"I called you several times before, but I couldn't get through."
Zhou Xiaoke looked at Ye Feng with shining eyes and said excitedly.
“I remember now, Brother Feng was beating up the Snow Country Old Demon on the Shanghai Tower, he didn’t have time to answer the phone.”
Regarding the final battle in Shanghai, some blurry videos have circulated online, showing a fierce and earth-shattering battle.
Zhou Xiaoke and her friends happened to see it online.
Ye Feng nodded. "I've already wiped out that mere Snow Country Old Demon."
The gaunt old man in the temple burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"What arrogance! The Snow Country Old Demon was the top expert of the previous generation in the Snow Country. You are not even qualified to carry his shoes."
He had naturally heard about the battle in Shanghai.
But they absolutely refused to believe that the young man in front of them was Ye Tianshen.
In his subconscious, Ye Tianshen must be at least a centenarian in his twilight years.
How could it be such a young man who hasn't even grown his first hair?
Ye Feng, too lazy to bother with this person, said to Ye Wushuang.
"Leave things here to me. With me here, no one can hurt you."
After saying that, he took two steps forward, stood protectively in front of them, and said coldly.
"They're nothing but ants. If you know what's good for you, get lost."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
Several people from the temple roared and stepped forward to teach Ye Feng a lesson.
As a result, they were casually slapped away and sent flying like pieces of clothing, accompanied by continuous screams.
"furious!"
The gaunt man was furious at being ignored.
In his view, Ye Feng was only at the mid-stage of Martial Saint.
But for some reason, he always felt that she was unfathomable.
Therefore, he didn't dare to make a move right away. The temple was waiting for him to bring his men back, and it was better to avoid trouble.
“Young man, you should know that this girl is being offered as a sacrifice to the Tibetan king; that is her greatest honor.”
"If you dare to obstruct us, you are going against the Tibetan King, who is the supreme ruler here!"
"Can you protect them for a while, or for a lifetime? Haha."
The gaunt old man gave a sinister smile. Seeing that Ye Feng remained silent, he assumed Ye Feng was intimidated and continued speaking.
"Alright then, seeing that you're quite skilled, I'll give you a chance. From now on, you'll stay by my side and serve the Tibetan King..."
"So noisy!"
puff--
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng slapped him to death, and a burst of blood mist erupted...
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