Chapter 301
The old man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment after hearing the black-robed man's answer. It took him a while to come back to his senses and look at him.

"Then how sure do you think the old man can defeat you?"

The old man asked, with a hint of a smile in his tone, but the smile had no other meaning, it was just a simple joke.

The man in black robe looked at the old man and smiled slightly.

"It's easy to beat the current me, but that guy has to defeat more than just the current me."

As he spoke, the man in black robe slowly stood up.

Knowing that he meant to leave, the old man hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Then you will come to him again in the future?"

The black-robed man thought for a while, then nodded.

"It will come again, and then it will be the last time I meet him now."

After saying that, he didn't care about the old man, he took out a jade talisman and crushed it, then turned into a black stream of light and flew away.

Seeing this scene, the old man couldn't help but gasp.

"Just going through a cutscene will cost you a seventh-rank teleportation magic weapon, what a luxury."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head, then walked against the sky and flew back in the direction of the Star Gate.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Ziheng slowly opened his eyes, looked at the familiar ceiling above his head, and a few plates with unfamiliar faces beside him, one of which belonged to Qin Feng, and two Zhang Yeziheng had never seen him before.

Ye Ziheng looked at them, feeling at a loss for a moment, and didn't know what to do after opening his eyes, just stared at them in a daze.

"Wake up."

At this time, an old man with a kind face asked, with a faint smile on his face.

Ye Ziheng looked at the old man and nodded, the expression on his face was like that of a frightened rabbit.But he still didn't forget to turn on the "breath detection" test.

"Name: Qin Feng
Cultivation: Ninth Grade First Stage

Psychic Power: 3000 points (Middle Grade Psychic Master)"

"Name:???

Cultivation level: Middle Ninth Grade

Nianli:? ? ? (High Grade Spiritualist)"

"Name:???

Cultivation: Ninth-Rank Peak (real person)

Nianli:? ? ? (High Grade Spiritualist)"

Ye Ziheng looked at the lineup in front of him and was stunned.

Ninth-rank martial artist, the pinnacle of the martial arts world, and at this moment there are three such guys surrounding him, looking at him with a smile on his face, it really makes people feel a little scary.

"How is Xiaoyou Ye resting? Is there any discomfort?"

The old man in the middle of the ninth rank looked at Ye Ziheng, and asked Ye Ziheng with a smile on his face.

"Well, I'm fine, nothing happened."

Ye Ziheng said, forcing a smile on his face.

"It's good that Xiaoyou Ye is fine, but for safety's sake, it's better to eat some Lingbao."

As the old man said, he winked at Qin Feng. Qin Feng nodded understandingly, and with a smile, he took out a few spiritual fruits from his body and handed them to Ye Ziheng's mouth.

Ye Ziheng didn't even have time to see what grade the spirit fruit was, before he was forcefully stuffed into the air by Qin Feng and chewed, and it was the kind that was stuffed one after another, in less than a minute , Qin Feng stuffed all the spiritual fruits in his hands into Ye Ziheng's belly, not a single one was left.

And when Ye Ziheng ate all the spiritual fruits, he suddenly felt dizzy, and the whole world was spinning in his eyes. Ye Ziheng realized that something was wrong, and was about to say something , but it was too late, the head sank, and the whole person passed out again.

(End of this chapter)

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