Peerless Soul Emperor

C95 The Mysterious Black-robed Man



C95 The Mysterious Black-robed Man

4Ye Feng didn't walk through the front door. He relied on his identity as an alchemist to sneak out of the back door and onto the street under the guidance of the auction staff.    

    

Ziyan quickly followed him. She felt that he was making a big deal out of nothing and impatiently said, "Is there a need for that? Didn't you just offend the Kwoo family?"    

    

Ye Feng did not even turn his head. He walked quickly through the crowd. He pinched her wrist and said, "Fifteen meters behind us, there is a Black-robed Man in the crowd who has been following us!"    

    

Ziyan was shocked in her heart. She turned her head and saw Black-robed Man's cold eyes.    

    

She immediately turned her head and felt a wave of fear in her heart. Just now when they looked at each other, that person seemed to have seen through her entire body!    

    

A Profound Soul Stage warrior!    

    

"What should we do? Don't you have the strength to deal with Profound Soul Stage Expert? Why don't we just kill him? "    

    

Ye Feng shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "This person gives me an extremely dangerous feeling. At least I am not a match for him!"    

    

"Then what should we do?" Ziyan walked faster than him and her hair stood up.    

    

Damn it! Ye Feng cursed in his heart. His brain was working quickly. He had to get rid of that person!    

    

"Sister Xinlei, it seems like I can only ask for your help! How about a Thunder Breaking Pill as a reward? " He probed the little snake in his sleeve. A tier 7 Devil Beast was the greatest staff he could rely on.    

    

"A Profound Soul Stage Middle Heavenly Grade warrior's cultivation base is about the same as mine. It's impossible to kill him.    

    

If it was me in the past, I would only need to move my finger to deal with this kind of ant!" Xinlei replied. It wasn't hard to tell that she was a little afraid now!    

    

Adding Xinlei and his Profound Soul Stage Minor Heavenly Grade strength, it should be enough to deal with this person.    

    

Ye Feng thought in his heart and quickly pulled Ziyan into the dark alley.    

    

When Black-robed Man saw this, he immediately left the crowd and followed behind them.    

    

When Black-robed Man turned around the corner, he was suddenly stunned and immediately became alert.    

    

"You dare to wait for me? Aren't you afraid of death?" He spoke in an old voice.    

    

Ye Feng crossed his arms and stood in front of Black-robed Man, looking at him indifferently. Ziyan was behind him and her legs were shaking.    

    

"You should be the one who should be scared, right?" A disdainful voice came from the roof. Xinlei was wearing a purple phoenix robe and was sitting on the roof, casually playing with her long fingers.    

    

"What?" Black-robed Man showed a pale face and took a small step back. His eyes swept back and forth between them.    

    

One was a Profound Soul Stage Middle Heavenly Grade warrior, and the other was a Yellow Soul Stage warrior. He was a monstrous genius who had no idea what level he was at!    

    

Ye Feng clenched his fists and shouted. Then, he rushed forward.    

    

His speed was seventy meters per second! It was equivalent to the speed of an intermediate Profound Soul Stage Minor Heavenly Grade!    

    

A series of afterimages flashed past.    

    

"Thirteen Styles of Wild Thunder, Palm Separation!"    

    

What a fast speed!    

    

Not only Black-robed Man, even Xinlei and Ziyan were shocked. In front of him, Ziyan felt that she could not fight back at all!    

    

Black-robed Man also did not expect that his opponent would suddenly attack. He reacted like lightning and threw out a palm.    

    

The two of them exchanged palms. The air pressure that was squeezed out caused the surrounding dust to rise.    

    

Ye Feng retreated seven or eight meters, and his right hand quickly retracted into his sleeve, trembling slightly.    

    

The strength of a Profound Soul Stage Middle Heavenly Grade was twenty levels higher than his palm attack! That was why he was still slightly inferior in the exchange just now.    

    

Opposite him, Black-robed Man had only retreated five meters, and he was secretly shocked. He had never thought that a little Yellow Soul Stage would be able to unleash such a powerful force!    

    

In addition to that expert on the same level as him, Black-robed Man knew that he was no match for them. He turned around and turned into a black shadow to escape. His speed was even faster than Ye Feng's!    

    

Ziyan let out a huge sigh of relief. Being stared at by such an expert was truly terrifying!    

    

Xinlei lightly landed from the roof. A pair of snake eyes stared at him and only after a long time did she say, "Monstrous!"    

    

After that, she turned into a small purple snake and burrowed into Ye Feng's sleeve.    

    

What is your background? Ziyan was puzzled. That small purple snake faintly revealed the domineering aura of a king. It was obviously not an ordinary Devil Beast.    

    

But why would such a powerful Devil Beast listen to this youth? Ye Feng's mysteriousness had once again risen to another level in her heart.    

    

Ye Feng calmed his mind. After all, this was the first time he was facing a Profound Soul Stage Middle Heavenly Grade warrior. If he wasn't careful, he might lose his life.    

    

"Eh? This is?" Ziyan softly exclaimed and quickly walked forward to pick up a pitch-black token!    

    

She recognized it at a glance. This was the Nether Cult's secret gathering token!    

    

Ye Feng naturally saw it too, but he did not make a sound. The moment he took the token, Ziyan's hesitation was seen by him.    

    

He injected his spiritual energy into it, and a line of small words suddenly appeared in his mind. He said, "Tonight at Zi Shi, the Southern Suburbs will gather!"    

    

"So, you plan to go at night?" He asked softly.    

    

Ziyan pursed her lips and said, "Since I am a member of the Nether Cult, I have to abide by the rules!"    

    

Ye Feng nodded and said, "As you wish!" In fact, he also had to go at night to investigate and see if he could get into the upper echelons of the Nether Cult!    

    

"We can't go back to the inn. Kwoo family must have set up an ambush around there, waiting for us to take the bait!    

    

The Ice City is huge, but there is no place for me, Ye Feng, to hide. It seems like I can only go to the Alchemist Association to seek help!"    

    

"If you don't have a place to go, I have a good place to go!" Ziyan smiled mischievously and said mysteriously.    

    

"Where?"    

    


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