The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 196
"He will wake up soon, and it's time for us to leave." After Ye Fei retracted his palm, he turned his head to look at Heisha beside him, and said in a deep voice.

Although Ye Fei's medical skills are superb, there is not much he can do in the face of this kind of house-taking technique. There is only one way to save the lives of these people.

"Ye Fei, even if you hold Ben Sha hostage, it's impossible to get out of the Southern Border Mountains. The Holy Son should have noticed that the high priest is dead." Heisha looked up at Ye Fei and responded in a low voice.

Although his status in the holy clan is not low, he is much worse than the high priest. Once the holy son makes a move himself, he probably won't care about his life or death.

"Who said Ye is going to leave Southern Border?" Ye Fei's eyes turned cold, and killing intent emerged from his body.

Heisha on the side couldn't help being taken aback, and after realizing it, his pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

"What do you mean?" Heisha couldn't help asking even though he guessed something in his heart.

Ye Fei showed indifference, glanced at Heisha and said, "Lead the way to the holy clan."

A simple sentence seemed to reveal an endless chill, making the hairs on Heisha's body stand on end, and he couldn't help feeling a tingling scalp.

Heisha at this moment is really unimaginable. With Ye Fei's current state, even if he goes to the saint clan, it will be a dead end. Could it be that the direction of this son forced his strength to increase and burned his brain?

Han Yanran at the back heard the words, and also came forward at this time, took a look at Ye Fei and said softly: "I want to go too, brother and Shengzi have a good relationship, I can ask him for help to relieve the Wu clan's body." spell."

Han Yanran showed a persistent look on her face. She did have very special feelings for the people of the Wu clan.

Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and after glancing at the woman, he couldn't bear to refuse at this moment, he just wanted to intercede with the Holy Son, it is probably impossible, the only correct way is to kill this person.

"Lead the way." Saying that, Ye Fei glanced at Heisha in front of him.

With this person leading the way, he should be able to find the land of the saints very quickly. What else is hidden in this remote mountain tribe is the biggest question in Ye Fei's mind.

Moreover, the members of the Wu tribe in the rear, judging from the current situation, may not survive for three days. He must get rid of the holy son of the holy clan before then.

"Okay, come with Ben Sha, before sunset today, you can enter the range of the Holy Tribe." Heisha responded directly without thinking.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ye Fei's order, he took the lead and walked forward. This person is very familiar with the Nanjiang Mountain Range.

"If you want to seek death, how can Ben Sha stop you? When you reach the Saint Clan, maybe Lord Shengzi will reward Ben Sha for bringing back the Dingfeng Orb." Heisha secretly laughed, and he immediately relaxed.

The strength of the holy son of the holy clan has already penetrated deep into the hearts of every clansman. I am afraid that no matter how strong Ye Fei is, Heisha will never think that this son has the qualifications to fight against the holy son.

Speaking of the figures of the three, they quickly disappeared at the edge of the tribe and headed for the depths of the mountains.

As they continue to go deep into the mountains, the surrounding ancient trees and dense forests gradually become denser. If Heisha leads the way, even with Ye Fei's strength, it is estimated that it is easy to get lost in this primeval forest.

The mountain range covers an unimaginably wide area, and ordinary people cannot explore one-tenth of it, and the poisonous miasma in the deep air is becoming more and more dense.

The branches and vines of the ancient trees around covered the sunlight from the sky, and the three of them walked forward for an unknown amount of time, when Heisha's speed suddenly slowed down.

"Are you there?" A slight smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fei's mouth, his spiritual sense had already sensed the difference not far ahead.

The ancient tree with luxuriant foliage, more than ten meters in front of the three of them, seemed to be cut off in the middle, and a huge deep mountain basin appeared in the sight of the three of them.

Here in the southern border mountain range, the middle seems to have been hollowed out, forming a wide area on one side.

There are many strange buildings in it, and the layout and construction style seem to be very particular. There is a large altar in the center of the tribe, and the places where the saints live are distributed around the altar.

"Hahaha, here we are, Ye Fei, the holy son of our clan may have discovered you, and now it is difficult for you to run away." Heisha laughed loudly, and then he was about to step into the clan.

Ye Fei focused his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness instantly locked onto the person in front of him, and the true energy in his body emerged at the same time.

"Before the Holy Son you speak of comes, Ye can kill you." Ye Fei said in a deep voice with a chill on his face.

Heisha in front of him trembled, just took a step, but was frightened by Ye Fei's words and froze in place.

"I've already brought you here, what else do you want?" Heisha turned his head and shouted without restraint.

He has already brought outsiders into the Holy Clan, which has violated the clan rules. According to the rules of the Saint Clan, even if his status in the clan is not low, he will not be able to escape the death penalty.

