The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 689: The Peak of the Martial Arts Family
In mid-air, the invisible power dissipated. At this time, Bai Yu took a deep look at Ye Fei and suddenly raised his hands and fists towards him.

"Patriarch Ye, you have the power to fight through the gods. According to the rules of the Chinese martial arts world, your Ye family can be included in the top Chinese martial arts families, and has the same status as the top hidden sects in China." Bai Yu looked at Ye Fei slowly with a serious expression. Open your mouth slowly.

Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding the meaning of the woman's words.

I saw Fairy Baiyu, after a pause, said softly again: "The Huoyun Peak of the Fire Worship Cult is just a small peak owner, and has no right to offend the Ye family. This matter is my Kunlun's fault."

"Since the Ye family is listed as a top-level family, the Fire Worship Cult must hand over Huoyunfeng, otherwise I, Kunlun Snow Region, will stand by Patriarch Ye's side."

Fairy Bai Yu spoke again and again, and after she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Lu Fanwei who was in the distance.

"Vice Head Lu, what's your opinion?" Bai Yu's face remained unchanged, and there was a hint of speechlessness in his voice.

At this time, Ye Fei also gradually realized that after his combat power reached the level of supernatural power, the status of the Ye family in the martial arts world also increased. This is the most basic respect for the strong in the martial arts world.
The top martial arts family can be said to have the same status as the Kunlun Snow Region and the Fire Worship Cult in the Chinese martial arts world.

However, Ye Fei's status is almost the same as that of the head teacher of the Fire Worship Cult, and it is by no means something that these juniors can easily offend.

"Lu Mou has no objection, everything will be decided by Xueyu envoy." Lu Fanwei is sensible, now that the head teacher can't retreat, he also knows that if the fight continues, his life may be in danger today.

After finishing speaking, Lu Fanwei stopped talking, and suddenly turned his head to look at the crowd of Fire Worship Cult disciples behind him.

He suddenly stretched out his arm and clawed at the void ahead. A middle-aged man in a dark red robe was pulled out of the crowd by him.

This person is short in stature and has long hair. Judging from the breath on his body, he is a strong man in the late Nascent Soul.

"Master Ye, this is the person." Not far behind, Cui Hu's eyes flashed with blood, and at the same time, he stepped into the air and stood beside Ye Fei.

At this time, Cui Hu's eyes were full of killing intent, and the power of Qi and blood in his body was condensed and rolled unconsciously. If Ye Fei was not present, he would have been unable to resist rushing forward, fighting desperately with Huo Yunfeng up.

When Ye Fei heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his eyes and swept forward.

In the midair at this time, an invisible chill suddenly appeared, and it seemed that even the air had become a bit frozen. After Lu Fanwei in front noticed Ye Fei's gaze, his body trembled unknowingly.

"Huo Yunfeng, are you guilty?" Lu Fanwei settled his mind, gathered his momentum, and then stared at the person in front of him and shouted in a low voice.

"Deputy, deputy head teacher, Xingfeng Xu Xiyi, after all, I am the arrogance of this generation of the Fire Worship Cult, and the disciple just wants to seek justice for my disciple." Undoubtedly, Huoyunfeng.

As soon as he said this, Ling Yushuang, who was not far behind, also stepped into the air at this time.

During the last trip to the western martial arts world, she couldn't be more clear about Xu Xiyi's affairs, so she explained the matter in detail without too much hesitation at this time.

In the mid-air ahead, Lu Fanwei's expression was unavoidably ugly when he heard the words. Although he had heard something, he was not particularly clear about the specific things.

Colluding with the Western martial arts world is undoubtedly the biggest taboo among the Chinese Yinmen, and it will damage the face of Zoroastrianism.

"Bastard, Xu Xi's death is not a pity!"

"Jiangdong's Ye family is listed as a top martial arts family. You, a little peak master, dare to take the initiative to provoke you. From this moment on, Huo Yunfeng will no longer be a disciple of the Fire Worship Cult." Lu Fanwei stared at the front with anger on his face. one glance.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and an invisible force stably hit the person in front of him.

Huo Yunfeng's whole body's spiritual power was lost in an instant. After retreating dozens of steps, he managed to stabilize his figure, and the gown on his chest was already stained red with blood.

"Patriarch Ye, you can take this person away." After everything happened last night, Lu Fanwei immediately turned his head to look at Ye Fei, raised his hands and clasped his fists at him.

Hearing this, Ye Fei showed indifference on his face, turned his head to look at Cui Hu beside him, and nodded slightly to him.

At this time, Cui Hu had already endured it for a long time, and now with Ye Xiaoye's consent, he couldn't bear it anymore, a red glow appeared in his figure, and in the next instant he appeared in front of Huo Yunfeng forward.

The entire Fire Worship Cult, including the deputy head teacher, did not dare to say anything more at this time.

The Ability Realm almost represents the pinnacle of martial arts. No matter what Ye Fei's own strength is, if he can fight against the Ability Realm, it has already proved the strength of this person, and no one is willing to provoke this monster anymore.

