The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1317
After only a moment, the breath in the body was transferred far away, and a gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes.

"Huamo Mahamudra!"

The power of evil spirits around him soared into the sky, and under the raised hand, a large black phantom hand descended from the sky at this moment, almost covering half of the world. The momentum was so strong that people were shocked to hear it.

The handprint fell, and the Xumi formation barrier below became a little sunken, and the whole martial arts field trembled suddenly at this moment.

"This technique is extraordinary." In mid-air, Ye Fei showed a smile on his face.

His spiritual sense can sense that the power of this palm is definitely not inferior to his God's Domain Finger, and the power of the evil spirit itself is extremely aggressive, and its power seems to be slightly stronger.

Moreover, it is cast extremely quickly, and once it is condensed into shape, it is almost impossible to dodge.

In Xiaoyaomen, there are many ancient techniques in Baoge, but it seems that this technique is the only one that Ye Fei uses very smoothly, and some other magical powers always feel that there are some flaws.

"Good apprentice, good eyesight."

"There are three thousand ancient techniques in our sect, and you actually chose this technique to practice. You and I, master and apprentice, are really destined." In the middle of the sky in the distance, a voice suddenly came from at this moment.

After the words fell, Nangong Xie's figure appeared in midair at some point, and he was looking at Ye Fei with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Ye Mou, I didn't agree, I worship you as my teacher." Ye Fei said calmly, looking up at the person in front of him.

With the appearance of Nangong Xie, he also understood in an instant that the reason why he was so comfortable with this big handprint of transforming demons was probably related to the ancient magic formula he had practiced.

However, there is no record of this top-notch exercise in the treasure pavilion of Xiaoyaomen.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay."

"Little guy, there are actually three forms of this big handprint of transforming demons. In the Zongmen Treasure Pavilion, only the seal formula of the first form is recorded. Do you want to know the remaining two forms?"

Nangong Xie chuckled. He didn't care whether the person in front of him was willing to worship him as a teacher. Anyway, this kid's skills and supernatural powers were all passed down from him. It doesn't make much sense to worship him or not.

In mid-air, Ye Fei couldn't help flashing a gleam of light when he heard the words.

"A few days later, you will rank the first place on the Xiaoyao Monument in the Martial Arts Competition. Ye will take it for you, and exchange it for the remaining two styles in your hands." Ye Fei looked at the person ahead and said in a low voice with a calm expression on his face.

For that ranking, Ye Fei didn't have much interest in his heart, but the remaining two types of magical powers mentioned by the person in front of him are absolutely not to be missed.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"It's easy to say, if you really win the first place, the old man is giving you a big gift." Nangong Xie laughed, and then responded with a smile.

After all, without too much hesitation, a black jade slip suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

After glancing at Ye Fei, he threw it directly at the person in front of him.

"If you can't honor the ranking of the Xiaoyao Monument, the old man's technique will definitely be taken back." The smile on Nangongxie's face in front of him remained unchanged, and his eyes were focused on the person in front of him.

The voice fell, and the figure of this person disappeared in the midair ahead.

In mid-air, Ye Fei took the jade slip, and after his spiritual sense swept over it, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There seems to be something hidden in the Xiaoyaomen's ranking martial arts competition. If it is just the ranking of the sect's top talent, it is impossible for Nangong Xie to pay so much attention to it.

But Ye Fei is obviously too lazy to think about these things.

"Nine-turn Demon Sealing Hand."

"黄泉天#恐怖......"

Inside the black jade slip, the remaining two types of ancient art runes have already been imprinted in Ye Fei's sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, a faint light flashed across his palm, and the jade slip was instantly crushed.

Ye Fei's background in the ancient magic arts of the Outer Lands is there. His current spiritual strength has reached the fifth level of robbery. With the blessing of the ancient magic formula, it is not difficult to practice these ancient arts.

But it also takes a lot of time.

For Wu Xiu, the passage of time was almost negligible, and three days passed quickly in the blink of an eye.

The Xiaoyao Monument ranks martial arts, and the day will be tomorrow. There will be no more than [-] people participating in this martial arts event in the entire Xiaoyaomen, and almost all of them are closed disciples of a master's uncle.

The place where it will be held is naturally the top of the main peak.

But the disciples in the sect are basically not qualified to watch, and the only one who can know the progress of the martial arts is the Xiaoyao Monument at the foot of the main peak.

When the martial arts meeting starts, almost all the disciples in the sect will gather at the foot of the main peak.

