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Volume 11 The Road to the Peak Chapter 442: Rejection

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    Chapter 442: Rejection

    Ye Feng was startled, then turned around and saw a middle-aged man in black robe sitting at the head of the hall. This middle-aged man had a ruddy complexion and a very aura, but what was weird was his eyes and temperament.  The look in his eyes seemed to have gone through many vicissitudes of life, and his temperament was also very tired. He looked more like an old man than a middle-aged man with great talents.

    "Who are you?" Ye Feng was somewhat familiar with it, but after thinking about it, he couldn't imagine that he knew such a middle-aged man. He had met some middle-aged people, such as the Lord of Flame City, but their strength was very different. This person's realm was  Half-step true god level, but in terms of strength, Ye Feng can feel that it is very extraordinary, far exceeding the average half-step true god master.

    "Hey, have you forgotten that we drank and ate crystal beef together in Wanling Valley?" The middle-aged man sitting on the stage said with a smile.

    When Ye Feng heard this, he immediately remembered that in Wanling Valley, he and Xiang Wentian met an old man with unpredictable strength. The old man also had a very weird temper. Later Ye Feng and Xiang Wentian decided that this  The old man must not be messed with by experts, so he brought out good things and wine to entertain him, and established a relationship with the old man. Later, he met him again when he was at the wreckage of the true god. He seemed to be called some kind of Blood Blade Madman.

    "You" Ye Feng looked at this man and suddenly remembered that he indeed looked very similar to the old man, more like he had rejuvenated.  "Yes, senior!"

    "Hehe! It's me, you little kid, you have such a bad memory, you still need me to remind you!" The Blood Blade Madman looked at Ye Feng and smiled. In fact, when he blocked the road just now, he recognized Ye Feng, but at that time  He didn't think much about it until Ye Feng blocked two Yuzhou attacks by himself, and the magic skills he used during the period made him think of something else. He remembered that when he first met Ye Feng, he was just  The fourth level, but now in just one year, Ye Feng's strength has reached the ninth level. After learning the magic method, his strength has greatly increased, and he is strong enough to reach the tenth level.

    This kind of speed makes him, an old demon who has seen countless masters, a little frightened. Such a genius is extremely rare.  Moreover, the other party used magic skills, which showed that he did not hate the magic. He might be a demon monk, and he immediately wanted to win over him.

    "Senior, haha, I haven't seen you for more than a year, but I didn't expect to meet you here. Junior, meet your senior!" Ye Feng said respectfully when he saw this was an opportunity. Perhaps the man was thinking of old friendship and not killing him.

    "Haha, good, it's rare that you still remember me and have such a heart, good!" The bloody blade madman also smiled, and the atmosphere on the field suddenly became lively.

    After the two exchanged greetings, the Blood Blade Madman arranged a seat for Ye Feng to his left, and Ye Feng sat down.

    After arranging fruits and wine, "Come, have a drink for our reunion!" the Blood Blade Madman said with a smile.

    Ye Feng also raised his glass to drink, and everyone raised their glasses.

    After a few sips, the two chatted for a few more words, and they seemed to be very happy with each other.

    After a while, Ye Feng said: "When I met my senior, I didn't know that my senior was a demonic saint. I have offended many people, so please forgive me!"

    "Haha, it doesn't matter! As long as we get along, it's good. Besides, the Demonic Way hadn't regrouped at that time, so I really don't dare to be called a saint!" The Blood Blade Madman was very easy-going.

    "I wonder what senior is doing here?"

    "When we get here, of course we have to attack the Zhengdao base camp!" The Blood Blade Madman looked at Ye Feng and said without any concealment.

    Ye Feng was suddenly shocked, but there was no change in his expression.

    "You won't go to the righteous way to tell the truth, will you?" A demonic monk suddenly said with a smile that was both true and false.

    Ye Feng shook his head, "I don't belong to the magic way, but I'm not a supporter of the right way either. I belong to the middle level. You can tell from the exercises I practice. Even the magic way, there are also right ways. There are two ways.  It¡¯s just a part-time major. For a person like me, no one would believe me even if I went to report.¡±

    When everyone heard this, they nodded one after another, some expressed doubts, but did not say anything.

    When the Blood Blade Madman heard this, he asked calmly: "Since you have not joined the righteous way, it will be much easier to handle. Soon, the entire star will be ruled by the evil way. Why don't you join the evil way? With us  The relationship between the two will definitely give you a good position. When the time comes, if you want to be the domain lord of that star domain, just tell me, and I will definitely satisfy you. The Demonic Path is currently expanding its manpower and needs to recruit talents. If you are willing, then  It couldn¡¯t be better!¡±

    When Ye Feng heard this, although the expression on his face remained unchanged, he was actually thinking rapidly in his heart. Since the Blood Blade Madman said so this time, if he refused directly, he might make the other party unhappy. After thinking for a while, he said  : "Senior's warm invitation, junior is flattered. Although it is like following senior, junior still has a large number of teachers and friends on the right path. If he joins now and is discovered later, I'm afraidNo guarantee!  This is really not what the junior wants to see. In addition, the junior is now at a critical juncture in cultivation and really does not want to directly participate in the battle between the righteous path and the demonic path. Therefore, the senior please be considerate.  "

    Ye Feng made this call very tactfully, but he refused after all. The atmosphere in the room suddenly cooled down. Most of the people in the Demonic Dao had very hot tempers, so when Ye Feng refused, everyone's faces immediately turned ugly.

    "Hmph, what a big air, our Holy Lord invites you, but you still have so many problems! I think you don't want to live anymore!" A half-step true god-level master dared to refuse the blood-blade madman when he saw a mere ninth-level youth.  At the invitation, he suddenly became furious and said with a cold snort.

    Although the others did not speak, they all looked at Ye Feng coldly, and invisibly pressed a pressure directly towards Ye Feng. The pressure of so many half-step true gods gathered together, making Ye Feng feel a lot of pressure.

    The Blood Blade Madman didn't say anything, and then took a sip of wine. Seeing Ye Feng withstanding such great pressure, he broke out in cold sweat, but remained calm. In his heart, he admired this man's intelligence and nodded: "  Well, since you have principles, I won¡¯t force it, but I hope we won¡¯t meet on the battlefield in the future, as swords don¡¯t have eyes!¡±

    Ye Feng nodded: "Thank you for your understanding, senior. I said that I will not participate in the battle between the righteous way and the evil way. I am still aware of this!"

    The bloody blade madman nodded, then raised one hand, and a bowl of wine flew to Ye Feng, "We are destined to meet today, so you can drink this bowl of wine and go!"

    Ye Feng stood up, grabbed the wine, raised his head and drank it in a few gulps.  After drinking, put down the glass and leave.

    The Blood Blade Madman looked at Ye Feng's back, his eyes shining brightly.

    "Holy Lord, this kid is so disrespectful, why not kill him!" A demonic monk couldn't help but said, and other monks also agreed.  They killed many people along the way, and Ye Feng was not lacking.

    The Blood Blade Madman shook his head, "It doesn't matter. I am very optimistic about this person. Although he is not of use to me, I believe he will not become my enemy."

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    When Ye Feng returned to the jade boat, the huge and mighty demon fleet in front of him had already passed by his boat. Each one was very huge, sandwiching his jade boat, like a whale and a small fish.  Ye Feng looked at the huge jade boats going away, and his heart suddenly relaxed. He had been tense among those people just now. After all, they were all half-step true god level masters, and it was really hard to mess with them.  , for fear of killing him with one palm in anger.

    Soon this demonic army passed by. Ye Feng looked at this mighty team, and his doubts deepened.

    "Where did this group of people come from?"

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