The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 194 The Arrival of the High Priest

At this time, Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and he didn't bother to check the changes in his surroundings.

His gaze focused on the little girl in his arms, and when he raised his hand, the majestic real energy poured into her body, and the black energy on the girl's body was suppressed.

"In this berserk state, it's impossible to pull out this power from her body." Ye Fei frowned slightly, and couldn't help thinking inwardly.

Under his investigation, the power of seizing the house that was lurking in Xiao Yi's body before was frantically devouring her blood and essence, and it even drove the dark witchcraft power hidden in their bodies.

Black witchcraft is the key to it. Just like Su Ya in Jiangdong before, the consequences of forcibly removing the poison are unpredictable. What's more, Ye Fei is facing two forces now.

"Heisha, get out for Ye Mou!" Ye Fei's whole body was filled with murderous aura, he suddenly raised his head to look into the air, and let out a low growl.

Before he could finish his roar, two figures suddenly appeared above the dense forest in front of him, and one of them was undoubtedly Heisha.

The other person was an old man with a long beard, his figure was a little short and thin, and his face was covered with strange lines, which made people feel fearful at first glance.

"High Priest, this person is Ye Fei, and the Fixed Wind Orb is in his hands." Heisha ignored Ye Fei, but turned to look at the bearded old man, looking very respectful.

The long-bearded old man looked down at Ye Fei, his deep eyes were like an ancient well without waves, and there was an indescribable indifference in his calm.

"Foreigner, give the wind-fixing bead to the old man, and you will save your life." The bearded old man said in a calm voice.

Ye Fei below raised his head and swept into the air. After a moment of hesitation, he slowly raised his palm, and a black bead appeared in his palm.

The long-bearded old man in mid-air couldn't help but see a slight change on his calm face after seeing the Wind Bead.

"Leave these people alone, it doesn't matter if I give you this bead." Ye Fei replied in a low voice with a calm face.

The black witchcraft lurking in the entire tribe's body erupted, even if he could not save them all in a short time, and the two above were staring at each other, even if there was a way to remove the poison, I'm afraid there would be no time to use it.

"People of the slave tribe are not worthy to be compared with Dingfengzhu." After the bearded old man finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and one-third of the people in the tribe behind fell down directly, with no breath on their bodies, and they were obviously dead.

Ye Fei's heart trembled. These people of the holy clan obviously didn't have any at all, and they treated the tribesmen in the southern Xinjiang mountain range as human beings.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Ye Fei's eyes were calm at this time, and his spiritual consciousness spread out to lock on the figures of the two above.

Seeing this scene, Han Yanran's mind suddenly buzzed, his breath was instantly chaotic, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was filled with remorse.

In mid-air, the long-bearded old man glanced at Ye Fei and said again: "The death of these slaves is not a pity, the old man said it again, kneel down and offer the Dingfengzhu, and leave your whole body."

What I said just now was not to kill Ye Fei, but now it has changed to leave the whole body. Obviously, the old man with long beard will not just shoot and kill Ye Fei after the third sentence.

Ye Fei below was expressionless, he gently picked up Xiao Yi in his arms, and walked slowly to Han Yanran's side.

"Help me take good care of her." Ye Fei's voice was low, his eyes gradually turned red, and the murderous intent on his body continued to rise.

Han Yanran trembled, awakened by the aura emanating from the person in front of her, and there was a ray of color in her confused eyes.

"Ye Fei, you." Han Yanran's eyes flickered, and she could clearly feel the rising aura of the person in front of her, and the almost materialized killing intent, which made people shudder.

Without responding to Han Yanran's words, Ye Fei turned around to look at the two of them in mid-air after he settled the little girl.

His figure immediately stepped into the air, not afraid of the black mist in mid-air, until he stood ten meters in front of the long-bearded old man, and then suddenly stopped his figure.

"People from your holy clan will be buried with them." Ye Fei's eyes turned cold, and his icy voice was like ice that would never melt.

Hearing this, the long-bearded old man couldn't help but let out a cold snort: "Foreigner juniors, these tribesmen in the Southern Border Mountains were originally raised by my holy clan, and even the Tang family in Southwest China dare not interfere in the matter of the Southern Border Mountains. You alone Huangkou kid, dare to act presumptuously in front of this old man!"

The southern border mountain range has always been the domain of the saint clan, and the super martial arts family dare not provoke them. How can this old man pay attention to a young junior.

"Captive." Ye Fei murmured, his eyes were covered with a red light.

It's useless to say any more, the aura of his whole body soared to the sky, and bursts of loud thunderclaps swept away towards the surroundings, and the thunder condensed into shape under the palm of his hand.

Ye Fei couldn't analyze the strength of this long-bearded old man. The cultivation methods of the saint clan seemed to be quite different from theirs.

