My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 308 The Wind Brings Chill
The door was opened gently.

Cui Feng narrowed his eyes, his old gaze focused forward like a sharp sword.

The figure who walked in from outside the door was a practitioner from the Cui family.

He had been pacing outside the door. When he saw the door was opened, he was stunned for a moment. Then, with a trace of respect, he hurried in.

"Master, I have something important to report."

own people?
Why do our own people care so much?

"Get out! Can't you see I'm still taking a bath?" Cui Feng said angrily.

But the cultivator did not listen to the words of the head of the family at this moment. Instead, he let out a long sigh of relief after walking into the room.

He then turned around and spoke to the empty space behind him in a more respectful tone, even bowing slightly, with a hint of panic and fear.

"Sir, I brought you in as you asked. Can you please let me go?"

No, what do you mean?
Who to bring in?

Under Cui Feng's astonished gaze, a figure slowly emerged behind the cultivator, as if walking out of the air.

[Ghost] Although the ghost hand cannot be used, as long as it merges with the ghost, it can still [Hide]

Although Ye Wuyou could break the formation with the help of the narrator's guidance, it would be time-consuming and laborious, and would alert the enemy.

So Ye Wuyou followed the cultivator from the Cui family in.

"Good acting."

Ye Wuyou's words reached the cultivator's ears, and the latter was stunned, but then he took quick steps, broke the window and left.

Cui Feng's expression gradually turned cold, and he looked at Ye Wuyou who suddenly appeared and said coldly.

"What brings you here in the middle of the night?"

What a young Fifth Realm Yuheng.

Cui Feng secretly felt emotional in his heart, but did not take any other action.

The opponent was only at the fifth realm, so Cui Feng did not take him seriously.

Ye Wuyou had actually been sizing up the Patriarch of the Cui family in front of him.

As he expected, the opponent was a person of the Sixth Realm of Heavenly Power.

But right now...

A faint smile appeared on Ye Wuyou's face at this moment.

He was laughed out of anger.

He slightly side-glanced at the woman in the corner whose underwear was in disarray, then looked back to the front and asked with a smile.

"Were you bathing just now?"

Cui Feng looked gloomy.

"I am asking you, sir. You are not an unknown person in your cultivation. What is it that you are doing..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Because the rapid energy has come along with the voice.

"Why don't you get up? Are you addicted to taking a bath? I'm going to smash your bathtub." Ye Wuyou cursed angrily.

"Damn it, why don't you leave first, otherwise how can I get up and get dressed!" The head of the Cui family roared angrily, unwilling to be outdone.

The large wooden barrel was broken into pieces, and water splashed all over the ground.

Ye Wuyou took a step forward at this moment.

"Ah ah ah..."

A woman's scream rang in her ears, but it turned out to be the disheveled woman who was standing there in a daze. When she saw Ye Wuyou's gaze, she trembled all over and muttered.

"No, don't come over here. I was deceived. I didn't do anything bad..."

The woman's voice was extremely strange, and Ye Wuyou's eyes paused slightly.

So he uttered a few words and walked out.

“It turned out to be a clamp.”

What does the clamp mean? The woman didn't understand.

But two figures had already jumped out of the pavilion one after the other.

In other words, it was the head of the family who was knocked out of the building by the latter, smashing the wall.

Cui Feng's expression was extremely gloomy at this moment, and the pressure of the Six Realms Heavenly Power was undisguisedly permeating the mountain city under the night sky.

But facing Ye Wuyou's attack at this moment, he felt a little restrained for some reason.

Moreover, he was clearly in the sixth realm, but at the moment he was in a stalemate with the opponent.

The young man's body was too strong, and his figure too ghostly and agile, so he was unable to defeat him for a while.

"Boy, if you have the guts, let me put on my clothes first." Cui Feng said angrily.

Ye Wuyou didn't care. He chased after the opponent with a sharp aura again, and then with a punch, he knocked the opponent down from the air.

A happy smile had unconsciously appeared on his face at this moment, and even Ye Wuyou himself did not notice it.

At this moment, he just felt extremely happy in his heart. The guy in front of him was much weaker than Lu Chen, and far inferior to Luo Qinghan, but he was still in the sixth realm, a sixth realm that was difficult to kill.

