Genius Sword Immortal - Chapter 587

Soon, under the transfer of Ye Feng Yu Jian, Su Menghan, Zi Jianlan and Ye Wentian came to the cliff on the cliff where Taiji Square was located.

Ye Feng stopped and felt a little lost because Su Shiying did not come back with them. Not only that, but even the Tianling Stone that can be transmitted once was taken away by Su Shiying, which made him lose the only chance to find Su Yingying in the past.

"She will be safe and secure."

Su Menghan stood beside Ye Feng, leaning against his gentle comfort.

"Ok."

Ye Feng temporarily pressed this matter, he thought a little, and felt that Su Yingying decided to stay in the wilderness is completely normal. After all, for Su Yingying, strength is the most important thing.

Anyway, on the earth, Ye Feng feels that his current strength is enough to solve everything. If there is Su Shiying, it is just a icing on the cake, not necessary.

Just don't know, how many repairs will the three strongest people have?

According to the age limit of people on the earth, Ye Feng estimates that the three most insidious people, who have been repaired for two hundred years, are already very good. After all, the internal gas is not like the infuriating, it can increase the life of the people, and the life expectancy of those martial arts masters is a little more than the ordinary people.

For example, Ye Wentian has been practicing for centuries. He has passed the martial arts and his life span is more than ten years longer than the average person. This is also a normal thing.

However, if it is a cultivator who has been cultivated for a hundred years, then its life expectancy will be twenty or thirty years higher than that of ordinary people. This gap is clear at a glance.

Because of this, Ye Feng was determined to let Ye Wentian turn the internal gas into infuriating. The light is so good that he can live for more than ten or twenty years. Why not?

The martial arts people who have been cultivated for two hundred years have a life expectancy of more than twenty years, and they are sure to be old men. It is extremely difficult to win more than one floor.

However, the two-hundred-year-old cultivators will have a life expectancy of four or fifty years. This is so long enough for them to do a lot of things, and even more able to push the cultivation to three hundred years.

Of course, this also disagrees, but at least there is hope.

"The National Security Bureau is here."

Soon, Lin Shiqing saw the helicopter not far away and pointed his finger.

"Well, don't bother, give it to you."

Ye Feng nodded, and his mouth was awkward: "Since it is back, there is something left to be solved."

Hey!

The blue sword condensed, forming a streamer sword, carrying Ye Feng flying toward the residence of the disciple of the Taiji Temple on the top of the mountain. The gods searched carefully around the four sides.

Soon, he saw two ordinary Taijidian disciples wearing white robes and walking towards the mountain.

"The three of us will leave, and when they return, they will definitely be blamed by the head."

"Hey, what's the solution? Let's go and monitor the girls. I didn't expect the girl to be..."

"It’s terrible. I haven’t seen what it is until now. Xiao Lizi was killed. The ghost girl is too strong. Even if it is the head, I’m afraid it’s hard to deal with it...”

Far from listening to the two people talking, Ye Feng knew some things. During the time when he was not there, the Wuma Changfeng even sent people to monitor Zhang Xinyun, Shu Shu, Xiao Yue and others. Fortunately, Zhang Xinyun was strong and put The other party repels.

Just don't know if there will be anything at home...

Ye Feng thought, the thought of the heart to remove the threat of the wind and the wind is getting stronger.

Soon, he targeted the Tai Chi Dian Temple, and the gods swept to the Wu Ma Changfeng. He was alone in the yard. He had already got up in the early morning to practice martial arts and morning exercises, which made Tai Chi, the style of the fist. Huo Huo, tigers and tigers.

The two disciples who came up to report have already reached the outside of the house.

None of the three people found out that the sky was approaching with a bright blue sword, and it took only a few seconds to reach them.

"Reporting the head! Xiao Lizi was killed by a woman in the breeze and the court!"

Two disciples stood outside the yard and shouted reverently.

"what?"

The Wuma Changfeng, who was practicing early boxing, was immediately shocked. The three surveillance disciples he sent out, each with 30 to 40 years of cultivation, how could they be killed by those women?

A few people in the inside have already investigated it clearly. A Shu Shu, who was originally a dragon family, has lived in Qingfeng and Yuan since he followed Ye Feng. He still lived there for the past two months.

There is also a Zhang Xinyun, a student of Yanjing University, whose identity is a bit special. It is a ghost girl of martial arts. It is said to bring disaster to the martial arts. At the time of the Wulin Conference, Ye Feng also took her with her, but her strength did not show up.

No one knows, it seems that Zhang Xinyun, who is petite and exquisite, can compete with Ye Wentian, and the soul of the Huoyun demon is summoned. How can the disciples of the Taiji Temple resist in 30 or 40 years?

Of course, what is going on here, the Wu Ma Changfeng and the two Taiji Temple disciples will never be clear.

In addition, it is Xiao Yue and Xiao Yu, the former seems to have just begun to practice, the latter is completely ordinary, and the two women are not threatening.

"Who killed it?"

Wu Ma Changfeng's face suddenly gloomy, asked outside the door.

"The short hair, the ghost girl..."

The two outsiders responded with enthusiasm, but soon, the two voices came to an abrupt end, as if they saw something incredible.

"What happened? Say clearly..."

Wu Ma Chang Li sighed and wanted to ask, but soon he could not speak.

Because he saw that the sky, there was a long blue sword from far and near, and quickly descended toward the other hospital where he was, and the sword stood alone.

Ye Feng, still wearing a black shirt, like the sword fairy of the novel TV, came to the eyes of Wu Ma Changfeng in an instant.

"Kid, you really didn't die!"

Wu Ma’s long winds are cracking. He has long guessed that Ye Feng is probably not dead, but he is not sure. After all, the people of the National Security Bureau are searching all the time.

But he did not expect that Ye Feng, who appeared again in front of him, became so dazzling that he was shocked at once.

Yu Jian!

Is this still the means that martial arts people can have? This is a fairy, a sword fairy!

"That is natural."

Ye Feng laughed happily: "Wu Ma predecessors, it seems that you have improved, you are welcome."

"Humph……"

Wu Ma Changfeng is still in shock, and the words of Ye Feng are cold.

In the past two months, he has become the elder of the Taiji Temple. He has been able to mobilize a lot of resources, opened up the Taiji Hall warehouse, and absorbed several kinds of heavenly treasures. He successfully upgraded it to 130 years, and this has already To the limit.

It is the same as that of the real people of Zhonghua, and it is the sword-level sword that is in front of the real life of the real life. The strength of the Wuma Changfeng is not lost to the former Zhonghua real person.

Unfortunately, this strength is still not enough to see in front of Ye Feng.