Chapter 1385 The Power of the Half-Saint

Boom!

Right in front of Ye Feng's chest, an extremely powerful vortex of force surged rapidly, turning into a similar big hand, and collided fiercely with him. Situ Reading.\\nＣＯＭ

Dangdangdang!

The two big hands collided, and Wu Gu was actually knocked back three steps, leaving three deep footprints in the hall.

His face flushed, and after a moment, he finally couldn't hold it back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"I thought... I was so awesome, but it turns out that I only have this little fighting power."

A somewhat lazy voice sounded, and Bai Hucheng's figure turned from virtual to real, slowly emerging from the darkness, and slowly retracted a half-extended palm.

"Half-saint?!"

The sudden attack caused the warriors of the Silver Dragon Hall to change their colors. After seeing Bai Hucheng clearly, the other two elders of the Silver Dragon Hall showed surprise on their faces.

Elder Ao Cang on the other side quietly breathed a sigh of relief. In a hurry, he forgot that Ye Feng was protected by this person.

"Since you are a semi-saint, you are not an unknown person. May I ask...what is your name? Why do you want to forcibly interfere in the affairs of this hall?"

The three elders of the Silver Dragon Hall all looked solemn at this moment.

A semi-saint realm strongman is not someone who can be provoked casually.

Although "semi-saint" contains a half word, it is completely different from the king realm.

This is a powerful existence who has realized the mystery of "saint" and may step into the holy domain and become a saint at any time. It can be said that a semi-saint is more difficult to deal with than several late king realms.

So even though he knew that Bai Hucheng had destroyed his grandson's dantian, the great elder Tian Wugan still had to greet him with a smile at this moment.

"If you weren't so aggressive and wanted to cause trouble for Ye Feng, how could I have taken action? Now, I'll give you ten breaths of time... to apologize and then get out of the hall."

"Otherwise... I don't mind teaching you, Silver Dragon Hall... how to be a guest."

With his eyes half closed, Bai Hucheng took the fragrant claws from the fire rack and ate them with relish.

He didn't answer the question raised by the Silver Dragon Hall at all, but threw out a sentence indifferently.

At the same time, a strong pressure swept across the entire hall. In addition to the pressure of the semi-saint that belonged to Bai Hucheng, there was also a cold breath that pressed down, and many water tribe warriors couldn't raise their heads.

Crack!

The three elders of the Silver Dragon Hall were the first to bear the brunt of this unimaginable pressure, and the white jade floor tiles under their feet cracked.

The other water tribe warriors in the hall retreated like a tide, and some Silver Dragon Hall soldiers who were a step late were affected by this pressure and collapsed to the ground.

"You..."

Ao Feibai was about to open his mouth to defend himself when his legs softened and his knees were bent and deformed.

However, although he was only at the initial stage of the King Realm, he had a strong will and outstanding talent. Under the pressure of the Semi-Saint, he straightened his body and gritted his teeth to force himself to stand.

"Seven, eight, nine..."

Accompanied by the clear countdown, Bai Hucheng's tall body slowly walked forward.

A cold halo flowed out, and under the cold invasion, the interior of the hall was quietly covered with a thin layer of ice crystals. And a flowing murderous intent had already dissipated without any scruples.

"Wait!"

The last breath...

One of the elders of the Silver Dragon Hall suddenly spoke up and stepped forward to protect the pale-faced Ao Feibai, "This matter... is the fault of the Silver Dragon Hall, and we... apologize to you!"

The lowered fists were clenched and creaked.

Under the huge pressure aroused by Bai Hucheng, they had no choice but to endure the humiliation and choose to apologize and get away.

"Go away. If you disturb Ye Feng's practice again, I... will not be so easy to talk to." Bai Hucheng waved his hand, and the cold halo in his hand dissipated. He shouted in a deep voice. Ao Feibai gritted his teeth and trembled. He had never suffered such humiliation before. If he was not afraid of the terrifying power of the semi-saint, Ao Feibai would have let the three elders take action regardless of everything. "Ye Feng, today's shame, I will take it all back, you wait!" After saying that, he swung his sleeves fiercely and rushed out of the door. "Okay, I'll wait for you. In addition, I want to tell you that the wedding gift of this prince consort and Princess Wu Ji, please come to watch the ceremony... Haha..." Ye Feng laughed and responded. "No one can insult the Silver Dragon Hall, even if it is a semi-saint... It's not allowed. This account will be remembered by the Silver Dragon Hall." Wu Gu and the other two looked at Bai Hucheng with gloomy eyes, and after saying a cruel word, they also left the hall. "Go and have a look. Be careful when entertaining Junior Brother Ao. Don't create any more trouble."

A trace of worry flashed across his eyes. The Great Elder turned back and greeted several elders. He didn't pay much attention to Ye Feng and hurriedly followed him out.

"Prince consort, take care of yourself."

Except Ao Cang, several elders left one after another. The Third Elder looked at Ye Feng meaningfully before leaving, and finally left this sentence.

"You... Hey, why do you have to provoke Ao Feibai? My Changsheng Palace is in a precarious situation now, this can..."

After everyone left, Elder Ao Cang spoke with some displeasure. Because Bai Hucheng was still beside him, his tone was still polite.

"You are riding on my head. How can I endure it?"

Ye Feng interrupted Elder Ao Cang with a sneer.

After arriving at the Aolai Sea, he restrained himself everywhere, which was considered to be the most benevolent and righteous. Moreover, even if he knelt at Ao Feibai's feet, how could the other party let him and Wu Ji go.

"Alas..."

Elder Aocang sighed again and said helplessly: "Today we have created an irresolvable problem, Ao Feibai will definitely use all means to take your life..."

"The Silver Dragon Palace's Zisha Xuan Gong is extremely domineering, and his cultivation level is far higher than yours. If he really does it at all costs, do you still want to survive? It's too difficult, too difficult..."

"Zisha Xuan Gong?"

Ye Feng's voice dropped, and a look of curiosity appeared on his face.

"Zisha Xuan Gong is a magical skill. Its overbearing power is that it can trigger the Zisha Xuan Fire on the bottom of the Aolai Sea. Once it is used, it has extremely powerful lethality, enough to make Ao Feibai jump to the next level to fight. ”

Elder Aocang explained with a solemn expression.

Obviously, this Purple Evil Mysterious Fire is not easy to deal with.

"Could it be that... the Purple Evil Fire is more domineering than the Strange Fire?"

Ye Feng asked in surprise.

Elder Aocang knew that he possessed strange fire, and he must have his reasons for saying so even though he knew it.

"I can only say...each has his or her own strengths."

"After all, the strange fire is the strongest flame in the world. However, although the strange fire in you has obtained its origin, it has not grown to a certain extent and is not very powerful. The purple evil fire buried under the sea has been accumulated for nearly ten thousand years. For a long time, the intensity is three points stronger than your strange fire, and..."

"Zisha Xuanhuo also has another identity. It is the accompanying flame of the seventh red lotus fire on the list of strange fires..."