The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 795

"Yuemou knows everything." Yuechen smiled and restrained his aura at the same time.

Inside the pavilion, Ling Yanji and Fang Hao at the back, the tension in their hearts slowly subsided this time.

At this time, Ye Fei nodded and asked again: "The three of you are willing to lie dormant under the soul emperor, why?"

Huaxia Martial Dao Hidden Sect, the heads of the three top hidden sects, apart from the strength of the three, their status in the Huaxia world is not comparable to that of ordinary martial arts.

Such an existence, if it is not for the undeniable benefits, how can they rely on others?

"Could it be..." After Ye Fei finished speaking, he realized it almost instantly, and the spiritual power in his body also surged out unconsciously at this moment.

Seeing this, Yue Chen chuckled and said, "Just as Patriarch Ye thought."

The three of them, entrenched in the main city of Fengdu, willingly became the commander of the Soul Emperor, just for the legendary source of longevity.

In the second floor of this treasure house, the legendary treasure is naturally in the hands of several great soul emperors. Whether it is Yue Chen in front of him, or Meng Yuan and others, their strength is weaker than that of the soul emperor. many.

They want to obtain the source of longevity, and there is almost no better choice than becoming the coach of Fengcheng.

"If the meritorious service exceeds [-] points, the soul emperor will give the source of longevity. There is only one copy for each main city. This matter is recorded in detail in the ancient books of China's three top hidden sects." Yuechen said softly without any concealment.

It is not the first time that the Tiangong treasure house has been opened. According to legend, in Fu Cangtian's era, there were quite a few strong men who had obtained the source of longevity.

This matter is not only known to the Yinmen of Huaxia, but also the experts in the Western Martial Arts world.

"Oh, only one copy."

"How do you three divide?" Ye Fei couldn't help laughing lightly when he heard the words, and looked up at the person in front.

The smile on Yue Chen's face remained unchanged, and then he said again: "I don't need to worry about this point, Patriarch Ye. At that time, the three of us will have a solution, but if you, Ye Fei, are here in the end, Changsheng Yuan will be afraid." So there is no share for the three of us."

On this point, the three leaders are extremely unified. They know Ye Fei's character well, and there is almost no room for negotiation.

Ye Fei nodded slightly. If the person in front of him told the truth, he would naturally be honest with him. He was determined to win the Yuan of Longevity.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden burst of spiritual energy fluctuations in the distance behind the pavilion, and a woman wearing a blue and white tight dress with her long hair coiled up behind her and a faint twinkle between her brows was seen. , slowly walking in at this moment.

"Ye Fei, join me and wait for any party, my three hidden sects, I would like to give you a fairy treasure." A light and cold voice came slowly at this time.

"Meng Yuan..." Ye Fei turned his head to look at the visitor with a calm gaze.

This woman can say such a thing, it is obvious that she has already discussed it, if he accepts it, Changshengyuan will not have a chance to do so.

"Sacrificing the imprint of the soul, I swear in the name of Kunlun, I will return it to you when I return to Huaxia." The expression on Meng Yuan's face was extremely serious at this time, staring at Ye Fei and said coldly.

Just like what Yuechen said just now, if there is no fourth coach in Fengcheng, once the balance of the tripartite confrontation is broken, it will be of no benefit to Huaxia Yinmen or the soul emperor of Fengcheng.

"Ye Mou, what if you refuse." Ye Fei's body was full of spiritual power, and a sense of speechlessness erupted from his body.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the pavilion suddenly became tense, and the air was filled with majestic spiritual power.

Ling Yanji and Fang Hao raised their hands at the same time. Although their spiritual power had not recovered, they each had subdued soul slaves in their hands, and they could show some combat power to some extent.

"Oh, you shouldn't have come to Fengcheng. Since you came here, you have lost the right to choose." Yuechen's aura subsided, and she couldn't help sighing secretly at this moment, and gave Ye Fei a meaningful look.

Meng Yuan in the back also restrained his breath at this time, looked at Ye Fei and shook his head slightly.

This is the city lord of Fengdu. All the factors that broke the balance and disrupted the war between the main cities will undoubtedly be completely wiped out in the end.

The next moment, a terrifying soul power came from a distance, covering the entire backyard in an instant. That invisible oppressive force was not aimed at any one person, but it was unbearable to stop with all your strength.

"he came."

"Patriarch Ye, you have the Soul King in your hand, who in this Windy City can save that Yang Yun?" Yue Chen looked at Ye Fei with a complicated expression on his face and said in a low voice.

"Fengcheng, Soul Emperor." Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and he suddenly realized.

Ever since he entered the main city of Fengdu, apart from the three masters, the one who has been wanting to attack him is probably the mysterious Soul Emperor, and this person is undoubtedly the deadliest.

The previous provocation by the young master of Fengcheng, the Lord of the Buda Palace's Great Array of Locking Gods, was probably also part of the soul emperor's plan.

In the mid-air in the distance, two figures quickly appeared in the sight of everyone, one of them was Yang Yun, the lord of the Buda Palace. Judging from his appearance, most of the injuries on his body seemed to have recovered.

