The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 900 Yuntian Sword

As for the attitude of Lu Fang and others, as well as Huaxia Yinmen, towards this great war, the people from the martial arts family present were already furious in their hearts, but they had no choice.

Compared with the importance of Pingcheng's defense, the aggrieved heart is nothing.

"Yes, Master Ye!"

"At this time, if there is a conflict with the Yinmen, Beihai Pingdao may fall, and the first to suffer will undoubtedly be the major martial arts families in China." Tang Hao also reacted at this moment, and quickly stepped forward and said.

Although the patriarchs of the major families around him respect Ye Fei in their hearts, this matter is related to the survival of the major families, so they must not act impulsively.

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots, do you think he can kill me?"

"If it wasn't for the face of the three major teachers, Lu would have taken him down a long time ago, Ye Fei! You have been seriously injured, do you really think this commander can't see it?" Lu Fang snorted coldly, with no fear on his face color.

The dozens of Jindan Dao experts in the rear also exploded with spiritual power at this moment, and they were obviously ready to make a move at any time.

As soon as Lu Fang said this, the patriarchs of the major martial arts families around all focused their eyes on Ye Fei, and his eyes could not help showing worry.

"Master Ye, are you injured?" Tang Hao stepped forward at this moment and asked with some concern.

Ling Yushuang, who was on the side, couldn't help pursing her lips at this time, and focused her eyes on Ye Fei. Her strength was not as strong as Nascent Soul, and she couldn't sense whether the person in front of her was injured.

At this moment, Ye Fei's expression didn't change much.

"It's okay."

"Old Tang, Beihai Pingdao, just leave it to Ye from now on." Ye Fei withdrew his gaze and gave Tang Hao a deep look.

Tang Hao's face was stunned, and he suddenly understood, a rare frenzy flashed in his deep eyes.

Compared with Huaxia Yinmen, in the heart of this old man, he undoubtedly believed in the young man in front of him more, as long as he said it, he would definitely be able to do it.

"Qiao Nan, Liao Yuanjiu."

"And, all the family heads... Ye Mou contributed to the Hundred Families Alliance, just want to tell you that my Chinese martial arts family is no lower than the people in the hidden sect. Beihai Pingdao will no longer need people from the hidden sect in the future."

Ye Fei's gaze was like lightning, scanning the faces of everyone around him one by one.

Ye Fei didn't bother to think about the secrets of this Beihai battle. He only needed to keep his family members and block the offensive of the Western martial arts world. As for other things, he didn't need to think too much.

"Ye stays in Huaxia for one day, and he can keep Beihai unbroken!"

Ye Fei's whole body was concentrated, and his voice was like thunder at this moment, echoing in the ears of the patriarchs of all the major families around him.

As soon as this statement came out, the children of the major families, especially those younger generations, couldn't help showing reverence in their eyes. Regarding the legend of the Ye Family Patriarch, they can be said to prioritize memory.

"We will follow Master Ye's decree." The surrounding martial arts families all spoke in unison at this moment.

In Beihai Pingcheng, in front of the defense line, except for Lu Fang and others in front, everyone around raised their hands at the same time and bowed respectfully to Ye Fei.

In the Pingcheng base, most of them were members of martial arts families. Following Ye Fei's words, those strong men in the Yinmen were immediately isolated by everyone, and Lu Fang's complexion turned a little pale at the same time.

"Ye Fei, without the hidden door to deter, Beihai Pingdao cannot last three days."

"Let's wait and see!" Lu Fang snorted, and then led the people around him, preparing to leave Beihai Ping Island.

He still underestimated Ye Fei's appeal in the martial arts family.

Now in Pingcheng, there are also a lot of strong people from the martial arts family. Once they really make a move, Ling Yushuang from Kunlun and the strong people from the Yinlong Base may attack him directly.

Although Lu Fang was not afraid of Ye Fei, it would be unwise to fight rashly.

"Did I let you go?" Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, his face showing indifference.

Since he came to Beihaiping Island and returned to the Chinese Martial Arts World, he should also tell some people that he, Ye Fei, is back, and these hidden people in front of him must not stay.

Killing these people is undoubtedly a kind of deterrence, and deterrence is the hidden door of China.

"Ye Fei, do you really think Lu is afraid of you?"

"I, Lu Fang, represent the three top hidden doors, and the entire Chinese hidden door world." Lu Fang shouted loudly, a light burst out in his eyes, and the Nascent Soul Realm burst out.

The hidden golden elixir powerhouses in the rear also burst out their alchemy at this moment, frighteningly repelling the power of heaven and earth, and instantly locked onto Ye Fei's figure.

In front of the line of defense, the patriarchs of martial arts families around, including Lu Liang and others, burst out of strength at the same time when they saw this scene, ready to strike, a civil war could be said to be imminent.

"Old Tang, step back first, and leave these people to me." Ye Fei looked away, nodded to the person beside him and said.

Tang Hao nodded quickly when he heard the words.

Immediately, he didn't dare to hesitate, and after he and Lu Liang looked at each other, he raised his hand to signal the heads of the great families not to act rashly, and at the same time slowly retreated, forming a small battlefield.

