Peerless Soul Emperor

Five half-demon maids. Tall and attractive. Some had rabbit ears, some had wings on their backs, and some had leopard tails.

However, with the exception of 51, each of the half-demon maids exuded a unique charm. There was the delicate beauty of humans, as well as the gorgeous beauty of demi-humans.

This was the kind of beauty that made people unable to take their eyes off of her.

"I want the first one, I bid 10 million!"

"F * * k off! I'll pay thirty million for that rabbit demon!" A fat middle-aged businessman shouted.

There were even many people from the private rooms on the third floor who were all fighting to bid, hoping to win the bid for these unique furnaces.

Even the great general, Ji Ba Xiao, dared to call out a price at the risk of being scolded by the man in black.

"I bid 40 million, and I want that little slut, Leopard Tail ~" Pavilion Master Lei's voice rang out, causing the faces of all the bidders to change. They didn't dare to fight over the woman with him.

The demoness with the leopard tail raised her head and smiled. She blinked her large eyes and sent him a dark message.

Pavilion Master Lei licked his lips as he thought to himself: It's been a restless night again!

"Does this generation's Heavenly Thunder Pavilion like beauties that are bad for martial arts?" A cold voice was heard.

As soon as his voice fell, a white shadow flashed and Ye Feng strangely floated in front of the Thunder Pavilion Master.

Pavilion Master Lei was greatly alarmed as he was forced five meters back. Leaning against the wall behind him, he asked, "Who are you?"

Other than that, more than ten Heavenly Thunder Pavilion disciples instantly drew their swords and surrounded him.

"Scarlet Flame Valley's Valley Master!" Ye Feng sent a sound transmission to the Thunder Pavilion Master.

"Where did this stinking brat come from? Don't you know this is our Heavenly Thunder Pavilion's territory? "

"That's right, Pavilion Master, should we kill him?"

"Pavilion Master, as long as you say the word, we'll immediately chop him to death with random blades!" The Heavenly Thunder Pavilion disciples shouted.

What they did not see was that Pavilion Master Lei's face had already lost all color, and his lips were moving slightly.

"The elders of the Scarlet Flame Valley, Scarlet Flame Valley, and Heavenly Thunder Pavilion have instructed that the Pavilion Master will take the Scarlet Flame Valley Master as their king!"

Pavilion Master Lei's eyes widened as he shouted, "All of you, retreat!" Then, he came in front of Ye Feng, knelt down on one knee and said:

"The sixth generation Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion, Lei Jing pays her respects to the Valley Master." I would like to ask, does Valley Master have the Scarlet Flame Token? "

Seeing this scene, the lackeys from the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion could no longer hold the swords in their hands steadily.

Even their boss was kneeling to this youth. Just how powerful was this person?

Gulp ~ The few people who had just hooted immediately knelt down, shivering all over.

They had offended someone they shouldn't have!

A strange inscription pattern appeared on the palm of Ye Feng's hand, giving it a fiery red color.

The Scarlet Flame Token was imprinted on the flesh and blood of every person from the Scarlet Flame Valley. Only the color of the valley master was the color of fire.

Lei Jing was completely dumbfounded. Rumor had it that the Scarlet Flame Valley Master had already disappeared for a thousand years. How could this not shock everyone?

"The Heavenly Thunder Pavilion, Great Emperor of Thunder Rain, I, the Valley Lord, can go to the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion at any time." Ye Feng said with a sound transmission.

Lei Jing nodded in agreement. A breeze blew past him, and that white-clothed youth disappeared without a trace.

This Valley Master's cultivation was unfathomable. Even he himself didn't have the confidence to defeat him.

One had to know that the other party was definitely not older than twenty years old!

"Boss, this senior ~"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" Lei Jing roared.

"Hehe ~ Old Freak Lei, I also like that leopard tailed one. I bid 45 million!" On the opposite side, Daoist Master Yang Ming sinisterly smiled.

"Shua ~" Gasps could be heard in the hall.

The only ones who dared to compete with a powerful figure like Pavilion Master Lei were probably the forces of Kunlun Mountain and Nie Wushuang.

"Smelly Taoist, you even dare to snatch a woman from me!?" I'll add another five million. " Lei Jing raged.