Can only Outwit

"Martial Spirit?"

Everyone looked at each other, then quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, how scary."

"It really is terrifying!"

After speaking, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

"Not only that, in addition to this Martial Spirit, there are also many Martial Masters and Great Martial Masters and other backbone forces. In short, this Ye Family is still very powerful and terrifying." Yi Feng said to everyone again, because since others were willing to help him, he had to tell everyone the danger this time.

"Yes, yes."

"It seems this Ye Family is really scary."

Everyone agreed.

They couldn't help thinking to themselves, this expert's state of mind had truly returned to innocence, he had completely regarded himself as an ordinary person!

"So, if you feel it's too dangerous and don't want to participate, you can quit. I won't blame you," Yi Feng said again: "I just need you to keep it a secret for me."

"We won't quit, we won't quit."

"Yes, yes, even if we have to jump into boiling water, we won't hesitate to help the sir."

Everyone hurriedly said.

Seeing this, Yi Feng snapped his fingers.

Ready.

These fans were really devoted.

"In that case, let's discuss carefully about this operation," Yi Feng said while closing the doors and windows tightly.

Just like that.

The leaders of the major factions in South Sha, the holy maidens, plus a few Martial Emperors and Martial Sages, gathered in this small room to plot how to snatch a wife right under the nose of the Martial Spirit master.

"Everyone, the biggest accident that could happen this time is that Martial Spirit!"

At this time, Yi Feng said solemnly: "So for this Martial Spirit, we must have a way to deal with him."

Speaking of this, Yi Feng looked towards Yang Tianyu and others, and asked: "So I want to ask you, do you have the ability or means to also invite Martial Spirit level masters to help?"

Hearing this.

Everyone looked at each other and scratched their heads.

For a while they were in a dilemma.

That's right!

Could we do it?

They couldn't help but look at Yi Feng carefully and ask: "Sir, so can we or can we not?"

"Why are you asking me? Ask yourselves, don't you know better than me?" Yi Feng asked speechlessly.

"Then in that case, we can... right?"

After speaking, everyone nervously looked at Yi Feng.

"That's great, really great."

Yi Feng slapped his thigh.

Sure enough, he had guessed right.

These artsy people really had some depth, they could actually invite masters like Martial Spirits that sounded very powerful.

No wonder, no wonder they had captured Peng Ying before.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed they had not misjudged Yi Feng's meaning this time.

"Good, please invite this Martial Spirit master over as soon as possible," Yi Feng hurriedly said: "Of course, we'll just have this master bring up the rear, don't let such masters make a move unless absolutely necessary."

After all, Yi Feng also thought that being able to invite such masters was not easy.

"Sir, I'll contact this master."

Xue Qinzhu respectfully bowed her head and then walked out of the room.

After leaving the room, Xue Qinzhu took out a sound transmission jade tablet and ordered: "Immediately send a Martial Spirit from the sect."

After receiving a response from the other end, Xue Qinzhu returned to the room.

"Sir, it's done, that Martial Spirit master will arrive soon." Xue Qinzhu hurriedly said.

"Simply great."

Yi Feng's excited voice rang out, of course he didn't get completely carried away because of the addition of the Martial Spirit.

Because he knew that with the inclusion of this Martial Spirit master, it only solved their worries for the rear, they still had to carefully plan the matter of snatching a wife.

"Pork Rong, your task tomorrow is..."

"And Uncle Wang, your task is..."

Yi Feng assigned tasks to everyone, then looked at Lu Benwei and said, "And you, you run fast and sneakily, you're responsible for going to get the bridal sedan, got it."

"And disciple, you just wait at the designated place to receive her. Once the wife is in hand, get on your horse and run!"

"Then what about us, sir?"

Xue Qinzhu and the others asked.

"As for you, you need to stay with me. If we have to fight, I'm afraid I'll need your help." Yi Feng said: "Of course, I don't need you to really fight them, just keep them occupied."

"Understood."

Everyone responded.

"Good, the plan is perfect."

Yi Feng clapped his hands and finally solemnly reminded: "But everyone, I have to remind you again, we are ordinary people, we can't beat cultivators in a head-on confrontation. So when the time comes, you must keep a cool head, only outsmart them, don't forcefully attack them. Avoid fighting if possible, understand?"

"Understand."

Everyone responded.

Seeing this, Yi Feng finally showed a satisfied smile.

Now, all preparations were made except the east wind. As long as that Martial Spirit master arrived, they could take action at any time.

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