"Arrogance! You have already been seriously injured, what are you fighting with me?" Lu Fang shouted coldly, raised a long red sword and fell into his palm.

There was the sound of the sword's cry, and at the same time, there was a red light streaking across the air, which was very fierce. From the perspective of power, the red long sword was undoubtedly a spiritual weapon of extraordinary quality.

"Go together!"

"kill him."

Lu Fang has already made a move, and at the same time signaled to the dozens of Jindan powerhouses beside him. The person in front of him is famous, and he took out the spiritual weapon when he made a move, which shows that he did not underestimate the enemy in the slightest.

A strong man who was close to the late stage of Yuanying, and dozens of hidden door disciples of Jindan Dao, shot at the same time in an instant, and Ye Fei was surrounded in the next moment.

"Die, kill you, I, Lu Fang, will surely be famous in the Chinese martial arts world." Lu Fangfang sneered, and at the same time he slashed down with his sword, the power of the Nascent Soul Realm in his body had already reached its peak.

Several red sword lights danced, blocking all Ye Fei's escape routes, and finally condensed into one point, cutting towards the center.

And at the same time, the offensive in the hands of the dozens of Jindan Dao powerhouses burst out at the same time. Dozens of innate artifacts, containing the unique strength of the Jindan Dao powerhouse, were aimed at Ye Fei. Swept away.

"Small, be careful." Not far away, Ling Yushuang's complexion changed slightly, and she spoke softly at this moment.

Such an attack, if the person in the center at the moment is herself, even if she does not die, she will be seriously injured.

"Miss Ling, don't worry, Mr. Ye, he will be fine." Tang Hao's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice.

At this moment, the patriarchs of the martial arts families around, as well as the younger generations all stared forward at the same time. Many of these people had never seen Ye Fei's attack.

Most of them were just hearing about it, but now that they have the opportunity to see it, they almost never take their eyes off it.

Not far ahead, Ye Fei didn't take half a step back, but he slowly raised his arm, and a faint light wrapped his fist.

"I really can't bear it."

"But you still can't break through Ye's defense." Ye Fei's eyes were determined to kill, and the power of the witch body in his body completely wrapped his arms.

The spiritual power in his body was somewhat difficult to mobilize because of his injuries, but the source of the witch body hidden in his blood was not affected much, and it was more than enough to deal with martial arts in the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Boom, boom!" A punch blasted out, making an ear-splitting crackling sound.

The terrifying counter-shock force formed a visible sound wave in mid-air, instantly shattering the scarlet sword energy that filled the sky.

The dozens of hidden door disciples of the Golden Core Dao, under this powerful force, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and retreated several feet in a row before slowly stabilizing.

Lu Fang's complexion also changed drastically at the moment, and he felt a surge of blood in his body.

"Why, how can it be so strong?"

"Impossible, the spiritual power in his body is chaotic, he must be seriously injured, it can't be wrong." Lu Fang's eyes showed unwillingness, and he stabilized his mind instantly, and the spiritual power in his body condensed again.

"Ye Fei, how dare you take Lu Mou's sword again!"

In mid-air, Lu Fang's aura soared, and he had vaguely reached the late stage of Nascent Soul, and this person had been hiding his strength until now.

This uncle of Yuntianmen is a real late Yuanying strongman, if not for this, he would not be able to represent Huaxia Yinmen.

"Why don't you dare." Ye Fei smiled lightly, he still couldn't see the fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, but the momentum emanating from his body made people dare not look directly at him.

The eerie light wrapped his fists, like a pair of black gloves whose quality reached the level of fairy treasures, exuding terrifying power.

Not far ahead, Lu Fang was already approaching.

"Yuntian cuts the sky with a sword." Lu Fang shouted, and the red long sword in his palm was already out of his hand.

In the surrounding air, the terrifying force surged again, and countless red sword energy appeared above Ye Fei's head like a rain of swords.

This is undoubtedly a one-style, good swordsmanship, and I am afraid that it has a good reputation in Huaxia Yinmen. In the sword rain, every sword energy seems to have the power of a strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Jianluo, Ye Fei, you're not dead yet!" Lu Fanglu laughed wildly. At this moment, his index finger was close to the end, and he raised his hand to point forward.

In mid-air, the sword rain fell immediately, and the terrifying fierce aura seemed to tear the earth apart.

The people around couldn't help trembling, and they didn't dare to look away for a moment, paying attention to the battle between the strong.

"Bang, bang bang..."

The sword energy fell, and there were constant explosions. Ye Fei's figure had long been submerged by the sword light, and even the gloomy light in his fist was covered by the red sword light, making it impossible to see clearly.

Not long after, the power slowly dissipated, and in mid-air, Lu Fang looked confident, and the red spirit sword returned to his palm at the same time.

This style of swordsmanship is Yuntianmen's unique technique, and its power is self-evident. It is undoubtedly impossible for Lu Fang to block a Nascent Soul Realm martial artist with wounds on his body.

(End of this chapter)