Chapter 1855: Kicked Out

Chapter 1855: Kicked Out

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang also looked at the people in the hall. The "Master Yu" was in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm, while the other four aliens were in the late stage.

The person who spoke at this time was the middle-aged alien from before.

He looked at Ye Chunyang and others with disdain.

Zhang Yunqing looked at the middle-aged alien, "What do you mean by this?"

"It seems that Master Yu didn't tell you?" The middle-aged alien glanced at Zhang Yunqing and sneered, "At present, the four of us are foreign aid hired by Master Yu. You can go back to where you came from."

The middle-aged alien had dark green eyes and a cold breath. The other three crossed their hands in their sleeves and sat there indifferently. Their eyes looking at Ye Chunyang and others also contained a hint of sarcasm.

Including the middle-aged alien, the four people were filled with a demonic aura, as if they were people of the demon race.

Zhang Yunqing frowned and looked at "Master Yu".

"Oh, I forgot to tell Fellow Daoist Zhang about this. These people are fellow Daoists of the demon clan. They are here to help me participate in the Tianpeng clan event." Yu Feiyu said.

Zhang Yunqing's face darkened, and he said, "Master Yu has promised to help me before, but now he invites outsiders. Isn't that a breach of trust?"

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zhang, I don't mean that." Yu Feiyu raised his hand and said.

"What does Master Yu mean?" Zhang Yunqing said gloomily. Yu Feiyu actually went back on his word, which made him extremely embarrassed.

Yu Feiyu said, "Although I had a long talk with Fellow Daoist Zhang before, I am still considering whether to really invite Brother Zhang as an outsider for this event."

Zhang Yunqing snorted, and his face looked very bad.

Yu Feiyu smiled, looked at the four demon clan members on both sides, and continued, "In fact, today I invited four fellow Daoists of the demon clan to come here to discuss this matter, and the specific result has not yet been determined."

Hearing this, Zhang Yunqing's eyes condensed.

Yu Feiyu's intention was very clear. He wanted to choose the strongest party from both of them.

To put it bluntly, he wanted them to fight. No wonder the four demon cultivators showed hostility when they saw them.

After Yu Feiyu finished speaking, he sat in front with a smile, and his temperament was gentle.

"Master Yu, it is said that the nobles have always been at odds with the human race. If you invite these people to be foreign aid for the event, I am afraid they will be rejected by the tribe. Why don't I sweep them out for you, and then let us demons assist you. With us, you will definitely win the first place in the event." The middle-aged alien laughed.

Without waiting for Yu Feiyu to speak, the middle-aged alien stood up after speaking, and a cold breath came from his body, pointing directly at Ye Chunyang and the other four.

Yu Feiyu's eyes flashed, and he just smiled at this scene.

"Hmph, a few demons dare to speak nonsense here, I will teach you a lesson first!" Zhang Ling'er was furious. She had long been fed up with these demon cultivators. Seeing them provoking her like this, how could she hold back?

She stood up with a cold face, slapped her hands on her body, and the red wind chime tied around her waist flew out, and a clear sound immediately rang out around her.

Waves of sound waves came, the void trembled, and everyone felt a sharp pain like a tear in the eardrum, and had to use the skills to resist it. Zhang Ling'er looked petite, but her cultivation had also reached the late stage of the transformation of the spirit, which showed her natural magical powers.

"Little girl, you are so presumptuous!"

The middle-aged alien sneered, and the demonic energy around him was released, sweeping like a gust of wind, and the sound waves emitted from Zhang Ling'er's wind chime were actually dispersed by it, and then he suddenly took a step forward.

"Boom!"

A low sound was heard, and a green light appeared in his palm with a backhand wave, which turned into an oil lamp. The oil lamp was simple in texture, with strange green flames dancing and a strong demonic aura.

The firelight gently circled on the wind chime, and the light of the red wind chime that Zhang Linger had sacrificed suddenly dimmed, and the spiritual energy was greatly reduced in an instant. Then the middle-aged man activated a spell, and the fire in the oil lamp rose wildly, directly covering Zhang Linger.

"Little sister, retreat quickly!"

Zhang Yunqing saw this and looked stern, and hurried forward to pull Zhang Linger back, but it was too late. Under the surge of green flames, both of them were repelled.

Zhang Linger took back the wind chime, which was filled with a strange green smoke, which was actually eroding the spiritual power of her magic weapon.

"What a demonic lamp!"

Zhang Yunqing activated the spell and touched Zhang Linger's wind chime, and the green smoke gradually dissipated, and then looked at the oil lamp in the middle-aged man's hand with a cold face.

Zhang Linger's wind chime was a magic treasure made by an old man in the clan. It had extraordinary spiritual power, but most of its spiritual power was burned by the demon fire in the oil lamp. It can be seen that the demon lamp was also extraordinary.

"Hehe, with this little trick, you still want to be Mr. Yu's foreign aid. Such a small character will only drag Mr. Yu down." The middle-aged man said proudly: "Mr., in my opinion, these human races are not very good. Just drive them down the mountain. It's really an eyesore to stay here."

