"Who are you?" The white robe made his face change slightly, and he subconsciously said as he stared at the person in front of him.

He couldn't see the strength of the young man in front of him, but he obviously had some understanding of the martial arts people, and his actions were enough to prove the strength of this son.

"Jiangdong, Ye Fei, do you recognize Ye." Ye Fei didn't hide it, he looked up and glanced at this person before opening his mouth and laughing.

Hearing this name, the white robe in front of him changed his complexion greatly, and his figure subconsciously took two steps back, with a look of jealousy in his eyes.

The status of the black demon in the Holy Clan is not low, the name Ye Fei has already spread within the Holy Clan, how could he, as a white-robed envoy, not recognize this person.

"You're the foreigner who owns the Wind Bead?" The white-robed envoy took a deep breath, and the expression on his face became more and more difficult to see.

Although his strength is not weak, it is still much worse than that of Heisha, and in addition to the fact that the other party has a fixed wind bead in his hand, it is a little disadvantageous to him.

Ye Fei's face froze, he was not talking nonsense at this time, the killing intent in his eyes surged out, he would never let go of a person from the Holy Clan.

The True Yuan of his whole body surged, bursts of lightning and thunder, and began to attach to Ye Fei's body, and the momentum on his body continued to rise.

"One punch is enough to kill you." As soon as the words fell, I saw a flash of lightning streak through the air, and in the next moment, Ye Fei appeared in front of the white-robed envoy.

The speed was so fast that it almost didn't give people any chance to react, and the strength of this white-robed envoy was not weak, and after figuring out Ye Fei's identity, he already had a retreat in his heart.

Seeing that punch was about to blast, the white robe turned sharply, and a ray of ghostly light burst out from the center of his eyebrows, sweeping towards Ye Fei.

"Secret art, worm off." The white-robed envoy let out a low snort, and while his body retreated, he raised his hand and walked towards the ghost light in front of him.

Immediately after that, there was a loud buzzing sound all around, and the ghost light quickly exploded, turning into countless winged black insects, facing the surging punch.

"Boom!" A muffled sound spread, and Ye Fei's punch directly hit the sonic boom.

A large number of flying insects fell from mid-air, and almost all of them were directly shocked to death, blocking Ye Fei's fist at all, and there seemed to be a big gap between the two in terms of hard power.

"Damn, Heisha said, he's just a martial artist who builds a foundation realm, how can he be so strong?" The white robe made his face ugly, and at the same time, his figure retreated again and again.

His overall strength is also equivalent to the foundation building realm of a martial artist, but because of the fear of the Wind Bead in Ye Fei's hand, coupled with this son's reputation in the Holy Clan, the white-robed envoy did not dare to fight again.

Ye Fei naturally would not let go of this person easily, in terms of speed and strength, he was confident that he would not lose to anyone, and he would soon catch up with the person in front.

"Take Ye to the land of your holy clan, and I can leave you a whole corpse." Ye Fei's voice was cold, revealing a meaning that could not be refused.

There is no doubt that Lingquan should be the land of the Holy Clan, and for the person who performed the Great Law of Seizing Sacrifice, Ye Fei couldn't help but be a little curious in his heart, he was afraid that he would have to go to this Holy Clan today.

"Are you crazy, there are countless powerhouses of my Holy Clan, how can you break in casually!" The white-robed envoy snorted lowly, although he was not Ye Fei's opponent, it was not difficult to escape.

After all, Heisha has also escaped back to the Holy Clan from this person several times, although his strength is not as good as Heisha, but the means of escape are almost the same.

"You don't have to worry about this, Ye's patience is limited." The momentum of Ye Fei's whole body rose a few points again, and his spiritual sense steadily locked on the person in front of him.

The white-robed envoy had a look of contempt on his face, and since he was planning to flee, the fear in his heart had almost calmed down.

After hearing Ye Fei's words, the white-robed envoy immediately spoke: "Don't worry, my Holy Clan will never let you leave the Southern Xinjiang Mountain Range alive, this envoy is one step ahead, and the means of escape of my Holy Clan are far beyond the comparison of you martial arts people." ”

After finishing speaking, the white-robed envoy let out a sneer, and the ghostly light in his eyebrows flashed, covering his whole body in an instant, and the whole person suddenly became transparent.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed suddenly, and at this time, he did not hesitate at all, and with a wave of his hand, several magic weapons were thrown out of the storage ring, completely sealing the space within a radius of 100 meters.

"Lock the Spirit Array, get up." A low cry came, and a slender spiritual thread was then connected between the magic weapons, all of which formed a transparent barrier.

Such basic formations such as the Locking Spirit Array, the Gathering Spirit Array, and the like, Ye Fei can be said to be extremely proficient in arranging them.

"Damn, this is the Spirit Array! How come the black sage has never mentioned it? The figure of the white-robed envoy gradually revealed at the edge of the formation barrier.

How did he know that although that black demon escaped from Ye Fei's hands several times, he also almost lost his life several times, and in the end, if it wasn't for the people of the Tang family who secretly attacked, this person would not have returned to the Holy Clan alive.

