Chapter 652: The promise of the gray-haired old man

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"My Lord, I don't agree with what these people said.!"

At this moment, a voice came from a prescription, which immediately made many people's eyes condensed, one after another looking towards that one.

Built there, a powerful man stepped out, surrounded by misty air, just standing there casually, he could release a powerful aura and bring pressure to many people present.

This person is the top force in the eastern part of Taixu Realm. The head of the He family "He Qingshan".

"how do I say this?"

Seeing He Qingshan stepping out, the white-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly and asked He Qingshan.

"Now is the time when the Shenwu Conference is held. This person should be protected when he comes to participate in the Shenwu Conference. If he died abnormally in the middle, wouldn't he be laughed at by others for the injustice of the Shenwu Conference! And, as far as I know, this person will kill those Those with strong powers belong to a normal battle, and the reason why those people are killed can only be blamed on their own incompetence. There is no rule in the Zhenwu Conference that does not allow killing in the competition."

He Qingshan spoke slowly, and his voice was loud and powerful, because He Qingshan, the top family leader in the eastern part of the Taixu realm, had such confidence.

"Nonsense!"

After hearing He Qingshan's words, the Heavenly Demon Sect Master immediately retorted: "According to your He Qingshan's meaning, should my powerful people die in vain?"

"If you want to take revenge on the battlefield of the Shenwu Conference, you are free to kill someone in the middle. He Qingshan is the first one to not agree."

He Qingshan's gaze was indifferent, staring directly at the master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, that gaze was not at all weaker than the master of the Heavenly Demon Sect who was a terrifying demon repair.

"Do you think your He Qingshan's ability alone can stop the wishes of most powerful people?"

After hearing He Qingshan's words, the Heavenly Demon Sect Sect Master sneered and said sarcastically.

Now, it is not only the forces of the Sky Demon Sect who are on his side. Therefore, he had enough confidence and the power of others to kill Ye Feng.

"Don't say it, Patriarch He's words are not unreasonable. If you are allowed to kill him now, what is the prestige of my Shenwu Conference?"

Just as He Qingshan was arguing with the Sect Master of the Sky Demon, the voice of the white-haired old man came over.

The eyes of the crowd flickered. He Qingshan's words are indeed not unreasonable. The geniuses of the Shenwu Conference are vying for battle. Death and injury are normal things. Being killed by others at the Shenwu Conference can only be blamed on your personal strength.

But the Heavenly Demon Sect Master and others insisted on letting Ye Feng pay for his life, which really didn't make sense.

After hearing the words of the white-haired old man, the expressions of the Sect Master of the Sky Demon Sect and all parties who wanted to kill Ye Feng Zhiren changed. It became slightly ugly.

They desperately wanted to kill Ye Feng, but they didn't expect that the white-haired old man who could decide all of this would stand by Ye Feng's side.

"Holy Envoy..."

The Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect seems to be unwilling to you. He wanted to say something, but was instantly interrupted by the white-haired old man.

"Why? You dare to defy even the truth?"

The white-haired old man's face sank, and his words contained a sense of anger and prestige.

An edge flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Demon Sect Sect Master, but the other party's identity was indeed stronger than her. Seeing that the old man was really angry, he didn't dare to refute anything.

"Don't dare!"

The Sect Master of the Sky Demon Sect slightly nodded at the old man, and upon seeing the Sky Demon Palace, the strong men of the Sword Soul Sect Cang family also said in unison.

"I will follow the words of the envoy!"

The next moment you have someone taking the lead, expressing sincere heart to the white-haired old man on the battlefield. Many people have followed, including the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, the Sect Master of the Sword Soul Sect, the Cang Family Patriarch, the Master of the Book Fragrant Pavilion, and the powerhouse of the Heavenly God Kingdom. The white-haired old man bowed his attitude.

"A thousand people have been selected. The first round of competition is over. After three days, the second round of competition is what I want to do. If anything happens, you can solve it in these three days."

The white-haired old man continued, that the first round of the competition was over, and many people were still in a state of concern.

This level of martial arts feast is simply too exciting, just the first round of the competition, there have been such a big change, there are too many things that are worthy of shock.

This is the Shenwu Conference, the first martial arts event in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm, and geniuses are coming out in large numbers to fight at the foot of the Holy Mountain.

Some of these changes and surprises are normal.

"Since the sage envoy takes care of the prestige of the Shenwu Conference, let you live another three days. After three days, your death date!"