But at this moment, these are not what he needs to consider. There is only one thought in his mind, and that is to kill the two people in front of him.

"In this southern border mountain range, I don't need to use all my strength to kill people in the martial arts at the late stage of foundation establishment. I dare to attack me even at the middle stage of foundation establishment!" After that, the whole body's breath immediately condensed.

Not far ahead, a long whip of thunder and lightning was violently approaching the old man with long beard.

Ye Fei was merciless in his strikes. While the thunder in his palm was concentrated, his figure merged into the lightning along with the thunder explosion, and at the same time he punched the person in front of him.

"By taking advantage of my saint clan's standing for thousands of years, suppress this son!" The old man with long beard shouted, raised his hand and pointed to the rear.

Immediately afterwards, the lines on the old man's face, as if they had come to life, began to flow strangely on his cheeks, making people feel scalp tingling at a glance.

As soon as his words fell, a terrifying power suddenly rose from the depths of the mountain range, condensing towards the fingertips of the long-bearded old man.

This aura was so strong that it directly dispersed the black mist in the midair, together with the poisonous miasma over the tribe, it was also swept away at this time, and the main poles of the ancient trees within a hundred miles were forcibly bent.

"What is this?" Ye Fei's whole body was shocked, and his whole body was directly fixed in place. The squeezing feeling in the air made it difficult for the true energy in his body to function.

At the same time, Ye Fei's condensed thunder and lightning quickly disappeared into the air as if being crushed.

Heisha in the back, after feeling this momentum, immediately fell to the ground with a pious look on his face, and knelt down to worship.

"This is the power of my holy clan."

"Even if you are an expert in the innate realm, you don't dare to make mistakes under the majesty of the saints. You still don't kneel down!" The old man with long beard stood in the air, with a serious expression at this time, looking at Ye Fei and shouting One sound.

Looking at the lineage of the saints, there are countless black witchcrafts inherited, and only this style is his favorite. Even if it is facing the innate strong, the high priest will not be afraid.

This technique is completely a kind of momentum, and the holy clan can pass it on for thousands of years, relying on this long-lasting momentum.

"Stupid saints, Ye Mou has only kneeled down to his parents in his whole life, and disobeyed the world, let alone a small southern Xinjiang survivor." The unyielding meaning in Ye Fei's bones was completely aroused at this time.

He twirled the true essence in his body frantically, and at the same time took out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring and poured it all into his mouth.

The majestic medicinal power exploded in Ye Fei's body instantly, his aura rose again, and his figure slowly broke free from the restriction.

"Temporarily increasing strength, Ye will do it too." A wicked smile flashed on the corner of Ye Fei's mouth, and taking advantage of the gap when he broke free from the suppression, he suddenly raised his hand like his chest.

Then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the bright red blood mist gathered in front of his eyes, Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and he quickly raised his right hand to draw a strange rune.

This rune was drawn with essence and blood, and after it was formed, it condensed on the center of Ye Fei's eyebrows, turning into a pattern of blood-colored lightning.

This technique is a Taoist technique that can instantly improve one's strength in the records of the medical sage's inheritance, and it is called the Blood Thunder Method.

However, any method of promotion will do great damage to the foundation of martial arts. With Ye Fei's current strength, he can only barely use it. If he wants to fully master this technique, he must at least step into the innate.

"Old thing, take your life." The blood mark formed between the eyebrows, and the momentum of Ye Fei's whole body increased several times.

Although the coercive power in the air still has some restrictions on him, it is already impossible to completely suppress Ye Fei.

In the mid-air ahead, the complexion of the long-bearded old man changed slightly, and there was finally a slight ripple in his calm eyes.

"Taoism, I underestimate you, but how long can you last in this state." The long-bearded old man snorted coldly, and at the same time, the lines on his face moved away again. Deep in the mountains behind, the coercive force It was actually a bit more powerful.

Borrowing the power of the holy clan to suppress this son, the consumption of the long-bearded old man can be basically ignored. This is enough to be invincible in the face of a person who forcibly improves his strength.

"It's more than enough to kill you." There was a bit of evil in Ye Fei's voice.

After the blood thunder method was cast, the temperament of Ye Fei's whole body has undergone earth-shaking changes at this time. There is a little more madness in the red eyes, and the lightning around the body is also dyed with a trace. blood red.

Speaking of Ye Fei, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Ye Fei's mouth, and the next moment another Ye Fei appeared in front of the long-bearded old man, and he raised his hand and punched him.

Not far behind, Ye Fei with a smile on his face gradually disappeared into midair with that punch.

"Bang!" An ear-shattering muffled sound spread all around.

The long-bearded old man didn't have time to react. He was hit firmly by Ye Fei's punch, and his whole body fell from mid-air and hit the dirt on the ground.

(End of this chapter)