With Wang Heng's strength, Ye Feng shouldn't have killed him so easily. The reason why he was able to solve the battle so quickly was because Wang Heng was a soul caster.

Most soul casters only have a strong vitality in their bodies, but they are not proficient in combat skills. And this disadvantage is almost a common problem of soul casters. After all, a person's life is limited, and it is not easy for a soul casting master to be able to cultivate the spirit casting technique to the realm of a grandmaster, and then improve his own cultivation to the realm of the sword sect, let alone find time to cultivate the sword technique.

After killing Wang Heng, Ye Feng drew his long sword and kicked Wang Heng's body away with one kick. Turning his gaze to Luo Hu, Ye Feng found that although he had just experienced a test of life and death, Luo Hu's face did not have much panic.

Is this still the young man of the Orion family who was bullied and swallowed his anger back then? Vaguely, Luo Hu back then and Luo Hu now overlapped in Ye Feng's sight, and became a particularly mature young man with a heroic spirit.

"Luo Hu, I'm Ye Feng!" Ye Feng stretched out his hand and motioned for Luo Hu to take his hand.

"Ye Feng, you said you are Ye Feng?" Suddenly, Luo Hu let out a low cry excitedly. He jumped up violently, looked Ye Feng's body up and down, and then looked at Ye Feng's face covered by black veil, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Some friends will last a lifetime, and even if they are decades apart, they can still recognize each other when they meet each other. Luo Hu didn't see Ye Feng's face, but he knew that the person in front of him was his good friend who he had been thinking about all the time over the years-Ye Feng.

"Haha, I finally met you. When I saw the order of the Haoran Sect Master a while ago, I knew that person was you, but I didn't expect my guess to be so accurate. I didn't expect to meet you here!" Luo Hu hugged Ye Feng warmly and said in a chattering voice.

At this moment, he completely forgot that there were still dozens of sword cultivators fighting here, and many people were bent on killing him.

Facing the enthusiastic and unsympathetic Luo Hu, Ye Feng's heart also swelled with warm currents. He has a lot of friends, but like Luo Hu, there is only one friend who has been together for so long. Encountering old acquaintances in a foreign country, this kind of happy event in life also made Ye Feng surrounded by happiness and surprises.

Glancing back at the many sword cultivators who were still fighting, Ye Feng barely suppressed the joy in his heart and said in a low voice: "Good brother, now is not the time to catch up, there are still a bunch of messes for you to deal with." You see how you can clean up the current situation, whether you let these people go, or ...... them all"

Ye Feng made a decapitation action, and a cold light burst out of his eyes.

Luo Hu shook his head slightly, and said slowly: "I can't kill anymore." These people were all the leaders of the Soul Casting Realm, and if they all died, it would definitely be an irreparable loss to the Tian Yuan Continent. Also, the lives of these people are very important to us, especially you, and the strength of these people in the future is likely to bring you great surprises. ”

"Me?" Ye Feng was slightly stunned, and then a warm current surged through his heart. With his understanding of Luo Hu, how could he not understand the meaning of Luo Hu's words. I'm afraid that Luo Hu also thought of the method of forming a soul casting guild after knowing that he was wanted by the Haoran Sword Sect and the Ruthless Sword Sect.

Once the Soul Casting Guild is formed, it will be able to formally compete with the sword cultivators, and even most of the sword cultivators will have to live on their noses, and at that time, the Soul Casting Guild will definitely become a force with extremely heavy voice in the Central Plains Kingdom and even the entire Tianyuan Continent.

Ye Feng didn't say too many words of gratitude, but the hand holding the hilt of the sword became harder and harder. He silently followed behind Luo Hu, vigilantly scanning everyone who looked at Luo Hu, but if anyone made the slightest move, he would not hesitate to kill them.

Luo Hu looked at the crowd that was still fighting, suddenly took a few steps forward, and shouted, "Stop!"

Luo Hu has no vitality on his body, but he has a special voice-raising device. With his shout, a loud voice instantly resounded throughout the audience, and those sword cultivators who were fighting with each other all subconsciously stopped fighting and set their eyes on Luo Hu.

