The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 667 Step into the Castle
In the night, after only a moment of meditation, Ye Fei's figure has disappeared into the darkness.

Not far ahead, around the strange old castle, there is a good barrier barrier, Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness can't penetrate it at all, and at this moment his figure has already flashed in front of the high wall of the old castle.

"This kind of enchantment can't stop Ye Mou." Ye Fei smiled lightly.

I saw the spiritual light flashing all over his body, and at the same time he quickly made a formula in his palm.

"Rong." With a low shout, Ye Fei's figure, like a ghost, merged into the high wall and disappeared outside the castle wall.

After all, this place is where the strong men of the Holy See gather. It is wise to sneak in quietly. Once Ye Fei is found, it may be difficult to break out. The strong men of the Holy See are far from comparable to the monastery.

In the ancient castle of the Holy See, Ye Fei's whole body was concealed, and he shuttled along the long front courtyard pavilion.

Not far ahead, a group of people were walking slowly, led by a white robed archbishop with a long face and small eyes.

There are several people behind this person. Except for the archbishop in white, the rest of them are only at the ancestral level, which is only equivalent to the innate realm of China.

"Bishop in white... He must know a lot about the Holy See."

"Dan Qi, Ning."

Ye Fei's expression was as usual, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. In his palm, a golden air mass condensed, and a force that repelled heaven and earth suddenly swept out.

After stepping into Jinda's late stage, Ye Fei's alchemy power, even the Nascent Soul powerhouse, should be afraid of three points, and it is not difficult to lock the few people in front.

"Big, my lord, my strength has been suppressed."

"What's going on? I can't move my body..."

In the corridor ahead, the white-clothed bishop suddenly looked shocked, and wanted to turn the power in his body away, but he couldn't mobilize half of it.

Just when everyone was panicking, they saw a young man wearing a light-colored robe with a stern face not far ahead, walking towards them slowly with an invisible force on his body.

"I ask, you answer." Ye Fei's face was indifferent, and there was a sense of coldness in his voice.

This place belongs to the holy land of the Holy See, and there must be a lot of strong people in it. This time, he came here just to inquire about news, and there is no need for conflicts. After all, he came here alone.

"Who are you? How dare you act wildly in the Holy See Castle, but you're tired of work!" The High Priest in white, not to be outdone, stared at the person in front of him and hummed.

Since the establishment of the Holy See, no one has dared to be so arrogant, broke into the castle and shot at the members of the Holy See.
There is His Holiness the Pope personally sitting here, no matter how strong the opponent is, the archbishop in white doesn't have much fear in his heart at the moment.

"Are you disobedient?" A cold light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and killing intent emerged from his whole body.

Since he showed up, he naturally couldn't let these people live. As soon as the voice fell into his body, afterimages were already brought out. Except for me, the archbishop in white, several people behind him all fell to the ground.

"You, you are looking for death!" The archbishop in white gritted his teeth, his eyes were already red.

It's just that under Ye Fei's suppression, the great leader in white, despite his constant struggle, still couldn't move his body.

Ye Fei was too lazy to talk nonsense, and raised his hand to capture the person in front of him. He wanted to ask again, but suddenly he frowned slightly, and felt a chill behind him.

"Whizzing……."

There was an ear-piercing sound of piercing the air, and on the ground in the corridor ahead, among the few people who fell down just now, one of them, a man in a black robe with long hair and white face, disappeared strangely at this moment.

On the ground ahead, there was only a pool of bright red blood left.

Ye Fei reacted extremely quickly, turned sharply, and blocked the captured bishop in white behind him.

"Bang, click."

There was a muffled sound, followed by the sound of bones cracking. Before the bishop in white could react, he saw that his chest had been penetrated by a bloody hand.

The dignified archbishop in white died like this in the corridor of the Holy See Castle.

At this time, after Ye Fei stabilized his figure, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he looked up at the person in front of him.

"This power has surpassed the Jindan realm." Lei Wei flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he couldn't help but think inwardly.

Killing the archbishop in white with just one blow has already proved the strength of the people ahead.

"Tsk tsk... the blood of the Huaxia people, my people like it very much." In the corridor ahead, the white-faced man had a green light in his eyes, and his eyes locked on Ye Fei, as if looking at prey.

This white-faced man had a very strange aura, blood mist flickered all over his body, and his green pupils were different from ordinary people, giving people a sense of eerie terror.

After Ye Fei glanced at this person, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly raised his hand to make a gesture, and an invisible light curtain instantly blocked the entire corridor, making it impossible for any movement here to come out.

"You are not from the Holy See." After blocking the corridor, Ye Fei asked the person in front of him.

This person does not have the aura of the Holy See, but has a bloody aura, which is somewhat similar to the East Asian powerhouse Xuewu Asa he has seen in the previous Huaxia Martial Arts Conference.

