The Strongest Dan God

"Is there anyone else who wants to smash the field?"

Ye Zifeng smiled slightly and scanned the crowd. He lifted his foot and stepped on Hong Quan ’s chest, making him unable to move like a dead fish.

"Ah!" Screamed.

Hong Quan's face was extremely painful, his fingers clenched, and there was a little blood on his fist.

As the strongest outside disciple, he was all beaten into a pig's head.

The rest of those who are tempted to move are almost subconsciously taking a step back, daring to go on stage and clamor.

"With Liu Zhenren's caution, I am afraid that more than Hong Quan will come to smash my field. So don't be polite, come to power! Anyway, the time of the incident of Ling Wuzong begins, there is time left. The cold light in Ye Fengfeng's eyes gradually emerged.

Offstage, some people pretended to be panic, but they were talking in a whisper.

"What ... what to do now? Ye Zifeng asked us to go to his field?"

"Alas, this Hong Quan also claimed to be the strongest outside disciple, too useless, even the things that consume Ye Feng's physical strength can't be done."

"What's even more terrible is that this Ye Zifeng is also not a killer against Hong Quan. We can't play by the title and sue him to kill!"

You know, in their view, as a pioneer, Hong Quan, even if he eventually loses, at least, will consume most of Ye Feng ’s energy.

However, Ye Zifeng's defeat of Hong Quan just did not consume much energy. Under the roundabout, it was just a light blow, and the winner was lost.

In this way, who dares to come up?

Liu Zhenren ’s plan to consume Ye Feng ’s physical strength in the wheel battle was defeated!

Ye Zifeng glanced around the crowd, and after seeing the few eager people before, he finally released his fists.

"Since there is no one who hit the field, then ..."

He smiled slightly: "Go ahead, and the next one who wants to be an inner disciple, sign up!"

...

Throughout the whole day, the discouraged outside disciples and Ye Fengfeng passed the move and signed a blood contract.

Relying on the huge recruitment on the battlefield this time, Ye Zifeng not only completed the mission, but also started his name as Ye Zhenren.

"Ye Zhenren, the earliest I signed the blood contract, I must choose me. Our family is counting on me to be an inner disciple, Guangzong Yaozu."

"Choose what he does, poor light egg, choose me, Ye Zhenren, if you let me be a disciple of the inner door, turn back and give you a big red envelope!"

"Stupid! Can you tell the story about the red envelope? Isn't it a bad brain? So Ye Zhenren, choose me."

Yefeng Feng looked at all this with a smile, and did not give any definite answer.

"You go back first. Presumably tomorrow, I will discuss the result with the people of Lingwu Zong and the guru to determine the final list of Lingwu Zong. So today, everyone will go back first and wait for the good news."

"Then ... okay, don't make Ye Zhenren hard to do it, if it's gone, it's all gone."

...

The crowd gradually dispersed, and in the large martial arts arena, gradually, only Ye Feng and the rest were left.

"Yefeng Feng, there are 168 people who signed the blood contract. Among them, there are a total of 31 qualified martial arts students!" Han Yuemei eyes shining, according to the mark on the leaf front leaflet, made a statistic.

"Well, it's very good ... Counting some real people and guru, who insist on participating in the Lingwuzong incident, on our side, it is enough to recruit about 20 people."

Yefeng Feng smiled indifferently: "So this time, we actually have already exceeded the task."

"That's great."

Hanyue and the demon fox looked at each other and smiled easily. There was a kind of unspeakable comfort in their hearts.

Xuanmen sent a total of 30 people to Lingwu Zong, and Ye Zifeng had not been a real person for a long time. No matter whether it was prestige or connections, he could not meet some old seniors. It has been rare to recruit so many disciples.

"Overachieve the mission? What a joke?"

A low, bell-like sound rang from Ye Feng's ear.

"Oh?"

Yefeng Feng smiled slightly and turned around: "Who am I? Gu Guzi, how can I stay, or go with Tianshui Wine Pavilion to taste the craftsmanship of the spirit feast there?"

"No need."

Gu Niannu sneered a little: "I came here, naturally I have something to tell you. I ask you, what are the things you are recruiting, all are outside disciples, and many of them still want to spend money to buy life. Here, people of this quality dare to ask me for a price of 1,300 gold coins? "

"No, Gu Gongzi, you misunderstood."

The demon fox immediately told Gu Niannu about spending money on life, and told him that the 31 people selected by Ye Zifeng had been screened to confirm that it was not a case of spending money on life.

Gu Niannu was undecided, still looking deeply at Ye Zifeng.

He had already guessed this, and his main purpose was simply to suppress prices.

Gu Niannu gave a sneer: "So what? Even if it's not a waste of money, but where is the other person?" For example, that Hong Quan is obviously a good negative example, the warrior. The Seventh Level Realm does not have the qualities and strength that the Seventh Level Realm should have! It is just a joke that you are defeated by a warrior with six heavy levels! "

Ye Feng chuckled and stared at each other.

