Chapter 124

No one expected that Ye Feng would defeat the thousand faced devil in this way.

Before the war, the demon king with thousands of faces was full of words and momentum. Everyone believed that his strength was terrible.

In contrast, Ye Feng was too low-key and probably lost.

But who knows, the thousand faced devil said the most coquettish words and was beaten the hardest. Finally, he was beaten by Ye Feng and fell to the ground.

"It seems that I can feel the fist power of leader Ye doubled just now. What's the matter?" The vice mayor frowned.

"Is it because leader Ye has gained more blessing from the power of heroes, so his strength has been raised to the double level of Juyuan territory?" Lu Shanyue grabbed his beard and speculated in this regard.

"The headmaster is mighty!" The nervous heart of the disciple of the ethereal sect finally loosened, and long Tianxing jumped down from Shi Lei and patted his chest.

Compared with the disciples of the ethereal sect, Wu De and Li Michelle, who were lying on the tree watching the war, were stunned.

"The thousand faced devil has failed?"

"It's impossible!"

They were always hard to believe.

That's the leader of Nanlu demon sect!

When they were watching the war, they witnessed the strange means of the thousand faced devil. They were really powerful. They could definitely crush the three leaders of nishang palace, Badao sect and Feiyu sect.

But as a result, the thousand faced devil lost!

On the ground.

The corners of the devil's mouth twitched constantly and spilled blood. The whole person showed a "big" shape and fell into the soil. His mouth opened, but he didn't know what to say.

"How could I fail?" The mind of the thousand faced devil has been filled with this idea.

Ye Feng fell to the ground: "thousand faced devil, you are defeated!"

At this moment, the whole audience was silent.

Even if the thousand faced devil doesn't admit it, it's clear who wins and who loses in this war. It doesn't matter whether to admit it or not.

"You are cruel!"

The thousand faced devil held it for a long time. Finally, he didn't shout out the sentence "no, I didn't lose". Instead, he climbed out of the soil and pointed to Ye Feng and spit out these three words.

Then, the thousand faced devil ran away.

WOW!

The whole audience suddenly boiling.

Ye Fengsheng!

Although I don't know why Ye Feng can calculate the position of the thousand faced devil and began to fight back, many people who eat melons pay more attention to the results.

[sect reputation value + 457]

[sect reputation value + 632]

……

In a short time, the reputation of the ethereal sect doubled from more than 3000, approached 7000, and is still rising sharply.

Ye Feng has never had such a happy feeling.

There are more than 200000 people watching the war tonight.

In Ye Feng's opinion, even if only one in twenty melon eaters approve of the ethereal sect, the reputation value of the sect can break 10000.

"When the spirit beast Pavilion is promoted to the third level, go and suppress the thousand faced demon king to see if you can accept it as the ninth mountain guarding spirit beast."

Looking at the direction of the thousand faced demon king leaving, Ye Feng said secretly.

If successful, the first two tasks of the second stage of the headmaster will be basically completed.

Not far away.

Long Qitian knelt on the ground, his fingers like claws, fell into the soil, and his eyes kept flashing.

"Why is Ye Feng so strong!"

"Even the devil is defeated. I'm not reconciled!"

"I also want to build a star power, but why does it always backfire?"

Long Qitian bumped his head against the ground and cried.

Long Zhenchuan stood behind him, patted longqitian on the back with his hand, and said solemnly: "son! Sometimes, if one road doesn't work, choose another road. Tianxing is right. You should make a clean break and get on the right track. "

After that, long Zhenchuan sighed.

Long Qitian raised his head and looked at his father's slightly gray temples.

When I think of my father's kind face when I was young, and the eyes that placed high hopes on me, I look at my bastard appearance now. Longqitian's eyes are more red and cry.

"Dad, I'm wrong!"

Finally, longqitian threw himself into longzhenchuan's arms and cried.

"It's very important to know your mistakes and correct them. Early tomorrow morning, you will leave Baifu city and go to an old friend of your father to practice well." Long Zhenchuan patted long Qitian on the shoulder and said.