Where else in the world can you find such a suitable sandbag?

Ye Wuyou is unable to use his weirdness now, but the use of Dharma is also banned here, which undoubtedly weakens the strength of the opponent who is a genuine sixth realm cultivator.

He was unable to display his true Dharma image, and could only rely on the harmony of the zither and sword. Ye Wuyou's Dharma image might not be able to gain an advantage over the opponent.

Relying solely on supernatural powers, before Ye Wuyou's energy was exhausted, the gap between the fifth realm and the sixth realm was infinitely narrowed.

A cold voice came from the sky.

"You old thing are really ridiculous. It doesn't matter whether you wear it or not. No one will look at it anyway. Unlike me, people will want to look at it whether I wear it or not."

"Boy, you are shameless."

Cui Feng stood on the ground, feeling so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

He looked around quickly and saw that the practitioners of the Cui family were lying on the ground with their limbs spread out. They were all injured, breathing weakly, and unable to get up.

What a bunch of bastards and useless people. It would be better if they all died. Why keep them alive?
Cui Feng was wondering if anyone else would come to support him.

After all, his aura has already been revealed, and the other families will definitely come after noticing it.

Moreover, there is another person from the Cui family who is also in the city at this moment.

"Am I shameless?"

Ye Wuyou's figure swooped down from the air, with a black long sword in his hand.

A vortex of wind and thunder spread out from the blade of the sword. Cui Feng had a cold expression and used his magic power to block it.

This is the magical power of the Sixth Realm Heavenly Power. Although the opponent's sword moves are impressive, how can he withstand my magical power?
But Ye Wuyou didn't care about this sword move at all. Instead, there seemed to be ripples flashing under his feet. When he appeared again, he had already passed the magical power and came in front of the opponent.

Cui Feng's pupils shrank slightly. This magical power...

[Shinto Technique - Shrinking the Earth into an Inch]

The old figure was knocked away by a punch, and Ye Wuyou rushed up again.

"Spreading rumors, misleading people, disrupting the market, and encroaching on industries, isn't that shameless?"

Ye Wuyou raised his hand, and as soon as the words came out, he threw another punch. "You're provocative with your words, you're bullying the weak, you're making up lies, and you're trying to kill people. Isn't that shameless?"

Cui Feng's hands, which were used to block, were broken by a punch and he retreated again and again.

"He takes advantage of his power to bully others. He has his own residence, but he takes it away from others, and he gets satisfaction from watching others suffer. Isn't that shameless?"

On Cui Feng's old face, the pupils shrank slightly. It turned out that he came for the Luo family?

He seemed to know who the young man in front of him was.

But I don’t know what the other party wants to do.

"Who will understand what I'm saying? What do you want to do, kid? Do you think you can kill me?" Cui Feng said angrily.

"Kill you? I have no grudge against you, so why should I kill you?" Ye Wuyou said coldly.

"Then why are you doing now?" There was a thoughtful look in Cui Feng's eyes.

"Give up resistance, kneel down and apologize to Master Luo. I will not decide your life or death. Your life or death will be decided by her." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

Cui Feng laughed angrily, "She is worthy?"

"Boy, I think you are a talented person. We can only get to know each other after fighting. Instead of working for that weak and ugly girl, why don't you join the Cui family?"

"If you have any relationship with her, it doesn't matter. The Luo family will be ours sooner or later. Then we can send her to you as a slave. After all, she was once the head of a family. With the mask on, this identity is still very tempting."

Cui Yuan said this with a bewitching tone.

The young man in front of me is handsome and of extraordinary realm, so he should not lack women around him.

It couldn't be that he was attracted by the devil-like girl, right? It could only be that Luo Yue had used the benefits to lure the young man to stay, or some evil technique? Or was it a furnace?
Ye Wuyou said nothing, but just looked at the old man deeply.

Cui Feng looked at Ye Wuyou's changes and laughed secretly in his heart.

Good birds choose trees to roost in.

How could the declining Luo family possibly compare to the thriving Cui family?

He was about to open his mouth to persuade him again, but the old face was distorted by a punch, and the boundless aura destroyed everything fiercely, and the flesh and blood scattered, revealing the eerie white bones.

This time, Ye Wuyou did not hold back at all.