"Ye Mou never said that he would let you go." After Ye Fei finished speaking, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person, and the lightning in his palm condensed into a lock, directly sealing the figure of Yan Zhiren.

After glancing at the Holy Tribe in front of him, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his hand to grab Heisha in front of him and held it in his hand.

The matter of this person in Jiangdong is enough to die more than a hundred times. If it wasn't for coming to the holy clan as soon as possible, Ye Fei would have known about the life of this black devil long ago.

"Take me around the holy clan, if that holy son really appears, Ye will kill you first." The expression on Ye Fei's face was elusive, and he spoke slowly at this time.

Heisha's face was stunned, with a look of doubt on his face, and he didn't understand what Ye Fei wanted to do for a while.

At this time, his life was in Ye Fei's hands, and Heisha didn't dare to say anything, so he could only take the person in front of him, and carefully walked to the right.

At this moment, he could only pray that Master Shengzi would not find them so quickly, otherwise with Ye Fei's temperament, he might not escape death.

With a slight smile on Ye Fei's face, every ten meters or so he would take out a magic weapon from the storage ring and hide it under the ground.

Han Yanran, who had been following behind the two of them, was silent all the way, but when she saw Ye Fei's actions, she also showed a puzzled look on her face.

Not long after, the figures of the three of them had already circled half of the territory of the Saint Clan, but the magic weapon in Ye Fei's hand had never stopped.

"How many magical artifacts does he have in his hand?" As the magical artifacts were taken out and thrown away, the expression on Heisha's face became more and more shocked.

Han Yanran who was behind couldn't help but frowned slightly.

After being silent for a long time, her eyes suddenly flashed, as if thinking of something, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Ye Fei in front of her.

"Are you setting up a formation? My brother said before that the Saint Son of the Saint Clan is born strong, so it doesn't make any sense to do so." Han Yanran stopped, looked at Ye Fei and said in a low voice.

Although the way of the formation is mysterious, but in the case of a huge difference in strength, the latter can completely shatter the entire formation by virtue of strength.

At least in Han Yanran's understanding, she has never heard of any formations that can trap a congenital expert.

Heisha on the side also reacted instantly after hearing Han Yanran's words, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Boy surnamed Ye, I'm not afraid to tell you that there are still two high priests in my holy clan, apart from Lord Shengzi. Save your life." With a sneer on his face, Heisha shouted in a low voice.

"Ticket tongue." Ye Fei whispered quietly, the power of thunder suddenly flashed on his body, and a force of oppression swept away.

The complexion of Heisha in front of him changed, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again, and a look of resentment suddenly appeared on his face.

Too lazy to explain to the two people in front of him, Ye Fei took out a magic weapon again, blended it into the ground, and then walked forward.

In the past ten minutes or so, under the incredulous eyes of Heisha and Han Yanran, more than a hundred pieces of magic weapons were buried in the ground one by one by the people in front of them.

"It's almost there." With a satisfied look on Ye Fei's face, he stopped and looked up at the land of the saints ahead.

When he came to southern Xinjiang this time, his biggest trump card was the magic weapon in his hand. The hundreds of magic weapons collected by the three Huaijiang families, plus Ye Fei’s previous hoarding, were enough to set up a shocking formation .

The strength of this array can cut through the innate realm.

Heisha and Han Yanran in the back, after seeing that Ye Fei was not taking out the magic weapon, were a little relieved, but the shock in their hearts at this moment could no longer be described in words.

There are hundreds of magical artifacts, which are not something that ordinary families can take out at will. It is almost impossible for the Han family in East China to take out such magical artifacts.

What surprised the two even more was that they had no idea how many magic weapons were still in the hands of the person in front of them. If they could take out one hundred pieces, then two hundred... three hundred pieces...
"What kind of monster did I bring to the Saint Clan!" Heisha was sweating coldly on his forehead at this moment, he was a little uncertain at the moment, whether so many magic tools, Master Shengzi, could resist it.

At the edge of the holy clan at this time, Ye Fei calmed down the true energy in his body after arranging the magic weapon, and then walked towards the direction of the clan.

Heisha and Han Yanran behind him, after being stunned for half a second, hurriedly followed.

"Ye Fei, I can't feel my brother's aura. He should not be in the holy clan." After entering the clan, Han Yanran spoke first, with a worried look on her face.

She couldn't find her eldest brother, and with Ye Fei's temperament, she was afraid that she would definitely have to do something, and things would become troublesome.

"It's okay, I didn't come here to look for your brother." Ye Fei smiled lightly, the aura on his body was no longer hidden, and he went straight to the sky, sweeping forward.

This sudden action of his made Heisha's face change drastically, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he subconsciously stopped, his eyes still full of horror, and he couldn't help taking half a step back.

(End of this chapter)