The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 588 Thunder Beast's Dissatisfaction

Above the open space in the suburbs, the atmosphere suddenly became a little tense, Ling Yanji frowned, and turned her head quickly, her eyes fell on the old man in gray.

"Senior Liang, this person is appointed by the president, and he must accompany you in the extreme north this time." Ling Yanji's eyes flickered, and she said in a deep voice.

The president of the Tongji Society holds Ye Fei in high regard, and no one knows this better than Ling Yanji.

Although the two people behind her at the moment belonged to the vice president of the Kiwanis Association, they didn't know much about Ye Fei. Once they really started to fight, it would be extremely troublesome.

"Hmph, a Jindan junior, I can slap him to death with a single slap, what's the use of him?"

"President, the old man will explain it himself, and it's not your turn to teach the old man." The gray-clothed old man snorted coldly, and after he finished speaking, his eyes locked on Ye Fei in front of him at the same time.

Ever since he stepped into the Nascent Soul, he had never seen a Jindan junior dare to be so arrogant in front of him.

After all, before Ling Yanji could speak again, the figure of the gray-clothed old man flickered, and the next moment he would appear behind Ye Fei. blockade.

"It's useless to keep this spiritual power of yours. This old man will use it up for you today." The gray-clothed old man swung his sleeves, and with a wave of invisible energy, he instantly sealed Ren En's figure in front of him.

Before the words fell, the fierce energy condensed by the strong man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul pointed directly at Ye Fei's chest.

A cold light surged in Ye Fei's eyes. After seeing the invisible energy, killing intent appeared all over his body. The old man's attack was extremely ruthless.

Those invisible energies contained extremely strong power. If he was just an ordinary Jindan mid-stage martial artist, even if he could save his life today, he would probably end up permanently disabled.

"Old thing, you courted death."

"Zhanhen Sword." Ye Fei snorted coldly, the killing intent in his eyes was determined, and the Zhanhen Sword was already sacrificed in his palm.

Terrible coercive power surged out from the sword body in an instant, and the invisible energy that was originally close to Ye Fei's figure was shattered almost instantly.

The grey-clothed old man at the back couldn't help but change his face slightly when he saw this scene. Obviously, the power erupted by the person in front of him was somewhat beyond his expectation.

"That sword, is it a top-grade spiritual weapon?" The grey-clothed old man was stunned, and greed flashed in his eyes.

This kind of treasure, in the hands of a Jindan junior, is really a bit violent. If he takes this sword, even if he encounters the late Nascent Soul, he can protect himself even if he loses.

Following the attack of the two, Ling Yanji and the man in white subconsciously withdrew from the battlefield.

After seeing Ye Fei offering the Zhanhen sword, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed man, but he quickly restrained himself, and then looked at Ye Fei with great interest.

In the middle of the air, Ye Fei reversed his palm, and at the same time dissipating the invisible energy, he slashed out with a backhand sword.

A dazzling golden sword light, as if piercing the sky, pointed directly at the gray-clothed old man beside him.

"Junior, hand over the spirit sword in your hand, how about this old man spare your life?" The gray-clothed old man smiled slightly, the seals in his palms were condensed, and a gray barrier protected his figure.

"Boom!" The deafening muffled sound spread all around at the same time.

Before the gray-clothed old man's voice fell, the huge golden sword light had already slashed down, stably slashed on the gray barrier, and an invisible shock wave erupted.

After the power dissipated, only the sound of cracking could be heard.

The gray-clothed old man couldn't help taking two steps back. Although his body barrier barely blocked a sword, it could only block the force of the sword.

"Good sword, this old man wants it." The gray-clothed old man stabilized his figure, and couldn't help showing excitement on his face.

A junior in the middle stage of Jindan, holding this sword can knock him back. It can be seen that this sword is absolutely extraordinary, and it will definitely exert greater power in his hands.

"If you want to, come here and get it." Ye Fei smiled lightly, lightning flashed all over his body, it could be said that he was not to be outdone.

After he finished speaking, he directly raised his hand and threw the Zhanhen sword, letting it float in front of him, and then looked up at the person in front.

The face of the gray-clothed old man in front of him changed slightly. This boy obviously wanted to plot against him. As a strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm, he is not a fool. At this moment, the old man dared not approach easily.

"I'll kill you first, and it won't be too late to take the sword." The old man in gray snorted, and the power of teleportation had already been used.

The next moment, his figure appeared behind Ye Fei again, with a flash of spiritual light in his palm, and a red short knife was held in his hand.

Almost in an instant, the short knife with a cold light was already approaching Ye Fei's back.

"The Art of Thunder Thought." Ye Fei's eyes flashed Lei Wei, and a lightning arc suddenly rose behind him, condensing into a barrier with Lei Wei flashing.

At the same time, Ye Fei only felt a terrifying penetrating force approaching his back.

At the moment when the Lei Nian barrier was formed, Ye Fei suddenly burst out all the spiritual power in his body, without looking back, he flashed forward, and his figure directly brought out afterimages.

"Not good, Zhanhen Sword." In the midair in front of him, Ye Fei turned his head suddenly after he stabilized his figure.

