Ye Feng transmigrates to another world, the system descends, and after a hundred years in seclusion, he becomes the family's ancestor. He starts off with obtaining the God-Slaying Spear.
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"It's really Junior Brother Murong. Why did you come to the Nine Nether Secret Realm?"
"Come here quickly!"
Looking at the person who was speaking, Ye Feng had a strange look on his face.
It turned out to be Shangguan Beige!
The second disciple of the leader of Wanjian Sect.
That imperial beauty who can be ranked among the top three among the core disciples.
Beside him were several disciples of the Wanjian Sect.
Ye Feng knew three of them.
Ling Fei, Wen Tian, Cao Meng.
The three enemies actually appeared here.
"Hey, is this all together?"
Ye Feng was confused at first, then he curled his lips into a cruel smile.
"If there's a chance, kill them!"
Ye Feng thought secretly.
Besides them, there are two beauties.
These two beauties, one is covered in fiery red and looks extremely seductive.
The other one is a rare giant with a baby face, but his face is a little cold.
These two women are both at the tenth level of the King Realm. Judging from their attire, they should be the core disciples of the Wanjian Sect.
There were six people in the group, five at the tenth level of the King Realm, and one at the first level of the Emperor Realm.
"Sister Shangguan, why are you here too?"
Ye Feng approached quickly and asked with a smile.
"I just accepted the sect's mission."
Shangguan Beige replied with a smile.
"Oh, what kind of mission is this? It's quite popular. It actually requires six core disciples to complete it?"
Ye Feng pretended not to know and glanced at Cao Meng and the other two casually.
"Junior brother, you misunderstood. Junior brothers Cao Meng and I did not come here with us."
"They were just teleported in by the secret realm's teleportation power."
Shangguan Beige explained.
"Hey, isn't this Sister Shangguan?"
At this time, a handsome young man came towards us.
He had a smile on his face, and was waving a folding fan in his hand. Two lackeys followed behind him. It was obvious that he was a show-off.
"Did you meet someone you know?"
Ye Feng asked calmly.
When he saw this man, Ye Feng immediately had the urge to beat him up.
"Is it you?"
Shangguan Beige frowned suddenly and his mood immediately became bad.
"Who is this guy?"
In front of Ye Feng stood a boy with a childlike face.
"This guy is the son of the leader of the Qingyang Sect."
"He's also Senior Sister Shangguan's suitor, Yang Wuneng, Young Master Yang!"
Tong Yanju glanced at Ye Feng and said in a cold tone.
"Suitor?"
"Are you from the Qingyang Sect?"
Ye Feng was shocked, and when he looked at Yang Wuneng again, he immediately became even more displeased.
He knew that the Qingyang Sect was as powerful as the Wanjian Sect.
The two major sects have always been at odds with each other.
It can be said that there is a little hatred.
"This guy is a dandy boy who likes to show off everywhere, waving a folding fan."
"Moreover, relying on his father being the sect leader, he bullies men and women everywhere and does all kinds of evil."
Tongyanju continued to introduce.
Don't be fooled by this girl's cold tone, she is actually a person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
"Oh, that's all, you're still pursuing Senior Sister Shangguan?"
A disdainful smile appeared on Ye Feng's lips.
Coincidentally, Yang Wu could see his smile.
"Fuck, who is this guy?"
Yang Wuneng looked Ye Feng up and down.
I felt a surge of jealousy.
Damn, why is this guy so handsome?
Among the younger generation of the yellow-level sects, he has always considered himself the most handsome.
Anyone who competes with him will try to confront him head-on and then look for opportunities to embarrass him.
Ordinary handsome guys often suffer setbacks at his hands.
But to be honest, Ye Feng himself thinks that he is more handsome than him.
A feeling called jealousy immediately made him feel unhappy.
It's bad enough that you're handsome, but you're also dressed like a banished immortal?
You’re not to mention.
When Ye Feng put on the Taoist robes, his temperament obviously improved again.
Standing next to Shangguan Beige, it was like a golden boy and a jade girl descending to earth.
So dazzling!
But for Yang Wuneng, this is like having his cake and eating it.
Shangguan Beige had long been regarded by him as his exclusive concubine.
Don't let anyone get involved.
Not even potential.
Looking at the other party, he was at most an ordinary disciple of the Wanjian Sect and could not be compared with himself at all.
He immediately became arrogant.
The tone was also extremely arrogant.
"I'm your father."
"No, I was wrong. I am your ancestor."
Ye Feng had a smile on his face, with an expression that said, "I'm serious."
"Fuck!"
Yang Wuneng was furious when he heard this.
He paused in fanning himself, then swung the folding fan, sending a violent gust of wind blowing.
Seven large characters were faintly visible on the fan.
"The most handsome guy in Dongzhou!"
"hehe!"
Ye Feng looked at him and smiled.
He moved his body to avoid the sweeping blow from Yang Wuneng.
Then, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Yang Wuneng's ear.
"The most handsome guy in Dongzhou, right?"
"Are you still handsome now?"
Ye Feng had a playful look on his face as he grabbed Yang Wuneng's hand by the ear and lifted it up slightly.
"ah!"
"It hurts, it hurts, be gentle, big brother!"
Yang Wuneng immediately stood on tiptoe and followed Ye Feng's gestures, with a look of pain on his face.
"Now that you feel the pain, let me ask you, are you still handsome?"
Ye Feng suddenly became stern!
"No, not handsome anymore!"
Yangwu was a brave man who refused to suffer a loss and immediately surrendered.
"Humph, damn it, you're pretending to be so arrogant in front of this old ancestor. Do you really think I can't deal with you?"
Ye Feng snatched the folding fan from Yang Wuneng's hand and kicked it away.
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