"Tsk tsk, stupid Chinese people, there is more than the Holy See in the Western martial arts world."

"If you are willing to be my blood slave and provide fresh blood for my people, I can spare your life." The white-faced man grinned coldly, stared at Ye Fei and said slowly.

When talking about the Holy See, there was a hint of disdain in this person's eyes, which showed that he did not take the Holy See seriously.

Ye Fei frowned slightly. He had indeed heard before that besides the Holy See and monasteries, there is a hidden force in the western martial arts world.

Just like the martial arts families in China, there are also extremely ancient families in the Western martial arts world. It is rumored that these people are extremely powerful and control most of the financial resources in the West.

The influence of these consortium families in the Western martial arts world can be said to be comparable to that of the Holy See. At the same time, the exercises they practice are very special, and most of them are extremely bloodthirsty, so they are called blood clans.

"Blood clan." Ye Fei murmured, with a thoughtful look on his face at the same time.

If it is true as Kunlun said, the Holy See has already launched an action. Once an agreement is reached with the blood clan to aggressively invade the Chinese martial arts world, it may only be a matter of time.

"Oh, you also know my family."

"I was lucky today. I ran into two Chinese people in a row. The blood in your body fascinates me even more than that Chinese woman."

The white-faced man was not in a hurry to make a move, but couldn't help but look Ye Fei up and down, and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In the corridor ahead, when Ye Fei heard this, he suddenly felt bad. The identity of the Chinese woman who can attract the attention of the blood clan is self-evident.

According to Ye Fei's speculation, Ling Yushuang did not rush to the Holy See so soon, but if he was captured by a blood clan, it would be hard to say.

"This matter is a bit troublesome." Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help whispering at this moment.

Just when Ye Fei was distracted, a bloody light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the white-faced man in front of him, and his figure disappeared in place at the same time, the speed was jaw-dropping.

In just an instant, a blood glow appeared behind Ye Fei, and the pungent bloody smell enveloped his figure.

"Huaxia people, let me use up the power in your body first, and slowly enjoy your blood." The gloomy voice of the white-faced man echoed in Ye Fei's ears almost at the same time.

"It's up to you?" Ye Fei snorted, with a cold glow in his eyes.

Although the strength of this person in front of him is equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul Realm expert, and his speed is comparable to teleportation just now, there is still a certain gap between him and him, and he is by no means the strongest of the Western Blood Race.

The white-faced man snorted coldly, his right arm was already wrapped in blood, and he stretched out his hand and grasped his claws as if cutting through the air.

"Boom!" A loud bang came at the same time.

Before the man's blood claws approached, it hit a lightning arc, which shook his figure back and stretched towards the whole body of the white-faced man.

Lei Wei flickered in Ye Fei's eyes. A blood clan member of this level of strength is not worthy of his sword at all. With the skill of Lei Nian, it is enough to suppress this person.

"Give it to Ye Mou." Raising his hand, the thunder arc turned into a net, blocking the white-faced man's surroundings.

The power of thunder seemed to have a great restraint effect on this blood man. After being blocked by the thunder arc, the white-faced man showed a painful expression on his face.

Just when Ye Fei thought that he had captured this person, within the lightning arc blockade, the white-faced man's whole body suddenly glowed with blood, his whole body suddenly shrank, and finally turned into a pool of blood and disappeared in place.

"Huaxia people, you can't escape here, get ready to die." The gloomy and resentful voice echoed around the corridor.

The figure of the white-faced man disappeared, and even his aura disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. Ye Fei had also experienced this kind of strange technique from the blood crow Asa before.

Compared with the strong man in Southeast Asia, this white-faced man's methods are obviously much more clever.

"Whether you can leave here, Ye Mou is not sure."

"But it's impossible for you to escape under Ye Mou's nose." Ye Fei smiled lightly, and the breath of his whole body condensed at the same time.

The person in front is not Xuewu Asa, and Ye Fei is not the Ye Fei back then.

This kind of strange technique can pull out his lightning arc net, but it cannot escape the blockade of his spiritual consciousness. Everything in the corridor here is controlled by Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness.

"Feng Ling." Ye Fei quickly made a formula in his palm, and raised his hand to point around.

Dazzling spiritual light flashed around the corridor, and the barrier that Ye Fei used to block the corridor before shrank suddenly at a speed visible to sight.

In the air, the pungent smell of blood reappeared, and the figure of the white-faced man was squeezed out by the spiritual pressure at the same time, and smashed on the stone pillar beside him, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth at the same time.

"Impossible, no one in this world can break the blood escape technique of our clan."

"You, who are you?" The white-faced man showed horror on his face, his voice trembled slightly at this time, and he stared at Ye Fei in front of him with wide eyes, with an expression of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)