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Ye Feng made his move, showing no mercy.

Although they were three opponents with fifty years of cultivation, they were not challenging Ye Feng at all. Forget about everything else, the cultivation of the Gabonese Tribe was much higher than these three. Furthermore, the silver shields that were purely refined from Silver Meteorite Sand were all severely injured by Ye Feng's sword.

In the blink of an eye, the deep blue colored sword light engulfed the four of them.

"Fifty years of cultivation. Too powerful."

Ye Feng felt the power of the Deep Blue Sword and couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

Taiji Void Sword!

Ye Feng immediately unleashed his own killing move. Streak after streak of eerie blue sword light, completely surrounded Long Teng Prince and the other four people, causing them all to become alarmed.

"Do it, kill him!"

I hope that you and your fellow Tribal Priest will use the Curse Spell to defeat Ye Feng. But when they looked around, they realized that Ye Feng's figure had actually disappeared without a trace!

As for those dark blue sword rays, they came at them from an extremely tricky angle. No matter how they dodged, they were unable to dodge them.

One, two, three, four...

After Ye Feng's cultivation had increased to fifty-two years, the number of sword lights that he was able to wave around had also increased to close to a hundred. They were like a torrent of water. The ninety nine dark blue sword beams instantly enveloped the four people from Long Teng Prince.

Towards that Ai Shiyuan's disciple, Sal Tribe's traitor Mahlke, Ye Feng was of course preparing to kill him together.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

The power of one Taiji Void Sword was even stronger than the original Tai Chi Sword Dance by three points. The four people of Long Teng Prince didn't even have the slightest chance of resisting before they were all killed one by one. The four corpses' bodies were covered with sword wounds, and with a few "putong", they fell onto the ground.

Shua! Shua!

As the Sword Qi dissipated, Ye Feng's figure appeared on stage once again, and at that moment, the surrounding Gabonese Tribe Warriors who were going door to door in search all looked over, stopping their movements. They opened their eyes and mouths wide, as though they did not dare believe what was happening.

He actually killed the three powerful Priests of Long Teng Tribe, who exactly was this person dressed in black?

Could it be that this was the Sal Tribe's hidden secret weapon?

All of them felt a chill run down their spines, they looked at Ye Feng, then at the slim and graceful Ai Shiyuan at the entrance of the tribe, and suddenly did not know what to do.

"You were forced by the people of the Long Teng Tribe, so I won't make things difficult for you."

Ye Feng looked around, and when he saw that there were seventy to eighty warriors from the Gabonese Tribe searching for him, he smirked and spread out his divine sense in all directions, "As long as you swear to surrender to the Sal Tribe, you will be a member of the Sal Tribe from now on. Otherwise, go to hell to accompany the Long Teng Prince."

When these words came out, the Gabonese Tribe warriors looked at each other in dismay even more.

They did not know who Ye Feng was, but he had actually killed the Prince of Long Teng Tribe, who was the eldest son of the Tribal Priest! If they stayed and joined the Sal Tribe, wouldn't they be fighting against the Long Teng Tribe in the future?

At that time, even if you wish to die, you will be unable to do so...

And now, many of them looked at each other and simultaneously made the decision to run!

There were so many people present, they didn't believe that Ye Feng could kill all of them. As long as one person escaped to Long Teng Tribe, their life would be more comfortable.

Many people were tempted by this idea and ran away from the tribe without a second thought.

"Want to run?" "He's too naive."

Ye Feng looked at them indifferently, with a wave of his hand, he placed Deep Blue Sword below him.

With a speed of two hundred meters per second, he was able to travel through the entire tribe in an instant, and with every move he made, the eerie blue sword light flashed, and the Super Hot Fireball attacked precisely. Numerous fleeing Gabonese Tribe Warriors were killed on the spot with their hands, and not even the remains of the white flames could be seen.

Floating erratically, in the blink of an eye, his ten thousand kilometers made Ye Feng look like a demon from hell. The blue colored sword light was a scythe that was rushing one's life.

The thirty to fifty people who had not run away or were just about to run away instantly stopped, their bodies covered in cold sweat. They no longer dared to move, and all of them knelt on the ground, prostrating themselves in Ye Feng's direction while shouting something.

It was very clear that they had submitted, and the one that had submitted was not Ai Shiyuan, but Ye Feng.

"If you knew this would happen, why would you have done so?"

Ye Feng indifferently landed beside Ai Shiyuan, and finally brought the dumbstruck her into the tribe.

The forty odd people of the Gabonese Tribe had successfully become members of the Sal Tribe. With Ye Feng there, Ai Shiyuan was not too worried about the Long Teng Tribe coming to take revenge. After all, Ye Feng's reinforcements were the Legacy of the Ancient Gods.

What she didn't know was that that Golden Giant Legs wasn't something that Ye Feng could call over just because he wanted to ?

Ye Feng first burnt all the corpses that littered the area, then got Ai Shiyuan to arrange for a relatively spacious wooden hut for him. He also prepared a few other wooden houses and planned to leave them for Su Menghan and the others to stay in.

As for Ye Feng, he first moved Su Feiying's Ice Star Tomb into his own hut and placed it in a corner, protecting it at all times.

The group of people from the Sal Tribe were all shocked when they saw Ai Shiyuan's true face. Previously, when they looked at Ai Shiyuan, they could only see the black shadow.

Finally, Ai Shiyuan heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, because Ye Feng was here, she no longer had to hide anything, even if it was someone from Long Teng Tribe, she was confident that Ye Feng would beat him back.

She was that naive, so trusting of Ye Feng, this brave youth who suddenly appeared in front of her.

In the crowd, Chen Jianxiong and Tang Qingtian, who were raising horses and picking up dung, were equally dumbstruck when they saw Ai Shiyuan's true face. They did not expect that the High Priest, who made them wish they were dead, would actually be such a beauty.

And Ye Feng, had even become the entire tribe's hero!

The two of them looked at each other, seeing hope in each other's eyes. In any case, Ye Feng came from Earth with them, should they find an opportunity to plead with Ye Feng?

For the sake of life, freedom and dignity, the two old men couldn't care less anymore. What relationship did Ye Feng have with them before?

As long as Ye Feng could get them out of their current situation, they would be willing to kneel for him!

One had to know that in order to survive, these two old men could even treat the disciples of their own sects as food. What did kneeling count for?

Ye Feng did not know what the two were thinking.

He had his divine sense, but he didn't use mental reading techniques. Even if Cha Yan talked about the two's little movements, he didn't know what their plans were.

He rested for a while inside the wooden house, waiting for the tribesmen to bring back the mature Fire Dragon's corpse and prepare to refine it. However, at this time, when he scanned the outside with his spiritual sense, he couldn't help but be stunned.

What's going on with Xiao Ai?

With his Spiritual Sense, he discovered that Ai Shiyuan had changed into a skintight dress made out of pure black lace. She was currently shyly coming to the front of his wooden house.