Martial arts supreme

Chapter 422 Strange Feelings
It is roughly estimated that there are no less than three thousand people galloping towards Ye Feng's place.

Among the 3000 people, only the old man galloping in front was dressed differently. The 3000 people behind him were all dressed in black, with their faces covered by black gauze, leaving only their eyes exposed.

Looking at the old man at the head, he is not too tall. Although the gray clothes are not gorgeous, they are clean and not stained with any dust.

But what really surprised Ye Feng was the galloping speed of these people.

"Holy Martial Academy is thousands of miles away from Tianwumen. Could it be that they... just ran here on their legs?"

Ye Feng's gaze swept across more than [-] people, but he didn't find a group of horses in the crowd. Even Ye Feng was a little afraid to accept this fact.

"It's a terrifying academy. Although the three thousand men in black are knights, I can't imagine how strong their bodies are. At least, if I were to rely on my legs to gallop thousands of miles, I would definitely be overwhelmed of."

Ye Feng murmured in his heart, and couldn't help admiring the disciples of the Holy Martial Academy.Moreover, Ye Feng asked himself, although he and the 3000 people were all at the chivalrous stage, his physical strength had already been lost to the disciples of the Holy Martial Academy.

At this moment, as the old man in gray gets closer to Ye Feng and the other three, it can be seen that Yan Xianger and Gong Maocai are obviously nervous and apprehensive. After that, he retreated slowly, until he retreated behind Ye Feng before stopping.

Ye Feng's complexion was also not very good-looking. Ever since he saw the group of people in the Holy Martial Academy, his brows have been frowning all the time.Because Ye Feng sensed an astonishing murderous aura from each of the three thousand men in black.

It can be said that the murderous aura emanating from each person is extremely strong, and it is definitely not something that can be possessed by killing 200 people.Only after many years of baptism of killing can she exude a frightening murderous aura.

Ye Feng has experienced a lot of killings since he became a hero, so he naturally possesses such a frightening murderous aura.But compared with the three thousand men in black, Ye Feng was only slightly better.

"The more people you kill, the stronger the murderous aura emanating from your body. Although the murderous aura is invisible, it can also have the effect of shocking and intimidating. It's like Gong Maocai and Yan Xiang'er are both knights, but with the same rank When the disciples of the Holy Martial Academy fight, they will first be terrified by the murderous aura emitted by the opponent. Without courage, even if the two of them have a level of cultivation higher than the opponent, they will still be defeated by fear."

This is like a popular saying that the soft is afraid of the hard, and the hard is afraid of death.The disciples of the Holy Martial Academy live their lives amidst the slaughter, perhaps they themselves can't remember how many times they have brushed shoulders with the god of death, since they are not even afraid of the god of death, how can they be afraid of the living?

50 meters, in an instant.

The gray-clothed old man paused under the crooked neck tree, squinted his eyes and glanced at Ye Feng and the others.

"kindness?"

A strange yell came from the old man's mouth, and he raised his hand and waved it slightly in the air, and all the three thousand men in black behind him stopped in their tracks.

As the gray-clothed old man stopped in front of them, sweat broke out on the foreheads of Gong Maocai and Yan Xiang'er, and different degrees of fear appeared in their eyes.

Ye Feng's face was not happy or angry, but those dark red eyes were fixed on the old man, and his right hand behind his back slowly grasped the hilt of the purple sword.

At the same time, a terrifying murderous aura instantly emanated from Ye Feng's body, causing Yan Xiang'er and Gong Maocai who were standing behind Ye Feng to take a step back.

Yan Xiang'er is better, after all, she knows Ye Feng's strength.But Gong Maocai was trembling with fright, looking at Ye Feng's back and under Ye Feng's murderous aura, Gong Maocai felt that he was about to suffocate.

"Oh! It's not bad to meet someone with a strong murderous intent here... not bad."

I don't know whether the great elder of Shengwu Academy is praising Ye Feng or hurting Ye Feng's murderous nature.However, from the old man's narrowed eyes, it could be seen that two rays of light shot out of his eyes at the moment he spoke.

Ye Feng said nothing, but stared at the old man in front of him without blinking.

This point made Yan Xiang'er who was standing behind Ye Feng frowned.She also knew Ye Feng more or less. It stands to reason that the old man in front of her is Yu Zhongnan's master. Even if Ye Feng didn't bow down to pay homage, he should greet him with a smile on his face.

But instead of paying respects, Ye Feng showed a murderous look, obviously wary of the old man in front of him, which made Yan Xiang'er very puzzled.

"What's your name?" the old man asked with a smile.

The old man's words made the trembling Gong Maocai's eyes flash, and he leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to hear Ye Feng's name.

However, Ye Feng just took a step back, and did not answer the question of the elder of the Holy Martial Academy.

Instantly!The flesh on the old man's face twitched indiscernibly, and then he shook his head with a strange smile, as if he was talking to himself: "So he's a mute."

Hearing this, Yan Xiang'er's gaze instantly shifted to Ye Feng's body.At this moment, Yan Xiang'er clearly felt that the murderous aura exuded by Ye Feng became much stronger.

The Great Elder of the Holy Martial Academy glanced at Ye Feng a few more times out of the corner of his eyes, but did not continue to ask, raised his hand in the air, and strode straight towards Tianwumen with big strides.

Seeing the old man galloping past with three thousand men in black, Yan Xiang'er and Gong Maocai let out a sigh of relief, their tense nerves relaxed, and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads. Then he turned his gaze to Ye Feng.

"Young Master He, you are really awesome. I am completely impressed by you. That is the great elder of the Shengwu Academy, and he is a veritable fake knight. It's better for you not to pay homage or say anything." Gong Maocai looked at him. Looking at Ye Feng, that look seems to be like looking at a freak.

Ye Feng looked back from the 3000 people who had gone away, as if he didn't hear Gong Maocai's words, he let go of his right hand that was holding the sword hilt tightly, and touched his chin, his dark red eyes showed a hint of doubt.

"Brother Yu has worshiped him as his teacher? This person... why does it give me a strange feeling?" Ye Feng murmured in his heart.

Yan Xiang'er's previous doubts were not unreasonable. According to the friendship between Ye Feng and Yu Zhongnan, seeing her master at this time would indeed bow to pay respects with fists folded.

But at the moment when the elder of the Holy Martial Academy stood in front of him, Ye Feng didn't understand why he just didn't want to get close to the old man, and he was so disgusted that he didn't even want to talk to him.

This feeling is very strange, Ye Feng has never had such a feeling for anyone.Even if Yan Xiang'er has done something harmful to nature, Ye Feng can tolerate it.Only this old man made Ye Feng feel conflicted in his heart.

"According to their speed, it should take less than an hour to reach Tianwumen, we have to hurry up."

Ye Feng suppressed the feeling in his heart, turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, bent down, biting the scabbard of the purple sword with his teeth, and slowly descended the cliff.

(End of this chapter)