Chapter 971: Husband Promises You Will Never Have An Accident
Ye Feng's murderous intent toward the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi no longer needs to be described in words.
Anyone who dares to cooperate with the Japanese Sword Saint at this time will be Ye Feng's enemy.
Treat the enemy,
Ye Feng has always been decisive in killing and will never be merciful.
Under the wind and snow,
Ye Feng returned to Tiannan with Zhao Bing's body and the dying old man Zhao.
Ye Feng did not return to Mr. Zhao’s vacation garden, for fear that Zhao Shuangyan would see Mr. Zhao’s miserable appearance.
"Young Master Ye" When Wang Ning saw Mr. Zhao, who was covered in blood, his heart was shocked.
"Prepare a secret room for me, no one can disturb me," Ye Feng said in a deep voice.
"yes"
When he arrived at the secret room, Ye Feng took out the silver needle from his sleeve again, stabbed it into every acupoint of Mr. Zhao accurately, and moved the nine-turn golden needle to the extreme.
Soon, dense cold sweat appeared on Ye Feng's forehead.
One day and one night,
Ye Feng did not have any rest and was taking care of Mr. Zhao.
Gradually,
Mr. Zhao's eyelids opened slightly. When he saw Ye Feng, he was a little surprised and smiled bitterly, "You guy pulled me back from the gate of hell to do something in vain."
"If I had known this, I wouldn't have helped you recover martial arts."
Ye Feng looked at Mr. Zhao's dying look, his pupils were covered with blood, and his fingernails pierced into the flesh and blood in his palms.
He can't save Mr. Zhao
The vitality in Mr. Zhao's body was almost broken. Even if he recovered his muscles, bones, qi and blood, he would just force him to support him.
The reason why Mr. Zhao is still alive now is entirely due to his essence and blood.
Up to ten days,
Mr. Zhao will definitely die
"What are you talking nonsense about, you can die in the morning and evening. When I am dead, I have no regrets to have such a battle."
Mr. Zhao raised his arm with difficulty, patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, and showed a kind smile, "Zhao Bing has already gone one step ahead of me, so I naturally can't let him wait for a long time. Child, you don't have to be sad, people will die,
Looking back on my life, it’s too worth it, it’s a pity that I haven’t witnessed the moment when the Chinese swordsmanship rises again.”
"Old man, I will definitely let you see that the moment when the Japanese Sword Saint was defeated in my hands is still ten days away. You must hold on, do you know?" Ye Feng's voice was a little choked.
"Okay, I will definitely hold on until that moment. Did you see the holographic projection on Longhu Mountain? Did you see the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi? It's more terrifying than ten years ago. You must worry. According to my observation, I'm afraid that the other party has not used it yet.
Do your best," Mr. Zhao said solemnly.
"I know"
Ye Feng's pupils are full of murderous intent
After checking Mr. Zhao's body again, Ye Feng turned around and left, taking the holographic projection that Mr. Zhao exchanged for his life, and watching the duel between the Japanese sword saint Uehara and Mr. Zhao over and over again.
The more you look,
Ye Feng's murderous intent towards the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi became deeper.
"What a terrible Tiancongyun Sword Uehara Spring has indeed not used all its strength. If Uehara Spring is in the strongest state, it will only be even more terrifying." Ye Feng brows deeply and instinctively felt a crisis.
Three days,
Ye Feng did not step out of the secret room.
at this time.
The outside world's discussion on the battle between the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi and Ye Feng has reached a boiling point.
"The latest review shows that the Japanese sword saint Uehara quan is at least twice as strong as ten years ago, and it is very likely that half of his foot has stepped into another level outside the divine realm. Plus the Japanese artifact Tiancongyun Sword, Ye Feng did not
Any chance to win this victory”
"How could this happen? Is it true that the Chinese swordsmanship is really doomed?"
"Ye Feng has been in seclusion for three days, so he must have no idea. He could not think of a way to deal with the Japanese sword saint. This legend of the only emperor under the night of China may end here."
"Hmph, I see how arrogant Ye Feng is still arrogant and domineering. Don't forget that the Supreme Guard of the Huawu Organization has bet on ten secret realms with the Japanese Sword Hall. This is an unprecedented big bet. Once Ye Feng loses, then Ye Feng will be
The eternal sinner of China”
"The higher you climb, the more miserable you fall, when Ye Feng's invincible myth is shattered, how many forces will stand on Ye Feng's side, I'm very curious."
"I think it's better to let Ye Feng admit defeat directly, so as to save time to show his shame on the top of Hengshan Mountain. In this way, it may also give the Chinese Swordsman some face."
"What are you talking nonsense about this group of bitches who raised a group of bastards. If it weren't for Mr. Ye, the Chinese swordsman would have been trampled by the Japanese swordsman, and he couldn't raise his head. You are still talking sarcastic words here. If you dare to say something again, don't blame me for being rude.
”
"Hmph, what's the point? Ye Feng is just too crazy and will pay a heavy price for it sooner or later."
Everyone's emotions quickly reflected on the odds of the betting market.
Ye Feng's odds of winning have reached 5.3 in one penalty, while the odds of winning of the Japanese Sword Saint have dropped to 1.3 in one penalty.
Obviously, since the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi has shown his strength, almost no one is optimistic that Ye Feng can win this battle.
In this regard, all forces are also ready to move and begin to leave a way out for themselves.
Although they are advancing and retreating with Ye Feng, once Ye Feng is defeated, they will mercilessly stab Ye Feng in the back to gain the greatest benefit.
For these,
Ye Feng naturally ignored it and was immersed in his own insights.
"The rules of the world of the domain" Ye Feng murmured to himself, as if he had some insight, but it was difficult to capture the mysterious and mysterious mystery.
"Forget it, everything goes with the flow." Ye Feng sighed, his frown gradually loosened, and he did not force anything.
sometimes,
Excessively squeezing yourself is not a good thing.
When you reach Ye Feng's level, if you want to move forward, you will definitely not be able to succeed by working behind closed doors.
After understanding this, Ye Feng's mouth raised slightly, no longer thinking about the duel with the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi, but returned to his wife, touched Tang Yanqi's belly, and said softly, "This little guy has been recently."
Have you bullied my mother?”
"This little guy is obedient."
Tang Yanqi tied his hair and smiled gently, bewitching the whole country.
"That's good."
Ye Feng accompanied Tang Yanqi for half an hour and told some interesting stories that have happened recently.
The two talked and laughed, and were filled with happiness.
Back in the room, seeing Tang Yanqi want to speak but stop, Ye Feng pinched Tang Yanqi's face and smiled gently, "Honey, promise you, I will definitely not have any trouble, I will accompany you to raise your baby.
, will witness every moment after his birth.”
"Um."
Tang Yanqi nodded heavily.
She believed in this man unconditionally.
No matter how strong his opponent is, his man will step on him