Seeing that Wu Da trusted him so much, Ye Feng felt a little guilty.
When he first met Wu Da, Ye Feng just thought he was a martial arts fanatic and a little silly, so he deliberately teased him.
Unexpectedly, after Wu Da understood Ye Feng's true identity, he still insisted on recognizing him as his friend. He fought side by side with him in Xiumojian, and together they fought against the hundreds of thousands of demon army.
Elder Bing said coldly: "Wuda, you dare to disobey my orders?"
Wu Da knelt down, kowtowed three times, and said sincerely: "Master, I dare not disobey your order, but I really want to stay and be with my friends, and explore the demon world together, instead of just practicing."
"He is not your friend, but your enemy. Come here and do not try to resist me."
Wu Da was trembling all over as he inserted the magic copper stick in his hand into the soil. Veins on his arms bulged as he held the copper stick tightly. He was trying his best to resist Elder Bing's mental control.
He was like a small flame that was about to be extinguished by the tremendous pressure from Elder Bing.
Ye Feng was surprised. Although he knew that Elder Bing was an elder of the Ancient Demon Sect and one of the disciples of the Ancient Demon Emperor, he did not expect that he would be Wu Da's master.
Looking at Wu Da's painful expression, Ye Feng felt sympathy.
He smiled faintly and said, "Elder Bing, although this is a matter between you two, Wu Da and I, it can be said that we met by chance. We fought side by side. We are definitely not enemies, but good friends."
A look of gratitude appeared on Wu Da's face and he nodded to Ye Feng. Ye Feng's words made his cold and lonely heart feel a little warm.
After practicing in Xiumojian for three thousand years, he did not achieve much and only felt lonely, confused, and helpless. However, after meeting Ye Feng, a change took place in his heart. He strengthened his belief and had a goal that he longed to pursue.
Elder Bing sneered with disdain: "Good friends? What a joke, how can demons and humans be friends?"
Luo Na stood up and said unconvincedly: "How is it impossible? Brother Ye and Sister Yi Xue and I just met not long ago and we have become good friends."
Huan Ji also said boldly: "And me."
Elder Bing's eyes widened. Although he was old and frail, his voice was like thunder: "You have nothing to do here."
Feeling that Elder Bing's gaze was like a bolt of lightning, Rona and Huan Ji were so scared that they quickly shrank back behind Ye Feng.
"Reason does not lie in the loudness of the voice."
"What are you yelling about, Brother Ye? He's so scary."
Wu Da gritted his teeth, increasingly unable to resist the master's mental control, and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "I hope... Master... will grant my wish."
Elder Bing's hunched body suddenly straightened up, and his voice was as deafening as thunder: "Come here."
Wu Da's face turned pale, and the magic copper stick in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He could no longer resist the mental control of his master, and was lifted up by a great force. His feet left the ground, and he was about to be sucked back to his master like a stone.
Ye Feng was horrified. Elder Bing hadn't made a move yet, but his attack with his mental power was so terrifying. He could imagine what the situation would be like if Elder Bing attacked him.
He quickly took a step forward and stood in front of Wu Da. The spiritual shield in his hand emitted a dazzling golden light and expanded into a curtain of light, blocking himself and Wu Da.
The spiritual shield can not only block physical attacks, but also, with the help of Ye Feng's mental power, cut off Elder Bing's mental control. Just as Wu Da was about to float into the air, he fell back to the ground.
Wu Da gave Ye Feng a grateful glance.
He actually dared to attack him. Anger welled up on Elder Bing's face, and all the wrinkles on his face were trembling. He raised his hand slightly and flicked a finger.
A whistling icy air rushed over like a flying dragon with bared fangs and claws. It was hundreds of times more powerful than the previous power of thought, and it heavily hit the light curtain of the spiritual shield.
Boom! A huge shock wave rushed in all directions, causing the walls on both sides of the alley to collapse. For a moment, dust and rubble flew everywhere.
Ye Feng felt his hands were numb from the shock and he almost lost consciousness. The spiritual essence in his body was shattered.
A few seconds after the collision, Ye Feng felt a pain in the palms of his hands as if they were pierced by needles. It turned out that the bases of his hands were cracked and bleeding, and blood was spilled all over the ground. It was just dark at night, so he couldn't see how much blood there was.
Fortunately, he had the blessing of the ancient gods' secret fighting skills, which increased his strength to the real moon realm. He exerted all his strength and was able to barely resist the power of Elder Bing's finger.
He was surprised to find that the power of Elder Bing's finger was somewhat similar to the first move of his Thai Emperor's Four Strikes, the Surge.
The cold and powerful force did not disappear after a single impact, but instead was like a surging wave, impacting the spiritual shield wave after wave.
The impact force came wave after wave, each one more ferocious than the last. When it hit the eighth wave, Ye Feng felt a sweetness in his heart, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Just as Ye Feng clenched his teeth and prepared to withstand the ninth wave, the impact force finally disappeared. Ye Feng only felt his legs go weak and he almost fell down.
Her hands exuded a wisp of cold air, helping Ye Feng cool the bleeding knuckles: "Does it hurt?"
Ye Feng smiled nonchalantly: "It doesn't hurt."
With the blood of the ancient gods and the powerful self-healing ability, the cracks in the tiger's mouth healed quickly, and the scattered divine energy quickly gathered in the godhead.
Elder Bing looked at Ye Feng with contempt: "Boy, it's a miracle that you can withstand my Ice Dragon Finger with 50% of its strength. But you are just relying on the powerful power of your immortal weapon. Do you dare to withstand my Ice Dragon Finger without any weapons?"
"Why don't I use my weapon and just take your ice dragon's blow?"
Elder Bing sneered: "If you dare to accept my finger without using any weapons, I will let Wu Da stay. If you don't dare, let him go with me."
Ye Feng smiled faintly and was about to speak, but was stopped by Jiang Yixue: "Brother Ye, no."
Jiang Yixue knew that Ye Feng would agree. He was the kind of person who would risk his life for his friends. Elder Bing pointed his finger at the Ice Dragon and used the spiritual shield to block it, which made Ye Feng vomit blood. If he didn't use the spiritual shield and only relied on his physical body to block it, wouldn't he be reduced to ashes
Jiang Yixue knew she had to stop Ye Feng.
Ye Feng gently held Jiang Yixue's hand and felt her hand was cold and soft.
From Jiang Yixue's tearful eyes, Ye Feng could see concern, worry and fear, which made him feel a little sad. Since entering the world of immortality, what he brought to Jiang Yixue was not romantic love or fine clothes and delicious food, but worry and danger.
He gently wiped away the ice crystals at the corners of Jiang Yixue's eyes, and said the same words he had always said: "Trust me, okay."