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Chapter 142 Accepting a Stupid Apprentice 20
Yechen searched around, but did not find Mo Qinghuan who was missing, but found Feng Yu who was practicing at the junction of Huomu forest.

When seeing him, Feng Yu happened to withdraw from meditation, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the person he hated the most standing in front of him, and his face turned dark immediately.

But for a moment, his eyes lit up as if thinking of something, "Where is Master?"

Seeing that impatient look, Ye Chen realized that this person had never seen Mo Qinghuan before.

He thought that Mo Qinghuan might have come to find Feng Yu if he wasn't with him.

But now others have seen it, but Mo Qinghuan's whereabouts are still not found.

So where did this guy go?
"Where is the master? Yechen, I am asking you something." Without the presence of the master, Feng Yu's attitude towards this so-called junior brother immediately became indifferent.

Although, it wasn't that strong before.

But it's okay on the face of it.

Right now, without his master, he didn't even bother to maintain his face, and directly showed his hostility and contempt towards Ye Chen.

"Tell me where Master is!"

Ah!
Why?He wants to know, so he has to answer it?
Hanging his eyes and sneering, Yechen stepped straight past the person in the next second, which meant that he directly regarded Feng Yu as a transparent person, an existence like air.

There was no intention of explaining to him at all.

This attitude completely annoyed Feng Yu.

"Stop!" Feng Yu shouted coldly.

Immediately, the spiritual power struck Yechen's back with killing intent, unstoppable and unstoppable!

"Master is not here, so you don't take me seriously as a senior brother, it's so kind!"

It seems that if he doesn't teach a lesson, some people will not understand that they are just a waste!
Feng Yu pursed his lips, and his eyes were faintly excited. He finally found the opportunity to attack the little junior brother, and he could almost foresee the next development.

Yechen would fall to the ground in embarrassment with his palm, spitting blood, and then the other party's face would show fear and uneasiness, and even cowardly begging... Wait, all kinds of cowardly styles.

Just thinking about that scene made him feel extremely happy.

In his opinion, a character like Ru Yechen only deserves this kind of treatment.

Waste, is waste.

She is only worthy of being stepped on by him for the rest of her life!
He thought excitedly.

But he never expected that his blow would be missed...

The younger brother's figure is like fog, ethereal and illusory; like the wind, he can't grasp it.

He didn't even realize how the other party avoided his attack with [-]% of his strength. Countless small sharp swords condensed from golden spiritual power shot at him head-on, carrying a strong wind, a murderous aura, and an imposing manner. The stone breaks and shakes the sky, and the situation changes color!
There was no time to think about where Yechen's strength came from in such a short time.

Obviously, the two were separated for only one month.

The short period of one month is an instant for monks in the cultivation world.

For their long years, it is too insignificant.

In the process of cultivation, if you want to advance, the time you need to spend in cultivation is infinite, life is endless, and cultivation is endless.

It's all just for the ultimate goal: to ascend to immortality and live forever.

But now, the two have only been separated for this short month, and Yechen's strength has advanced by leaps and bounds again after not seeing each other for a month. All were hit and stabbed!

"Cough cough..." He retreated weakly and coughed fiercely while clutching his heart, his whole body's spiritual power rioted because of this wave of injuries.

Qi and blood retrograde.

"You, how could you..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, another wave of ice picks from water condensed into ice pierced towards him, so fast and hard that Feng Yu couldn't care less about questioning.

This time I was prepared.

When his dual-line spiritual power faced Ye Chen's attack, he was only forced to take a few steps back.

There was no re-injury.

But it was also because of these few steps back, he was clearly concentrating on counterattacking the enemy's moves, but in the end he only lost in the opponent's hands...

Covering the most bleeding wound on his shoulder, Feng Yu pursed his lips, his raised face was pale and his eyes were distorted and shocked.

"How could you..."

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