Tens of meters away.

Ye Feng was surrounded by disciples of the ethereal sect and many practitioners, and countless congratulations were heard.

"Ding, the personal task of registered disciple long Tianxing has been completed and can be promoted to an external disciple."

The prompt of the system sounded, which attracted Ye Feng's attention. He looked away in surprise and found longqitian who fell down in longzhenchuan's arms and cried. Only then did he realize that the boy had really repented.

Although I don't know if it will blacken again in the future, at least longqitian has repented.

"After all, it's only a 16-year-old boy!" Ye Feng sighed.

Before long, long Zhenchuan left with long Qitian. Most people who ate melons also picked up small benches and rushed home.

Tonight's war has opened their eyes and can blow for many days.

In particular, the ever-changing means of the thousand faced devil is even more impressive.

However, most people still think Ye Feng is stronger. After all, he can see through the hidden means of the thousand faced devil and win the final victory.

"Headmaster ye, can my three sons join your sect?"

"I have a nephew who wants to join the ethereal sect!"

"Although I'm fifty, I think I can!"

Many people are shouting, hoping that they or their relatives and friends can be appreciated by Ye Feng and join the ethereal sect.

"At the foot of the ethereal peak, there is a stone tablet set up by the headmaster. The conditions for accepting disciples are written on it. If you are interested, you can take time to have a look."

With that, Ye Feng arched his hands at the people, jumped on the back of the iron claw dragon eagle, and took his disciples away.

"We must go to the ethereal peak tomorrow!"

"Remember to call me!"

The crowd dispersed and went home to bed.

During this period, the reputation of the ethereal sect continued to soar, breaking through 9000 and moving towards 10000.

On the wall.

Five people, including the vice mayor, gathered in Yuanjing and looked at the ethereal peak.

Lu Shanyue said: "leader Ye's strength has improved rapidly. He is really the son of heaven. After this war, he has won a lot of people's hearts, and the strength of the spirit will be improved."

The leader of Badao sect said in a deep voice: "so, when we meet again next time, he should be the second strongest in Baifu city."

"Very likely." Lu Shanyue nodded.

"Is this the son of heaven? I can't envy you!" Feiyu door has no choice but to shake his head. He has been practicing hard for many years. As a result, he can't keep up with a young man in his early twenties.

"It's a pity that the chosen son has no accomplishments. Although he can avoid all kinds of diseases, if he can't embark on the road of cultivation, Shouyuan is destined to be few, rise quickly and end soon... Alas!" Lu Shanyue sighed.

……

Ethereal peak.

The disciples gathered around the table and ate the supper just made by Li Jiaojiao. Their faces were full of smiles.

Ye Feng looked at the happy appearance of the disciples. The corners of his mouth couldn't help raising. He went out of the door and looked at the flat headed brother still lying on the ground. He found that he really broke through the inferior demon general, but he didn't wake up.

After supper, all the disciples were busy.

Ye Feng sat alone on the roof, looking at the bright moon in the sky, waiting quietly.

"Ding, congratulations on the sect's reputation breaking ten thousand. Unlock the third level of spirit beast Pavilion. The first item of the second stage task of the headmaster "ten thousand people admire" has been completed. Get a special gift bag × 1. It has been distributed to the storage space of zongmen. "

The prompt sound of the system starts.

Ye Feng took a deep breath and wanted to control himself not to laugh, but finally he couldn't help laughing three times, startling everyone of the ethereal sect.

"Headmaster, what's the matter with you?" Yan Ruyu raised her head and waved her small hand to Ye Feng on the roof.

"Cough, I'm so happy today. Leave me alone and continue to sleep." Ye Feng waved his hand.

When the disciples returned to their rooms, Ye Feng impatiently opened the special gift bag.

"Ding, get a small banana fan, a medium-grade spirit tool."

A flash of light flashed, and in the palm of Ye Feng lay a small fan with simple shape, only three inches long.