Chapter 547 Eight Extremes Emperor Fist 【Supplement 15】

The situation changed very quickly.

From the moment when Ye Feng and Wuma Changfeng confronted each other until Monk Hua appeared and was about to raise his hand to attack Ye Feng, only ten minutes had passed.

Regarding the appearance of Monk Hua, many martial arts seniors were both surprised and reasonable. After all, the appearance of such a monster in the martial arts world caused chaos in the entire martial arts world. It is impossible to ignore it secretly.

Now...finally sent Monk Hua to deal with Ye Feng.

Now Ye Feng is finished.

Everyone felt so in their hearts. Even the people around Ye Feng were sweating profusely. Su Menghan stared nervously at Monk Hua without blinking, for fear that the other party would make a move the next moment.

"Do you want to besiege? Then come. But if anyone interferes with this matter, he will be guilty of the same crime as Ye Feng. He should be punished."

Monk Hua looked at Ye Feng's side. Su Menghan and the others had cruel smiles all over their eyes.

When Ye Feng heard this, his heart shivered.

That's right. If they join forces to attack Yinji, wouldn't they all offend Yinji. Now that Yinji only shows up with Monk Hua, that's such a big threat to Ye Feng. If Yinji is really angered, wouldn't it be doomed?

Ye Feng can disregard himself, but he cannot disregard others.

Especially Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng. The two are already old. If they face each other at this juncture, I am afraid that the psychological pressure alone can defeat them.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Feng decided to face Monk Hua alone.

"You don't want to interfere. I'll settle this matter."

With a sullen face, Ye Feng waved his hand. His true energy escaped and pushed Su Menghan and the others away. Lin Shiqing, who had no cultivation base, was blown back several meters by the strong wind. He raised his head and looked nervously at Ye Feng's back.

Ye Feng was alone, facing Monk Hua and the beautiful girl in white.

I heard some people whispering just now. Ye Feng finally knew. This beautiful girl in white clothes is called Hua Wuxue. She is also the grandson of Monk Hua. She is the cousin of Hua Yeqing. She was taken by Monk Hua to cultivate in a hidden place when she was a child.

The cultivation resources of Yindi are completely unmatched by other sects in the martial arts world.

Moreover, the rules of the Hidden Land are one person to pass on to another person. Unless someone from the outside world reaches a cultivation base of 150 years, then a certain incompetent disciple in the Hidden Land can be eliminated.

Twenty years old. Fifty-eight years of cultivation. This is almost the treatment enjoyed by the disciples of those big sects in the world of cultivating immortals. There is not so much treatment. It is impossible to have so many natural talents and earthly treasures.

It's a pity that what Hua Wuxue cultivated is also just martial arts mentality, not immortal cultivation mentality. Her strength is still only equivalent to thirty years of true energy cultivation in the world of immortality.

In other words, if Ye Feng faced her, he could still win easily. It's a pity that the two of them had no chance to confront her.

Hua Wuxue followed her out of the hermitage. She made it clear that she was only following Monk Hua for a while. Seeing Monk Hua wanting to fight, she floated back and went to the side to watch the battle like a fairy, attracting the admiring eyes of countless young talents.

"Eight Extremes Emperor Fist."

Without hesitation, Monk Hua punched Ye Feng at close range without warning.

However, Ye Feng had already locked on the opponent with his divine sense. He felt an extremely domineering aura sweeping over him instantly. He almost had no time to react. He only had time to cast the Star Shield, and his whole body was blown away.

Bajihuangquan. Even Ye Wentian has never heard of this set of martial arts. But its power is indeed so strong.

"This Monk Hua is too strong."

Ye Feng was blown away by a punch. The corner of his mouth was bleeding. He could feel it. The red-robed monk in front of him was definitely not as simple as one hundred and fifty-five years old. Not to mention that the other party was just bare-handed. Hulu. Ye Feng knew that he couldn't be the opponent's opponent today.

Because the gourd turned out to be a magic weapon of the spirit weapon level. Although the flower monk has no true energy and cannot display its true power, it still has the effect of increasing immortal and martial arts.

The role of the magic weapon must not be ignored. If it wasn't for the True Qi Sword with the Dragon Sword Ancient Ring, let alone Chonghua Daoist, just a Wuma Changfeng would be able to beat Ye Feng all over the place looking for his teeth.

Ye Feng's Void Sword Dance is so powerful. It all depends on the addition of the True Qi Sword.

"You're wise. Didn't involve anyone else."

Monk Hua finished punching and snorted contemptuously: "It doesn't matter where you are from heretics. You will die today. Unless... that big fish behind you will come out to save you..."

"Then you've made a mistake."

Ye Feng shook his head and stood up: "My master has already left in the desert. You have been thinking so hard here, but it is just a waste of time."

After understanding the opponent's goal, Ye Feng said this on purpose.

"What."

Sure enough. Monk Hua's expression changed when he heard this: "How could this be?"

"That's the truth."

Ye Feng was not afraid at all. He raised his head and looked at Monk Hua.

The two exchanged words, making everyone around sweat.

Seeing bloodstains from the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, Su Menghan's heart was pierced like a knife. She rarely saw Ye Feng like this. It shows that this Monk Hua is very powerful. But remember Ye Feng's words. She didn't intervene indiscriminately. Even if she wanted to intervene. Only at critical moments.

Geng Chaoyang, Quan Changsong, the elite members of the National Security Bureau, and other members of the National Security Bureau protected Lin Hongchuan and Lin Shiqing.

Lin Shiqing wanted to rush over, but was stopped by Geng Chaoyang desperately: "Miss Lin, there is danger ahead. For such a kid, it is really unwise for you to put yourself in danger."

"Not bad. We'll wait and see."

Quan Changsong said the same. Even though he is a conservative, he had to agree with Geng Chaoyang's words at this time: "The current situation is obviously a conflict within the martial arts circle itself. Our National Security Bureau does not need to take action yet. But if something unexpected happens .This place will be razed to the ground in no time. No one can escape."

The National Security Bureau, of course, has secretly locked Taiji Square. All kinds of missiles are ready to go.

It is precisely because of this that their National Security Bureau can move freely here. Because people in the martial arts dare not do anything to them.

"how."

On the side, Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng began to discuss, but facing the people in the hidden place, the two elders felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"I can't. I can only play by ear. If Feng'er is in danger, I will risk my life. Let him live."

Ye Wentian snorted softly, expressing his determination.

Everyone in the audience, whether it's from the Tai Chi Hall, or the Shenquan Sect, or the Zizhenjian School, all focused their attention on this side at this time, and their minds were always affected by Monk Hua's movements.

Such a strong person. He is already the strongest person they have ever seen in this life.

"Eight Extremes Emperor Fist."

Seeing that Ye Feng seemed dissatisfied, Monk Hua waved his fist, and the fist wind was about to sweep towards Ye Feng again.

"Wait a minute. I have an idea. Can we discuss it?"

Seeing this, Ye Feng waved his hand and interrupted him loudly.