Vol 3 Chapter 391: Hero, I am a nameless generation!

After entering the underground casino, Ye Feng’s knowledge quickly swept the entire casino, and soon he turned his head.
"Just a tiger mountain? I thought there would be a lot of tigers, but I didn't expect it to be like that..."
Because it is a big day, there are not many people in the entire underground casino. In many elegant private rooms, many people are negotiating things. Ye Wentian was locked in one of the private rooms. He was sitting on a carpet and sitting on the floor, closing his eyes and gazing at the black air. At first glance, he was poisoned and was working to suppress toxins.
Next to Ye Wentian, two disciples dressed in white robes of Taiji Temple were guarded. They were repaired for forty or fifty years, and they were guarding Ye Wentian with a serious look.
On the sofa in the room, there is a scornful middle-aged man playing poker cards alone. From time to time, he swept his eyes to Ye Wentian and the door of the private room. The same person in the Taiji Temple had been repaired for 90 years.
Another elder?
Ye Feng guessed that the gods swept to the next room.
In the next room, Li Xuan is in it, and there is another middle-aged old man who was cultivated in the past 120 years. His face is arrogant. He is a long-haired man who looks dazzling, even in the The eight elders of the Taiji Temple are among the top figures.
The remaining four elders of the Taiji Temple, even came together, to see their attention to Ye Feng!
In addition to the Taiji Temple, there is also a person of the triad boss who wears sunglasses and is very respectful and stands opposite the two elders of the Taiji Temple.
In this way, Taiji Temple is the big backstage of Yanjing Tianbang?
Ye Feng thought in his heart, and the middle-aged man who had left the two suits in the bag room was a bit like the face of Shen Tianjia who had just entered the water pool.
When the gods swept into the room, Ye Feng suddenly understood.
The backstage of Tianbang is Yanjing Shenjia, and Yanjing Shenjia has a cooperative relationship with Taiji Temple!
"It seems that the kid has just been right, and Shen really wants to deal with me."
Ye Feng smiled coldly, and the Yanjing Shen family did not seem to be a good man or woman.
He also said that he had played Shen Tianjiao at the Expo Center last time. The news spread and let Yanjing Shen's family lose face for a while. How did the other party have not been moving? I couldn’t think of this, but I also colluded with the Taiji Temple. Ye Wentian lived.
In the face of the three elders of the Taiji Temple, even if it is a confrontation, Ye Wentian is not an opponent, not to mention the other party’s intentionlessness, and it is a despicable means of using poison.
However, the other side did this, Ye Feng understood that he simply wanted to lead him out, and then took out the pure Yang Baojian.
When Wu Jinfeng came back, he immediately ran into the private room where Li Xuan and everyone were in a panic. He said: "Fast, fast, I am back..."
"You are back, Ye Fengren?"
Li Xuan saw her come back alone, her look was so flustered, her face slammed.
"He must have come back with me!"
Wu Jinfeng looked flustered, but said with certainty that the painful shoulders of the sword wounded, at first glance, was eating a big loss outside.
"Oh, nonsense, there is no half of Ye Feng’s figure outside."
Li Xuan casually looked out and saw the usual noisy scene, then sighed. If Ye Feng came here, the outside casino hall will definitely become more chaotic, so Li Xuan knows at a glance that Ye Feng is definitely not coming.
He glanced at Wu Jinfeng, glanced at her shoulders, snorted and waved her hand: "Take her to heal, we continue to discuss. This time the change of the desert, my Taiji Temple suffered heavy losses, the eight elders missing four The bamboo elders are also temporarily out of order due to excessive shock..."
When I heard this, Ye Feng knew that the bamboo elders like bamboo poles did not come, and they were scared to be insane in the desert.
"The old man should haven't touched anything right. Is it because he can't get sick? Also, the three elders of Mei Lanju have disappeared from the desert. He has returned a life. At this time, he definitely does not want to come out and participate in what is right or wrong. of."
Ye Feng thought for a moment, didn't care too much, and his body shape quietly went to the room where Ye Wentian was detained.
The 90-year-old man who played the game was a scornful middle-aged man. He did not notice the arrival of Ye Feng. He still seemed to be arbitrarily and bored with his playing cards, and he turned his eyes to Ye Zhongtian, who was poisoned from time to time.
"This old man, not to get rid of my Taiji Temple on weekdays, is now okay, even now that the grandson of the scrap material took away the treasure that I sent to the treasure, it is simply looking for a dead end..."
The middle-aged man scorned the evil smile in his mouth, thinking: "Chen Jianxiong's goods are too weak, and I don't know where I am now. But as long as I haven't seen the body, I still have to get him back, though it is A strong competitor, but if Chen Jianxiong is not there, the strength of my Taiji Hall will be greatly reduced..."
As one of the eight elders of the Taiji Temple, he is equally embarrassed about the position of the head, but he is slightly lower. Compared with Chen Jianxiong and others, the probability of being on the spot is much lower.
But when he thought so, suddenly a chill came from around the body, followed by a dark green sword light, and swept from him around him in a short time.
"Damn!"
The middle-aged man snorted and threw a set of poker loves in his hands.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
The sharp Jianguang cuts the pieces of playing cards into pieces and turns them into a rainy day. The middle-aged man surrounded by them has been surrounded by twenty Jianguang.
"Hero, I am a nameless person, let me go!"
The scornful middle-aged man perceives the irresistible power of these swords, and screams and exclaims.
"Do you think I am stupid?"
The sneak attack is of course Ye Feng who came in stealth. He did not say anything, but smiled coldly in the void. One of the elders of the Taiji Temple, who also said that he is a nameless person, who is it?
Of course, Ye Feng now does not know the name of this contemptuous middle-aged man, and he is not interested in knowing it.
The Void Sword Dance has no stagnation. As the clouds flow to the other side, a green ink Jianguang quickly cuts a crack in the hurried internal air shield.
On the surface, Ye Feng has been repaired for 20 years, and the other side has been repaired more than four times in 90 years. But in fact, Ye Feng is a real gas repairer, which is equivalent to forty years of internal gas repair, so the real gap is not as large as it seems.
Coupled with the horrible moves of the Nether Sword Dance, it is not impossible for a middle-aged man who has been repaired in the past 90 years.
puff! puff! puff!
It’s just an instant, scorning middle-aged men. Blood splatter, screaming out, eyes screaming.
At this time, the other two Taiji Temple disciples in the center of the room, as well as Ye Wentian, who was poisoning the patient, finally opened their eyes and looked over at Ye Feng.