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The situation changed very quickly.

From the time Ye Feng was in a confrontation with Wuma Changfeng to the time when the Monk Hua appeared, to when he was about to raise his hand and attack Ye Feng, only ten minutes had passed.

With regards to the appearance of the Monk Hua, many Martial Ancestor Realm experts felt surprised, but also felt that it was reasonable. After all, the appearance of such a monster in the martial arts world had thrown the entire martial arts world into chaos.

Now, they had finally sent out their Monk Hua s to deal with Ye Feng.

This time, Ye Feng was finished!

Everyone felt the same way, even the people beside Ye Feng were drenched in sweat. Su Menghan was even more anxious as he stared at Monk Hua, not even blinking, afraid that the other party would attack in the next moment.

"Do you want to attack? But if anyone dares to interfere in this matter, they will be punished by Ye Feng, and will be punished by the death! "

Monk Hua looked at Su Menghan and the others beside him, his face filled with a cruel and merciless smile.

After Ye Feng heard this, his heart trembled.

That's right, if they attacked together, wouldn't that mean they had offended the Hidden Place? Right now, just the appearance of a Monk Hua was already such a threat to Ye Feng. If he truly angers the Hidden Place, then wouldn't he be unable to escape this calamity!

Ye Feng could disregard himself, but he could not ignore others.

Especially Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng, the two elders are already old, at this point, if they were to face the Hidden Place, just the psychological pressure would be enough to defeat them.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng decided to face the Monk Hua alone!

"Don't interfere. I'll settle this matter."

Ye Feng's face was gloomy. With a wave of his hand, Innate Qi scattered and pushed Su Menghan and the others away. Lin Shiqing who had no cultivation was pushed back by a few metres by the wind, raising his head to look at Ye Feng's back nervously.

Ye Feng was alone, facing Monk Hua and the beautiful white-clothed girl!

After hearing the whispers of some people, Ye Feng finally knew that the beautiful girl in white was called Hua Wuxue, was also the ancestor and grandson of the Monk Hua, and was Hua Yeqing's cousin.

The cultivation resources of Hidden Place were completely incomparable to those of the other sects in the martial arts world!

Moreover, the rules of the Hidden Place s were all passed down from one person to another. Unless someone from the outside world reached a hundred and fifty years of age, they would be able to eliminate some unskilled disciple from the Hidden Place.

Twenty years old, fifty-eight years old, this was practically the treatment the disciples of the great sects in Cultivation World enjoyed! Without so much treatment, there would never be so many Unusual Sacred Objects for others to absorb and raise their cultivation.

It was a pity that Hua Wuxue was also training in the Martial Arts Secret, but not the Cultivation Rhyme, and his strength was only equivalent to the Cultivation World's thirty years of Divine Power Cultivation.

In other words, if Ye Feng were to fight with her, he would still be able to easily obtain victory.

Hua Wuxue followed him out of the Hidden Place, it was clear that she was only following the Monk Hua for a bit. When she saw that the Monk Hua wanted to take action, she immediately retreated, and went to the side to watch the battle like a fairy, attracting the attention of countless young talents.

"Eight Extreme Emperor Fist!"

The Monk Hua did not hesitate as he punched towards Ye Feng's direction without warning.

Ye Feng had long since locked onto his opponent with his mind consciousness, and instantly felt an extremely overbearing aura sweeping over, causing him to barely have time to react. He only had enough time to use Chen Xing Shield, and his entire body was blasted flying.

The Eight Extreme Emperor Fist was a martial art that even Ye Wentian had never heard of, but it was extremely powerful.

"This Monk Hua is too strong!"

Ye Feng was sent flying with a punch, blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth. He could feel that the red-robed monk in front of him was definitely not someone who was as simple as he had been for one hundred and fifty-five years. Not to mention that the other party had only used his bare hands, just by looking at the gourd at his waist, Ye Feng knew that he was no longer a match for the other party.

It was because that bottle gourd was actually a Great Divine Utensils treasure. Although the Monk Hua did not display its true power without the Innate Qi, it still had its amplification effects on the Immortal Art and martial arts.

The use of treasures could not be ignored. If not for Dragon Sword Ring's Innate Qi, forget about Immortal Chong Hua, just Wuma Changfeng alone would be able to beat Ye Feng up to the point that he was looking for his teeth.

Ye Feng's Void Sword Dance was so powerful, all thanks to the added bonus from the Innate Qi.

"You are wise to not involve others."

After finishing his punch, Monk Hua snorted in disdain: "It doesn't matter where you come from, as long as you're an evil being, you won't be able to escape death today! Unless that big fish behind you comes out to save you ? "

"Then you've got the wrong idea."

Ye Feng shook his head and stood up. "My master has already left for the desert.

After understanding the other party's goal, Ye Feng started to speak like this.

"What?"

Just as expected, Monk Hua's face changed when he heard that.

"That's the truth."

Ye Feng was not afraid at all as he raised his head to look at Monk Hua.

The two of them exchanged words, causing the surrounding people to break out in a cold sweat.

Ye Feng's mouth revealed traces of blood, Su Menghan's heart was as sharp as a knife, she very rarely saw Ye Feng like this, which showed just how powerful Monk Hua was! But she remembered Ye Feng's words, she did not casually interfere, even if she wanted to interfere, she had to do so at the critical moment.

The elite members of the National Security Agency, Geng Chaoyang, and the other members of the National Security Agency, were protecting Lin Hongchuan and Lin Shiqing.

Lin Shiqing wanted to rush over, but he was stopped by Geng Chaoyang, "Miss Lin, it's dangerous ahead. For a brat like you, it's not wise to risk your life!"

"That's right, we should just wait and see."

Quan Changsong said the same thing, even if he was from a conservative faction, he had no choice but to agree with Geng Chaoyang: "The current situation, is obviously because of the conflict in the martial arts world, us National Security Agency do not need to help, but if something unexpected happens, this place will be razed to the ground, and no one will be able to escape."

The National Security Agency, of course, had already locked onto the Taiji Square from the shadows.

It was precisely because of this that they, the National Security Agency, were able to move freely here, because they did not dare to make a move against them.

"How is it?"

On the side, Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng began discussing, but facing the people from the Hidden Place, the two elders deeply felt a sense of powerlessness.

"No, I can only act according to the circumstances. If Feng Er is in danger, I will risk my life to make him live."

Ye Wentian let out a light snort, expressing his determination.

At this moment, everyone present, whether it was Taiji Temple, Super Fist Sect or even Zi Zhen Sword Faction, had their attention focused on this side. Their minds were constantly affected by Monk Hua's actions.

Such a strong expert was already the strongest person they'd ever seen in their entire lives.

"Eight Extreme Emperor Fist!"

Seeing that Ye Feng seemed unconvinced, Monk Hua waved his fist, and the fist wind was immediately about to sweep towards Ye Feng again.

"Wait, I have an idea. Can we discuss it?"

Seeing that, Ye Feng waved his hand to interrupt the other party.