Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 642 Rescue of Tianfeng City 3

"Fellow Daoist Ye has great magical powers, I have heard of it a long time ago!"

"When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation!"

"Since you are here to chat with fellow Daoist Jiaochi and fellow Daoist Yasha, I will not disturb you!"

"For Fellow Daoist Ye's sake, our Tianlong Clan will withdraw our troops immediately!"

Tianlong Shengzu was a smart man. He only had the magic power of more than 30,000 years in the Mahayana period. He was no match for Ye Feng at all. Even if the three of them joined forces, they would have no chance of winning. So he just admitted defeat and ran away.

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the Holy Ancestor of the Tianlong clan disappeared on the spot, and the disciples of the Tianlong clan also received the message to retreat and evacuated Tianfeng City one after another.

"Fellow Daoist Tianlong...you...you can't abandon the two of us!"

Saint Ancestor Jiaochi and Saint Ancestor Yaksha looked in the direction where Saint Ancestor Tianlong fled and shouted.

This encirclement and suppression of the Tianfeng Clan was planned by Saint Ancestor Tianlong. Surprisingly, the one who ran the fastest was Saint Ancestor Tianlong. This was no different from selling them out.

"We can't wait any longer. This Ye Feng is too powerful. Of all the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one!"

The Yaksha Ancestor no longer hesitated. He waved his sleeves, turned into a ray of light and fled into the distance.

However, before he could fly far, he was stopped by a silver figure. The long sword in the silver figure's hand pierced the throat of the Yaksha Saint with a "swish", and blood spurted out.

"ah...!"

The Yaksha ancestor screamed and died on the spot. His Nascent Soul wanted to escape but was grabbed by the silver figure.

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life. I have no grudge against you!"

The Yaksha Patriarch’s Nascent Soul shouted loudly.

However, Ye Feng ignored him. He flashed and punched towards Jiaochi Shengzu.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please stop, please stop!"

"It was all my fault back then. It was all my fault. I am willing to make amends!"

Boom boom boom!

Ye Feng punched Jiaochi Shengzu several times, causing blood to spurt out of his mouth and he begged for mercy repeatedly.

In a moment, he was beaten to death by Ye Feng.

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life, please spare my life!"

After the Nascent Soul of Saint Ancestor Jiaochi flew out, he begged for mercy.

"I finally got my revenge!"

"As long as you are willing to be my slave, I will spare you!"

Ye Feng patted the dust off his body and straightened his clothes.

"Master, I accept your sword slave's greeting!"

When Saint Ancestor Jiaochi saw that Ye Feng did not kill him, he hurried to thank him.

Ye Feng flipped his hand and a "Magic Puppet Talisman" appeared. The Magic Puppet Talisman flashed and flew into the body of Jiao Chi Shengzu and disappeared.

"Master, I am willing to be your slave!"

Seeing that there was a chance to survive, the Yaksha Ancestor hurriedly begged for mercy.

"You, you must die!"

"I promised someone else!"

A ball of purple flame flew out from Ye Feng's fingertips and instantly engulfed the Yaksha Ancestor, turning him into ashes in a short while.

Upon seeing this, Saint Ancestor Jiaochi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Jiaochi! Take your people and leave, and take the Yasha people with you!"

Ye Feng said lightly.

"Yes, Master. I'll go now!"

The Yuanying of Saint Ancestor Jiaochi quickly agreed.

"Don't play tricks! If you do, I will kill you in an instant!"

Ye Feng said coldly.

"I dare not, I dare not!"

Saint Ancestor Jiaochi said repeatedly.

The next moment, Ye Feng had disappeared from the spot and returned to the mountain where Lin Feng was.

"Senior Ye, the cultivators from the three major clans have all retreated!"

"Thank you, senior, for your help!"

Lin Feng happily took out a jade bottle and handed it to Ye Feng.

"Friend Lin, you and I are close friends, so let's forget about this!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"Senior, you better accept it. If you don't, I won't be able to sleep well!"

Lin Feng said.

"Young Master, please accept it! With the blood of the Ancient Sky Phoenix, if you can get another bottle of the blood of the Ancient Sky Dragon, it will help you resist the calamity of ascension."

Hu Ling'er's voice suddenly came to Ye Feng's mind.

"Oh? There is such a good thing. Then I will accept it!" Ye Feng said happily after hearing it.

"That's... okay!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and put away the jade bottle.