"It's not a treasure pavilion, just look at this piece of jewels to know that its name is worthy. ”

Looking at the giant island from afar, Ye Feng sighed, and then raised his speed, and saw that he was about to land on the island.

"This Taoist friend is slow, dare to ask why the Taoist friend came to my Treasure Pavilion? There is still some time before the Treasure Gathering Conference is held, and during this period, my Treasure Pavilion does not welcome foreign monks to come to the island. If you don't have the identity token issued by the Treasure Pavilion or the things you want to leave, you still want to leave as soon as possible, so as not to cause misunderstanding among us. ”

Just as Yefeng was approaching the giant island and was about to board, a loud shout suddenly sounded, causing Yefeng to pause.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, he saw a team of about eleven or twelve people standing in the void not far from the night front. The leader was a middle-aged man in blue armor, holding a silver spear in one hand and slightly white temples. It was the man who shouted the shout just now.

Ye Feng's gaze swept over the eleven and twelve, and he focused on the middle-aged man. This middle-aged man is slightly higher than Ye Feng's cultivation, and he is in the late stage of the Nine Refining Yuan Infancy. From then on, there was a dangerous aura emanating from his body, which made Ye Feng's whole body muscles tense involuntarily!

Not only that, the silver spear in this person's hand was obviously a rare and superb spiritual treasure, Ye Feng just glanced at the tip of the spear and felt a stinging pain in his eyes and quickly looked away.

"If you can't take out the identity token or the thing you want to get here, you'd better leave quickly. ”

The middle-aged man saw that Ye Feng didn't speak for a long time, thinking that Ye Feng just happened to be passing by, so he stepped forward and said with a pair of spears.

With the middle-aged man's movements, the eleven and two people behind him stepped forward in unison, and with a loud shout, an invisible momentum rose from their bodies and swept towards the night front.

If it is an ordinary person with bad intentions, just such a momentum can make his liver and gall cracked and his original form exposed. But who is Ye Feng, he has cultivated to this point, and he has faced many opponents and strange attacks. Although he had never seen such an attack before, it did not cause him to show any gaffe.

I saw Ye Feng standing still in place, one palm was raised, his body shook, his palm was pushed forward, and five heaven-killing sword qi shot out from Ye Feng's five fingers, and it quickly condensed into a gray high wall, slowly moving forward.

Listening to the other party's words, it seemed that it was the Treasure Pavilion monk, thinking that he would have to use the power of the Treasure Pavilion to come this time, Ye Feng made a move with more restraint, and only used the Heaven Killing Sword Qi.

The gray wall and the invisible momentum soon collided, and the two met and judged. The invisible momentum was like thin ice under the scorching sun, dissipating extremely quickly. The high gray wall is like a majestic mountain, without the slightest mark on it, and it is constantly moving forward. Of course, this situation is also the reason why the middle-aged man did not take action himself. But no matter what, Ye Feng's hand still made the eleven and two people a little embarrassed, and they had the idea of attacking Ye Feng.

Seeing that the invisible momentum had been broken, the palm raised by Ye Feng waved downward, and the gray high wall immediately turned back into the Five Heaven-Killing Sword Qi and dissipated.

After doing all this, Ye Feng looked up at the middle-aged man opposite, reached out and patted the mustard seed bag, and wanted to take out the token that Situ Ling had given him.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead, and I still want to make a move?"

Behind the middle-aged man, a tall and thin man with sharp-beaked monkey cheeks and green armor snorted, and also slapped the mustard seed bag and took out a sharp cone and rushed towards the night front. Obviously, he took Ye Feng's actions as if he wanted to continue to shoot.

I have to say that this tall and thin man does have some capital. Except for the middle-aged man, among the eleven and two, he was the only one with the highest cultivation, and he had already reached the early stage of the Nine Refining Yuan Infant Stage, and he was even one step away from the middle stage of the Nine Refining Yuan Infant Stage!

Seeing the tall and thin man's actions, Ye Feng frowned. He didn't want to do any pointless fighting, and he didn't want to waste his time here. Seeing that the tall and thin man was about to attack, Ye Feng directly opened the mouth of the mustard seed bag and was about to take out the token.

"If you have an identity token or a guide, you don't have to take it out now. It's not too late to take it out after the Daoyou Gang teaches this impulsive guy a lesson. ”

At the moment when Ye Feng was about to take out the identity token, the voice of a middle-aged man suddenly sounded in his ears. I don't know what this middle-aged man did, but none of the eleven or twelve people present noticed his transmission!

Hearing this, Night Feng turned his gaze away from the tall thin monk who was rushing towards him and was about to attack him, and instead looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was holding a gun in one hand and carrying it behind his back in the other, and he looked like he was waiting for a while. Seeing that Ye Feng was looking at him, the middle-aged man smiled at Ye Feng.

"Aren't you afraid that Ye Mou will kill your subordinate on the spot by mistake? More importantly, how can you be sure that Ye Mou is not an enemy of the Treasure Pavilion?"

Realizing that the other party was not hostile, Ye Feng nodded at the other party, and then while transmitting the voice to the middle-aged man, he flicked his fingers and shot out a piece of sky-killing sword qi, causing the tall and thin monk's body to stagnate, so that he had to temporarily stop his body to deal with the sky-killing sword qi.

"I didn't expect that the divine sense of the night Taoist friend was so powerful, and he could not let others notice it as if he was below. As for the question of the night friend, don't you think it's a little boring? Judging from the fact that the night friend still has the leisure to rush to the next transmission, the night friend obviously still has the strength to spare, just to teach that guy how to fail. As for the enemies of the Treasure Pavilion, I don't hide it from the Night Daoist that the moment the Night Daoist opened the mustard seed bag, he sensed the breath of my Treasure Pavilion's unique identity token. How can the person who holds the identity token of my Treasure Pavilion be the enemy of the Treasure Pavilion. What's more, the spells cast by the Night Daoist Friends are different from those spells possessed by those opponents in my Treasure Pavilion......"

In the face of Ye Feng's question, the middle-aged man was only stunned by the strength of Ye Feng's divine sense. Immediately, the middle-aged man smiled, and the voice explained.

"Hehe, Daoyou really looks up to Ye. It's okay, that night, I helped Daoyou with this little favor and taught this guy a lesson. It just so happens that Ye has some small skills, and he has been worried that there is no suitable combat object. ”

Regarding the other party's explanation, Ye Feng smiled noncommittally and said.

After that, Ye Feng no longer went to take the identity token, but took out a piece of rune paper and used spiritual power as ink to draw on the rune paper.

In the blink of an eye, a talisman was drawn.

Ye Feng held the talisman between his index and middle fingers, and flicked it at the tall thin man who had rushed over after dealing with the Heavenly Killing Sword Qi.

At the same time, Ye Feng said to the middle-aged man: "Please also ask Dao friends, comment on Ye Mou, the way of Fu Zheng." ”