Something like this, the black shasers who have a high status in the Holy Clan, for the sake of their own face, naturally can't tell it all truthfully.

"Come over to Ye." Ye Fei snorted coldly, and when he raised his hand to grab it, the power of True Yuan turned into an invisible giant hand, lifting the person in front of him directly.

"You... What do you want? The strength of my Holy Clan's Holy Son can be said to be equivalent to the innate realm of your martial artists, so I would like to advise you to let me go. The white-robed envoy's voice trembled slightly, and he hurriedly spoke.

Ye Fei didn't answer this person's words, the true yuan in his palm suddenly condensed, and a bolt of lightning burst out from his fingertips, directly hitting the person in front of him.

The expression on the white robe suddenly distorted a little, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.

"You... Abolish the foundation of my holy family. After the white robe spurted out a mouthful of blood, a trace of resentment suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his eyes stared at Ye Fei deadly.

"Which is more important, foundation or life?" The indifference on Ye Fei's face did not decrease, and his gaze swept towards the person in front of him without retreating.

The white robe made his whole body tremble, and after reacting, the expression on his face was instantly covered with a look of horror, and he didn't dare to look directly at Ye Fei's gaze at this time.

He could feel that if he said more, this young man would really kill him without hesitation.

After abolishing this white-robed envoy, Ye Fei turned his head and looked at the battlefield of the Ah Gong of the tribe in the rear, those few people of the Holy Clan almost saw with their own eyes that the white-robed envoy of his Holy Clan was captured alive, where was there still the heart to fight again at this time.

Originally, the strength of a few people was a little different from that of the old man who had stimulated his potential, and his mentality was unstable at this time, and he soon fell behind.

Under a few collisions, the few subordinates of the white-robed envoy were only two people left with the strength to fight, and the speed of the decline in the momentum of the tribe Ah Gong at this moment was also accelerated by a few points, standing on the ground and panting.

"Kill this old guy now, and then retreat immediately!" The two Holy Clan masters in front of them glanced at each other at this time, and their eyes showed ruthlessness.

Almost at the same moment, they rushed towards the old man in front of them, and the two of them used all their strength to strike the strongest blow.

"If you want to kill the old man, just rely on a few of you to be a little more tender." Ah Gong suddenly raised his head and let out a sneer, and the wooden staff in his hand actually came out of his hand.

Under the incredible gaze of the two, the deadwood staff slashed through the air, as if turning into a galloping spear, directly penetrating the bodies of the two.

This kind of attack has never been used by the old man before, so that the two of them have no time to react at all, and they fall to the ground and die on the spot.

The tribe's grandfather smiled at this time, and the sweat of the bean was slicing across his wrinkled cheeks, dripping onto the ground, and at the same time his figure fell.

Ye Fei fell from mid-air, stood beside the old man, raised his hand and shot out a true element, protecting his heart.

"Ye Fei, how is Ah Gong, can you save him?" Han Yanran, who was on the side, regained her freedom, and hurriedly ran over and helped the old man on the ground up.

"With me, it's hard for him to die." Ye Fei nodded slightly, the name of the medical saint is not called in vain, as long as there is still a breath, he can restore Ah Gong.

When Han Yanran heard this, her hanging heart was put down, and she looked up at Ye Fei with a grateful expression.

The matter came to an end, and the tribesmen in the tribe also walked out of the wooden house at this time and gathered towards the edge of the tribe.

"Big brother!" Xiao Yi ran at the front of the crowd and soon stood in front of Ye Fei.

Ye Fei smiled slightly, shook the little girl's head, and asked softly, "Is your grandma's illness cured?" ”

"Well, it's all right, Grandma said... Xiao Yi didn't speak, and the whole person suddenly shook unconsciously, and bursts of black mist appeared on his body.

Not only her, but also the tribesmen in the rear, everyone's faces at this moment showed a look of pain, and the latent power on her body seemed to wake up at the same moment.

The little girl fell into Ye Fei's arms, and through his spiritual sense, he could clearly feel that the vitality of the person in his arms was slowly dissipating.

In the sky above the entire tribe, the black mist that emerged from the clansmen gradually condensed into a familiar black mist cloud, and the air was filled with a sense of coldness.

"It's... What's going on? Han Yanran's eyes widened, and she subconsciously asked.

At this time, the white-robed envoy beside Ye Fei suddenly showed excitement on his face, and turned his head to look into the air behind him, his eyes full of pious light.

"Haha... Ha, Ye Fei, you are dead, and these slave people, none of them will survive today! The white-robed envoy laughed, his voice slightly crazy.

Ye Fei's brows furrowed slightly, the momentum on his body condensed, he raised his hand and clenched his palm into a claw, and the true yuan in his body exploded instantly.

His gaze fell on the white robe, and then with a sudden wave, he directly screwed off this person's head, and the white-robed messenger would never have dreamed that he would die in this way.

"This black fog, don't you think it's familiar..."Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and then he turned his head and glanced at Han Yanran beside him.

Han Yanran's face was stunned, as if she remembered something, her eyes showed a look of horror, and then she turned her head and looked around.