Martial God Space Chapter 675

“Shifu, it’s him. It’s him who abolished elder martial brother Zhou’s martial arts. Shifu, you have to avenge elder martial brother Zhou!” Suddenly a voice of resentment came from the fog.

But I saw a group of people break through the air from the dense fog formed by countless auras, but it was a huge team of dozens of people, which was no worse than the Feihong mansion just now.

The first man was an old man in dark clothes. He was thin and had a somewhat angry look on his face. He didn’t hide his momentum at all, just like a strong wind swept up.

Unexpectedly, he is also a great saint. His strength is not inferior to the previous Tian impassability.

However, what blocked the vigorous Qi and blood in the field was that, in Ye Xiwen’s view, there was a rotten smell on the thin old man. Yes, a good rotten smell hidden.

This is the breath when people are about to die. Ye Xiwen is sure that he will not be wrong. Unlike ordinary people who grow old slowly, martial artists often maintain the best state and the most vigorous state because of their practice, but it is only in the golden age. Once they enter the last period of their life, It will suddenly begin to fall. The five decline of heaven and man will also reveal a rotten breath. According to Ye Mo, unless we reach the realm of eternal life, everyone has to go through this process.

Obviously, the old man has entered the five decline of heaven and man, that is, his life will soon die. Although his life may be more than ten years or even decades, for the great sage with a long life, he has indeed entered the tail.

Behind him were dozens of disciples, including those sect disciples who had just been scared away by Ye Xiwen. Looking at their costumes, they were obviously the disciples of Qianzhi sect.

When the group rushed out, it attracted the attention of many martial artists around.

“Aren’t those people from Qianzhi clan? Haven’t they entered the depths of Yaowang Valley before? Why did they come out at this time? What’s the situation?”

Many people don’t know why the people of qianzhizong rushed out angrily, but they still gave way to the side one after another to avoid being accidentally injured by these crazy looking qianzhizong disciples.

“Is that Xuanyi elder the elder of Qianzhi sect, Gongyang Yongfeng? This time, the leader of Qianzhi sect is Gongyang Yongfeng. It is said that it is the pill that broke into the great saint level studied by Yaowang valley. Even the senior management of Qianzhi sect was shocked. Although Qianzhi sect did not deal with Yaowang Valley for many times, it attached great importance to this issue!”

“No, this time it’s the first time Gongyang Yongfeng has stepped out of Qianzhi sect in 50 years. It’s said that Gongyang Yongfeng is close to the deadline. He hasn’t left home for 50 years just to train his successor, recruit a disciple and train wholeheartedly!”

The people’s eyes looked at the fierce eyes of Qianzhi sect. It turned out that it was the outstanding sanxiu just now. Ye Xiwen’s different magnanimity from the general sanxiu just made people remember him. Now they don’t know what happened and made Qianzhi sect so angry.

“Shifu, it’s him. He abolished elder martial brother Zhou’s martial arts and said to see what kind of sect taught such disciples!” A young disciple looked at Ye Xiwen excitedly and said that his eyes were full of resentment. He fled in front of Ye Xiwen just now and watched his senior brother’s martial arts be abolished, but there was no way. In his opinion, it was a great humiliation. Now that he finally found the master, he can teach this boy who doesn’t know the greatness of heaven and earth a lesson.

“Are you the one who ruined my disciples’ martial arts?” Gongyang Yongfeng’s face was as heavy as water and his face was blue. He stared at Ye Xiwen and said that he looked like a tiger that could choose people at any time.

When they heard this, they couldn’t help taking a breath of air-conditioning. They wanted to come and didn’t know what caused the people of qianzhizong to be so angry, but they didn’t expect that it was this thing.

Everyone knows that Gongyang Yongfeng has a very high status in Qianzhi sect, almost higher than the patriarch, because his seniority is very high. When the current patriarch of Qianzhi sect worshipped Qianzhi sect, he was already the supreme elder of Qianzhi sect. Moreover, now, almost all his contemporaries have withered, and he is the only one.

Everyone is also very clear that the deadline for Gongyang Yongfeng is approaching, so ordinary people are more tolerant of him. This kind of person is about to die, so he is not afraid of heaven and earth. It doesn’t matter. Once he is provoked, he may have scruples at ordinary times, but he is about to die at this time. What else to scruples about is unscrupulous.

