
It can be said that gods fight and mortals suffer. These people feel bitter. You have said that you are also among gods, so how can we have the courage to offend you?
Whether Ye Feng or Liu Jiu or others, the methods used by the people are no different from those of gods and immortals. These are all noble immortal masters, crushing themselves to death is as simple as killing an ants.
"Ye Feng, go quickly, there is nothing to do with you here!"
At this moment, Xian Yun'er couldn't help but shout loudly to Ye Feng. She knew very well that Ye Feng had exposed his soul cultivator identity, but he did not have the strength to protect himself. The Jupiter Sect would never let go of this hot commodity. If it falls into it,
Ye Feng was in trouble in the hands of Jupiter's puppet.
"Haha, I won't leave."
Ye Feng looked at Xian Yun'er and smiled gently, then his eyes sternly, staring at Qiu Langjun, "With me here, no one can hurt you a hair!"
"What a big tone!"
Qiu Langjun was in a state of murderous intent, and Ye Feng repeatedly provoked him. He really thought Qiu Langjun was a man of the mud. He was the son of the third elder of the Jupiter Sect and the noble immortal master of the human race!
"Deacon Wang Wu, Deacon Li Chen, take this bastard for me, I want him to know that the majesty of the Jupiter Sect is not violated!"
Qiu Langjun looked at the two deacons and said in a cold voice.
"Don't worry, he can't escape."
The black-clad deacon Wang Wu grinned and his eyes showed a look of greed. Although Ye Feng was a soul cultivator, his strength was too weak, and Wang Wu did not take it seriously at all.
On the contrary, such a weak soul cultivator is most suitable to capture the Jupiter Sect and be used as a machine to make talismans and magic weapons, and it is used day and night, so there is no need to worry that Ye Feng has the ability to resist.
The white-clothed Deacon Li Chen also thought so. If Ye Feng was a five-star soul cultivator, they must politely invite Ye Feng to be a guest minister of the Jupiter Sect, but a three-star soul cultivator, I'm sorry, you can only be a slave to the Jupiter Sect.
A diligent money-making machine!
"Boy, come here!"
Wang Wu smiled proudly and suddenly pointed his hand at Ye Feng. He saw the vast green Jupiter light sweeping out, like a brilliant galaxy, covering Ye Feng.