Chapter 1123

Seeing Ye Feng being cut in two, Xuanye is worried when he hears his hateful voice. Looking up in the direction of the sound, one Ye Feng smiled at him with positive and negative hands, while the other Ye Feng swung the Banmen sword and patted himself head-on!

"Separation! You..."

Xuanye didn't say anything about it, but he was hit by the overlord sword, like an out of chamber shell, and hit the farmland hard.

It's late, it's fast. The battle between Ye Feng and Xuanye was just a few blinks of an eye. The disciples of Wuzhuang temple and the Xuanwu people just saw that Ye Feng was pulled in two. In the twinkling of an eye, Xuanye became a shell and fell into the soil. One by one, they were surprised and strange. They couldn't tell what expression it was.

"What are you doing standing there? Dig out the boy and tie him up until their family redeems him with money."

As soon as Ye Feng said to bind people, the disciples of Wuzhuang temple would come forward and catch people. The Xuanwu people opposite also came back and drew out weapons to block their way.

"It doesn't matter if young people compete with each other, but if anyone dies, whether it's their Wuzhuang temple or your war in beizhou, they won't give up." Ye Feng held his arm and said to a group of Xuanwu.

The cultivation of the Xuanwu clan is different from that of human beings. The disciples of Wuzhuang temple can't see each other's accomplishments. However, in the first World War, Ye Feng won easily and said that it doesn't matter if he is dead, so a group of disciples immediately pulled out their weapons and rushed up to fight with the young Xuanwu people.

"The tortoise shells of those guys are very hard. I'm afraid these Mao children in Wuzhuang temple will suffer losses!" Qiulian said in an old-fashioned manner.

"It's the God of the army that never dies in a hundred battles. As long as you can keep a small life, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose."

"What the master said seems to be true. He's not afraid to bully them and be picked up by the old turtle..."

Ye summit came to fight beizhou because he met an old turtle, but after the killing of Zhu Bajie, the purpose of his trip to zhanbeizhou became a training trip for the disciples of Wuzhuang temple. Listening to Qiu Lian's stomach Fei, he didn't care. He flew to the front of the battle with overlord sword. When he saw that some disciples of Wuzhuang temple were going to suffer losses, he followed him to play Taiping boxing.

The strength of the disciples of Wuzhuang temple and the Xuanwu people was almost the same, and they had little actual combat experience. They were stirred by him, and the Xuanwu people were photographed in the field one after another. Although their defense was high, Ye Feng's attack could not hurt them, but they were sent to the ground by the race. That face was lost. After climbing out of the soil, they simply rushed towards Ye Feng.

"Take the pill and stick to the spirit!"

Ye Feng roared and hit a soul breaking needle. After blocking the Xuanwu, the soul attack of the incarnation outside him went out. Several disciples who didn't have time to take the pill, together with those angry and red eyed Xuanwu, were shocked by the sound of seduction, immediately fainted and fell to the ground.

"See the consequences of indifference?" after cleaning the battlefield, Ye Feng took away his sword and body, pointed to several unconscious disciples and a group of unconscious Xuanwu, and said to the disciples of Wuzhuang temple.

"See..." the previously punished indifferent disciple replied with a bitter face.

"The murderous spirit of the soldiers, Buddhist scriptures and Taoist soul power refining tools are more powerful than mine. If we fight them just now, these disciples will be dead."

During the night attack of the insect ancestor, all the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple felt Ye Feng's soul attack, but at that time, except for the strange insects controlled by the insect ancestor, even the lost true gods were not affected. In contrast, the disciples naturally calculated their own strength. They were hurt by Ye Fengming and kept silent one by one.

"Jianghu experience is not something you can get by going to several prefectures and fighting bandits several times. As a newcomer, there is only one way to survive in the Jianghu." Ye Feng said. Looking at the crowd, he saw that the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple stared at him. "Go and save people first. Everyone said together."

A moment later, the unconscious disciples woke up, and a group of Xuanwu was taken back to the inner world by Ye Feng and handed over to Huoer. They helped each other and gathered around Ye Feng again, waiting to listen to his life-saving means.

"There is a saying in the army that orders should be obeyed. It means that the Lord will give orders and everyone must carry them out immediately. The same is true in wandering the Jianghu. It doesn't matter if you can't see through some things. The key is to listen to those who can see through first, and then think about why. When can you really see through the Jianghu, and then consider your own opinions. Understand?"

Ye Feng's meaning is very simple. Before you don't understand anything, be obedient and don't think blindly. After you understand it, you can take into account your own ideas. The disciples of Wuzhuang temple have been following Ye Feng blindly for a long time, but they are still playing with their hearts. Now they have been "told by themselves". Finally, they put aside the psychology of the game Jianghu and become a serious guard.

get down to business. Ye Feng captured a total of 33 basaltic weapons. After a simple trial in the world, the other party's life background and cultivation have surfaced.

Among them, Xuanye is a relative of the Xuanwu patriarch, and the rest of Xuanwu are his playmates. These Xuanwu accomplishments are all four patterns, which can be regarded as the bottom existence in the Xuanwu family. Nevertheless, with the inherent advantages of the Xuanwu family, ordinary cosmic gods are also difficult to be enemies. Even if the virtual realm experts want to kill them, it is not easy.

"Hee hee! The Chongyang palace caught Shen Qing and lost a billion yellow crystals. Now we have caught 33 of them. Should we be able to change a lot of money?" Huoer asked with a smile, sitting on Ye Feng's shoulder.

"You say that those who catch people lose money, how can we make money?" although Changsheng has seen Huoer several times, he only thinks she is a tool spirit, and his voice seems to tease children.

"What do you know, little hairy child? If Chongyang palace catches our people, they will lose money! If we catch Xuanwu, they will also lose money! Otherwise, I will ask Keats to brainwash and shave them and sell them to Buddhism as a meat shield!"

Huoer knows who her backer is. It's natural to say that, but the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple don't know this. Hearing Huoer's "boasting", they all secretly laugh at her for being cute. So three days later, when the Xuanwu people came to redeem people, they were stupid.

The Xuanwu clan sent an old man with a bent waist and a white beard. It seems that Xiuwei is an ordinary man. If ye Feng didn't send a message to remind his disciples to keep quiet, Changsheng wanted to give him a longevity pill so that he wouldn't drive a crane to the west before he finished talking.

"This young talent must be shopkeeper Ye Feng Ye?" the Xuanwu old man asked with a smile on his face.

"It's just the younger generation. I don't know what the elder has to say?" Ye Feng bowed and smiled.

"The children at home are not sensible and have caused trouble to shopkeeper Ye. I'm here at the request of my people and want to discuss the redemption with shopkeeper Ye."