At such a close distance, Cui Feng's magical power was also used on Ye Wuyou, accompanied by the old man's ferocious voice and a loud bang.

"Death to me."

Starting from the two people's figures, the surrounding ground on the long street collapsed layer by layer.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Cui Feng's figure had retreated dozens of feet. At this moment, only half of his skin was left on his old face, and the rest was just bones.

He was now breathing heavily and looking forward.

Ye Wuyou's body only retreated a few feet. There was a blood hole in his chest that was pierced by the magical power, but at this moment it was recovering little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seems that Ye Wuyou is seriously injured, but his breath is still steady, while the head of the Cui family has lost his breath.

The gap between the two is obvious.

There was a gloom in Cui Feng's eyes.

Perhaps it was because the life of being the head of the family was too comfortable and Cui Feng had not taken action for many years. He felt that some of his methods were extremely unfamiliar. Once upon a time, he had also worked his way up to the position of head of the family step by step.

Seeing Cui Feng's gloomy expression, Ye Wuyou just lowered his head to look at the wound on his chest, then slowly raised his head, looked directly at the other party, and pointed at his forehead.

"You should aim here."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, ripples flashed under his feet, and he appeared in front of the old man.

The blade spun and danced in his hand, a clear blade light flashed in the night, and then it suddenly chopped down.

A powerful aura suddenly appeared in front of the old man, which was a magical power that was far more powerful than that of the head of the Cui family.

The illusory spear of energy was powerful enough to pierce gold and split stone. The blade was blocked, and then another spear was used to push Ye Wuyou back.

The young woman in the night was wearing a tight blue dress, holding a spear, and speaking in a clear voice.

"Stay away from the master of the house."

The naked old man on the street slowly stood up. The head of the Cui family, whose eyes were already filled with horror, now had a bright light in his eyes, and his pupils showed a clear light among the eerie white bones.

"Cui Sanniang, you're too late." The old man's voice was filled with anger and accusation, without a trace of gratitude.

The woman in blue called Cui Sanniang frowned and said nothing.

"Why did you come so late? Why didn't you stay in the building but went out alone?" The head of the Cui family was relentless.

Cui Sanniang took a deep breath.

Damn, the old guy has something wrong with his brain.

You guys are a bunch of men in the building, you guys are having a party every day instead of practicing, why should I stay in the building? Do I have to join you?

She just went out by herself in the evening, found a restaurant, and ordered a mountain city specialty hotpot.

The food had just come out of the pot and he hurried over without even taking a single bite.

Sanniang didn't say anything, and the head of the Cui family didn't bother her any more.

With Sanniang, a sixth-level martial artist, in front of him, Patriarch Cui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, what he practiced was not martial arts, but magic. Ye Wuyou had always been able to get close to him with his magical skills, and he was unable to use his magic, so it was really difficult to deal with him.

But then the old man's eyes revealed undisguised anger, and he looked straight at Ye Wuyou in front of him.

Cui Feng clasped his hands together and displayed his famous magical skills.

A breeze gradually blew along the long street in the night.

Then, the breeze swirled in the empty space and turned into a tornado.

Looking at the expanding tornado, Ye Wuyou's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something. He clenched the black sword in his hand and walked forward.

But he paused as soon as he took a step.

Because the tornado dissipated.

A spear now crushed it.

"You, what are you doing!" the head of the Cui family roared at this moment.

Cui Sanniang did not turn around to look at the head of the family. She just turned her back to the old man and kept her eyes fixed on Ye Wuyou, staring at him closely.

She said in a calm tone.

"If you use this magical power in the mountain city, many people will die."

The head of the Cui family was filled with hatred at this moment, and roared at the woman like a wild beast.

"Why do you care about these things? Why don't you see how strong that boy is and whether this old man is safe or not?"

"If the master is worried about his safety, you can leave first and go to Baiyun Temple. You will not be in any danger. I will stop this person." Sanniang's voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

"You, you, you... idiot, you are unreasonable." The old man roared, then turned and left.

Ye Wuyou stood there in silence for a while, then took a step forward again.

The mountain breeze was blowing, not from a magical power, but from the evening breeze blowing through the dark mountain city.

got windy.

There was a chill in the wind.

Hell ensues.

(End of this chapter)