Chapter 117: We Bai Fu 3 Yings Can Make a Big Deal

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"Go!" Ye Feng waved his hand.

When Long Tianxing received a response, he immediately cast "Lightening Technique" down the mountain and flew away in the direction of Baifu City.

After a while, Mo Ying walked to Ye Feng's side and said, "Master, is my mission to kill a high-level demon soldier-level demon beast independently?"

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.

These tasks are all given by the system. After all, "disciple assessment" is the third item in the second-stage task of the sect master. Ye Feng can only supervise and cannot directly determine the content of the task.

But Ye Feng was happy instead.

Because, he doesn't need to rack his brains to arrange tasks for the disciples, as long as it is announced.

"The disciple takes orders."

Mo Ying saluted Ye Feng with her fists clasped, and then she was about to go out with the flying sword in the wind to find the beasts that were making trouble.

"Senior Sister Mo, wait a minute!" Yan Ruyu stopped Mo Ying and handed over a thumb-sized bamboo tube, "It's full of spiritual spring water, and some of my life force, maybe it can help you."

"Thank you, Junior Sister!" Mo Ying accepted the bamboo tube, patted Yan Ruyu's shoulder, and Yu Jian left.

"I can't be idle anymore." Li Jiaojiao ran to the kitchen. Her task was to cook a dish that could increase her cultivation, and take the first step to the spiritual kitchen.

The other disciples were also busy.

Seeing that everyone had a goal, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Lei's task is to manage the sect, like a brick in the sect, where it needs to be moved. Therefore, he began to conduct a comprehensive study of the Misty Sect to see what he should do best.

Xia He and Qiu Ju's task is to assist Jia Yulan in planting elixir, and they also have to take care of the feeding of elixir.

Yan Ruyu's mission is to induce elixir, and to rescue at least one injured disciple.

The task of Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu is to study and cultivate.

As for Qiao Jiaxi, who was the last entry, his mission was to cultivate and break through the sixth level of body refining within three months.

Huo Yunjie's task is to practice swords!

To master the sword-drawing technique within three months, this was the task given by the system, and it was exactly what Huo Yunjie wanted.

"Without a woman in your heart, draw your sword to be a natural god, the first page of the sword manual, forget your sweetheart... But, it seems that the more you practice, the more wrong it is!" Huo Yunjie stood on the top of the peak and fell into contemplation.

Seeing this, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Why don't you go down the mountain for a walk? Or, cut off the fallen leaves with a sword?"

Hearing these words, Huo Yunjie felt a sense of dispelling the clouds and fog, he quickly stood with his sword in his arms, and said, "Thank you for your guidance!"

After speaking, Huo Yunjie left the summit.

Under a tree more than ten meters high, a strong wind blew and more than a dozen leaves fell. Huo Yunjie's eyes narrowed, and the cold light sword in his hand was already unsheathed!

Clang!

Wherever the sword edge passed, not a single leaf was touched.

"Ah... this!"

Huo Yunjie was stunned.

I wanted to split the dozen or so leaves with one sword, but I couldn't do it at all.

"Junior Sister Mo Ying said that I must meditate, and this may be the meaning of the first page of the Sword Manual."

Huo Yunjie began to sheathe his sword, closed his eyes, and stood there waiting for the wind to come.

Whoa!

The strong wind hit, the leaves collided with each other, and a few dead leaves fell. Huo Yunjie held his breath, locked the leaves with his own breath, jumped, and drew his sword at the same time.

The cold light streaked across the sky, forming a strange arc, splitting the leaves in half.

"There is progress!" Huo Yunjie was overjoyed, seized the inspiration now, and continued to practice swords.

...

White Floating City.

Long Tianxing is back.

He was wearing a black robe, covering his silver hair, walking on the street, and inquired about passers-by, knowing that Longqitian was doing something wrong somewhere outside the city.

"Cousin, don't make a mistake!"

Long Tianxing murmured and hurried away with "Lightening Technique".

More than a dozen kilometers south of Baifu City, there is an ancient town called "Dafeng".

Most of the caravans that come from the south will stay in Dafeng Ancient Town for a period of time, and then enter the city the next day. As a result, many practitioners and past merchants have gathered here.

At this time, in an inn.

Long Qitian was sitting on the seat, and next to him sat two stubborn youths. Like him, they were all at the peak of the fifth stage of qi refining.

If Ye Feng was here, he could recognize the two.