"Wang Heng is dead, do you sword cultivators still plan to work for him?" Luo Hu said coldly.

Seeing that those sword cultivators were all silent, suddenly, his palm shook, and a long sword appeared in his palm, cutting Wang Heng's head off his neck without hesitation.

Picking Wang Heng's head with the tip of his sword, Luo Hu's face was full of coldness. Looking at the group of sword cultivators who had been bought by Wang Heng, Luo Hu said in a cold voice: "What did Wang Heng promise to give you? A rank sword per person is still a considerable amount of money? You stop now, I promise you in the honor of the Hidden King, and each of you will give you a powerful mid-level sword, 300,000 taels of silver." ”

Luo Hu's act of hitting a stick to give a sweet jujube made these sword cultivators all stunned. It was not these swords that were repaired and deceitful, but the conditions put forward by Luo Hu that made it impossible for them to refuse.

What Wang Heng gave them after he promised to do it was nothing more than a low-level sword and 100,000 taels of silver. Now, the remuneration has multiplied several times at once, and there is no need to fight for life and death, how can they not know what to do.

Moreover, they were willing to help Wang Heng, in fact, not all of them were for the sake of coveting the sword and silver taels given by Wang Heng, but more importantly, to establish a good relationship with Wang Heng and pave the way for the future sword. Now that Wang Heng is dead, it can be said that everything they did before has become useless, and if they continue to resist, it will not do them any good.

There was a crisp sound, and a sword cultivator inserted the long sword into the scabbard. As soon as his action came out, other hesitant sword cultivators followed suit, and for a while, except for the helpers who Luo Hu had ambushed in advance, no one was eyeing him anymore, and his murderous intentions were revealed.

After calming down these restless sword cultivators, Luo Hu set his eyes on the soul casters who were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

His gaze swept over the faces of many soul casters in turn, and Luo Hu's eyes burst out with Dao essence.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of today's business. I will not investigate who colluded with Wang Heng and plotted against him. I want to tell you that I, Luo Hu, inherited the mantle of the Hidden King, and convened this Soul Casting Conference, in fact, all of them were instructed by the previous Hidden King. If you are willing to follow me Luo Hu and complete the feat of establishing the Soul Casting Guild, I welcome it with both hands. If anyone here does not agree to obey my command from now on, you can also withdraw now, and I will not stop it, and I promise that I will never retaliate in the future. Luo Hu said loudly.

Having said this, he said to a middle-aged sword cultivator in front of him: "Uncle Yu, open the door of the restaurant, and whoever wants to leave, don't stop it." ”

Jian Xiu, surnamed Yu, nodded, his figure flashed, came to the door, and pulled the latch.

After opening the door of the hotel, Jian Xiu, surnamed Yu, said coldly: "My master said that whoever wants to leave, you can leave now." ”

Many Spirit Casting Grandmasters looked at each other, but no one was the first to leave. These soul casters know very well that Wang Heng is dead, they are gone, if they really leave this place rashly, even if they officially leave the spirit caster team, they will not have a soul caster to help them in any danger in the future.

None of the many soul casters left, which was expected by Luo Hu. Seeing that everyone had not moved, Luo Hu shook his hand and threw the human head hanging on the tip of the sword to the ground, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, if you don't leave, it means that you are still willing to accept the dispatch of the Hidden King. That being the case, I would like to extend a warm welcome to all of you. I would like to assure you that the actions you have made today are the wisest decisions you have ever made. ”

"Without further ado, I am now announcing one thing, from today onwards, the Soul Casting Guild will be officially established, and everyone here is a historical witness who has verified the founding of the Soul Casting Guild, and all of them are veterans of the Soul Casting Guild. ”

"Master Zhu, Master Yang, Master Lu. The three of you are the most prestigious of the soul casters, and they are also the most skilled people in the spirit casters, and from now on, the three of you will serve as the superintendents of the union, law enforcement, and the elders of the merit. ”

"Master Ji, Master Yan, and Master Yu, the three of you are the people who have the most friends among the Soul Casters, and the important task of helping the Soul Casting Guild to establish clubs in various cities should be entrusted to you. In addition to building a clubhouse, you also have to recruit a wide range of talents, and anyone who has the talent of a soul caster, or who already has the strength of a soul caster, will be accepted by our union. All the people who go to the club to sign up, please also give them badges, and tell the outside world that they are all members of our Soul Casting Guild, and no one can act rashly!"

"Master Wang, Master Hu, Master Cheng......" Luo Hu once again said the names of dozens of soul casting masters in one breath.

Looking at these spirit casters, Luo Hu said, "Everyone, your job is to assist Master Ji and Master Yan in setting up a branch of the Spirit Casting Guild. I don't have too many requirements, three months, in three months, I want to see the Soul Casting Guild bloom all over the Central Plains. ”

"Yes!" the many spirit casters nodded in agreement. This time, they really convinced Luo Hu with all their hearts, and when they thought that Luo Hu had investigated all of them, who had a wide range of friends and who had leadership skills, these Spirit Casting Grandmasters knew how meticulous Luo Hu's thinking was.

Luo Hu talked eloquently to the spirit caster, giving one order after another, which made Ye Feng, who was standing behind Luo Hu, feel turbulent.

In his impression, he still retains Luo Hu's immature face five years ago, but who would have thought that in just five years, an innocent and romantic teenager has grown into a hero-like figure.

Ye Feng could foresee how much of a sensation it would cause on the Tian Yuan Continent once the Spirit Casting Guild was established. And at that time, the sword cultivators who were eager to work for the soul casters would explode, and even break through the threshold of the spirit casters' union.

"Luo Hu. Good job!" Ye Feng looked at Luo Hu, who was quite a general, and let out a burst of admiration from the bottom of his heart.

He no longer guarded Luo Hu's side, but waved his hand at the Silver King, and quietly walked towards the VIP room on the first floor of the restaurant.

In the VIP room, the Silver King looked at Ye Feng, his face full of excitement.

Just now, he witnessed Ye Feng save the life of his idol Hidden King. Thinking that not long ago, Ye Feng and the Hidden King hugged each other warmly, and the Silver King's heart trembled.

"Yin ...... Mr. Yin. The Silver King's excited mouth became unsharp.

Seeing Ye Feng's eyes looking at him, he said longingly: "Mr. Yin, you saved the life of the Hidden King, and the Hidden King will definitely obey what you said." I ask you to do me a favor and let the Hidden King take me as an apprentice, do you think it's okay?"

"Let the Hidden King take you as an apprentice?" Ye Feng smiled secretly in his heart, but his expression was full of urgency: "This is not easy, right?" The Hidden King is just a young man in his early twenties, and I don't think he will succeed in taking you, a man who is many years older than him, as an apprentice. ”

"That'...... Then let the Hidden King help introduce me to a master?" asked the Silver King persistently.

Seeing that the Silver King was so eager to become a spirit caster, Ye Feng, who was in a very happy mood, couldn't help but snicker anymore.

Holding back a smile, Ye Feng said in a deep voice, "Okay, I can give it a try for you." However, I don't dare to promise that it will work. ”

"Hey, okay!" the Silver King shouted excitedly, as if he was afraid that Ye Feng would not care about his affairs, so the Silver King made tea and poured water, and surrounded Ye Feng for a long time.

After a tea time, the door of the VIP room was pushed open, and Luo Hu, who had taken care of everything, walked into the room quickly.

Glancing at the Silver King who was circling around Ye Feng, Luo Hu's gaze immediately focused on Ye Feng.

He walked a few steps quickly, grabbed Ye Feng's arm, and said loudly, "Brother, I can be regarded as seeing you again." ”

"Dang Chang!" the teacup in the Silver King's hand fell to the ground.

Looking at the idol in his mind, the Hidden King, who was hugging Ye Feng, with tears in his eyes, the Silver King felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and he reached out to hold the wall, so that he didn't let himself fall to the ground.

"Brother. His idol actually called Mr. Yin his brother, which ...... At this moment, ...... Silver King finally found himself in Ye Feng's hands. Thinking that Ye Feng turned out to be the idol's brother, the Silver King squatted in the corner, grinned, and let out a burst of unconscious smirks.