In the Western martial arts world, Manhattan City, this night is not destined to be peaceful.

In the night, there were two screams, and the figure of the immortal soldier then crossed the air, and the physical strength of the realm was against the two martial arts juniors, and the killing was only in one breath.

On the northern outskirts of the city, in the Holy See Castle at this moment, in a dark temple, the Lord of the Holy See suddenly trembled, and at the same time raised his head and looked above his head.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the roof of the temple and fall into the endless night.

"He's coming."

"This emperor, wait for him here......" The expression on Fu Ni's face was a little elusive.

He was the master of the Holy See, and he was branded by Ye Fei's divine soul, and in the end, even a junior who was not in the Yuan Infant Realm could control his life and death, which was undoubtedly difficult for him to accept.

Since the Nanhai Heavenly Palace, his only goal in this life is to kill Ye Fei and regain his freedom.

"Verdict, this emperor orders you, swear to defend the ancient castle to the death, and tonight's battle is related to the life and death of my Holy See." In the secret hall, the expression on Fu Ni's face was hideous, and he let out a low cry at the same time.

In this voice, there was an invisible force, and it instantly spread within this ancient castle.

The words fell, and at this moment, in the ancient castle, dozens of breaths rushed to the sky, and the weakest of them were comparable to the dollar infant martial arts cultivator, and the person at the head had the strength of the middle stage of the gods.

"Subordinate, take the order!" In the middle courtyard of the castle, the man in white light armor bent down to worship at this moment.

Ahead, dozens of black-clothed holy masters, with a look of tenacity in their eyes at the same time, bent towards the secret hall behind.

……

At this time, in front of the bar on the outskirts of Manhattan, Ye Fei's immortal soldiers had already returned to his red fairy bamboo flute.

Zhao Daniu in front of him, as well as the four members of the Tongmasons came forward one after another.

"President, overseas gathering point, we have guarded." Zhao Daniu raised his hand and clenched his fists at this moment, and the scorching glow in his eyes couldn't help but become a little thicker at this time.

Although only the five of them are left in the overseas gathering point today, the Tongmasons branch is still standing here.

"Good work."

"What the hell is going on, Lin Qing?" Ye Fei looked up at the five people in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.

Zhao Daniu in front of him heard this, and immediately stepped forward.

"President Hui Yuzong, five days ago, President Lin was invited by the Holy See to discuss some things, but he never came back, two days ago President came here, he did not hesitate after hearing about it, and went to the ancient castle......"

"He, he didn't come back either."

"And these days, the strong man of the Holy See, the traitor of the United Masonry, has begun to suppress us, and the brothers have been damaged."

Zhao Daniu opened his mouth again and again at this moment, and explained in detail to Ye Fei what had happened in the overseas gathering points these days.

The five of them have relied on the light array in the bar to support themselves until now, otherwise they would have been cold.

After Ye Fei listened, his face couldn't help but show a look of thought.

"This couldn't have happened, the limit of the Divine Soul Brand has little to do with the strength of the strength, unless there is some kind of power that suppresses his Thunder Seal." Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.

He could feel that the imprint of the divine soul he had planted on the Lord of the Holy See was still there.

But it seems to have become a little weaker, and that is clearly the crux of the matter.

"Why don't you leave?" After Ye Fei pondered for a while, he immediately asked in a low voice.

Now that the situation in the martial arts world of the East and the West is very uncertain, it is better for people who gather overseas to return to Huaxia, at least the Ye family is here, which can ensure their lives.

In front of the bar, Zhao Daniu and others heard this, but their faces were complicated at the moment.

"President, please forgive my subordinates for not being able to obey their orders."

"President Lin once said that overseas gathering points cannot be lost, and we are not greedy for life and afraid of death, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we will definitely stick to it until the last moment." The look on Zhao Daniu's face was extremely serious at the moment.

Every gathering point of the Tongmasons is the hard work of a branch president, which Ye Fei has already felt the last time he came here.

If Lin Qing was here at this moment, most of them would choose to lose here like Zhao Daniu.

In front of the bar, Ye Fei was silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

"Ye will give you an explanation for this matter." The expression on Ye Fei's face also became a little more serious.

As the president of this organization, he really never did anything for them.

The Tongmason Association itself, most of its members are Chinese martial arts retail investors, and they have no power in themselves, so they are organized as a group.

Every president has no inheritance, and basically the capable live there.

"Subordinates, thank you!" Zhao Daniu's face showed excitement, and then he raised his hand again to bow.

In front of the bar, the four people behind were even more awe-inspiring at this moment, raising their hands and clenching their fists.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, and then without saying more, the momentum on his body condensed, and with a wave of his hand, he wiped out the power on the body of the members of the Holy See in the rear.

"These people, I'll leave it to you."

"Fang Hao, I'll bring him back." Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and he glanced deeply at the person in front of him.

When Zhao Daniu heard this, he immediately nodded yes.

After that, Ye Fei didn't hesitate, and his figure flickered, and he had already disappeared in place.

