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Chapter 675 Is he also a great saint?

"Master, it's him. He's the one who crippled Senior Brother Zhou's martial arts. Master, you have to avenge Senior Brother Zhou!" Suddenly, a voice of resentment came from the mist.

But they saw a group of people bursting out of the thick fog formed by countless spiritual energies. They were a huge team of dozens of people, no worse than the Feihong Mansion just now.

The man at the head was an old man in black clothes. He was thin and had a somewhat angry look on his face. He was moving like a dragon and a tiger, not hiding his aura at all, as if he was being swept by a strong wind.

He is also a great saint, and his strength is not inferior to that of Tian Butong before him.

However, what was different from Na Tian's strong Qi and blood was that, in Ye Xiwen's view, this thin old man had a faint aura of decay, yes, a well-hidden aura of decay.

This is the breath of a person when he is about to die. Ye Xiwen is sure that he is not wrong. Unlike ordinary people who grow old slowly, warriors can often maintain their best and most vigorous state because of their cultivation.

, but that was only in the golden age, and once a warrior enters the last period of his life, he will suddenly begin to suffer from the five declines of heaven and man, and his body will also reveal an aura of decay. According to Ye Mo, unless he reaches

To achieve the realm of eternal life, otherwise everyone would have to go through this process.

Obviously, the old man in front of him has entered the fifth decline of heaven and man, which means that his life is not long. Although this life is not long, it may be more than ten years or even decades, but for the great sage who lives a long life

.It has indeed entered the tail end.

Behind him were dozens of disciples, including the sect disciples who were scared away by Ye Xiwen just now. Judging from their clothes, they were obviously disciples of the Qianzhi Sect.

When that group of people rushed out, they attracted the attention of many warriors around them.

"Aren't those people from the Qianzhi Sect? Haven't they already entered the depths of the Medicine King Valley before? Why did they come out at this time? What is going on?"

Many people didn't know why the Qianzhi Sect people rushed out in such a fierce manner, but they still stepped aside to avoid being accidentally injured by these seemingly crazy Qianzhi Sect disciples.

"Is that old man in black clothes the Supreme Elder of the Qianzhi Sect, Gongyang Yongfeng? The person leading the team this time from the Qianzhi Sect is Gongyang Yongfeng. It is said that he is the one who has broken into the Great Sage level studied by Yaowang Valley.

Even the senior officials of Qianzhi Sect have been alarmed by the elixir. Although Qianzhi Sect often does not deal with Yaowang Valley, it takes this issue very seriously!"

"No, this is the first time Gongyang Yongfeng has set foot outside the Qianzhi Sect in the past fifty years. It is said that Gongyang Yongfeng is approaching his end. He has not left home for the past fifty years just to cultivate

He created his own successor, accepted a disciple, and trained him with all his heart!"

And everyone's eyes turned towards the menacing Qianzhi Sect, and it turned out to be the outstanding casual cultivator just now. Ye Xiwen's demeanor that was completely different from ordinary casual cultivators made everyone remember him just now, and now it is even more...

I don't know what happened to make Qian Zhizong so angry.

"Master, that's him. He's the one who ruined Senior Brother Zhou's martial arts. He also said that he wanted to see what kind of sect could teach such a disciple!" A young disciple looked at Ye Xiwen with excitement and said, looking at Ye Xiwen's eyes.

He is also full of resentment. He just ran away in front of Ye Xiwen and watched his senior brother being disabled in martial arts, but there was nothing he could do. In his opinion, it was a great shame and humiliation. Now he finally found a master who could teach him a lesson.

Look at this guy who doesn’t know how high the sky is.

"You're the one who ruined the martial arts of my closed disciple?" Gongyang Yongfeng said, his face ashen as water and his face ashen as he stared at Ye Xiwen, looking like a tiger that could choose to devour anyone at any time.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. They originally thought that they didn't know what the reason was that made the people of Qianzhi Sect so angry, but they didn't expect that it turned out to be this.

Everyone knows that Gongyang Yongfeng has a very high status in the Qianzhi Sect, almost higher than the sect leader, because he has a very high seniority. When the current sect leader of the Qianzhi Sect joined the Qianzhi Sect,

He was already the Supreme Elder of the Qianzhi Sect, not to mention that now, almost all his contemporaries have withered away, and he is the only one left.

Everyone is also very clear that Gong Yang Yongfeng’s end is approaching, so most people are more tolerant of him. This kind of person is about to die, so he is not afraid of anything. It doesn’t matter anything. Once he is offended, he will usually

There may still be scruples, but at this time, he is about to die, so what else is there to scruple about? It is simply unscrupulous.

