Chapter 780: Fighting

Ye Feng did not stop, but let go of his voice and said loudly: "As for the concerns of other elders, they think that there are too few disciples in Wushuang Peak and they are afraid of wasting the resources of the Fortune Tower. Don't worry about that. Si Tu Reading

МFrom today on, Wushuang Peak welcomes disciples from other branches to join. After becoming a member of Wushuang Peak, not only will you have the benefit of free entry to the Fortune Tower for two hours of practice every day, but everyone can also share a share of the income from the Fortune Tower."

"What?"

"There is such a good thing?"

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, some warriors below were ready to move.

This move can be said to be cutting off the firewood from the bottom of the pot. It can not only change the disadvantage of Wushuang Peak that no one has joined, but also launch a battle for the other four peaks.

You want to rob my Wushuang Peak of its fortune beads and resources, and I will rob your people.

There are some things that Peak Master Yan Xi is not convenient to say, and Ye Feng said them all at once.

What he was betting on was that in public, these elders would not tear off their hypocritical masks and openly attack him, the "son of luck".

Unfortunately, he still underestimated the desire of these peak masters and elders for the "purple luck bead", or underestimated their shamelessness.

"Boy, do you know that the purple luck bead, a rare treasure in the world, requires at least sufficient strength to protect it. There is no king realm in Wushuang Peak except Old Man Yan. How can we rest assured?"

Bai Wangtian said coldly.

"Why not, hand it over and let Mingguang Peak take care of it for you..."

As he spoke, Bai Wangtian and Bai Bintian attacked at the same time, and their figures were like lightning, shooting straight towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, who was shocked, hurriedly retreated, but as the two were masters of the king realm, how could Ye Feng compare? As soon as he thought of it, the two had already forced him to come close.

Fortunately, the head of Yanxi Peak was well prepared. He held up a barrier with both hands to prevent the joint attack of the two people, and then quickly protected Ye Feng behind him.

"What? Are all the people in Mingguang Peak such shameless people? The head of the peak and the elder teamed up to attack a disciple?" The voice of the head of Yanxi Peak was cold, and there was a flash of anger in his eyes. "You two openly bullied the disciples of our peak in Wushuang Peak and wanted to rob the treasures of our peak. Don't you take the peak protection magic weapon of our peak into consideration?"

Hearing this, the faces of the Bai Wangtian brothers flashed solemnly at the same time.

There are powerful magic weapons left by the ancestors on each of the five peaks of Wanjue. This is also the biggest reliance of the head of Yanxi Peak. In each peak, there are peak protection magic weapons. The head of Yanxi Peak can completely fight one against two, or even one against three, and at the same time fight against three or four king-level masters of the same realm.

He didn't take it seriously just the Bai Wangtian brothers.

However, before he finished speaking, Long Zaixing and Ling Juetian on the side showed a sinister smile on their faces and flew forward.

"We are doing this for the future of our sect. The purple luck bead is the key to the revival of our sect. How can it be wasted in Wushuang Peak! The world's rare treasures belong to those who are capable!"

"That's right. Old man Yan, hand it over quickly, otherwise we will flatten the Wushuang Peak..."

"Hahaha... I am also interested in this suggestion from my senior brothers... The purple luck bead can fall into any other branch, but it cannot stay in Wushuang Peak..."

After Bai Wangtian finished speaking, he attacked Yan Xifeng again. The other elders were also eager to move after hearing Bai Wangtian's words, and their eyes were fixed on Ye Feng.

"Hmph! You're going too far."

"Watching the wild geese fly back home, waving the five strings, looking up and down at ease, wandering in the mysterious world."

As a string of scripture-like spells came out, the head of Yanxi Peak stretched out his hand and waved, and suddenly, the whole Wushuang Peak glowed with brilliant divine patterns, forming a Yaoqin shape in the void, emitting terrifying vitality fluctuations.

Bai Wangtian, Long Zaixing and Ling Juetian looked at each other, and each activated their own spiritual weapon, and immediately entangled the head of Yanxi Peak with the Yaoqin spiritual weapon.

However, the great elder of Mingguang Peak, Bai Bingtian, had a ferocious face and rushed straight to Ye Feng.

When Bai Xu was defeated by Ye Feng, Bai Bingtian had attacked Ye Feng before. The two sides had already had a grudge. How could Bai Bingtian let Ye Feng, the "son of luck", grow up smoothly?

It's rare to find such a good opportunity, so naturally we have to cut the grass and root it out.

The translucent sword in his hand glowed with a sharp chill at this moment, and the power revealed made Ye Feng and Yan Siya change color at the same time.

"Elder Bai, Ye Feng is the "Son of Luck" of this session after all, why do you have to kill him?"

Long Xiulan on the side showed displeasure. He liked Ye Feng very much. Although Ye Feng rejected him again and again, Long Xiulan did not want such a good seedling to be ruined by Bai Bingtian.

Ding...

A sword intent came out from his fingertips and touched Bai Bingtian's translucent sword, which directly shook this sword of high grade.

But in this way, the other elders thought that Lingyun Peak had also started to snatch it, and many people rushed up at once, and the scene became a mess.

Some people attacked Ye Feng to snatch the Luck Pearl, and some people stopped him to delay time so that people from their own peak would have a chance to succeed.

Many king-level elders fought in a mess.

Ye Feng was surrounded by several elders, and all around him were the energy and shadows of the King Realm masters. He had no power to fight back at all. He was in danger all around and cried out that something was wrong.

Peak Master Yan Xi fought against the three peak master-level masters alone. Even with the blessing of the peak protection magic weapon, it was a bit difficult. He looked at Ye Feng, who was in a bad situation, and suddenly shook his head and roared to the sky: "Supreme! The fortune of the sect depends on Ye Feng. What are you waiting for?"

This roar was deafening, and the sound was like thunder rolling over Wushuang Peak, which lasted for a long time.

As this thunder-like sound spread, a dull sigh suddenly came from the sky: "All of you... stop!"

This voice was far less loud than that of Peak Master Yan Xi, but it had a special deterrent power. It sounded in the ears of many elders like a deafening sound. In an instant, Bai Wangtian, Long Zaixing, Ling Juetian and other peak masters and elders who provoked the incident were struck by lightning, their faces turned red, and their steps staggered back.

Others also stopped fighting and stood aside with a guilty look on their faces.

The figures of the Grand Elder Nie Wushen and the Sect Master Xuanhai appeared out of thin air. Especially the Grand Elder Nie Wushen, his eyes were full of anger, he looked around and said calmly: "Great, you have grown up, and the fight is quite exciting..."

"You don't have the demeanor of a teacher in front of the disciples of the sect, and you are fighting against your own family. Aren't you afraid that you will lose face to be someone else's master in the future?"

Bai Wangtian covered his chest with his hands, took a step forward with a nervous look, and explained: "Ancestor, you don't know about this..."

"Shut up, old man!"

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