In front of the bar, Zhao Daniu and the others glanced at each other at this moment, and then their faces showed a cold glow, and they turned their heads to look at the people in front of them, the anger in their hearts may only be understood by the members of the overseas gathering point.

……

In Manhattan, the night is getting worse, and the temperature has dropped a lot, and the cold wind is blowing, with a bit of biting coolness.

On the outskirts of the city, in front of the ancient building, a streamer flashed at this moment, and Ye Fei's figure had already appeared in mid-air, and he looked up at the cold expression on his face in front of him.

"Thunder Seal, Ning." In mid-air, Ye Fei suddenly raised his hand, and the thunder arc in his palm floated.

His spiritual consciousness was now integrated into it.

Half a moment later, the thunder arc in his palm slowly dissipated, and Ye Fei then withdrew his spiritual sense.

"Sure enough, the Divine Soul Brand doesn't work anymore." In mid-air, Ye Fei muttered in a low voice.

Without the imprint of the divine soul, with Lin Qing's strength, in front of the Lord of the Holy See, it was indeed not enough.

It's just that what Ye Fei can't understand is what kind of force can actually suppress his thunder seal, even if he is still a powerhouse of the Tribulation Realm, he can't do it.

Unless, the strength of the other party is far superior to Ye Fei, and at least the terrifying existence above the Triple Tribulation Realm can barely suppress the Thunder Seal.

And among the powerhouses of the entire Holy See, there should not be such an existence.

After a moment of silence, Ye Fei immediately did not hesitate, the spiritual power in his body surged, and a majestic spiritual pressure swept towards the front at the same time, instantly enveloping the entire ancient castle.

"Fu Ni, come out to see me!" Ye Fei let out a loud shout and stepped into the ancient castle.

The momentum on his body is constantly rising, and the murderous aura around him is even more chilling.

Under the shroud of spiritual sense, Ye Fei did not sense Fang Hao's breath, which made him feel a little worried in his heart.

"Bold."

"Where did the junior come from, who dared to shout in my Holy See Castle?" In the middle courtyard ahead, there was a low shout at this moment.

Then, a man wearing light armor, good looks, and holding a silver spirit sword stepped into the air at this moment, and the breath of the middle stage of the mind swept directly across the audience.

This person is none other than the Holy See's ruling.

Behind this man, dozens of black-clad Sects appeared in the same place, and a majestic majesty rose to the sky.

"It turned out to be the head of the Ye family, this is my Holy See Castle, you came here late at night and called the name of the Holy See, isn't it a little bad." The verdict spoke in a deep voice, and the silver sword in his hand glowed with coldness.

In the air in front of him, a fine light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and at the same time, he raised his head and swept everyone in front of him.

He remembered that the person in front of him, not long ago, was only in the early stage of the Divine Realm, but now he had actually stepped into the middle stage, which showed that the strength of the Lord of the Holy See had also improved a lot.

And under Ye Fei's spiritual sense, at the back of the ancient castle, a secret hall blocked his spiritual sense, and Fu Ni was mostly hidden in it.

"Get out of here." Ye Fei snorted coldly, too lazy to talk nonsense at the moment.

The spiritual power in his body surged, the cold mist in his palm, the aura on his body changed sharply, and the temperature in the air around him suddenly dropped several times at the same time.

For the people in front of him, he really didn't want to waste time entanglement.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!" The cold voice, mixed with chill at the moment, echoed around the castle.

The expressions on the faces of the dozens of strong men in front of them, including the ruling, couldn't help but change slightly, and this momentum was obviously much stronger than the last time they saw this person.

In the eyes of everyone in the Holy See, they couldn't help but show a look of jealousy.

"Damn, he's getting stronger again."

"Let's shoot together, buy time for adults, and never let this Chinese person take half a step." The verdict let out a low shout, and the spirit sword in his hand let out a sword roar, and the figure brought out an afterimage at the same time.

He didn't hesitate too much, he took the lead at the moment, and was the first to rush to Ye Fei in front.

In the rear, the dozens of black-clothed holy lords only hesitated slightly, and their bodies burst out white at the same time, and the power in their bodies was condensed to the extreme, and their momentum could be described as extremely extraordinary.

"Kill!" A low cheer, echoing in the wind.

A mid-stage Tongshen, dozens of Yuanying powerhouses, such a lineup, placed in the Huaxia martial arts world, can undoubtedly be compared to a first-class hidden door.

At the same time, the power can be imagined.

In front of the ancient castle, in mid-air, Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and the Lianhua Ice Sword under his hand was already held in his palm at this moment.

Since these people are looking for death, he will naturally not show mercy to his subordinates.

"Ice Boundary, sealed."

"Slash!" The cold mist in his palm surged, and a powerhouse of the Yuan Infant Realm in front of him was frozen into an ice sculpture almost instantly.

The sword slashed across the night sky, bringing a burst of coldness, and swept through at this moment.

Hearing only a crisp sound, the ice sculpture in front of him was then shattered by a sword, and the black-clothed Holy Lord who was frozen in it also had the vitality on his body dispersed, and his body fell downward.