"Junior brother Chen Fei, what state have you reached? Why can't you even match the two powerful men in the 'Middle Yuangui' period?" Huai Lin couldn't help but ask a question that everyone present was curious about.
Chen Feiyu smiled and said nothing. He couldn't truthfully say that he was in the "late stage of concentration" and then go through several levels to kill Fang Jianbai and Sun Bi. This kind of thing was equivalent to a fantasy. It would be very troublesome to explain, and it might be exposed.
You have to reveal your true identity, so not answering is the best way to respond.
When everyone saw that Chen Feiyu was silent, they thought it was because Chen Feiyu didn't want to say anything. Although they were dissatisfied, they could understand it. After all, the martial arts realm was considered a personal privacy, so it was reasonable that he didn't want to speak out in public.
Head You Xia and Song Lu secretly nodded. Chen Fei was so powerful at such a young age. They were originally worried that Chen Fei would become arrogant and arrogant, but now they saw that Chen Fei knew how to hide his level of strength in front of everyone.
This shows that Chen Fei has not been dazzled by the series of victories.
"By the way, didn't you say that Fang Jianbai still carries the hilt of the Demon Sword? This is the sword of the legendary Evil Emperor. The Ming family must value it very much. Now that the hilt is in the hands of the Yushu Sect, this... how can this be?
Okay?" Head You Xia was not at all excited, but more worried.
Although Fang Jianbai and Sun Bi died under Chen Feiyu's sword, the Ming family is still one of the top forces in the Holy Land. Now that the two "Mid-Yuangui" strong men have died, the hilt of the magic sword has also been left in the Yushu Sect.
, the Ming family will never give up, fearing that it will bring disaster to the Yushu Sect.
Song Lu obviously had the same idea as Head You Xia, and his expression was full of worry.
The consequences of offending the Ming family were so serious that even Ling'er felt a little thump in her heart.
Only then did all the disciples of the Yushu Sect figure out the stakes, and they all worried about it and exclaimed, if the Ming family really came to kill them, the small Yushu Sect would not be able to resist it, and Chen Fei might be able to escape if he was so powerful.
, but these people are of low strength and will definitely die!
Thinking of this, many people secretly complained that Chen Feiyu had caused them trouble.
Chen Feiyu was keenly aware of the changes in the emotions of the people around him, but his expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "The Ming family has nothing to be afraid of. If they really dare to come to their door, just come and kill one, or two and kill a pair."
With his current strength, if he exerts himself with all his strength, he can still keep up with the strong "Wenxuan", so Chen Feiyu is full of confidence.
Many people around him curled their lips with disdain. Although you, Chen Fei, have some strength, what are you compared to the behemoth Ming family?
Head Youxia smiled bitterly and was about to speak.
Suddenly, a voice of applause came from the door of the hall: "Shaoxia Chen is really domineering, Xie Xian admires him in his heart."
Everyone was startled and turned their heads to look, only to see Xie Xian walking in.
"I have met Lord Xie Xian." Head You Xia took the lead in saluting, and everyone in the hall bowed.
Only Chen Feiyu stood there with his hands behind his back, standing out from the crowd.
Everyone in the Yushu Sect has long been accustomed to Chen Feiyu's arrogant attitude, so no one looked strange.
While everyone was saluting, Xie Xian first looked at Chen Feiyu affectionately, then walked to the front of the Leizu Hall coldly, and said angrily: "I have heard about the powerful man of the Ming family being killed by Chen Fei.
Having said that, huh, the Yushu sect has always been dominated by Feng Wanyoumen. Now that the Ming family has taken the initiative to come to Wuhu Mountain to find Chen... Fei's troubles, they clearly don't take Wanyoumen seriously.
I will report this matter to the lady in detail, and I will definitely teach the Ming family a lesson, and ensure that the Ming family will not dare to trouble Chen Fei again, nor will they dare to have the idea of Thunder Punishment Land again!"
She thought angrily in her heart that the hateful Ming family dared to send people to assassinate Feiyu. If the young lady learned about this matter, the young lady would definitely be furious. No matter what, the Ming family would not be let off easily this time!
"Thank you so much, Master Xian!" Head You Xia and others were overjoyed and saluted and thanked them again.
Many disciples of the Yushu Sect secretly thought that it was fortunate that Master Xie Xian and Wan Youmen were supporting the Yushu Sect, otherwise, they would really have been killed by Chen Fei.
"Fortunately, Sir Xie Xian still makes the decision for the Yushu Sect. The Yushu Sect has nothing to offer in return. After much thought, I might as well give the hilt of the magic sword to Sir Xie Xian as a thank you gift." Head You Xia suggested.
In his opinion, the common man is not guilty of harboring the jade. As long as the hilt of the magic sword is still in the Yushu Sect, the Ming family will definitely not give up. Why not take the opportunity to give the hilt of the magic sword to Xie Xian, firstly to express gratitude, and secondly
Let's throw away a hot potato.
Chen Feiyu frowned slightly. The hilt of the magic sword was his trophy. He was somewhat dissatisfied with the fact that Head You Xia privately decided to give it to Xie Xian without his consent.
"No need." Xie Xian said knowingly: "Since the magic sword has been obtained by Chen Shaoxia, it becomes Chen Shaoxia's property. Wan Youmen will not take away anyone's love, so the hilt of the magic sword should be left to Chen Shaoxia. What do you think, Chen Shaoxia?
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"That's right." Chen Feiyu nodded slightly and gave Xie Xian an appreciative look.
Xie Xian's eyes flashed with joy, and her heart felt sweet.
Shao Mu felt strange. As a woman's sixth sense, she always felt that there was something special between Xie Xian and Junior Brother Chen Fei.
Head You Xia sighed helplessly. The hilt of the magic sword was left on Chen Fei, and he didn't know if it would bring disaster to Chen Fei.
"The Ming family has succeeded in assassinating Chen Fei. Maybe they will send strong men again soon." Xie Xian took the opportunity to say: "Without further delay, I plan to take Chen Shaoxia to Wanyoumen to see the lady tomorrow."
Chen Feiyu nodded and thought it would be better to get to Wanyoumen as early as possible. Firstly, he wanted to inquire about information related to Youmen, and secondly, he used Wanyoumen to investigate why the Ming family had the idea of a land of thunder and punishment.
"This arrangement is very good." Head You Xia breathed a sigh of relief. Whether the Yushu Sect can rise in the future depends entirely on Chen Fei. After Chen Fei goes to Wanyoumen, no matter how powerful the Ming family is, he will not dare to go directly.
Wan Youmen assassinated Chen Fei.
When Ling'er heard that Chen Fei was going to Wanyoumen tomorrow, she felt reluctant to leave. Suddenly, she suddenly said out of nowhere: "How about... or should I go to Wanyoumen with Junior Brother Chen Fei?"
Ling'er regretted it as soon as she said that. She took the initiative to go to Wanyoumen with Chen Fei. Wasn't this clearly telling others that her relationship with Chen Fei was unusual?
Sure enough, everyone, including Huai Lin, cast strange glances at her.
With a "swish" sound, Ling'er's pretty face turned red.
The corner of Chen Feiyu's mouth curled up into a meaningful smile.
"No!" Xie Xian refused immediately, thinking vigilantly that he must find a way to keep Ling'er away from Chen Feiyu in the future.
Early the next morning, Xie Xian found Chen Feiyu and couldn't wait to go to Wanyoumen.
Head You Xia, Song Lu and others were sent to the gate of Yushu Sect Mountain.
Ling'er looked at Chen Feiyu's retreating figure, not knowing when he would come back, and felt empty in her heart.