Imperial

Jinyiwei's underground secret training ground

"Report the name, I will not kill the nameless and surnameless. A man in a training uniform walked towards an old man who walked slowly through the entrance of the base, and he didn't have any impression of the old man.

The old man didn't speak, and pulled two long arrows out of the string with both hands, like a swimming dragon, like a fierce tiger.

The old man waved his palm, and the spear flew back into his hand from a distance, only to see the old man's spear pointed to the ground, and his body leaned down. The arrows came with the wind howling, making people's eardrums ache faintly. Although Ye Shufeng avoided his edge, the exclusive training clothes he was wearing were also blown out by the whirlwind of arrows, which showed that his strength was amazing.

The old man opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Ye Shufeng, only to see that he was holding his sword horizontally, trying to block the two arrows with the side of the sword, and the moment the arrow touched the "battle sky", he was knocked out seven or eight meters away. Although he forcibly carried these two arrows, Ye Shufeng's arms were shocked with blood, and he couldn't even hold his sword.

The old man sighed slightly and said, "It's really weak!, and my brain is not good, so I can't hide." The old man's palm couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he spoke, and he was fortunate to retract a little strength in time, otherwise with the two arrows in that full force period, this junior is estimated to lie in bed for a year and a half. And the blade in his hand is also extraordinary, worthy of being the descendant of that rag guy, hahaha!

The old man raised the tip of his spear and pointed directly at Ye Shufeng and said, "You are a member of the Ye Clan's Heavenly Sect, right? ”

"Haha~~ Old man, I'll let you do a few tricks so as not to say that I don't respect the old and love the young, but not accepting your challenge seems to me to be too pretentious, in the next brocade guard Ye Shufeng, please advise!" Ye Shufeng smiled. glanced at Feng Buzhi, and thought to himself that this old man was so powerful, and the two arrows in front of Fang were still a little painful in his arm. Thinking of this, Ye Shufeng went straight to Feng Buji, like resisting the wind, Feng Buzhi threw the bow in his hand on the ground on the side, holding the spear, and the tip of the spear showed its edge. Everywhere Ye Passing Wind Sword Light went, there was a cold air, and the flowers and plants were also covered with a layer of frost.

"Famous Sword" Hanmang?

That tattered old guy gave him this weapon too?

"It seems that the old guy wants to cultivate him as the only heir. Feng Buyan said in a low voice. Glancing at the rushing Ye Shufeng, at this time Ye Shufeng was almost in front of him, Feng Buyan closed his hands and the spear in his hand was divided into two sections, and the golden light overflowing from the fracture was attached to the body of the gun, the golden light dissipated, and the double guns in the old man's hand were covered with gold patterns. The two guns together, only to see the green light flash away, and a mighty aura spread to all sides.

Ye Shufeng frowned, the sword was still one meter away from the wind, and he jumped back lightly on his toes, and the sword in his hand was also raised upward, and a sword light was drawn out, but it was not in Haoran's qi before it touched Fengunstained, and Haoran's qi was a little stronger.

"Old man, your Bafang Haoyue is nothing more than that!". Ye Shufeng sneered on his lips, but he was shocked in his heart, Bafang Haoyue is the martial art of the famous spear saint predecessors, how could this old man? He was once fortunate to ask for advice from his grandfather, and the power of this unblemished Bafang Haoyue is by no means inferior to that of grandpa, if he was hit by the blow just now, Bacheng would be seriously injured! I wanted to test it first, but I didn't expect this old man to be so faceless, Ye Shufeng's mood at this time was extremely angry, but his palms were also sweating.

Feng Buyan saw him jump backwards, his left pistol circled in his hand and flew straight towards Ye Shufeng, and then rushed towards Ye Shufeng, and the right hand pistol made a sweeping gesture. A set of living and working is smooth, without slacking off.

Ye Shufeng fell to the ground like dust, and the left pistol that was not stained by the wind was empty, inserted in the tree in the distance in front of him, and Ye Shufeng took the old man's shot with a backhand sword. The humming of the two weapons reverberated throughout the forest, causing the birds to flee in all directions.

The two were in a stalemate for more than a minute, refusing to back down. The old man's hands that were originally holding the gun tightly, his left hand opened slightly, and the left pistol in the distance flew towards the old man, and the speed was just like a shock. Ye Shufeng's face changed greatly, and in a hurry, he increased his strength and swung his sword away, and he turned sideways to dodge it, but the speed of the gun was much beyond his imagination, and although he was not fatally injured, his right hand was seriously injured. The left pistol pierced his right hand, but there was not a trace of blood on the gun. Ye Shufeng's face became worse and worse, thinking that the shot that Feng Bujian threw into the air just now was not intended to hurt him, but it was just to realize the next plan, and if he could do this, who was this old man?

"Good sinister old fellow, come again!". After speaking, Tang Yun took two pills, and the injury on his hand was healed in an instant, Feng Buyan could hear the sound of his cells dividing, and clearly felt that his cultivation had broken through the peak of the Earth Realm, and it was still rising, but there was no sign of breaking through the Heaven Realm at all.

