Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 1809 Kneel Down

"Family!"

A cold light flashed in Ye Chenfeng's eyes.

However, because Ye Chenfeng was very interested in the Antiquities Fair, he held back the killing intent in his heart, and slowly walked towards the Golden Glazed Building under the gaze of a pair of questioning eyes.

"who's that person?"

"I haven't seen it before, it doesn't seem to be a member of the six major families!"

"If he offended the Qi family and the Bei family at once, I'm afraid he won't have any good fruit to eat!"

Many men and women who didn't know Ye Chenfeng hid and whispered together. In their opinion, Ye Chenfeng provoking Qi Tiangu and Bei Xuemei was tantamount to courting death.

"Tiangu, what happened just now, who did you conflict with?"

Looking at Qi Tiangu, Bei Xuemei, who was holding a hot body, exposing a large piece of snow-white skin and two attractive curves, came up. One was wearing a black cloud-patterned robe and a golden crown. The sword-minded man asked in a low voice.

"A little white face who wants to eat swan meat, when the antiquities trade fair is over, I will make him look good." Qi Tiangu didn't take Ye Chenfeng in his eyes at all, he was going to wait for the trade fair to end to retaliate against him and let him know how powerful he was.

"Tiangu, do you want me to teach him a lesson with phantasmagoria and make him make a fool of himself?" A man wearing a white martial arts uniform with long bewitching purple hair, deep eyes, and a strange totem painted on his forehead , showing a malicious smile.

"OK!"

Qi Tiangu's eyes lit up when he thought that the white-robed man had cultivated the illusory Taoism to a great realm.

"You guys wait here, I'll let him lie down on the ground and learn to bark in a while!"

The white-robed man showed a sinister smile, gently pulled a glass, and slowly walked towards Ye Chenfeng.

"Boy, I heard that you are very arrogant, and anyone dares to provoke you!"

The man in white robe walked to Ye Chenfeng's side, his eyes flashing with evil spirits, and he said provocatively.

"roll!"

Looking at the man in white robe with malicious intentions, Ye Chenfeng said coldly without talking nonsense with him.

"Sure enough!"

The white-robed man's face sank, his eyes flowing with purple awns burst out with a powerful illusion, like a thousand stars, piercing Ye Chenfeng's eyes, trying to control Ye Chenfeng's brain consciousness through the illusion .

"Hmph, you dare to provoke me with your ability?"

In Ye Chenfeng's eyes, there were two rounds of slowly rotating holy Taoism, which instantly shattered the incoming illusion, formed a powerful illusion, and blasted into the white-robed man's soul sea.

"not good!"

The man in white robe did not expect that Ye Chenfeng's cultivation of phantom Taoism far surpassed himself, and instinctively wanted to dodge.

However, Ye Chenfeng's cultivation of the Illusory Holy Way is too powerful, and it controls his brain consciousness in an instant.

"Sima Jie has done it, now there's a good show to watch!"

"Mei'er, guess how Sima Jie will humiliate that little beast?"

Feeling the aura of the phantasm, Qi Tiangu and the others showed gloomy smiles, and looked at Ye Chenfeng who was standing with his back to them.

"The more ruthless the better, I want him to know that offending me will end!"

Thinking of the humiliation Ye Chenfeng brought to her, Bei Xuemei hated her teeth and gnashed her teeth.

"Don't worry, I think he'll be embarrassed to stay here soon. When he leaves, we want to kill him. It's not a matter of minutes!"

The man in the black cloud-patterned robe took a sip of the mellow wine and said with a faint smile.

And this black-robed man was the first of the younger generation in Wan Gucheng. He had cultivated for less than five thousand years and had broken through to the realm of the one-star Taoist god, Sima Changqing, who was extremely talented.

"Kneel down!"

Just as Sima Changqing and the others were waiting for the scene of Sima Jie humiliating Ye Chenfeng, a voice resounded like nine days of thunder.

The next moment, under the gaze of a pair of almost dull eyes, Sima Jie, who had just been arrogant and mighty, knelt on the ground like a dog.

Quiet, unbelievably quiet.

Although Sima Jie's talent strength is not as good as Sima Changqing's, compared to other family disciples, Sima Jie's talent strength is more than one step higher, and the Sima family is also known as the first family in the ancient city, and no one dares to offend them.

But now, Sima Jie, one of the two heroes of the Sima family, knelt on the ground like a dog. This amazing scene shocked everyone.

"Why, how could this happen, what happened to Brother Sima Jie?"

Qi Tiangu widened his eyes and said with a look of horror, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

"Master, that person is a master of illusion. He should have controlled Sima Jie's soul consciousness through his illusion." Sima Changqing said with an ugly face.

Ye Chenfeng knelt down when everyone Sima Jie, no doubt hit him in the face of the Sima family.

"Go bite them!"

Just when Sima Changqing was annoyed and wanted to take action, Ye Chenfeng slowly turned around, looked at Sima Changqing with a gloomy face, and ordered coldly.

"Ow!"

Sima Jie let out a roar that didn't resemble a human being, and walked on all fours on the ground like a dog. He opened his mouth and bit Sima Changqing and the others.

For a time, the golden and green, with huge crystal lamps hanging, the hall full of wealth and nobility fell into chaos, alarming the guards.

"Bang!"

Just as the unknown crowd approached the crowd to watch, Sima Changqing quickly pointed a finger, like a cold star that pierced through the warehouse, on Sima Jie's head, and a powerful finger pierced into Sima Jie's head. In the depths of the soul sea, he was directly stunned.

"Master Sima, what happened!"

Hearing the annoying noise, an old man wearing a snow-white robe, with snow-white hair and beard, and piercing eyes with a crane-haired boy's face, walked over slowly with several guards from the City Lord's Mansion and asked in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, Elder Chu, my brother's cultivation of phantasmagoria may be a little crazy. I'll order someone to send him back now!"

Sima Changqing glanced at Ye Chenfeng, who looked indifferent, and said apologetically.

"Master Sima, today is the antiquities fair that the city lord convened with the six major families to hold together. Please restrain yourself, don't do things like this again, or it will be bad for everyone!"

The old housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion, Chu Lao, did not believe Sima Changqing's explanation at all, and warned coldly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chu, I promise that this kind of thing will never happen again!"

Although the Sima family was the first family of Wan Gucheng, they did not dare to offend the city lord. Seeing the right-hand man of Wan Gucheng lord, he had to put down his posture and promised.

"Um!"

Old Chu nodded, and turned to leave with several guards from the City Lord's Mansion.

"Elder Chu, please stay!"

At this moment, Sima Changqing glanced at Ye Chenfeng from the corner of his eye, and suddenly called out to Elder Chu.

"What else?"

Old Chu frowned slightly, turned around slowly, and asked in a low voice.

"Elder Chu, today the city lord is holding an antiquities trade fair in the Golden Glazed Pavilion, and only the six major families are invited to participate, and he has an unfamiliar face and is not a member of the six major families. I suspect that he sneaked in and plotted something wrong." Sima Changqing suddenly pointed at Ye Morrowind made him the target of public criticism.

"Um……"

Old Chu's pupils shrank, and he looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was indifferent and neither happy nor sad, his brows wrinkled more and more tightly.

"Childish, Sima Changqing, I didn't expect you to be as naive as her. You know she has used this little trick, but in the end she was thrown into the lake by me, and I was fine!"

Feeling the questioning eyes, Ye Chenfeng's face did not change at all, he raised his head slightly and looked at Sima Changqing, his indifferent voice showed the domineering domineering of others.

Chapter 1810/2207
82.01%
Eight Desolate Sword GodCh.1810/2207 [82.01%]