173: C173 A Declaration of War

C173 A Declaration of War

Along the way, everyone who saw him hid far away, afraid of being wiped out.

At least in this Purple Seal City, those assassins didn't dare to make a move.

After smoothly arriving at the Prime Minister Manor, Ye Feng was invited to the main hall.

Zi Ning and the other two girls immediately surrounded him. After checking him up and down, they finally felt relieved.

In the main hall, there was also Dong Lingwu and Yuwen Jian, as well as the Pill Immortal Chang Feiyu!

Right now, their eyes were filled with fear when they looked at Ye Feng. This monstrous genius was really too frightening!

"Chang Dan Immortal, should you give me the item?" Ye Feng bowed slightly and said.

"Of course. From now on, Lord Ye will be the Pill King of my Alchemist Association!"

Chang Feiyu said. He took out an exquisite white Daoist robe and the badge of the Pill King and handed it to him.

Four disciples of the Alchemist Association carried a huge cauldron that was half the height of a person into the room.

The Heavenly Oasis Cauldron was made of high-quality crystals and gave off a gentle glow.

It weighed around three hundred kilograms.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up when he saw the cauldron. With it, he could refine pill anywhere he wanted, and he wouldn't need to borrow the association's pill room!

Every time he borrowed a pill room, he would cause a lot of trouble.

Under the frightened eyes of the four disciples, Ye Feng held up the three hundred jin cauldron with one hand. With a flash of white light, he stored it into the Xumi Ring.

"Good, what a new Alchemy King. Ye Feng, are you willing to be this old man's advisor? You can name your conditions!" Left Minister Yuwen praised.

Dong Lingwu was extremely angry, and said, "You old man, why don't you play according to common sense?"

Now, everyone knew that Ye Feng was a talent, and who didn't want to recruit him?

"Lord Ye, Senior Pill Emperor also wants to see you. He has already come here personally." Chang Dan Immortal also hastily tried to rope ___ in.

The three of them were so angry that their faces turned red. Ye Feng quietly sneaked to the side and chatted with Zi Ning and Zi Ning.

"Ye Feng, who did you choose?" The three of them shouted at the same time.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in any of you!" Ye Feng shook his head and said.

"First, Master Yuwen, I did not pursue the matter of the past few days, and you still dare to come?

Second, Pill Emperor is a person of the Soul Sky Sect, and I am even less interested in him!

Third, Lord Dong Ling, could it be that you have never had the intention to kill me? "

The three of them turned deathly pale!

Yuwen Zuo's face turned cold, and he said, "Since that's the case, then this old man will take his leave!"

"Lord Ye, take care of yourself!" Chang Dan Xian left behind a few words, and left as well.

Dong Lingwu glared at Ye Feng and said, "Someone, lock Lord Ye and the two princesses in their rooms."

"Father, are you crazy?" Zi Yan exclaimed.

Zi Ning's pretty face also turned red!

"Ye Feng, no matter what, you have to choose one. Otherwise, you will only die! Do as you see fit!"

Dong Lingwu threw out a letter and it landed right in front of Ye Feng.

A declaration of war!

"You and I can only live one! Zhang Lingfeng!"

What a good Zhang Lingfeng! Ye Feng shook his hand and burned the letter into ashes.

Since you have forced me to do this, don't blame me for being merciless! He thought in his heart.

"Lord Dong Ling, if you don't want the two of them to die, you can make them follow me!"

Not an ordinary person would do dangerous things.

How could Dong Ling Wu not know? Ye Feng could not even protect himself right now, but the marriage had already been formed. He and Zhang Lingfeng could only live one life!

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Wait!"

Ye Feng flung his long robe and turned around to leave.

"You must come back!" Zi Yan said in her heart.

When the youth left the Prime Minister Manor, the sun had already set. He randomly found an inn to stay in. For this influential person, the boss gave him the best room.

The rooms that martial cultivator stayed in usually had cultivation rooms.

Ye Feng sat in the training room with his legs crossed. The walls around him were emitting a faint silver light.

"Soul Sky Sect, Su Rang, Xiao Yan. Zhang Lingfeng! And Nether Hall, Gao Shenghan, are you ready to bear my fury? "

The first one to pull it out was the Nether Hall assassin hiding in Purple Seal City!

After that was the encampment of the Soul Sky Sect. As long as he moved fast enough, even the empire would have to turn a blind eye to him!

There were still ten hours left before Ion Time.

He entered the Xumi Ring, entered the Holy Jade Blood Plate's space, and once again began cultivating his spiritual force.

While guarding against the unpredictable spatial blades, Ye Feng practiced the Thirteen Styles of Wild Thunder.Edited by: Lifer, Fingerfox Editor: Lifer, Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

This flight of stairs was originally made of Profound Jade. With his strength, it was impossible for him to cause any damage. It just so happened to be the place where he could use his palm.

Palm after palm struck the ground.

One had to know that the gravity applied on his body was thirteen times heavier. One palm struck the ground, and the counterforce pushed him up by three meters!

There was only a faint palm print on the ground!

The higher the palm force pushed him, the more powerful his strength was.

At first, it was only three meters. After ten hours, it had already reached five meters!

"Li Palm, the fifth movement!"

He struck out a palm in the air. The palm print was a full five meters in size, and the counterforce pushed Ye Feng high into the sky!0

The higher he went, the stronger the gravity became!

"I don't think even a lesser celestial Earth Soul Stage can withstand this palm!" He thought to himself.

On both of his arms, his sleeves had been shattered by the wind, exposing his arms that were dripping with blood.

He spent another ten hours healing himself, and only ten hours had passed outside!

The Zi hour was precisely the time for the ghost to leave hell.

As for the Nether Hall's assassin, he was originally a soul reaper from hell.

Dressed in a black robe, Ye Feng put on his purple ghost face mask and stood on the roof, looking into the distance.

The slaughter was about to begin!

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