The other person was wearing a loose black robe.

This person's skin is dark all over, his face is more ferocious, and his figure is much larger than ordinary people. He is holding a black wooden staff, giving people the feeling of being calm and majestic.

"Mengyuan, the commander of Fengcheng, Yuechen, I have met His Excellency the Soul Emperor." In the pavilion below, the two Hidden Sect Headmasters also raised their hands at the same time.

This Fengcheng soul emperor is obviously not what Ye Fei thought before, but he had met that Mufeng, and looking at the current situation, most of the people who came came were not kind.

"Ye Fei, you are still alive today!" In the midair at this moment, Yang Yun's face showed a look of resentment, staring at Ye Fei below, and shouted in a cold voice.

Following this person's opening, the Soul Emperor of Fengcheng slowly lowered his head, his black hole-like eyes swept into the pavilion of thoughts.

In the surrounding air, the power of the terrifying soul pressure soared several times, and there was only a muffled sound, and the pavilion was directly crushed into powder.

Yuechen and Mengyuan had already receded at this time, and inside the pavilion, Ye Fei and the others trembled. The power of this soul pressure was really too terrifying, and the strength of the soul emperor was somewhat beyond beyond his imagination.

"Master Ye, slave family..." Ling Yanji spat out a mouthful of blood, only feeling that the vitality in her body was rapidly passing away.

Ye Fei frowned slightly, the spiritual power in his body erupted loudly, and a icy fog covered Ling Yanji's figure when he raised his hand, barely helping her to block the force of soul pressure.

But Fang Hao on the side was not so lucky. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, his heart was directly broken by the pressure of the soul, and he fell straight to the ground without even making a sound.

With just one appearance, Ye Fei and his group already had one dead and one injured.

"Fang Hao."

"Seal me!" Ye Fei's eyes flickered coldly, and a force of the ice world surged out with his backhand.

Fang Hao's figure was instantly frozen, but the breath on his body had already dissipated without a trace.

"Hun Emperor, what do you mean?" Ye Fei snorted, and when he raised his hand, the Lianhua Sword fell into his palm. He suddenly raised his head, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes at this moment.

This Fengdu soul emperor obviously didn't take them seriously at all. If Ye Fei's spiritual power hadn't recovered, it would have been difficult to save his life under the pressure of the soul just now.

"Outsiders."

"This emperor suspects that you are from another main city. This emperor already knows the purpose of your coming to my Fengcheng." Fengcheng Soul Emperor's voice was low, with a chilling intent, instantly covering the entire mansion.

At the same time, ten soul cultivators appeared again in midair.

These ten people are all dressed in golden armor, tall and tall, with monstrous weddings, and extraordinary equipment. From the soul power, it can be perceived that the strength of each of them is among the soul kings.

The Fengcheng Soul Emperor, plus the top ten Soul Emperors of the City Lord's Mansion, and the three major leaders of the Huaxia Yinmen.

Even Yue Chen and Meng Yuan, who were in the Chinese martial arts world at the same time, would not attack Ye Fei, and the other people were definitely not what Ye Fei is today, and they could fight against it with their own strength.

"Ten Soul Guards, kill this person, and hang his body on the stele of meritorious service." Fengcheng Soul Emperor waved his hand, and there was a frightening force in his plain words.

"Deling!" The ten people in the midair spoke at the same time.

After all, the ten soul king level powerhouses didn't intend to show mercy at all, the ten of them shot together, the terrifying soul power, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, sealed off the lower pavilion Ye Fei.

"Shang Delu, now."

"Ice, Lei Shuangjie, give it to Ye Mouning!" Ye Fei showed a dignified expression, without the slightest neglect at the moment, and shot with all his strength at the same time.

Above the pavilion, the soul king Shang Delu was not afraid of life and death, his soul power surged, and he rushed directly towards the ten soul kings in front of him.

In the midair, a thunder curtain suddenly appeared, and there was an icy mist lingering below, and the power of the boundary vein burst out with a shocking coercion, locking the figures of ten golden armored soul kings.

"Stupid outsider, who gave you the courage to fight back." In the midair above, the Fengcheng Soul Emperor whispered, and at the same time suddenly raised his hand, waving a glint of energy.

Ye Fei was very familiar with that pitch-black light, it was the blow that saved Yang Yun from his hand before.

"The power of the witch body." Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, his right fist was wrapped in a faint light, and there were bursts of powerful force.

He jumped up, and instead of retreating, he advanced, suddenly raised his right fist, swung the sound of piercing the air, and headed towards the gloomy light.

The two terrifying forces collided in an instant.

"Boom, boom!" The deafening explosion echoed in the mid-air of the mansion.

The entire Nancheng Commander's Mansion trembled slightly. Ye Fei's body was shaken back a few feet. After he managed to stabilize himself, he felt a burst of energy and blood in his body, and blood spurted out mouthfuls.

The Fengcheng Soul Emperor is much stronger than Ye Fei in terms of hard power. Since he stepped into the martial arts world, the strongest person he has met is the one above him.

(End of this chapter)