"I had to eat the 'Geocentric Jasper' given by the commander-in-chief, this one is very expensive, and it has sold enough for me to be chic for a year!" he roared, the growth of his cultivation filled him with strength, and he couldn't help but want to vent. The "cold light" in his hand flashed, and the air around him began to solidify. Everything began to slow down, as if it were still. The extremely cold realm of "Hanmang" can only be displayed by cultivating at the peak of the realm.

"Come and hit me, isn't the old guy fierce? Come on, ......." Ye Shufeng entered a state of madness, because the power of martial arts cultivation skyrocketed, his consciousness gradually blurred, and the anger in his subconscious became more and more vigorous. While roaring and rushing towards Feng Buzhi, he urged the sword qi.

The ice-like sword cut a hole in Feng Buyan's body, and the old man smiled slightly bitterly, if he didn't lose the bet and didn't let himself use all his strength, where would there be this little guy's. , and Ye Shufeng had already been fixed in place, but the old man's speed was as static as if compared to Ye Shufeng, and he was so powerless against Ye Shufeng's dense attack, because he couldn't make a move, and once he did, he would hurt his life.

Seeing Ye Shufeng swooping over, the cold light in his hand exuded a suffocating coercion and pointed directly at the throat of Feng Buzhi, this was the final blow, and what he was waiting for was a penetration. Feng Buyin's pupils constricted to reveal the fear of death, Ye Shufeng was even more excited when he saw it, he was like a beast, he liked the helpless eyes of his prey, but he would never give a trace of mercy.

And in the next second, the eyes of the wind did not stain the eyes reveal a murderous aura, a cold majesty, just like a king. The two spears in his hand melted into his body, and the whole person turned into a ray of light, flashing Tang Yun's fatal blow. The next moment appeared behind Ye Shufeng, at this time, the wind was not stained with green armor, like jade, three golden leaves in the middle of his forehead lit up, and his blonde hair turned into turquoise and floated in the air. The two golden rays in his hands were like lightning, and the green light in his eyes was revealed, which was an unstoppable coercion.

Ye Shufeng's current cultivation has reached the peak of the realm, and his strength is not rising. He hesitated, then looked excited, and rushed to see the magical prey.

The two golden lights in the old man's hands broke through the air, and suddenly the air was divided into tens of thousands of golden lights flashing, forming a dense net, completely restraining Ye Shufeng, Ye Shufeng couldn't struggle for a while, only to see that the tip of the old man's spear was already standing in front of his eyes.

"You've lost, young man. Feng Buyan smiled, showed a few yellow teeth, looked at Ye Shufeng with an unwilling face, and nodded, it's not that a genius like him has never seen it, but those geniuses follow Feng Buzhi to make a move, and they are not the enemy of Feng Buji.

In the final analysis, Ye Shufeng was able to hold on for so long, all thanks to the devil training week before the selection of Jinyiwei.

"Who are you. What is the purpose of coming to Jinyiwei?" Ye Shufeng knew that he was not the enemy of this old man's move at all, and this old man would definitely keep his hand.

"It was your grandfather Ye Lao who asked me to come. Feng Buyan smiled, touched his beard, put the spear away again, and the net that bound Ye Weifeng dispersed.

"Old man Feng, who do you say is Ye Lao in tatters?" An old man in Tang costume with a red nose came to the door, glaring angrily at Feng Buyan, he looked at Ye Shufeng lovingly and said: "Grandson, don't be afraid, if this old guy bullies you, you can tell me, and I will help you beat him." ”

"Hey, I said you old bastard, Ye Wuliang, asked me to train your grandson, and you still scolded me like this. Feng Buzhi was angry, but he didn't regret coming to help, after all, this Ye Shufeng is also an excellent talent.

"Grandpa, why are you here, who is this old Mr. Feng?" Although Ye Shufeng was a little curious about Feng Buyin's identity, he knew what he wanted to know, and Ye Wuliang would definitely tell him.

"Why am I coming, I'll tell you later, I'll tell you that this old thing is not called wind and unstained, but called wind to be buried. Ye Wuliang's words were like thinking of the thunder on the flat ground in Ye Shufeng's ears.

He didn't expect that the person standing in front of him was the famous spear saint in Central Continent, and the wind was waiting to be buried!

"The wind seniors, the younger generations have lost their welcome, and I hope to forgive me. Ye Shufeng arched his body, looking at the wind in front of him to be buried, a little respectful, after all, it was the predecessor of the Gun King who was standing in front of him.

"Okay, long story short, this time I called you over, it was the old guy who wanted to investigate you. At the same time, I need you to leave for Dongcheng immediately, the acting commander-in-chief of Jinyiwei needs support, and the situation in Dongcheng may not be optimistic, there is a king-level fighting beast sealed under the Dongcheng International Hotel, and according to Jinyiwei's intelligence network, there are already many fanatical believers who have passed Zheng Dongce's ascending god rank have gone to Dongcheng, is Lord Zhang's task getting heavier and heavier, but at present, Jinyiwei needs a large number of outstanding talents, and there is a shortage of manpower, so send one of you to help Commander Zhang! Ye Wuliang's tone was serious, this kind of thing was not allowed to be joked.

"Understood, I went alone?"

"Yes, go get ready. After hearing this, Ye Shufeng turned around and left.