The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 193
"Who are you?" The white robe changed his complexion slightly, and he stared at the person in front of him and asked subconsciously.

He couldn't clearly see the strength of the young man in front of him, but he obviously had some understanding of the people in the martial arts, and walking through the air was enough to prove the strength of this young man.

"Jiang Dong, Ye Fei, do you know Ye." Ye Fei didn't hide anything, he glanced up at this person and said with a smile.

Hearing this name, the white robe in front of him changed his complexion greatly, and his figure subconsciously took two steps back, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Heisha's status in the saint clan is not low. The name Ye Fei has already been spread among the saint clan. How could he not recognize this person as a white-robed envoy.

"Are you the foreigner who owns the Wind Bead?" The white-robed envoy took a deep breath, and the expression on his face became more and more ugly.

Although his strength is not weak, he is still much inferior to Heisha, and the opponent has the Wind Orb in his hand, which is not good for him.

Ye Fei's expression froze, he was not talking nonsense at this time, killing intent appeared in his eyes, he would never let a member of the saint clan go.

The real energy in his whole body surged, and bursts of lightning and thunder began to attach to Ye Fei's body, and the aura on his body was constantly rising.

"One punch is enough to kill you." As soon as the words fell, a bolt of lightning flashed across the air, and the next moment Ye Fei appeared in front of the white-robed envoy.

The speed was so fast that there was almost no chance for anyone to react, and the white-robed emissary was not weak. After he figured out Ye Fei's identity, he already had the intention of retreating.

Seeing that the punch was about to strike, the white robe made his body turn sharply, a faint light burst out between his brows, and swept towards Ye Fei.

"Secret technique, insect off." The white-robed envoy let out a low shout, and at the same time retreated, he raised his hand and moved towards the dim light in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of loud buzzing sounds from all around, and the Youguang quickly exploded, turning into countless black insects with wings, facing the surging punch.

"Boom!" A muffled sound spread, and Ye Fei's punch directly hit a sonic boom.

A large number of flying insects fell from the midair, and almost all of them were directly shocked to death, completely blocking Ye Fei's fist. There seemed to be a big gap between the two in terms of hard power.

"Damn it, Heisha said that he's just a warrior at the Foundation Establishment Realm, how could he be so strong?" The white robe made his face ugly, and at the same time, he retreated repeatedly.

His overall strength is also equivalent to the foundation-building stage of a warrior, but because he is afraid of the wind-fixing bead in Ye Fei's hand, coupled with his name in the holy clan, the white-robed envoy dare not fight again.

Naturally, Ye Fei would not let this person go easily. In terms of speed and strength, he was confident that he would not lose to anyone, and soon caught up with the person in front of him.

"Take Ye to the land of your holy clan, and I can leave you with a whole body." Ye Fei's voice was cold, showing that he could not refuse.

There is no doubt that Lingquan should be the place of the holy clan, and Ye Fei couldn't help being curious about the person who practiced the Dafa of seizing the house. He might have to go to the holy clan today.

"Are you crazy? There are countless strong people in my holy clan, how can you break in casually!" The white-robed envoy snorted. Although he was not Ye Fei's opponent, it was not difficult for him to escape.

After all, Heisha has also escaped from this person several times back to the holy clan. Although his strength is not as good as Heisha's, the means of escape are almost the same.

"You don't have to worry about this, Ye's patience is limited." Ye Fei's whole body's aura rose again, and his spiritual sense firmly locked on the person in front of him.

The white robe envoy showed contempt on his face, since he planned to escape, the sense of fear in his heart was almost calmed down.

After hearing Ye Fei's words, the white-robed envoy immediately said: "Don't worry, my saints will never let you leave the southern Xinjiang mountains alive. This envoy is one step ahead. The means of my saints' escape is far from yours People in these martial arts can compare."

After finishing speaking, the white-robed envoy let out a sneer, and a faint light flickered between his brows, covering his whole body in an instant, and his whole body suddenly became transparent.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed instantly, and without any hesitation at this time, with a wave of his hand, several magical artifacts were thrown from the storage ring, completely sealing off the space within a radius of [-] meters.

"Spirit lock array, get up." There was a low shout, and a slender spiritual thread was connected between the magical instruments, all of which were linked to form a transparent barrier.

Ye Fei is extremely proficient in arranging such basic formations as the Spirit Locking Formation and the Spirit Gathering Formation.

"Damn it, this is the spirit formation! Why didn't Heisha mention it?" The figure of the white-robed envoy gradually appeared on the edge of the formation barrier.

How did he know that although that Heisha escaped from Ye Fei's hands several times, he almost lost his life several times. In the end, if it wasn't for the Tang family's secret action, this person would not be able to return to the holy clan alive.

For things like this, Heisha, whose status is not low among the saints, naturally couldn't tell the whole truth for the sake of his own face.