Mo Qiong's indifferent gaze swept over Ye Feng, and he spoke domineeringly. Before, in the competition space, Ye Feng used the magic weapon to exert that kind of strength against the sky.

And this kind of thing would not happen in reality. In reality, Ye Feng’s cultivation is only in the Shenwu Triple Stage. It is his Demon Qiong who is a strong person in the Shenwu Peak Stage. Therefore, Mo Qiong believes that if he and Ye Feng at this time In battle, you can definitely not kill it easily.

"No matter when? You devil is not qualified to kill me!"

Ye Feng looked at Moqiong, with a hint of irony in his words. Demon Qiong Shenwu pinnacle powerhouse, Ye Feng really didn't understand that the other party had such a cultivation base, why he was ashamed to look for superiority in front of him, really shameless!

"Then let's wait and see!"

Mo Qiong snorted coldly, and randomly he collapsed and left here.

"You are mine, only I can kill you with my own hands!"

Long Bitian also walked here and said coldly. It can be seen how far his hatred of Ye Feng has reached.

After the devil dragon bite the sky and the two left, Mo Yu, Cang Mo, Tian Canglan and the Sword Soul Sect powerhouse also left here, returning to their own sect force camp. Before leaving, the eyes that looked at Ye Feng were exceptionally cold.

It is bound to wash away today's shame in three days!

"You come with me."

After everyone left, the white-haired old man's gaze suddenly fell on Ye Feng, and he said lightly.

Ye Feng's gaze condensed, and an unexpected color immediately appeared on his face. He didn't expect this mysterious old man to speak with him alone, wondering what this meant?

But as the other party, summoned to him, he naturally had no reason to refuse. Nodded to the old man, and after the old man stepped off the platform, the two stepped away from here.

This scene allowed everyone present to see clearly, and there was a flash of sharpness in the pupils. Can't help but wonder what the old man's intention is for summoning Ye Feng?

Ye Feng followed the old man one after another, to a hidden cave in the Holy Spirit Mountain. There was no one here, and the old man instantly isolated this space.

"Senior asked me to come, what is it?"

Seeing that the old man could easily hide a cave mansion, Ye Feng was slightly shocked. Can you try the strength that the super strong guy has?

"Nothing else, just want to know where the sword you took out in the space came from?"

The white-haired old man's eyes fell on Ye Feng and asked. The first sentence went straight to the subject.

"It was when the junior was in a secret place on the bed, he got it by fluke."

Ye Feng responded that he couldn't tell the truth, it was his secret.

"What kind of secret realm has such a powerful weapon to appear! The old man is really curious."

After hearing what Ye Feng said, the old man's eyes condensed. Asked. There was a bit of faith in his expression.

"It was obtained from a secret realm at the bottom of the lake. The juniors don't know what kind of secret realm it is."

Ye Feng spoke and fabricated a beautiful lie.

"The secret realm at the bottom of the lake? It really is like this, what you said is true?"

Ye Feng's words still made the old man doubtful and couldn't help but confirm.

"How can the junior deceive the senior? This is true."

Ye Feng insisted that he felt the unnaturalness of the other party from the breath fluctuations in the old man's words. Logically speaking, at the level of the old man, it is difficult for his breath to fluctuate without encountering very important things.

Intuition told Ye Feng that he could not tell the other party the facts about the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword.

"If you say so, the old man will believe you. Now the old man wants to make a deal with you, can you agree to it?"

The old man continued to speak, with a sense of temptation in his words.

Ye Feng's eyes flashed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and asked, "Senior, what's the matter, you might as well just say it."

"The old man sees that the sword in your hand is too high. With your current cultivation level, I am afraid it will be difficult to control. Therefore, whether you can hand the sword to the old man, if you agree, the old man can protect you before the martial arts conference Twenty seats."

The white-haired old man's eyes flickered, his beard was stranded, and he spoke to Ye Feng.

I have to say that the words of the old man are absolutely terrifying to the average person. They are in the top 20 of the Shenwu Conference!

It is definitely a great honor to be able to enter this list. Many people can't ask for it. Once they can enter the top 20 seats of the Shenwu Conference, it will represent the future prosperity.

Only a sword can be exchanged for supreme glory, I am afraid that most people will choose to compromise, after all, the identity of the old man lies there. If you agree to him, I am afraid that the benefits will be more than just the first 20 seats in the Shenwu Conference.

The old man's casual words can make the existence like Ye Feng undergo earth-shaking changes.

The author Wan Mu Zhengrong said: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone!