Ye Feng heard Master Jueyuan's slightly threatening words, but he raised his sword eyebrows, smiled slightly, walked leisurely on the wooden chair on the side, sat down slowly, stared at the imposing old man, and said indifferently: "Oh?

"Amitabha, you really deserve to be the leader of the Ye League!" Master Jueyuan frowned slightly, seeing Ye Feng who was so unshaken by his momentum, Master Jueyuan, who was highly respected, also had to admire, but his voice gradually turned stronger, "Even if this is really my Shaolin, what about it? The Lord of the Ye League broke through here late at night without permission, I don't know what happened? What happened to my Shaolin disciples?"

Master Jueyuan is worthy of being one of the few grandmaster-level masters in the world, as he spoke, his white eyebrows twisted slightly, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the cold aura around his body suddenly dispersed, and the heavy aura was deposited in this small room, which made everyone gasp. Daoist Mo Yun condensed slightly, his face showed a look of surprise, with his understanding of Master Jueyuan, he had never thought that this old friend's skill had grown to such an extent, and he couldn't help but look at Ye Feng who had lost his martial arts with some worry, afraid that he would not be able to support it.

But what surprised them was that Ye Feng's face was as usual, and he even smiled clearly, took a sip of tea, and said leisurely: "Master Jueyuan is a high-ranking monk, it's better not to be so angry." As for the Shaolin disciple ......" At this point, Ye Feng smiled deeply, but he paused to speak, and turned his head to look at the still dignified woman on the side.

Daoist Mo Yun thought for a moment, staring at the woman with a calm face, his heart became more and more solemn, with his knowledge, it was naturally seen that this woman covered Ye Feng with her profound skills, although Daoist Mo Yun knew this woman's ability, but he was still surprised to see that under such an understatement, he could withstand this heavy aura.

Mingyue's current outfit is naturally very different from that of weekdays, and she looks extremely noble and dignified, so she naturally won't attract the attention of Master Jueyuan at first, but now that this skill is displayed, Master Jueyuan understands, looks at this calm woman carefully, and after a moment of silence, he is suspicious: "Isn't this female benefactor Mingyue?"

Mingyue pursed her lips and chuckled, then her beautiful eyes condensed slightly, and she whispered: "Since the abbot knows me, then please put away your breath and don't make me angry." As for those Shaolin disciples, they are naturally fine, they just fainted a little, and if they change the formation around here, they can naturally wake up. Although Mingyue's words were not loud, the threat in his words made Master Jueyuan's heart feel slightly cold, and the gaze that was originally placed on the woman unconsciously moved to the side.

Mingyue noticed Master Jueyuan's slightly disordered breath, chuckled, walked a few steps, picked up the teapot and poured Manqing tea for Ye Feng, and sighed to herself: "Tea is good tea, but this disturbed breath is suppressed and makes the mood a little bad!" The bright moon that is famous all over the world, the poor monk has been taught!"

At the moment when Master Jueyuan dissipated his breath, Mingyue glanced at Ye Feng a little mischievously, and Ye Feng glared at her, and the beauty spit out her fragrant tongue, which was to disperse her breath. The dissipation of the two breaths made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief, and the auras of the two grandmaster-level figures at the top of the rivers and lakes made everyone eye-opener, but after all, it was the strong woman who was slightly superior, and Ye Meng's momentum was a little stronger.

Wan'er is good at observing words and feelings, because of Mingyue's strength, at this time, they Ye Meng took the initiative, and she naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, she laughed coquettishly, and immediately said loudly: "Master Jueyuan is naturally highly respected, and the Shaolin faction is also recognized as the leader of the white road in the rivers and lakes, but I don't know how much manpower and material resources are spent to build such a temple?

"You ......" Master Jueyuan was furious in his heart, relieved his mind slightly, stared at the woman who suddenly spoke, and asked, "What is the identity of this female benefactor?"

Wan'er lifted the veil, bowed to Yingying, and said gracefully: "Nangong Wan'er, I don't know if Master Jueyuan can answer my question?" After all, Master Jueyuan is a high-ranking monk, and his heart is naturally strong, and his mood has calmed down, squinting at the beautiful Wan'er, and said in a deep voice: "Hehe...... Amitabha, it turned out to be Nangong Wan'er, the military master of the Ye Alliance, the poor monk has heard of it for a long time, but the female benefactor is not very old, but she speaks so trickily, which makes people not like it very much!"

As soon as the words fell, a few people behind Master Jueyuan took a few steps forward, locking their breath to Wan'er, who had a graceful temperament, and was full of murderous aura. Ye Feng condensed his brows, his heart was slightly cold, and he glanced at Mingyue on the side, and Mingyue naturally understood what Ye Feng meant, although these people were monks, but the martial arts aura was not the pure Haoran righteousness of Buddhism, with the cold aura of the Demon Gate, and there was no focus in their eyes, obviously they had no mind, and some were just killing hearts.

"Oh?" Ye Feng smiled, carefully looked at the four monks who exuded a dead aura, and said softly, "I didn't expect that Shaolin, which is famous for its majestic and righteous spirit of Buddhism, would also have such a master with such a cold aura, it's really surprising to me!" The mockery between the words was fully revealed, but Master Jueyuan didn't care, leisurely sipping the tea, and said indifferently: "Amitabha! Master Ye, since you are here at night, the poor monks will naturally greet you well!"

After that, the four dead soldiers suddenly stepped forward, and at the same time attacked Wan'er, the target directly took Wan'er's vital point, and shot ruthlessly. Although Bai Qiyue on the side is not very old and her martial arts are also low, her eyes are excellent, and seeing the cooperation of these four people like this, she stood up in surprise and exclaimed: "It's actually the 'Four People Heaven Destroying Array'!"

The surprised words made Ye Feng stunned, glanced at the surprised girl, and then looked at the few people who were skillful, and after thinking for a while, he had some enlightenment, and said slowly: "Hehe...... It seems that there is a deep meaning behind this!" Mingyue's beautiful eyes flashed, bowed slightly, and took over the words: "Well, it seems that Shaolin has some transactions with that organization, and now it is just a cooperative relationship!"