Chapter 347 Beidou Shenquan Han Zhiwu

For Xu Xiaoyu who met here, of course Ye Feng wanted to kill him, after all he was also one of the main persons in charge of this fairy capture operation.

But when Ye Feng was just approaching the hub of the passage, he suddenly turned his eyes and saw an extremely burly man walking from another passage, about fifty years old, wearing a suit like Xu Xiaoyu at this time. The fiery red cloth shirt is Han Zhiwu, the famous Beidou Shenquan of Shenquan.

The uniform of the Shenquan Sect is a fiery red cloth shirt, because their sect is located in Chicheng Mountain Dongtian, and the martial arts of the Shenquan Sect is vigorous and forward, and the fire red is the color that best represents their sect.

Han Zhiwu's fists were bigger than sandbags, and he looked like a boxing master at first glance. His face was full of beards like Wolverine, with rough lines, and he was an extremely powerful tough guy.

He has a hundred years of cultivation.

The moment Ye Feng saw him, he stopped in his tracks and hid incognito.

Comparing a one-hundred-year cultivation base with a ninety-five-year cultivation base, the difference is not even a tiny bit. At least in the world of immortal cultivation, one hundred years of cultivation base can condense into a sun god, and the combat power will increase exponentially. , there must be a big difference.

At least Ye Feng felt an obvious difference between Li Xuan and Chen Jianxiong.

Facing Li Xuan, he still had the confidence to fight against him, but when facing Chen Jianxiong, he immediately felt the gap. It would be no problem to snatch a piece of Chunyang Baojian, but it would be absolutely impossible for Ye Feng to fight Chen Jianxiong head-on. It is impossible to defeat the opponent.

According to what Ye Wentian said, martial arts practitioners who have reached a hundred years of cultivation will become very sensitive to their five senses, and there will be great changes in all aspects of their bodies. If you get too close, you will definitely be spotted by the other party.

Ye Feng hid aside, quietly observing the situation in front of him.

"Old Xu, the last batch of things hasn't arrived yet!"

The strong Han Zhiwu came over with two disciples of Shenquan sect, and asked a question impatiently.

"It's not here yet, just wait patiently!"

Xu Xiaoyu has a calm personality, is old and cunning, and he didn't suffer as much as Long Moran in the East China Sea. It can be said that it is a blessing in misfortune. In this situation, the old man with white beard is not willing to act rashly, just to be on the safe side.

"Hmph, if you want me to say, just rush in and arrest that little bitch, there's no need to wait for those shit!"

Han Zhiwu snorted, gasping for hot air from his thick nostrils, looking very dissatisfied.

"It's absolutely impossible, let's stay calm and let the Tang family take the lead!"

Xu Xiaoyu quickly stopped and said.

"Old Xu, you are good at everything, but you are too timid!"

Han Zhiwu raised his fist the size of a sandbag, and a confident smile appeared on his bearded face: "If the people of the Tang family succeed at that time, wouldn't the credit be theirs? I, Han Zhiwu, am not cowardly. Let’s fight, and definitely rush to the forefront!”

Listening to Han Zhiwu's words, Xu Xiaoyu smiled wryly.

This guy is still the same, with such an impulsive temper. Fortunately, he has become more obedient recently, otherwise he must have messed up this matter today...

"Fairy of the East China Sea, tsk tsk!"

Han Zhiwu was fantasizing about something in his mind, and a lewd look appeared on his face from time to time, making Xu Xiaoyu, who was watching from the side, filled with hatred.

Xu Xiaoyu is old and has already lost his ability in female sex, and has long since lost his thoughts, but Han Zhiwu is different.

Han Zhiwu was an orphan adopted by the Shenquan School in the early years. He was very talented in martial arts, so he spent a lot of effort to build up his cultivation, so he was able to have a hundred years of cultivation in his fifties.

There is no other example of such a person in the entire Jianghu. Even the head of the Long family, Long Moran, has not risen so fast in his cultivation, because Han Zhiwu alone has spent hundreds of years of savings of the entire Shenquan sect. Treasures of Heaven and Earth...

Han Zhiwu, who is in his fifties, is still like a wolf and a tiger in that area recently. He naturally has some evil thoughts about the beautiful fairy of the East China Sea.

A group of disciples of the Shenquan sect wearing fiery red shirts gathered in the passage hub, which made Ye Feng hesitate a bit. Should he move forward, or wait for a while, if they wait for the last batch of anesthesia guns to arrive, they might be arrested. The operation to capture Su Feiying is about to begin...

Zhao Yibei and Ling Chen floated behind Ye Feng silently, without saying a word.

They will do whatever Ye Feng tells them to do. Other than that, their only thing is to cultivate. For soul cultivators, cultivation not only determines their strength, but also determines their lifespan. We must all work hard.

Ye Feng was wondering whether he should move forward, trying to see if he could go around, but at this moment, he felt a familiar aura coming from a passage ahead.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar fairy voice came into his ears: "Cooperate as a teacher to deal with them!"

master.

Ye Feng's heart trembled, he quickly straightened his mind, and stared intently.

Of course he can't see where Su Feiying is now, but he can feel that Su Feiying is nearby, and he hates the group of Shenquanmen very much. Kill them all, unless the opponent's power is not something she can fight against.

For example, the Mo family in Nanling, Su Feiying has nothing to do, but Han Zhiwu, an insignificant and strong man in front of him, is nothing compared to the Mo family in Nanling.

"Master wants me to help, it seems that the injury must be serious, otherwise Han Zhiwu, Xu Xiaoyu, these guys are not her all-in-one enemies at all..."

Thinking in Ye Feng's heart, he immediately lost his scruples and showed his figure all of a sudden.

"Haha, grandchildren, what are you doing here!"

He swaggered out of the passageway, and appeared in front of a group of people from the Shenquan Sect in a black shirt.

His purpose, of course, is to attract the attention of the group of people in front of him first, and then let Su Feiying take the opportunity to attack. With Su Feiying's cultivation base, the attack power of the immortal technique is many times stronger than his. Just give her a little time , can definitely kill a guy like Han Zhiwu with one move.

It has been a long time since I cooperated with the master to fight.

Ye Feng couldn't remember clearly, but when he took a step forward and stood firmly in front of Han Zhiwu and Xu Xiaoyu, a surge of passion and impulse surged in his heart.

At that time, Su Feiying accepted him as a disciple, so that one day he could help her, and even help her fight against the Nanling Mo family. Unfortunately, before that, the two of them teleported to the earth together with the fire cloud demon lord... …

"Ye Feng!"

Xu Xiaoyu and Han Zhiwu's expressions changed at the same time.

Xu Xiaoyu's complexion became extremely bad, as if he had thought of some possibility, but Han Zhiwu was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"This kid is Ye Feng, he looks delicate and tender, but Long Moran stumbled in the hands of this kid!"

Han Zhiwu grinned, clenched a pair of iron fists that were bigger than sandbags, and made a "click" and "click" sound, which showed his profound cultivation.

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