And these people also have their own reverse scales, and everyone knows that Gongyang Yongfeng’s reverse scale is the closed disciple. Because the deadline is approaching, they put all their energy on that disciple, almost

It can be said that this is his last hope.

With the hope of passing on all his legacy, everyone knows that even if they want to mess with Gong Yang Yongfeng, they should not mess with his disciples.

What's more, his martial arts was actually disabled. No wonder Gong Yang Yongfeng looked like he was about to explode. The closed disciple was his last hope. Now that Ye Xiwen had his martial arts disabled, it was tantamount to severing his life.

All hope, let a dying person cut off all hope, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

In particular, the disciple who was cultivated by Gong Yang Yongfeng, no matter how bad he was, could still be regarded as a master in the holy realm, but his martial arts was disabled by this casual cultivator. This is simply a miracle like a fantasy.

And the most important thing is that this person didn't leave and dared to come over. Was it because his head was kicked by a donkey or his head was caught by the door panel.

Ye Xiwen nodded lightly, without denying it, but said in his heart, no wonder the fat man named Zhou is so arrogant and domineering, and doesn't take people seriously at all, but it turns out that there is such a master at the level of a great sage, among ordinary forces

It is indeed enough to run rampant, just like when Xiaoya became a disciple of a transcendent realm.

Especially this Gongyang Yongfeng, who clearly looked like a degenerate man. Ye Xiwen also understood that these people who were about to die were the hardest to mess with, because they had no hope and became more unscrupulous in everything they did. Most people could tolerate it.

, just wait until this old guy dies, but that is not Ye Xiwen's character.

The arrogance of the fat man named Zhou may have something to do with Gong Yang Yongfeng's connivance.

After seeing Ye Xiwen nodding, Gong Yang Yongfeng's suppressed aura suddenly released. In an instant, it was like a calm lake was stirring up stormy waves, and the boundless loud pressure was released unscrupulously.

With Gongyang Yongfeng as the center, the news spread out in all directions. The only beloved disciple of Guanmen was actually disabled by Ye Xiwen. For him, the news was like earth shattering.

Because he knew that his time was running out, he was more attentive to the training of this disciple and tried his best to train him, hoping to inherit his own mantle. Although he was a little late in accepting his disciple, at least this disciple would not

Disappointing himself, he quickly cultivated and entered the Holy Realm. With the skills he left behind, there is great hope for him to become a Great Sage in the future.

But now this hope has been shattered by life. His apprentice is disabled. He has seen the injury and there is no possibility of recovery. It is equivalent to his dream being shattered by life.

And most importantly, there is simply not enough time left for him to continue to look for a successor and train him to become a capable person.

The anger in his heart was like a volcano erupting, spreading out in all directions.

The surrounding warriors, whether they were saints, semi-saints, or legends, were shocked by the terrifying aura that broke out and immediately knelt down, as if they had met their own monarch.

When faced with the terrifying aura of the Great Sage's rage, they were like trembling little white rabbits. Facing the roar of an angry old lion, they were trembling and unable to move at all. Their bodies were stiff, coming from the soul.

The pressure made them feel like they were suffocating.

Even those people from the Qianzhi Sect were no exception. The furious Gongyang Yongfeng didn't consider them at all, and perhaps didn't take them to heart at all. He didn't care about anything except the closed disciples.

They were just swept away by this momentum, but it was already so terrifying. They were simply frightened. It was impossible to imagine what it was like for Ye Xiwen who was bearing most of the pressure.

Ye Xiwen is like a small boat in the storm, it seems that it may be submerged at any time, but it still exists tenaciously.

Yang Tingyu, who was beside Ye Xiwen, had already raised his skills to the extreme. He was already prepared to die in battle. Even in the eyes of the great sage, he was just like an ant with arms as a cart, but since he chose to come in, he would die.

Awakened.

I just didn't expect that the boundless and terrifying aura that followed Ye Xiwen would disappear in front of Ye Xiwen. He still looked calm and calm, as if this terrifying aura did not exist at all.

There was an unspeakable look of horror in his eyes. What was the origin of the Senior Long that he had accidentally met?

The Half-Step Great Sage was completely crushed. Those who could escape from the Great Sage were all outstanding heroes. But this Senior Long actually casually resolved the pressure of the Great Sage?

Is he also a great sage?

, please collect it.

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