The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 2012 Helping You Out
The reason why he rushed to Ye Feng's side and called him "Senior Ye Feng" was because while he was running for his life, he heard a deep and heart-shaking roar coming from this direction.

Then he witnessed with his own eyes the shattering of flowers, trees, and rocks in a large area, and he was sure that the person who made the whistle must have very strong cultivation.

Only people with strong cultivation can save him and his uncle.

The reason why Monk Minghui didn't recognize Ye Feng was because when he teamed up to hunt the golden-horned unicorn leopard, Ye Feng was dressed with one eye and changed his appearance.

"Two bald donkeys, it's useless to ask anyone for help. Your ending is only one word, death!"

Just when Monk Minghui closed the distance between himself and Ye Feng to 200 meters, the speed of five people in black suddenly increased and surrounded Monk Minghui and the old monk in his arms.

Ye Feng glanced at the five people dressed in black. From the aura erupting from their bodies, Ye Feng guessed that the five people should be ghost cultivators.

On the left chest of the five people's black clothes, there is a strange twisted red pattern embroidered on them. The pattern seems to be the word "Yin Sha".

Among the five people, the leader is an old man with a skinny face.

The old man's eyes were somewhat sunken, his cheekbones were raised, and he held a black ghost disk in his skinny hand.

The other four people held soul-seducing knives, soul-seducing claws, soul-seizing ropes, and soul-seducing guns in their hands.

The four of them stared at Monk Minghui with coldness and jest in their eyes.

The strength of these four people are all at the peak level of lower-level spiritual saints.

With the strength of these four people, if they cooperate properly, it is not difficult to kill a strong man in the middle-level spiritual saint realm.

"Bald donkey, I didn't realize it, but you run quite fast." The tall and thin man holding the seduction gun mocked.

Monk Minghui looked pale, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. With the last trace of hope in his eyes, he looked ahead at the calm-looking young man in white.

"Senior, I will use my own life to resist these five people. Please save my uncle's life no matter what, our Vajra Sect will definitely reward you heavily!" Monk Minghui's tone was full of pleading.

Seeing Monk Minghui asking for help from the young man again, the lanky man's face became even more playful: "Bald Donkey, you are really naive. What makes you think that boy will save you?"

"Perhaps this is what happens when people are anxious and crazy. I really hope that kid will save them. My knife has not drank blood for some time." The short, fat man in black holding the soul-stirring knife looked at Ye Feng and laughed. said.

"I will save you." Ye Feng was silent for a moment and finally said.

Ye Feng doesn't want to meddle in other people's business, nor does he want to be a bad guy.But he and Monk Minghui met each other after all, and it was fate that they met here again today.

"Thank you, senior!" Monk Minghui quickly expressed his gratitude.

"Young boy, you are so brazen and dare to meddle in our Yinsha Sect's business, then I will let you become the dead soul under my sword first!" The short and fat man sneered, and on the soul seducing knife in his hand, black light bloomed, and it was full of ghostly energy.

After saying that, the short and fat man flashed, as fast as a ghost, and the soul-enchanting knife in his hand burst out with a sharp black blade that looked like a real substance.

The black sword light, which was more than ten feet long, slashed down on Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and the bright star light condensed on his right fist, and he punched out.

Bang!
After an explosion, the black sword light immediately dispersed.

The fist light that shattered the sword light did not dissipate, but hit the short and fat man firmly.

"puff!"

The short, fat man spurted a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and then hit the ground heavily.

The power of a punch is so powerful.

Such a scene made the expressions of the other three men in black change drastically.The skinny old man also narrowed his eyes slightly.

Monk Minghui's eyes lit up.

Vaguely, he felt that this young man was somewhat familiar. He seemed to have seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

"Cough, cough... damn brat!" The short, fat man stood up from the ground with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Ye Feng with cold eyes.

Being knocked away with a punch, in front of his fellow disciples, this was not to mention humiliating for a short and fat man.

Ye Feng ignored the short and fat man's gaze, looked at the skinny old man holding the ghost disk, and said in a calm voice: "You go, I will save these two people."

"You brat, it was just because the fat man didn't check for a moment that you fell into your trap! There is no way to save these two bald asses!" the short, fat man said in a sinister voice.

The skinny old man also said in a gloomy voice: "Yes, although you have some abilities, I don't agree with you if you want to save these two bald donkeys."

After the words fell, the skinny old man urged the black ghost disk in his hand.Black gas instantly filled the Yinhun Disk, and a huge ball of black gas shot straight into the air.

"Woooo..."

In the huge black air, there was a terrible ghost crying and whimpering sound, which was very sad.

Five of the ghosts had relatively clear facial features, and they exuded a powerful and terrifying aura that was comparable to those in the Spiritual Saint Realm.

Ye Feng's expression couldn't help but become serious.

Yin soul, also called Yin spirit, is a kind of ghost that is mostly born in cemeteries and places with strong Yin evil spirit.Some cultivators' grievances linger after death, and by chance, ghosts may form.

Yin souls like to suck the energy contained in human essence and blood. The stronger the immortal cultivator, the more energy is contained in the essence and blood, which is a great tonic for Yin souls.

"Five evil spirits, drain his essence and blood!" The skinny old man stared at Ye Feng and gave the order.

Upon hearing the instructions of the skinny old man, the five strongest ghosts in the black air let out a terrifying scream, and in their dark pupils, there were ghostly fires beating.

call out……!
The five most powerful ghosts, carrying hundreds of ghosts in the black air, flew down towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, five jade tablets appeared in front of him.

Then Ye Feng quickly moved his right index finger to draw a talisman in the air!

Rune patterns were outlined out of thin air by Ye Feng's right index finger.

With the last touch of the index finger of Ye Feng's right hand, the talisman pattern sank into the jade tablet, and the five jade talismans took shape in an instant.

Seeing Ye Feng completing five talismans in an instant, the skinny old man's eyes narrowed.

"Drawing talisman in the air and adding some talisman techniques!?" The skinny old man still had some understanding of talismanism and saw the magical method Ye Feng performed.

Ye Feng flicked his fingers, and the five jade talismans shattered at the same time, turning into five tall ghost soldiers, each facing the five ghosts rushing towards them.

The five ghost soldiers held a mace full of spikes in one hand and a black shield in the other. They were seven or eight meters tall and looked terrifying.

"This is...a fourth-level ghost exorcism talisman!?" The appearance of the five ghost soldiers shocked the skinny old man, and his face became more and more gloomy.

The five ghosts spit out black ghost fire from their mouths and burned them towards the five ghost soldiers.

The five ghost soldiers raised their fire shields to resist the onslaught of black will-o'-the-wisps, then waved their maces and charged forward.

(End of this chapter)