"Because of their limited strength and disciples outside, they only charge you 1,300 gold coins for other real people or guru disciples. Think about it ... the comfort fee after death, Can you afford it? "

"you!"

Gu Niannu's face changed slightly and frowned slightly: "What do you mean? Until now, I'm still discussing the danger of the task with me."

The light in Ye Feng's eyes gradually rose.

"Gu Gongzi, you are a human being. In fact, you also know that this mission, the ordinary martial arts student, is basically useless. Thirty core elite disciples, you think Xuanmen will really send it to Lingwu Zong Do cannon fodder? It is for this reason that I got this opportunity to recruit outside disciples and send them to Lingwu Zong. This is my value as a chess player on the side of Xuanmen. "

Ye Fengfeng and the disciples he recruited, even if they were completely destroyed in the event of the Lingwu Sect, it was a normal thing.

Therefore, there is no real person willing to accept such a hardship.

"It turns out that you really understand your situation." Gu Niannu looked at Ye Zifeng deeply with a calm face.

A person who compares himself to a chess piece should clearly understand his position on the board.

Ye Fengfeng paused for a moment, still looking directly at Gu Niannu.

"In other words, Xuanmen intends to deal with the matter of Lingwu Zong with minimal losses. And you Lingwu Zong, also hope to exchange more talents at the minimum cost to make the mission successful, right?"

"... can be understood that way."

The corner of Yefeng's mouth raised a slight smile.

"That's easy to handle. We can also order a blood contract between the two of us. If I successfully complete the mission of Ling Wuzong, then I won't pay back the twenty-six thousand gold coins for twenty people."

Gu Niannu walked back and forth a few steps, thinking of Ye Zifeng's proposal.If the fugitive is successfully arrested, then the goal is indeed achieved. The matter of gold coins is not a problem at all.

"Yes, so if it fails?"

Ye Fengfeng's expression gradually became solemn, his eyes flashed coldly: "If I fail, no matter whether I am alive or dead, all the magical suits on my body will be yours!"

"This ..." Gu Niannu's expression shook, his face slightly changed.

Ye Fengfeng's purple electric suit and the Ice Emperor Sword are definitely not mortal. They are not worth much. If they are converted into gold coins anyway, they can also be sold for 20,000 gold coins.

Who knows, there are no other treasures in Ye Zifeng's Phantom Crystal Ring. If they add up, the total value is more than 26,000 gold coins. That's no suspense.

Therefore, when hearing the other party's desperate words, Gu Niannu was also somewhat hesitant.

"... So that's it, okay, Ye Fengfeng! Your consciousness, I understand, I can promise you."

For Gu Niannu, it was a win on both sides, so he had no reason to refuse.

"Thank you!"

Yefeng Feng smiled and arched his hands, making a salute.

"You do n’t have to be happy too early, Yefeng Feng, you listen. Tomorrow evening, after discussing the final list with your guru, I ’ll take you to the Lingwuzong site. Someone will tell you the details of the fugitive. you guys!"

Gu Niannu's heart was set, and he immediately signed the blood contract with Ye Fengfeng.

"Also, about these 26,000 gold coins, you can use my warrant to go to the Lingyu Inn, and you will find a second shopkeeper. Someone will come out and exchange gold coins for you."

"It seems that you are in Lingwu Sect, and your status is probably not small, you can take out so many gold coins casually?" Ye Fengfeng showed a surprised look in his face, and asked in confusion.

Gu Niannu smiled slightly and didn't answer anything.

Immediately, he took out a piece of paper from his arms, swayed aura, and finished it quickly, and handed it to Yefeng.

"Well, here you are."

Ye Fengfeng's expression was stunned, and his expression was complicated.

He was n’t sure if he could get so much money. If he knew that the other party was so simple, he would have doubled the gold coins.

"Yefeng Feng, what are you still thinking?" Gu Niannu asked him when he saw no response.

But seeing Ye Zifeng smiled relievedly, he recovered.

"It's nothing, I understand. It's easy to hurt my feelings when I talk about more money. Tomorrow, I will take the disciples of Xuanmen with you and go to Lingwu Zong with you!"

"That's fine."

Gu Niannu smiled lightly and nodded: "So, I will come again tomorrow night."

...

"Yefeng Feng, you obviously don't even know who the fugitive is. Why did you set up a blood contract like this? It's too impulsive." Han Yuedai frowned slightly and sighed.

In the beautiful eyes of the demon fox, there was a flash of worry.

"Yeah, if it fails, it's equivalent to have been from the beginning,"

Yefeng Feng looked at the two women indifferently and smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter. Before the ghost, I had initially told me some news about Lingwu Zong."

After a moment of silence.

The two women changed colors.

"Ghost? Is she back?"