Dongfang Yue walked in front of the guests. He was the host of this banquet. He walked over with a smile and coughed twice: "Zong Master Ye, congratulations, you finally came out. We are all worried to death."
"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, my Buddha is merciful."
Ye Feng smiled and said to everyone: "Everyone, go back. Don't worry about me. My life is strong."
Dongfang Yue whispered a few words to the housekeeper, asking the housekeeper to quickly dispose of the corpses inside and outside the mountains and forests.
The housekeeper quickly took people to dispose of the body.
Dongfang Yue whispered to Ye Feng: "Sect Master Ye, I have sent people to follow the Nanhai Sword Master. He has now fled to the Wang family at the foot of the mountain. His disciples have all been abandoned in Dongfang Courtyard and ignored."
From Dongfang Yue's expression, it can be seen that he is still a little afraid of Nanhai Sword Master.
Ye Feng smiled and said: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Those disciples were just led astray by the Nanhai Sword Master. As long as the Dongfang clan leader can discipline them well, those people should be able to correct their evil ways. As for the Nanhai Sword Master, he is just a lost dog and is not enough. Fear. I dare say he won’t run away again if he goes to Wangjiaji at the foot of the mountain.”
When Dongfang Yue and his son heard what Ye Feng said, they both looked confused. They didn't understand what Ye Feng meant when he said that Nanhai Sword Master ran down the mountain and stopped running.
Could it be that he didn't take something and wanted to come back to get it
Dongfang Zhongyu asked first: "Brother, although Nanhai Sword Master was injured by you, he has practiced for more than a hundred years, and his skills are very..."
Ye Feng said with disdain: "Don't worry, his skills have been disabled by me. I not only beat him to the point of vomiting blood, but also destroyed his Dantian. Are you satisfied now?"
Dongfang Yue and his son both heaved a sigh of relief. The Nanhai Sword Master's skills were crippled, so there was no need to worry that he would come back for revenge. Dongfang Courtyard finally returned.
Dongfang Yue looked full of gratitude: "I, Dongfang Yue, can come back only because of Sect Leader Ye. To express my gratitude, I would like to ask my benefactor to accept my worship."
After saying that, Dongfang Yue was about to kneel down and kowtow. Seeing that his father was about to kneel down and kowtow, Dongfang Zhongyu and Dongfang Zhongshu looked at each other and bent their knees to kneel down.
But the father and son found that there seemed to be a wall of air in front of them, and they couldn't kneel down at all.
Ye Feng smiled and said: "This is unacceptable. I don't like people kowtowing the most. If you dare to kowtow, I will go and cure Nanhai Sword Master."
Dongfang Yue and the others were so frightened that they almost fell down and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Dongfang Zhongshu knew that Ye Feng was joking and laughed: "Brother Ye, you made us happy again."
Dongfang Yue quickly invited: "Sect Master Ye, go back to Dongfang Courtyard for a drink. I have asked the butler to prepare more wine and good food to entertain the guests."
Ye Feng and Shen Liluo returned to Dongfang Compound together.
They did not go to the hall to drink, but came to the backyard, where the Nanhai Sword Master, the Blood Sword Ancestor, and the Wolf Sword Ancestor retreated.
At this time, there was no one in the backyard of Dongfang Courtyard. The injured disciples all went to the hospital for treatment. The remaining one or two disciples heard that the master had escaped, and the two elders died in the forest. The trees fell and the hozens scattered. He took some valuable things and ran away.
In the bamboo forest in the backyard, there is a five-story building, which is where the main altar of Nanhai Jianmen is located.
The small building is luxuriously decorated, with carpets and beautiful large chandeliers, but now the small building is in a mess, with broken glass everywhere, fallen furniture, and paper scraps thrown all over the floor.
Along the stairs, Ye Feng and Shen Liluo climbed to the top of the building.
There was no one in the small building, and it felt like a building that had been abandoned for a long time. In fact, just an hour ago, the place was full of people, with people playing poker and exercising.
The fifth floor is the gym. Through the large floor-to-ceiling glass windows, you can see that it is filled with fitness equipment and covered with purple-red carpets.
Shen Liluo was surprised and said: "These people are so wasteful. They don't need so many good furniture, TVs, and refrigerators, and just throw them here?"
"Yes, those are relatively large household appliances. They can't move them or take them away, so they can only throw them away."
"This small building is very good for vacation and travel. Brother Ye Feng, let's go for a walk on the roof."
There were stairs leading directly to the roof. Shen Liluo was the kind of naughty child who liked to be naughty and climbed on the roof, so she immediately ran to the roof for a walk.
"Wow, the scenery here is great. You can see the whole view of the Oriental Courtyard."
Ye Feng was also about to go to the roof. Suddenly, he felt the sound of footsteps behind him, and his whole body's magical power immediately began to work rapidly. It was not easy for someone to sneak into his side. This skill was not simple.
When he saw clearly who was coming, Ye Feng gasped and the wine he had just drank spurted out.
Wearing a crisp suit and a top hat, Death looked like a chief magician, with a lazy smile on his face.
Ye Feng wanted to laugh, but he couldn't do it in front of the God of Death.
"It turns out to be Death, hello."
"You are such a humorous person. It would be nice for you to meet the God of Death. Who would feel good about meeting me?"
Ye Feng thought about it and realized that no one would feel good about meeting the God of Death.
"I wonder why Lord Death is following me? Or is it because I have reached my birthday?"
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and talk about business."
"Business? Oh, you mean those demon souls? Tell Lord Death some good news. I have fulfilled my mission and have killed five demon souls. There are still five more that I haven't encountered yet."
"Five? Four, right?"
"Four people? Five, magic cloud, magic stone, magic phoenix, magic fire, and magic wolf. That's right."
Ye Feng quietly calculated and confirmed that he had destroyed five demon souls that had escaped from the underworld of the Ice Tower.
"But there are only four demon souls in my Soul Gathering Order."
Looking at the reproachful look on the God of Death's face, Ye Feng suddenly realized.
"The fifth one is the Wolf Sword Ancestor. He didn't use the Soul Gathering Order because the opponent had a demon core and the Soul Gathering Order couldn't suck away his demon soul. So I directly pierced his demon core and beat him to the point of demon soul. All destroyed."
"Not counting this one, you still owe me five demon souls."
Ye Feng smiled bitterly. No wonder the God of Death kept a straight face. It was because he beat the demon soul in the ancestor of the Wolf Sword to death and did not use the Soul Gathering Order to suck it out. Therefore, the God of Death was not happy. He probably came here to start his army this time. Asking guilt.
"You can't calculate like that. I also used the Soul Gathering Order, but the Soul Gathering Order couldn't suck out his demonic soul."
"It's not that the Soul Gathering Order can't be sucked out, it's about how to suck it out. If you smash his magic core, the magic core can't protect the demon soul, you can use the Soul Gathering Order. The Soul Gathering Order is a dead thing, and You are alive and you have brains, otherwise I would just assign this task to the Soul Gathering Order, why bother looking for you? So it is your fault, not the Soul Gathering Order’s problem.”
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