Three years ago, a group of mysterious people annihilated the Ye family. He survived by luck but was thrown into prison, where by chance, he became the disciple of five masters...
Three years...
The female disciples all looked at Ye Feng with some reluctance, especially Jiang Lingxuan, whose eyes showed a strange fluctuation, but she quickly concealed it.
"Sect Master! You may go!"
"Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers! I've got you covered!" Jiang Lingxuan smiled slightly.
"Um!"
Without saying much, Ye Feng took Sun Muqing and headed towards Kunlun.
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Kunlun Mirror, Wucheng. At this moment, the city seems much more lively than before.
From afar, countless martial artists gathered here, some of whom spontaneously formed a small team and headed towards the heart of Kunlun.
However, at this moment, 10,000 troops surrounded Wucheng, and many armored soldiers were checking the gates.
A few days ago, the Asura War God received an order from Ye Feng to come to Kunlun Mirror to intimidate some martial arts experts from the Dragon Kingdom and protect the Dragon Vein.
Therefore, the Asura War God directly led 10,000 Dragon Soul Army soldiers and stationed them in Wu City.
"Halt! Wucheng is a no-turn zone!"
"All martial artists, without orders, stay put!"
Just as the martial artists were about to go out, they were stopped by a group of Dragon Soul Army soldiers.
"fart!"
"What kind of logic is this?"
"I want to go home! I've been stuck here for three days!"
"You won't even let us go home, what exactly do you want?" a martial artist said angrily.
"hehe!"
"Don't worry, we'll let you out, but not now, wait a few more days!" the leading Dragon Soul Army centurion sneered.
They knew what these martial artists were up to; everyone who came to Martial City was after news of the Dragon Vein.