Withdrawing the blood crystal stone and moving its newly grown left arm, Ye Feng asked with his teeth grinning.
Liang Fan nodded foolishly.
"You really want to know?" Ye Feng asked.
Liang Fan nodded again.
"Hehe, I won't tell you." Ye Feng's face suddenly darkened, and a surging aura spread on his body again, which made Liang Fan take a few steps back.
"I understand that you must have a peerless elixir on your body. Sent it... As long as you hand it over, Ye Feng, Liang Fan swears that not only will you spare you, but you will also be able to introduce you to our Canglong Peak."
Liang Fan's eyes showed a look of greed.
He regrets and hates now.
But nothing is as important as getting one of your arms to grow back.
"Did I say you're stupid or you're too stupid and naive? Do you think I need you to spare now?" Ye Feng smiled.
"As for joining Canglong Peak? Hehe, I, Ye Feng, even the disciples of Long Xiulan, one of the four elders of Lingyun Peak, have refused. Do you think you will take your Canglong Peak seriously?" Ye Feng's voice gradually turned sharply and his tone was raised.
"If you have strong strength, you can bully others with your power and do everything you can to attack and plot. If you are injured, change your face immediately and ask me to treat your injuries. Will all the good things in the world be occupied by your disciples of Canglong Peak?"
"Liang Fan, I tell you, if you have the ability, you will kill me, Ye Feng, but if you don't have the ability, then go to die."
As Ye Feng spoke out of condemnation, the Burning Moon Knife in his hand roared out again.
Liang Fan's face turned red and white, all of which were hideous and unwilling.
How dare he fight against Ye Feng?
Just kidding, even such an explosion just now could not kill him, and he became alive again in the blink of an eye. If he continues to fight like this, he may only die.
After a few hastily resisted, Liang Fan suddenly jumped out of the battle circle, and his feet were running lightning. In an instant, the figure disappeared.
Ye Feng did not continue to pursue.
The third level of the virtual realm, if you can't kill him, the eighth level of the innate level, you can still run away if you want to run away.
Looking at Liang Fan's disappearing back, Ye Feng felt thoughtful.
After driving He Fei away, Canglongfeng sent a master like Liang Fan to deal with him so quickly, but he became disabled by him. There is no doubt that they would not give up and be ordered to deal with him in the near future.
Your own people will definitely become stronger and stronger.
Ye Feng defeated Liang Fan this time just a lucky chance. If Liang Fan can be more cautious, Ye Feng will be defeated.
The eighth level of innate cultivation is really not worth mentioning.
It seems that we should improve our cultivation as soon as possible and not slacken at all.
Ye Feng sighed softly, changed into a tattered dress, and rushed towards Lingyun Peak.
After getting to Lingyun Peak, I went to the Merit Hall to receive several tasks. Just as Ye Feng was about to leave, he saw a familiar figure walking towards him.
"Ye Feng, are you back?"
This person was Chen Jie. When he saw Ye Feng, he showed a surprise smile on his face.
"Senior Brother Chen!" Ye Feng bowed and said.
"I'm so embarrassed about what happened last time. I'm also blaming me. Although I know that General Zhao and Senior Brother Shi Min on our side are not right, I still recommend you to join the alliance when he is not here, but you will encounter that
Big trouble." Chen Jie said apologetically.
"How can you blame me? Senior Brother Chen has a good intention. I just didn't expect that there would be a shameless villain like General Zhao and Qian Jingtian in the Sun and Moon League." Ye Feng said with a wry smile.
"Hey, most of the people in the league are still good." Chen Jie's expression was a little embarrassed, "Senior Brother Shi Min and I just returned from the mission two days ago. Only then did we hear about the bet between you and General Zhao. Don't worry.
Now let’s go to Senior Brother Shi and let him come forward to be a peacemaker. Let’s help you lift this unfair bet first…”
Zhao Jiang was so shameless that he actually signed a bet with Ye Feng to decide his life and death one year later.
The seventh level of the virtual realm fights against an innate eighth level? Will there be a chance for the innate eighth level? This is simply impossible.
If Ye Feng was killed by General Zhao, how could he explain to Mr. Zhao?
"Senior Brother Chen, I won't bother you to interfere in the bet. Humph... General Zhao will not let me go, and I will not let him go! There will be a battle between us." Ye Feng's eyes showed a hint of coldness, proudly
Said.
"What?"
Chen Jie was stunned, then shook his head, "How can this be done? General Zhao is a master of the seventh level of the Void Realm. Even I am far from his opponent. Only Senior Brother Shi Min can suppress him a little..."
"Ye Feng, don't act irritably. This is definitely not a joke. If the bet is not eliminated, no one can stop Zhao from taking action a year later."
"Don't worry, I know the measure." Ye Feng replied with a smile.
"But..." Chen Jie was very anxious and wanted to say something, but saw the perseverance in Ye Feng's eyes. After a while, he could only smile bitterly.
"Okay, there is still one year left, let's look back and find a way." In Chen Jie's opinion, this was just Ye Feng's delaying strategy, or Ye Feng was arrogant and unwilling to give up his face and ask General Zhao for help.
Young, it is necessary to be so arrogant!
This is a matter of life and death.
However, Ye Feng insisted on doing this, and he had no choice.
"By the way, Ye Feng, you have nothing to do now, right? Let me meet Mr. Zhao. He mentioned you many times, and it seems that Master Yan Xifeng from your unparalleled peaks is also a guest at Mr. Zhao's cave today." Chen
Jay pulled Ye Feng's arm and said.
"Lord Yan Xifeng is here too?" Ye Feng's eyes lit up.
The caves of the elders of the inner sect of Lingyun Peak are all high on the top of the peak. Since Mr. Zhao was promoted to the kingdom, his status as a master of alchemy is only slightly lower than that of the four elders, and he is still above ordinary elders of the inner sect.
It is called a cave, but it is actually a very grand building. The gate tower is ten feet high and the courtyard wall is five feet high. It is a large and rich family. It is very rich and gorgeous, and is a hundred times more grand than the palace where Yan Xifeng, the main residence in Wushuang Peak.
In a spacious and peaceful yard.
Mr. Zhao, wearing a purple robe, was sitting face to face with Lord Yan Xifeng, playing chess on a white stone next to the pool.
After taking Ye Feng to the yard with him, Chen Jie went out.
"Master Feng, Brother Zhao." When he came to the two of them, Ye Feng bowed slightly.
Of course, the main object of this worship is Lord Yan Xifeng.
Yan Xifeng's master twisted his finger and fell down a son, saying to Mr. Zhao: "Brother Zhao, Ye Feng is my personal disciple of Wushuangfeng, but he became a brother with you. In this way, this master of this master has overwhelmed you.
One end.”
"Old Zhao, I have been imprisoned in Western Tang for more than 30 years. I have seen life and death. Why do I still care about these false names?" Mr. Zhao smiled and shook his head, pointed to a stone bench next to Baishi, and said to Ye Feng.
"My brother, you need to be polite, sit down."
Ye Feng nodded and sat down next to the chessboard of the two very readily...