"This time, I don't know if anyone can dare to move the top seven positions of the Xiaoyao Monument."

"That's right, for hundreds of years, the top seven places on the stele have always been occupied by the seven disciples of the head master."

"In my opinion, there will probably be no changes this year..."

Xiaoyaomen, at the foot of the main peak at this moment, there are already many disciples gathered, and the voices of discussion are also rising and falling at this moment. They can't step into the main peak to watch, they can only gather here.

To the north of the sect, at the top of the White Peak, the Huamo Pavilion has returned to its usual calm.

In the front yard of the mansion, Hongyu's figure appeared in sight from time to time. Her martial arts talent was mediocre, and her cultivation could only be done step by step, so that she spent most of her time looking after the anthers in front of the yard.

"Sister Hongyu."

"Did you miss my grandpa?"

In the mansion at the back, there was a voice at this moment, followed by a person walking out slowly, wearing a black long coat, his appearance was the same as Ye Fei's, with a smirk on his face at the moment.

Hongyu in front of her turned her head away, a glimmer of confusion couldn't help but flash in her eyes.

"You are changing into the appearance of Mr. Ye, don't even think about today's dinner." Hongyu said softly at this moment with a calm expression.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people in front of the mansion suddenly changed drastically.

The next moment, there was a wave of demonic energy, and the black-clothed figure had already turned into a boy who looked about four or five years old, who was obviously a shepherd boy.

"Don't...don't."

"I know I was wrong, and I won't dare again in the future. I still have to eat dinner. Ever since I followed that kid, I haven't had enough to eat a day. He is a big liar."

The shepherd boy walked forward slowly at this moment, his face was full of grievances.

In front, Hongyu heard the words, and couldn't help covering her chuckle. After experiencing what happened last time, she also realized that Ye Fei, who felt extremely weird to her, was transformed from this little thing in front of her.

It has to be said that the way of the illusion of this spirit body is really extraordinary, and it is difficult for ordinary martial arts to distinguish.

"Hehe, Mr. Ye, he's just been a little busy recently. After a while, he will keep his promise to you." Hongyu smiled slightly, and then responded.

As for the relationship between Ye Fei and the shepherd boy, she already knew the basics at this moment. Although most of the exaggerated remarks were made by the shepherd boy, after careful analysis, the relationship between the two is not difficult to guess.

"Tch, I don't believe him!" the shepherd boy turned his head away and couldn't help but whispered.

In the front yard, seeing this scene, Hongyu couldn't help shaking her head slightly.

She seemed to want to say something, but suddenly her eyes were fixed, and then she turned her head suddenly, looking into the mid-air far ahead.

"someone is coming."

"This oppressive force should be at the master-uncle level!" Hongyu's eyes flickered slightly, and her face couldn't help showing worry.

Since Mr. Ye took over the Huamo Pavilion, during this period of time, many strong men came uninvited but were blocked by the ancient pavilion formation, unable to step into the front half of the mansion.

Among them, most of them are some inner disciples, or the elders in charge of the sect, seniors at the master-uncle level. Hongyu has only met Nangong Xie since she was in Xiaoyaomen.

For the others, she just heard about them.

"Don't be afraid, my master will protect you." In front of the mansion, the shepherd boy had a serious face at the moment, and after he finished speaking, he walked forward slowly, and the power of evil spirit all over his body was concentrated.

The next moment, the black mist rolled over carefully, and the shepherd boy turned into Ye Mou again.

It seems that in the heart of the shepherd boy, the person he is transforming at this moment is almost invincible, and he is not afraid of any strong person.

"You..." Hongyu was speechless for a while.

This illusion technique itself is just a small way, maybe it is okay to scare the inner disciples, but if it is really a senior uncle and ancestor who came here, I am afraid that it can be seen through at a glance.

But at this moment, the oppressive power in the surrounding air is still rising, which obviously comes from bad things.

In the middle of the sky ahead, a gloomy light flashed across, and there was only a phantom, faintly visible in the eyes of the two of Hongyu, with her strength, she couldn't see the comer clearly.

"Junior, Hongyu, an outer disciple, pays homage to the sect master's uncle."

Hongyu reacted very quickly, and then hurriedly took a step forward, bent over, raised her hands and clasped her fists in respectful respect.

The shepherd boy on the side, under this oppressive force at this moment, almost at the same moment, his figure trembled, and the power of illusion on his body was forcibly dispersed, showing his original appearance.

"No offense, no offense!"

