Chapter 339 Situ Zangdao
What Ye Feng gave was not a big deal, but to this group of punks, it felt like a timely gift.
Of course, they would not be grateful for this kindness, but they would have expectations of what Ye Feng said, the reward after the event was completed, which made them work harder in the future.
What Ye Feng gave in advance was just for their medical expenses.
Ye Feng was about to explain a few more words to a few people, but suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some movement not far away, and his expression changed. What's going on, Zhao Yibei suddenly condensed his soul body?
Something must have happened to Ye Feng, which made Ye Feng not in the mood to chat with the gangster. He casually confessed a few words, and left more than a dozen hundred yuan bills, so he walked towards the direction of Zhao Beibei's investigation. past.
If there are other outsiders coming to the desert town, the bald head will first investigate the other party's information, and if they are suspicious people, they will immediately call and report to Ye Feng!
This kind of simple thing, I believe that local snakes like them can still do it.
Ye Feng put the bald head matter behind him, took out the counterfeit mobile phone from the storage ring, put it in his butt pocket, and then ran towards the place where Zhao Beibei was.
"You are Situ Zangdao!"
A childish shout came from a hotel in front, it was Zhao Yibei's voice.
Only when the soul body is condensed, can the soul cultivator speak like ordinary people, otherwise, he can only rely on the power of the soul to transmit information. This kind of information cannot be received by ordinary people, and only immortal cultivators with spiritual consciousness can hear it.
But now, Zhao Yibei's voice spread all over the hotel.
Situ Zangdao?
Ye Feng rushed over quickly, and when he heard the name, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, isn't this guy the swordsman who hacked to death Dao Scar's wife and Zhao Yibei's sister ten years ago?
Didn't expect to meet here!
"who?"
A violent scolding came from the hotel.
Immediately after Ye Feng entered the range of perception, with a sweep of consciousness, he found that it was a tall and thin man, dressed like Lihua and Haitang before, with an oilcloth package on his back, and a big knife hidden inside.
This is Situ Zangdao?
At this time, Situ Cangdao was resting and discussing in a guest room of the hotel with several other fellow disciples of the Heavenly Sword Hall.
As for Zhao Yibei, when he detected Situ Zangdao, he immediately condensed his soul body outside the door, taking the appearance of his own body, and then kicked open the hotel door.
In the guest room, including Situ Zangdao, there were four men who looked ferocious, and each of them had a bloody smell on their faces. It seemed that they had killed people, and they had killed many people.
Zhao Beibei kicked open the door, and the four of them looked at him together, each of them had a playful and cruel look on their faces, and Situ Zangdao even stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
Unexpectedly, someone broke into the door without knowing what is good or bad. Don't they know the name of their Heavenly Sword Palace?
"Knowing the name of my Situ Zangdao, it seems that you are also a member of the Jianghu."
There was a cruel smile on Situ Zangdao's thin face, his hands were full of calluses, and there were three moles connected together beside his bulging temples: "But, don't kids know that in the Jianghu Talking nonsense in the middle will kill people?"
Zhao Yibei condensed into a soul body and stood at the door, with a hint of hatred in his eyes.
It was this cruel guy in front of him who broke into their gang headquarters when he was drunk ten years ago, and killed Zhao Yibei's sister!
He clearly remembered that when his sister came out of the room in a panic, she wanted to find the scar who was discussing in the hall, but in the middle of her run, she was suddenly cut in half by the Situ Zang knife that sprang out from the side.
Zhao Yibei will remember until his death the three black moles connected together on the side of Situ Zangdao's temple!
"finally found you."
Zhao Yibei's voice was low. Facing the enemy he had been looking for for ten years, his mentality was quite different from before.
If he had seen it before, he would definitely have fear while being angry. After all, Situ Zangdao was a murderous maniac, even if he was chopped off with a single knife, it would be a breeze.
One must know that Zhao Yibei in the past was just a young man who drove in the Heavenly Snake Gang, even if Dao Scar saw Situ Cangdao, he might not be able to do anything to him.
But now it's different.
Now Zhao Yibei is following Ye Feng. Although he died once, he has become a powerful and unpredictable soul cultivator!
Compared with people in the martial arts world such as Situ Zangdao, the soul cultivator is obviously much stronger. Now that he has cultivated for ten years, his actual combat power is equivalent to that of people in the martial arts world with 20 or 30 years of cultivation. There is another most important feature—— — will not die.
No matter it is a pistol, a sword, or poison, they can't harm the soul cultivator. In other words, facing Situ Zang Dao, Zhao Yiyi doesn't need to be afraid at all.
Soul repair is invisible and invisible, how can ordinary people attack him?
Of course, soul cultivation is also very limited. Without Ye Feng's help, Zhao Yibei knew that he would definitely not live beyond two years on his own.
And this is still on the earth, if you return to the world of cultivating immortals, almost every cultivator will have some methods to deal with soul cultivators...
"Haha, so what if you find me?"
Situ Zangdao laughed loudly and stood up at once. His skinny height was two meters one, even more majestic than Chen Jianxiong, the elder of the Tai Chi Hall who was two meters tall!
As the backbone disciple of Tiandao Hall, Situ Zangdao has been practicing for ten years ten years ago. In the past ten years, after the careful cultivation of Tiandao Temple, he has cultivated for forty years, and has touched the threshold of internal energy release.
He is less than fifty years old this year, and he is already a middle-level master in the martial arts. The kid in front of him looks only eighteen or nineteen years old. How could he be his opponent?
What's more, he also has three senior brothers who are similar to him in cultivation.
Of course, Situ Zangdao was not mentally handicapped, he was always worried about the backing behind Zhao Beibei in front of him, so his pair of fierce eyes were always looking around and outside the door, ready to slip away at any time.
Soon, he got his wish and saw a young man in a black shirt walking to the door of the guest room, standing next to the previous boy.
"Ye Feng?"
Situ Zangdao recognized Ye Feng who had been making a lot of noise in recent days, of course, at a glance, his expression changed immediately.
It turned out to be Ye Feng. I heard that Ye Feng, together with the rest of the trash, could kill Long Moran's arm. His strength is beyond ordinary?
But looking at it now, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, just an ordinary young man in his twenties. What strength can a guy at this age have?
Judging from experience, the rumors in the arena have always exaggerated the facts, which made Situ Zangdao feel relieved all of a sudden, and then felt a little hot.
If he can defeat Ye Feng here, doesn't that mean he is stronger than Long Moran?