Following his gaze, he saw that the gray-clothed old man couldn't help laughing, and the spiritual power runes surged all over his body, locking the Zhanhen sword in front of him, the blow just now was obviously just for cover, In the beginning, the target of that old thing was the Zhanhen Sword.

"Haha, haha, junior, you're still too young to fight with the old man." Seeing Ye Fei's expression at the moment, the old man in gray couldn't help laughing.

After the gray-clothed old man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and easily grasped the Zhanhen sword firmly in his palm.

At this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on Ye Fei's face. In the palm of his hand, an immortal essence had already condensed into shape.

"You can go to hell." Ye Fei whispered, with a flash of thunder in his eyes.

A strong Nascent Soul Realm, with his current strength, although he can defeat him, it is really difficult to kill him. The instantaneous power is really against the sky. or completely blocked.

As soon as Ye Fei finished speaking, he heard a low growl, and a huge monster appeared behind the gray-clothed old man.

The berserk lightning arc kept rolling, and the roar was deafening. It was the silver-horned thunder beast that was summoned by Ye Fei at this moment.

"This... this is the incarnation of Thunder Spirit!" The gray-clothed old man had extraordinary insight and extremely quick reactions, and at this moment his eyes could not help showing horror.

"Roar!" At the same time, a low roar buzzed in this person's ears.

In mid-air, the Silver-horned Thunder Beast opened its mouth wide, and it just swallowed the grey-clothed old man in one gulp. Once swallowed by the Silver-horned Thunder Beast, even those who are strong in the late Nascent Soul will be doomed.

This beast is almost completely condensed by thunder spirits, and the density of thunder power in its body is by no means what ordinary people can imagine.

Seeing this, the gray-clothed old man didn't hesitate at all, and the aura around him changed, ready to use the power of teleportation.

"Zhanhen sword, ban the air." Ye Fei's rune seal surged in his palm at this time, obviously prepared for it, and suddenly raised his hand to point forward.

At this moment, the Zhanhen Sword, which was still tightly held by the old man in gray, suddenly erupted with a strong suppressive force, instantly causing the spiritual power in the old man's body to become a little chaotic.

The power of teleportation cannot be displayed for a while.

"You, you." The gray-clothed old man's pupils narrowed slightly, and then he realized it, but it was too late.

The big mouth of the silver-horned Thunder Beast at the back was close to swallowing the gray-clothed old man in one gulp. The Thunder Beast's huge mouthparts seemed to be chewing, and then let out a low-frequency sound.

The Zhanhen sword was sprayed out from its mouth and floated in mid-air.

Not far ahead, Ye Fei smiled slightly, with spiritual power surging in his palm, he retracted the Zhanhen sword, and then looked up at the silver-horned Thunder Beast in front of him.

"You come back." Ye Fei did not control the ray of immortal essence, but raised his head to look at the pupils of Thunder Beast, and said slowly.

This beast is indeed somewhat powerful. If it can be completely controlled without the suppression of the immortal essence, it will undoubtedly be a big killer in Ye Fei's hands.

"Roar!" The silver-horned Thunder Beast's pupils flashed with thunder, and it let out a low growl, as if casting a slight glance at Ye Fei.

Ye Fei suddenly had a feeling at this moment, as if in the eyes of the Silver Horn Thunder Beast, he was like an ant with thick arms, completely weak and not decent.

"Why do I feel this way?"

"Damn bastard, you come back to Ye." Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted quickly, and anger burst out in his eyes.

Although he couldn't refine this silver-horned Thunder Beast, due to the relationship of the indestructible essence, this beast had an inexplicable connection. What Ye Fei felt just now was exactly what the Silver-Horn Thunder Beast thought. .

Following Ye Fei's opening, the Silver-horned Thunder Beast suddenly turned its head, and its figure turned into a flash of lightning, flashing towards the distant sky.

Not long after, the beast had disappeared from everyone's sight, and Ye Fei couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

After a moment of silence, spiritual power surged all over his body, and he slowly gathered the immortal essence at his fingertips. As long as there was a trace of true essence from the medical saint, no matter how aggressive the silver-horned thunder beast was, Ye Fei would have to suppress it.

"Come back to Ye Mou." Ye Fei shouted, and the aura in his palm surged at the same time.

Before his voice fell, a flashing lightning arc suddenly appeared in the direction where the silver-horned Thunder Beast disappeared. After spinning a few times in mid-air, it finally merged into Ye Fei's body.

"Hoo hoo... hoo!" Waves of low-frequency sounds suddenly sounded in Ye Fei's sea of ​​consciousness.

The Silver-horned Thunder Beast seemed to be venting its dissatisfaction, which made Ye Fei feel dizzy for a while. After he regained his composure, Ye Fei took the Immortal Essence into his body at the same time.

After the aura on his body gradually stabilized, the silver-horned Thunder Beast slowly calmed down.

"This beast, we must find a good way to make it completely surrender." Ye Fei couldn't help but took a deep breath, and couldn't help but think to himself.

(End of this chapter)