Peerless Soul Emperor

0King Kong of the River. His steps were very clever. Every time he landed, he was like a dragonfly touching the surface of the water.    

    

Not only could he move quickly, but he also gave people the feeling that he was unpredictable and unpredictable.    

    

The martial arts of the upper class of the foreign sects and schools were indeed several times more profound than the Lan Ze Continent.    

    

Ye Feng once again fell into silence. He immersed himself in the world in his mind. Every step that crossed Jiang Jingang's mind appeared in his mind.    

    

Not a single one of the eighteen Jingang brothers interrupted him. Every time, it was not easy for him to comprehend the martial arts.    

    

On the first day, Ye Feng did not touch the corner of Jiang Jingang's clothes.    

    

On the third day, Jiang Jingang began to teach Ye Feng the Eight Extreme Palm.    

    

The fifth day ~    

    

The fifteenth day ~    

    

A month later, Ye Feng had already challenged the sixteen vajras and mastered all of their ultimate techniques.    

    

Today, there were only two Guardian Deities left on the White Jade Staircase, namely the Tiger Subduing Guardian and the Dragon Subduing Guardian, wailing ghost.    

    

However, Ye Feng was no longer the same Ye Feng as before. After the battle with the top experts, his aura had become more restrained and steady.    

    

The continuous battles had allowed Ye Feng to smoothly enter the middle celestial full cultivation realm of the Earth Soul Stage, and he was only one step away from the greater celestial level.    

    

Only the current him could be called a powerful warrior! Only then would he be qualified to enter the line of sight of a top powerful being.    

    

Although the three girls lived in Ye Feng's mansion, they didn't even see each other twice a day.    

    

Ye Feng either disappeared all day long, or he cultivated in the secret chamber all day long. He didn't have time to bother with them at all. It was simply a waste of heaven's gifts!    

    

Ice City. A girl covered in scars and dirt walked into the big Auction House.    

    

However, the moment this girl entered the Auction House, she collapsed onto the ground, completely exhausted.    

    

The Auction House's shop assistant hurriedly informed Old Man Yang Yun and helped the girl to a chair beside her.    

    

Yang Yun's eyes rolled around. With his experience and experience, he was able to see the sword injuries on the girl's body with a single glance.    

    

"Who are you looking for?" He asked. One had to know that Auction House people came and went. This bloody girl's influence was not good.    

    

"I ~ I'm looking for Big Bro Ye Feng! This is a letter from Sister Qingke. " The girl took out a beastskin parchment covered in fresh blood. There was Qingke's personal pen on it.    

    

"Senior apprentice-uncle Yang Yun, quickly bring Ye Ling'er to the Falling Cloud Sect. It's urgent and urgent!"    

    

"Junior apprentice-sister Qingke!" Yang Yun realized that something big might have happened. He quickly called the waiter to prepare the carriage and dragged the dying Ye Ling'er into the carriage.    

    

The carriage sped towards the Falling Cloud Sect.    

    

"Ye Feng is your brother?" If it wasn't for this girl, Yang Yun would have almost forgotten the child from two years ago.    

    

Ye Ling'er's lips were purple and there were at least a dozen sword wounds on her body. She only managed to hold on to the Ice City with her conviction.    

    

She said weakly, "Take me to see Big Brother Ye Feng ~ I beg you!"    

    

Right now, she only had one belief, and that was to see Ye Feng!    

    

At the foot of the mountain of Falling Cloud Sect, the huge mountain gate was grand and imposing. The two disciples who stayed behind stopped the horse carriage and said:    

    

"Who are you? Do you have an invitation token?"    

    

Yang Yun stuck his head out and said, "I am the Auction House, Yang Yun. I have something to discuss with your Elder Ming He. Hurry up and make way for me!"    

    

The disciple revealed a look of realization and said, "So it's President Yang. Please come in!"    

    

The carriage was just about to enter when it was stopped by a dozen experts. The one in the lead was a scar-faced man and said rudely:    

    

"President Yang of the Auction House, the Falling Cloud Sect is not something you can enter as you wish."    

    

Yang Yun frowned. When he heard this voice, he realized that it was an old enemy of his. Immediately, he became furious and shouted,    

    

"Scarface, I advise you to get out of the way, or else you will have to bear the consequences!"    

    

"What a good consequence. I want to see how you will walk past my dozen brothers!" Scarface said with a sinister smile.