One of them is Li Hanxiao!

Since the last time he was shot by Jia Yulan's vitality bomb, Li Hanxiao didn't dare to continue to do evil in Baifu City, but moved to Dafeng Ancient Town, pulled up a gang, and lived a very comfortable life.

The other is the second disciple of the Xuanyun School of the middle sect, Wu De!

Wu De and Li Hanxiao were both present when Ye Feng was accepting apprentices at Baizong Square that day.

At this time, Long Qitian said: "Brother Li founded the Han Xiao Gang in Dafeng Ancient Town. There are several practitioners, dozens of ordinary warriors, and a few wives, which is very nourishing."

Wu De also said: "Yeah, it's really enviable!"

"What's there to envy?" Li Hanxiao was very distressed, and slammed the table, "Okay, don't talk nonsense, what exactly are we going to do when we're together with the 'Bai Fu Sanying'?"

Wu De also raised his spirits and looked at the organizer, Long Qitian.

"I want to create an orthodox cultivation sect. After all, it's useless for us to make small fights like this." Long Qitian raised his chin, his eyes full of ambition.

"Just the three of us?" Wu De was stunned.

"Why not?" Long Qitian slapped the table, "Even Ye Feng can make a lower class into a higher class, all of us 'Bai Fu Sanying' are talented, can't we even create a lower class? "

"We are only at the peak of the fifth stage of Qi Refining, Ye Feng is the son of Heaven's Chosen, he can't compare!" Wu De waved his hands again and again.

As soon as Li Hanxiao heard Ye Feng's name, he thought of Jia Yulan, and recalled his suffocating experience of being beaten with tattered clothes and lying on the street in the shape of the word "Tai", and clenched his fists.

At this time, Long Qitian said: "We will use Dafeng Ancient Town as a stronghold, first unify several small sects here, and gradually develop our power. When we have silver taels, we will exchange them for spiritual stones, and then buy panacea to improve our cultivation. ."

"Then what?" Wu De asked again.

"Then? When the three of me reach the seventh level of Qi Refining, I will choose a low-level sect outside the White Floating City to challenge. After winning, won't we be able to get the title deed of the sect?" Long Qitian laughed.

"Yes, it can be done!" Li Hanxiao finally spoke, remembering the past, he clenched his fists, "We Bai Fu Sanying are definitely people who can achieve success, as long as we gather our strength, we can succeed!"

"Yes, we can do it!" Long Qitian stood up, "Then today, let's unify a few gangs in Dafeng Ancient Town first."

Wu De was also touched by the two and agreed to this action.

After a while, the three of them exuded the aura of the peak of the fifth level of Qi Refining. Behind them, there were several scattered cultivators of the first and second levels of Qi Refining, and dozens of warriors, and began to sweep the gangs of the entire Dafeng Ancient Town.

There are almost no practitioners in these gangs, they are all small sects who practice martial arts. In the face of the three peaks of the five peaks of Qi refining, how can they resist?

In less than half an hour, most of the forces were beaten and surrendered, causing great turmoil in Dafeng Ancient Town, and people were panicking.

At this time, there was the last all-female faction named "White Clothes Sect". The sect master was a practitioner of the fifth level of Qi Refining, from an inferior sect that had been disbanded.

boom!

The door of Baiyimen was broken open, and Long Qitian, Li Hanxiao, and Wu De rushed in, and the team behind them had grown to hundreds of people.

"What do you want to do?" The head of the white-clothed sect was a middle-aged and beautiful woman, pinching a magic trick in her hand, forming a shield in front of her, protecting dozens of female disciples in white behind her.

"Join me under the command of this young master, you can spare you from dying!" Long Qitian said loudly.

Li Hanxiao looked at so many women, his eyes almost popped out, and he showed a perverted smile: "What a white door, why didn't I find it before!"

"You bastards!" The white-clothed sect master scolded.

"It's nonsense, just hit him directly." Wu De raised his palm and patted it, turning it into a huge palm print in front of him, and smashed the shield set by the white-clothed sect master with a "click".

puff!

The head of the white-clothed sect was injured and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Sect Master!"

All the female disciples burst into tears, and then angrily stared at Long Qitian and his party.

Long Qitian waved his hand and ordered, "Tie me up!"

"Cousin, I advise you not to mistake yourself!"

At this moment, a young but angry voice came, resounding throughout the ancient town of Dafeng, and attracted everyone's attention.