Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 1162 Weakness Itself Is a Mistake

"Yao Yan, you have to stand up for the Holy Fire Valley!"

Looking at Yao Yan who was slowly approaching, his body exuded a faint medicinal fragrance, and the unfathomable Yao Yan, Dao Chi's face sank, and he said coldly.

"Daozhi, Huo Tianji is still half my apprentice, can you give the old man a thin face and spare him!"

Looking at the hostile Dao Chi, Yao Yan showed a friendly smile and said tepidly.

"I said why the Holy Fire Valley is so arrogant, dare to bully my good disciples, it turns out that your old guy is supporting them!" Dao Chi looked at Yao Yan's seemingly harmless face with deep eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, cold said coldly.

Although Dao Chi can ignore the Holy Fire Valley, Yao Yan, who is also one of the top ten loose cultivators, still makes him have some scruples, but what he cares about is not Yao Yan's strength, but Yao Yan's terrible appeal.

Many old monsters in the central world are inextricably linked with Yaoyan, and have received his favor. If those old monsters jumped out of the coffin to protect Yaoyan, with the strength and influence of Daozhi, they would also have a headache.

"Daozhi, it's true that they did something wrong, but as the saying goes, if a slap doesn't make a sound, both your disciple and Tianji are actually hurting people indirectly." Yao Yan looked at Daozhi who was gradually calming down, and slowly said.

"What are you trying to say?" Dao Chi asked.

"The bell has to be tied to the bell. Since this happened because of the juniors, shouldn't it be left to the juniors to solve it by themselves!"

Yao Yan looked at Ye Chenfeng, although his eyes were soft, but when he saw Ye Chenfeng's eyes, there seemed to be two flames burning in his eyes.

"Senior is right, since this matter was caused by me and the Holy Son of Fire Spirit, let us resolve it finally!"

Hearing that Yao Yan's words meant a threat, and Ye Chenfeng felt that Dao Chi was a little bit afraid of Yao Yan, he didn't want things to be too stiff, so he slowly stood up and said.

"How do you want to solve it?" Yao Yan asked softly with a faint smile.

"The Central World pays attention to everything that is based on strength. Being strong is a kind of madness, and being weak is a kind of fault. I will bet with the Holy Son of Fire Spirit and bet on our final result in the alchemy competition. If I win, the Holy Son of Fire Spirit will bet. Kowtow to me three times in public, and if you see me in the future, you will shy away from it, and then compensate me for one thing!"

Ye Chenfeng looked at the Holy Son of Fire Spirit who was kneeling on the ground, his body was pierced with two blood holes, and his face was pale, and said lightly.

"Okay, I promise you."

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's proposal, Holy Son Huo Ling agreed without thinking.

"Huo Ling, don't rush to agree, first listen to what I want?" Ye Chenfeng said with a faint smile, as if he had extremely strong confidence in himself.

"What do you want?" The Holy Son of Fire Spirit asked coldly.

"I want your supernatural power secret method to improve your strength through the amplitude of the two great sky fires!" Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

As soon as Ye Chenfeng finished speaking, the Holy Son of Huo Ling stiffened. He didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to have such a big appetite, and he actually asked for the first magical power secret method that the Holy Fire Valley never passed on.

"Why, don't you dare? If you don't, then I have to ask Senior Daochi to help us get justice!" Ye Chenfeng deliberately sneered.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Grabbed by Dao Chi's condensed Dao Yi big hand, Huo Tian Ji, who lost all face, agreed on behalf of the Huo Ling Holy Son.

"Fengchen, what if you lose to me?" Holy Son Huo Ling stared at Ye Chenfeng with blood-red eyes, and asked with gritted teeth.

"You come up with the conditions!" Ye Chenfeng said very generously.

"If you lose to me, you kowtow to me three times in public, and then pay me the holy pill!" The Holy Son of Fire Spirit said loudly.

"Saint Dan..."

Hearing the shouting of Holy Son Huo Ling, the onlookers exclaimed and looked at Ye Chenfeng one after another, and some of them looked at Ye Chenfeng with stern eyes and conspiracy.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Ye Chenfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the Holy Son of Fire Spirit who deliberately said the holy pill and pushed himself to the cusp of the knife edge, and replied in a low voice.

"Dao Chi, can you let him go now!" Yao Yan took a deep look at Ye Chenfeng, turned his eyes to Dao Chi, and said with a light smile.

"get out!"

Dao Chi's thoughts moved, and the big hand holding Huo Tianji slammed into force, spitting out blood from the mouth of Huo Tianji, breaking his bones, and howling in pain, before throwing him to Yao Yan, whose face changed slightly.