"Come over to Ye." Ye Fei snorted coldly, raised his hand to grab it, and the power of his true essence turned into an invisible giant hand, directly lifting the person in front of him.

"What do you want to do? The strength of my holy son of the holy clan can be said to be equivalent to the innate realm of your warriors. This envoy advises you to let me go." The voice of the white-robed envoy trembled slightly, and he hurriedly said.

Ye Fei didn't answer the person's words, the real energy in his palm suddenly condensed, and a bolt of lightning burst out from his fingertips, directly hitting the person in front of him.

The white robe distorted the expression on his face, a mouthful of blood spewed out suddenly, and his complexion instantly became extremely pale.

"You ruined the foundation of my holy family." After the white robe spurted out a mouthful of blood, there was a hint of resentment in his eyes, and he stared at Ye Fei firmly.

"Foundation or life, which one is more important?" The indifference on Ye Fei's face remained undiminished, and he glanced at the person in front of him without flinching.

The white robe made his whole body tremble, and after reacting, the expression on his face was instantly covered by a look of horror, and at this moment, he was afraid to look directly at Ye Fei.

He could feel that if he said one more word, this young man would really kill him without hesitation.

After the white-robed envoy was abolished, Ye Fei turned his head and looked at the battlefield behind the tribal grandpa. Those members of the holy clan almost saw his white-robed envoy captured alive with their own eyes. Heart to fight again.

Originally, the strength of the few people was somewhat different from that of the old man who had stimulated his potential. At this time, their mentality was unstable, and they soon fell into a disadvantage.

After several collisions, only two of the subordinates of the white-robed envoy were left with the strength to fight. The speed at which the tribal grandpa's momentum was declining at this moment also accelerated a bit. Standing on the ground, he gulped gasping.

"Now, kill this old guy, and then retreat immediately!" The two big men of the holy clan in front looked at each other at this moment, with fierce expressions in their eyes.

Almost at the same moment, they suddenly charged towards the old man in front, and the two of them at this time were extremely powerful with all their strength.

"If you want to kill this old man, you guys are still young." Grandpa suddenly raised his head, let out a sneer, and dropped the wooden stick in his hand.

Under the inconceivable eyes of the two, the dead wooden staff flew across the air, as if turning into a speeding spear, directly piercing through the bodies of the two.

The old man had never used this kind of attack method before, so the two had no time to react, and fell to the ground dead on the spot.

The tribal grandpa was smiling at this time, and sweat dripped from his wrinkled cheeks, and when it dripped on the ground, his figure also fell down at the same time.

Ye Fei fell from mid-air, stood beside the old man, raised his hand and shot out a beam of true energy, protecting his heart veins.

"Ye Fei, how about grandpa, you can save him, right?" Han Yanran who was at the side regained her freedom, and hurried over to help the old man on the ground.

"With me here, it's hard for him to die." Ye Fei nodded slightly, the name of the medical saint is not for nothing, as long as he still has a breath, he can recover Grandpa.

Han Yanran felt relieved when she heard this, and looked up at Ye Fei with a grateful expression.

When the matter came to an end, the clansmen in the tribe also came out of the wooden house at this time, and gathered towards the edge of the tribe.

"Big Brother!" Xiao Yi ran at the front of the crowd, and soon stood in front of Ye Fei.

Ye Fei smiled slightly, shook the little girl's head, and asked softly, "Is your mother's illness cured?"

"Well, it's completely healed. Grandma said. Said." Xiao Yi didn't say anything, and suddenly her whole body shook unconsciously, and black mist came out of her body.

Not only her, but the tribal people in the rear, everyone's faces showed pain at the moment, and the power of seizing the house that had been lurking in their bodies seemed to wake up at the same moment.

The little girl fell into Ye Fei's arms. Through his spiritual knowledge, he could clearly feel that the vitality of the person in his arms was slowly dissipating.

Over the entire tribe, the black mist that emerged from the tribe members gradually condensed into a familiar cloud of black mist, and the air was filled with a sense of coldness.

"What's going on here?" Han Yanran asked subconsciously with widened eyes.

At this time, the white-robed envoy beside Ye Fei suddenly showed excitement on his face, and turned his head to look at the mid-air behind, his eyes were full of pious light.

"Hahaha, Ye Fei, you are dead, and none of these slaves will survive today!" The white-robed envoy laughed, his voice a little crazy.

Ye Fei frowned slightly, the aura on his body froze, he raised his hand and clasped his palm into claws, and the true energy in his body exploded instantly.

His eyes fell on the white robe, and then he swung the person's head suddenly, the white robe messenger would never have imagined that he would die in this way.

"This black mist, don't you feel familiar?" Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and then he turned to look at Han Yanran beside him.

Han Yanran was stunned, as if she remembered something, her eyes showed horror, then she turned her head and looked around.

(End of this chapter)