"You old man, I was caught off guard just now. Let's fight again if you have the guts!" Zhang Linger was angry. Her magic weapon was originally a spiritual treasure with extraordinary spiritual power. Now most of its spiritual power was destroyed. If she wants to recover, she has to sacrifice it again.

Of course, this is not a difficult task for her. She only needs to use her true essence to warm it for a period of time. It's just that this middle-aged man of the demon clan made her very unhappy and she was determined to beat him up.

"You are quite arrogant, little girl. You probably reached the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation by relying on the magic medicine fed by your elders, right? I advise you to leave quickly. I can't afford to fight with you." The young demon said contemptuously.

Yu Feiyu frowned slightly and looked at Zhang Yunqing.

Zhang Yunqing sighed and pulled Zhang Linger back, "Forget it, in that case, let's go!"

Zhang Yunqing was unwilling to give up. If they really had to fight, they would not be afraid of the middle-aged demon. But if they fought, the other three would not stand idly by, and then the two brothers and sisters would not have much chance of winning.

"Hehe, a few human cultivators, who are not strong enough, dare to come here to pretend. It's really ridiculous." The middle-aged demon sneered, not taking Ye Chunyang and his party seriously at all.

Zhang Yunqing's face was filled with shock and anger, but after looking at Yu Feiyu, he finally said nothing and pulled Zhang Linger to leave.

"A few ignorant demons dare to act violently here. I want to see who will kick whom out?"

At this moment, a figure stood up.

Everyone was stunned. They saw the cold cultivator next to Ye Chunyang as fast as the wind. His words were cold, his face was expressionless, and he suddenly slapped out with one hand.

Zhang Yunqing was surprised. This person was Ye Chunyang's "senior brother", Ye Xiaobao.

He hurriedly shouted: "Daoyou Xiaobao, be careful, the magic weapon of that demon cultivator is extremely powerful."

"How dare you! Since you want to die, I will help you!"

The middle-aged demon was furious. He urged the oil lamp in his hand to rise again. Green flames rose into the sky, and a strange demonic aura filled the whole hall. The whole hall was filled with a fierce murderous aura.

This time, the green flames in the oil lamp were obviously more powerful than when it was used to deal with Zhang Ling'er. As soon as it appeared, the fire was blazing, and the void was full of green smoke.

The other three demon cultivators looked at this scene coldly.

They knew the power of the middle-aged man's demon lamp. Zhang Ling'er's wind chime magic weapon was directly damaged by the green flame. Most of her spiritual power was directly damaged. Now this young man didn't even sacrifice his treasure. He wanted to fight with him with magic power alone. It was simply overestimating his own ability.

But just when the three demon cultivators had this idea, their faces suddenly froze.

Ye Xiaobao raised his palm, his five fingers like a dragon, and then a strong wind enveloped it, turning it into a palm print and slapping the green flame in the field fiercely.

"Boom!"

The surrounding strong winds rolled back, and the surging spiritual energy ran wild. The demon lamp made a muffled sound, and the fire was extinguished in an instant, while the cold-faced young man stood in the green flame without any injury.

The middle-aged man was shocked.

But before he could react, Ye Xiaobao suddenly slapped back with his palm, and the demon lamp in the middle-aged man's hand was shattered, and his body was also knocked several feet away. His whole body made crackling sounds, and he vomited a mouthful of blood and immediately lost consciousness.

"What?"

The faces of the other three demon cultivators changed when they saw this scene.

Next to the middle-aged man who fainted, an old man stood up and said angrily: "You are so cruel, kid, do you want to make a deadly enemy with us?"

"Too much nonsense!"

Ye Xiaobao's face was as cold as ice. He didn't even look at the three people and sent out another palm print.

The tyrannical mana swept through like a storm, and there were constant explosions in the air. The whole cave was shaking wildly with him as the center.

"Arrogant!"

The three demon cultivators were furious and stood up together. The demon mist on their bodies was surging. They cast several spells with one hand and attacked Ye Xiaobao together.

But then the three of them suddenly felt a huge spiritual pressure coming down. The mana in their bodies retreated like a tide and was suppressed. Then a cold breath came, and the three of them suddenly made an explosion, and their bodies were crushed by a millstone.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The giant palm fell, and the three demon cultivators screamed one after another, lying directly on the ground with their eyes rolled back, motionless.

"This?"

Zhang Yunqing rubbed his eyes and looked at the indifferent young man in front of him, his heart was filled with shock!

Zhang Linger also opened her mouth slightly, her face full of disbelief.

Ye Xiaobao, he actually knocked out three demon cultivators of the same level with just one slap?

Their brother and sister's cultivation was also in the late stage of the transformation of the spirit. It was no problem for them to deal with one of the four demon cultivators alone, but how could they be as terrifying as Ye Xiaobao?

Yu Feiyu sat there, his eyes also widened, his expression was extremely strange.

Just now he saw clearly that Ye Xiaobao didn't even use his magic weapon, and he blew up the middle-aged man's demon lamp with his own strength, and then he slapped the other three people to the ground.

These four demon cultivators in the late stage of the transformation of the spirit didn't even have the slightest power to fight back in front of him.

"This person's magical power is so strong. If he can be my external aid, who can compete with me in this Tianpeng event?"

Yu Feiyu looked at Ye Xiaobao, his eyes were very excited!