And these people also have their own inverse scales, and the inverse scales of Gongyang Yongfeng, everyone knows, is the disciple who closed the door. Because the deadline is approaching, he put all his energy on the disciple. It can almost be said that he gave everything to each other. This is his last hope.

Everyone knows the hope of inheriting all his mantle. Even if you want to annoy Gongyang Yongfeng, don’t annoy his disciples.

What’s more, Gongyang Yongfeng’s martial arts were abolished. No wonder Gongyang Yongfeng would be so angry. The closed disciple was his last hope. Now that ye Xiwen abandoned his martial arts, it was tantamount to cutting off all his hopes and letting a dying man cut off all his hopes. The consequences were unimaginable.

In particular, the disciple trained by Gongyang Yongfeng can be regarded as an expert in the holy land even if he is no better, but his martial arts are abolished by this casual practice. It is a miracle like a arabian night.

And the most important thing is that the man didn’t go and dared to come. Was it because his head was kicked by a donkey or his head was caught by the door panel.

Ye Xiwen nodded gently without denying it, but said in his heart, no wonder the fat man surnamed Zhou was so arrogant and domineering that he didn’t pay attention to people at all, but he turned out to have such a great saint level master, who was really enough to run rampant among the general forces. It was like Xiaoya worshipped under a detached door at the beginning.

In particular, this ram Yongfeng obviously looks like the decline of heaven and man. Ye Xiwen also knows that people who are dying are the worst to provoke, because they have no hope and do everything more recklessly. Most people can bear it and endure it until the old guy dies, but that is not ye Xiwen’s character.

The fat man surnamed Zhou is so arrogant, I’m afraid it has something to do with the connivance of Gongyang Yongfeng.

After seeing ye Xiwen nodding, Gongyang Yongfeng suddenly released the momentum that had been suppressed. In an instant, it was like a calm lake blowing rough waves, boundless and endless loud coercion and unbridled release.

With Gongyang Yongfeng as the center, it was distributed in all directions. The only beloved closed door disciple was abandoned by Ye Xiwen. For him, it was like the news of heaven and earth.

Because he knew that he was running out of time, he paid more attention to the cultivation of this disciple and tried his best to cultivate him, hoping to inherit his mantle. Although it was a little late to accept the disciple, at least this disciple didn’t let himself down. He soon entered the holy land of cultivation. With his hindhands, even if he entered the great saint in the future, there is great hope.

But now this hope has been shattered by Shengsheng. His apprentice has been abandoned. He has seen the injury and has no possibility of recovery. It is equal to that his dream has been shattered by Shengsheng.

And most importantly, there is not enough time left for him to continue to find a successor and cultivate talents.

His anger, like a volcanic eruption, spread in all directions.

Those martial artists around, whether holy or semi holy, or legends, knelt down immediately in this terrible momentum, as if they had met their own monarch.

In the face of the terrible smell of the great saint’s rage, they were like a trembling little white rabbit. In the face of the roar of a furious old lion, they trembled and couldn’t move at all. Their bodies were stiff. The pressure from their souls made them feel like suffocation.

Even those people of qianzhizong are no exception. The angry Gongyang Yongfeng doesn’t think about them at all, and maybe doesn’t care about them at all. He doesn’t care about anything except the closed disciples.

They were just swept away by this momentum. It was so terrible that they were frightened. It was hard to imagine what it was like for ye Xiwen to bear most of the pressure.

Ye Xiwen is like a boat in the storm. It seems that it may be submerged at any time, but it persists all the time.

Yang Tingyu, who is around Ye Xiwen, has already improved his skills to the extreme. He is ready to die in battle. Even in the view of the great sage, he is a mole ant, but now that he has chosen to come in, he has the consciousness of death.

But I didn’t expect that with Ye Xiwen’s side, the boundless terrible momentum disappeared in front of Ye Xiwen. It was still like a light cloud and light wind, as if there was no such terrible momentum at all.

The look in his eyes was unspeakably startled. What was the origin of the dragon master he met accidentally? It was a great saint. For them, the great saint was no doubt like heaven and man. Even if it was just momentum, it was enough to completely crush the half step great saint. All the heroes who could escape from the great saint were famous heroes, and the dragon master, Did you defuse the great sage’s authority at will?

Is he also a great saint?

(to be continued)