"You, what do you want to do?" Huo Yunfeng showed a terrified look, half of his spiritual power was abolished at the moment, and he was far from being Cui Hu's opponent.

Cui Hu grinned, and the power of Qi and blood in his body soared, instantly locking the person in front of him, and the huge black hammer under his raised hand appeared in his palm at the same time.

Without any hesitation, the shocking hammer fell suddenly.

"Boom!" There was only an ear-shattering muffled sound, and the body of Huoyunfeng was directly smashed from mid-air, and sunk into the sandy ground below.

This person was seriously injured in the first place, and Cui Hu didn't hold back the power of this hammer. A strong man after the Nascent Soul just died under the noses of the Fire Worship Cult.

Those disciples at the Golden Core Realm couldn't help but gasp at this moment.

"Jiangdong, the Ye family, don't provoke them."

After this incident, all the disciples of the Fire Worship Cult had only one thought in mind, even if they offend Kunlun in the future, they must not provoke the Ye family.

With Huo Yunfeng's death, this matter has already surpassed Duan Duan.

Cui Hu, who was in the mid-air ahead, put away the black hammer in his hand, and slowly raised his head to look at the sky. In his eyes, there was a long-lost distant look.

"Huzi, let's go." Ye Fei sighed secretly, he could also feel Cui Hu's mood.

There is a time when falling flowers end, and people cannot be resurrected after death, so they should go back to Jiangdong.

After Cui Hu was silent for a moment, he turned around and went back behind Ye Fei. The master and apprentice Bai Yu beside him also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. Kunlun could barely accept the death of no one in the psychic realm.

"Shuang'er, follow me back to Kunlun." Fairy Bai Yu sighed secretly, then turned around slowly, obviously preparing to leave.

At this moment, Ling Yushuang turned her head and glanced at Ye Fei in front of her, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she shook her head lightly and turned back behind her master.

The four of them didn't speak too much, and they were about to leave Zoroastrian Cult at this time.

In the mid-air ahead, Lu Fanwei's expression was always a little ugly. Looking up at Ye Fei and the others, his eyes were obviously a little more gloomy.

The Fire Worship Sect is the top hidden sect in China, so one can imagine Lu Fanwei's mood at this moment by allowing others to break in, beheading the disciples of the sect, and then walking away in front of him.

"Damn it, if the head teacher leaves the customs, none of these people can leave alive." Lu Fanwei thought to himself, but at this time, he did not dare to have any obstacles to Ye Fei and others.

The head teacher of the Fire Worship Cult has been in a state of retreat in recent years, otherwise it is impossible that he has not appeared until now.

At this moment, Lu Fanwei's body trembled suddenly, the expression on his face changed drastically, he turned his head suddenly, and looked at the five caves of the Fire Worship Cult, the deepest part of the three peaks, his eyes showed excitement.

"This breath..."

"Haha, haha, it's the master teacher." Lu Fanwei couldn't help laughing at this moment, his voice spread all around, and he didn't hide it at all.

In the mid-air ahead, Ye Fei and the others paused, and almost at the same time, they turned and looked backward.

On the horizon in the distance, a gleam of light as white as the moon suddenly rose into the sky at this moment.

After seeing that ray of light, everyone, including Ye Fei, seemed to be crushed by a boulder, and a suffocating coercive force instantly enveloped the entire Zoroastrian Cult.

"Master... Master Headmaster, poof."

"Defense, quickly deploy a defensive posture."

"It's too strong, this coercive force is probably enough to shock and kill Nascent Soul!"

All the disciples of the Fire Worship Sect below, all the disciples who were still in the Jindan stage, spurted out several mouthfuls of blood at this time, and the disciples in the Nascent Soul Realm also looked extremely pale at this time.

While using their spiritual power to resist, all the disciples of the Fire Worship Cult fell to their knees and bowed devoutly to the white light behind them.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fei in mid-air couldn't help showing a strange look on his face.

"Is it the head teacher of the Zoroastrianism?"

"Although this person's coercive power did not target the disciples in the sect, he did not deliberately avoid it. If he was stronger, no one of the Jindan junior would be able to survive." A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes. Shi couldn't help but secretly said in his heart.

The head teacher of the Fire Worship Cult appeared extremely domineering, and this was a rhythm that even his own people would not let go of.

Fairy Bai Yu at the side also turned her head slowly. When she felt the breath of the white moonlight in front of her, her eyes could not help trembling slightly, and the expression on her face was slightly strange.

"Yuechen, you finally appeared." Fairy Bai Yu murmured, and then stepped forward.

The head teacher of the Fire Worship Sect, Meng Yuan of Kunlun, and the top Chinese powerhouses such as Fu Cangtian are the arrogances of the same period. Bai Yu can't guess how strong this person is.

Ye Fei didn't know anything about this person, but the moment the white light appeared, it already gave him the feeling that he was facing Dracula, the patriarch of the Western Blood Clan.

The strength of this person has at least reached the mid-stage of psychic power.

At the same time, as the white moonlight approached, a handsome man in a white robe with long dark red hair gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

The expression on this person's face is indifferent, giving people a sense of calmness like water, and there is a bit of elegant temperament in the expression.

(End of this chapter)