"Young Master, I'm not your opponent. Let me go." The shepherd boy stepped back quickly. He looked like a child, and it seemed a little funny to speak like this at the moment.

It's just that his figure, before retreating half a foot away, was frozen in place.

In the midair, the blurry figure gradually became clear. The person who came was a woman in a long gown, with a calm expression on her face and an unconcealable majesty around her.

After only a moment, the oppressive force in the surrounding air gradually dissipated.

"A spirit body?"

"You are Brother Nangong's new disciple." In the midair, a soft voice came slowly at this moment, and the woman's gaze focused on the shepherd boy at this moment.

The shepherd boy below couldn't help but tremble immediately after feeling this gaze.

"No... no, this matter has nothing to do with the young master. The person you are looking for is in the mansion. That boy is practicing in seclusion. It will be easy to kill him." The shepherd boy waved his hands quickly and explained at the same time.

For the people in the mansion, he can be said to tell the whole story without the slightest hesitation.

In front of the mansion courtyard, Hongyu on the side at this moment couldn't help but glared at the shepherd boy behind, she didn't dare to neglect at this moment, and then raised her hand again to bow to the front.

"Master Uncle, I didn't know that you came here in person, but I welcome you if you are far away, and hope to forgive you."

"Master Ye is in seclusion, I don't know why you are looking for him?" Hongyu pondered for a while, then gritted her teeth, raised her hand and asked.

According to the sect's rules, as her identity, she is not qualified to talk to the sect master's uncle like this, but at this moment, there is nothing she can do. After all, Ye Fei has kindness to her. If she is like the shepherd boy beside her, she I really can't do it.

In mid-air, the woman lowered her head and glanced at the two people below, she was not angry at the moment.

"A few days ago, someone trespassed on my Ziyu Peak. No matter who it is, I need to go with me today." The woman in long gown spoke slowly, and her voice echoed on the top of Baifeng Peak.

After the words fell, she suddenly raised her hand, and an invisible force swept the surroundings.

"boom!"

"Crack, click..."

In front of the Demonic Pavilion in front, the ancient defensive formations around it shattered almost instantly, with no resistance at all.

"Zi Yufeng, you are Master Xu Qingfeng's uncle." In front of the mansion below, Hongyu was startled at this moment, and her eyes couldn't help showing fear.

Xu Qingfeng, Zi Yufeng's great uncle, is by no means someone to be easily provoked. In the entire sect, even the disciples of the master master of the main peak, if he trespassed on Zifeng without permission, he would most likely die.

"Master Uncle, there may be some misunderstanding about this matter, I wonder if Master Nangong knew about it." Hongyu pondered for a while, suppressing the tension in her heart forcibly, and asked again.

She doesn't think that Mr. Ye has the strength to fight against the person in front of him.

The only way now is obviously to move out Nangong Shishuzu. The sect masters and uncles are brothers and sisters, and the people in front may be able to set aside this matter because of this.

"Hmph, junior, do you dare to use Nangong to suppress me?" In mid-air, Xu Qingfeng snorted coldly, with a look of displeasure suddenly appearing on his face.

Before the words fell, the surrounding air froze.

In front of the mansion below, Hongyu's figure was blasted out heavily by an invisible force. In mid-air, several mouthfuls of blood spewed out one after another, and hit the wall of the mansion behind.

The person in front shot extremely suddenly, and it turned his face almost instantly. Although this blow did not kill Hongyu, it almost blew away the strength in her body.

At this moment in front of the mansion, seeing this scene, the shepherd boy's expression changed somewhat, and a trace of horror flashed in his pupils.

"It's over, it's over, this person is more fierce than the one from the Demon Soul Sect."

"Ye Fei, come and save the young master!"

In front of the mansion, the devilish energy in the shepherd boy's body condensed. He didn't intend to make a move, but used the spiritual connection between himself and Ye Fei to send out a voice transmission of spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, in mid-air, Xu Qingfeng fixed his eyes on the shepherd boy almost at the same time.

"Inferior spirit body, the power of evil spirit in the body is mixed and impure, it is useless to keep it." Xu Qingfeng glanced at the shepherd boy below, and the expression on her face did not change much.

But the next moment, she slowly raised her right arm, and a quiet gleam instantly enveloped the shepherd boy's figure.

This force is obviously impressive. The shepherd boy below has no chance to resist. The aura on his body is weakening at an extremely fast speed, and a faint sternness gradually appeared in his pupils.

(End of this chapter)