"Daozhi, are you going too far!"

Yao Yan saw that Dao Chi deliberately humiliated Huo Tianji, and his tone was low.

"Yao Yan, we have given you enough face by not killing him. If you talk nonsense again, no one can save them!"

Juejian, who had been silent all the time, but gave a feeling of extreme oppression, spoke up, and his voice was as sharp as himself.

"Absolute Sword..."

Yao Yan's and Juejian's eyes collided, and sparks ignited invisibly.

"Let's go!"

Yao Yan suddenly smiled, did not speak any more, and left the place of right and wrong with the Sacred Fire Valley and his group who had lost all face.

"Boy, are you really sure of defeating that boy Huo Ling?"

After Yao Yan and his party left, Dao Chi cast his eyes on Ye Chenfeng and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, senior, since I dare to bet with him, I have full confidence!" Ye Chenfeng said with a confident smile.

"Come on, let's find a quiet place to talk!"

After Yao Yan and his party left, Dao Chi and the others didn't stay long, they left quickly and came to a quiet, tree-lined ancient courtyard in Vulcan City.

"You are the junior who cultivated the sword soul!"

The crowd sat around a tree with four people clasped together before they could carry them under the ancient tree. Juejian, who had been secretly looking at Ye Chenfeng, suddenly opened his mouth and asked in a sharp voice.

"It's me!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and admitted happily.

"Can you summon your sword soul and let me see it!" Jue Jian's eyes shone brighter than the stars and asked.

"Can."

With a thought, Ye Chenfeng summoned the bronze sword soul.

"Bronze Sword Soul!"

Seeing the sword soul summoned by Ye Chenfeng, Juejian's eyes gleamed more intensely. He did not expect that the rumor was true, Ye Chenfeng had really cultivated the bronze sword soul.

"Hey, it seems that you and I don't have the fate of master and apprentice." Looking at Ye Chenfeng's bronze sword soul, Juejian suddenly sighed.

"Why did the senior say this?" Jiao Yuyan asked in confusion.

"I and he both cultivated Sword Soul together, but he has already walked far ahead of me, so I am not qualified to be his master!" Juejian said with a sigh.

"Junior is also lucky to be able to cultivate the sword soul to the bronze level!" Ye Chenfeng said neither arrogantly nor humble.

"Luck is sometimes a manifestation of strength. Not everyone can seize luck!" Juejian said lightly.

"Okay, don't be humble. In terms of strength, there are several people in the entire Central World who can beat you!" Dao Chi said with a smile: "Come on, Feng Chen, Yu Yan, I will introduce you to three of my friends. "

"Juejian, one of the top ten loose cultivators in the central world, known as the emperor of ten thousand swords, is as famous as the old sect master of the sword sect, and its attack power can definitely rank in the top three of our top ten loose cultivators."

"This tyrannosaurus, taking the body-refinement route, has almost reached the limit of the central world with his body-refining technique. He is stronger than ordinary holy beasts, and he also has an identity as the Supreme Elder of Tiancang Palace."

"This is the King of Darkness, and I have a sworn acquaintance with me, and he is from the Thunder Clan, the Supreme Elder of the Thunder Clan!"

Dao Chi introduced his three old friends to Ye Chenfeng and others.

Knowing the identities of Chi's three old friends, Ye Chenfeng, Jiao Yuyan and the others couldn't help but take a deep breath and saluted respectfully.

"Yuyan, these three are for you!" Daochi gave Jiao Yuyan the three treasures.

Although Dao Chi didn't introduce the origin of the three treasures in detail, Ye Chenfeng's eyesight could tell that the value of these three treasures was comparable to the low-grade holy treasures, which were very rare.

"Feng Chen, no matter what the outcome of your match with Huo Ling, you must be careful with Yao Yan in the future, his strength is not the highest among us, but he has a very deep city and a high level of alchemy. There are a lot of monsters, so the power he controls, even the four of us are a little jealous, that's why I sold him face today!"

"But because he has a grudge against the Temple of Heaven, he won't participate in the Alchemy Competition held in the Temple of Heaven!" Dao Chi admired Ye Chenfeng very much and didn't want him to be in trouble, so he told Ye Chenfeng the information about Yao Yan.

"Thank you senior for reminding me, I will be careful!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and said, but he has the universe and is not afraid of Yao Yan's revenge.

Ye Chenfeng chatted with the four old monsters for a while. Suddenly, he felt that the Chaos God Wood had completely integrated the power of chaos in the black stone, and began to change. He immediately retired and left the ancient courtyard, and hurriedly returned to the inn.

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