Fanatic of Martial Tao

"Tianmen, ha ha..."

Four words, a great irony.

Yes, or yes?

Face or credit?

In the dead and silent atmosphere, everyone was watching the Tianmen side's reaction with ponder and abuse. However, they seemed to have forgotten their original intention of coming here today.

They are here to suppress yebufan.

They didn't come here to watch the excitement.

Unfortunately

All members of Tianmen camp are looking at Song Guanghui and waiting for their final decision.

Songguanghui stared at yebufan, his face livid.

If he could, he would definitely climb the martial arts platform and abandon yebufan himself. It's a pity that Chu mofeng is on the court now, not him in the world.

"You're fine..."

A moment later, songguanghui stared at yebufan, breaking the dead silence in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "I'll take the bet."

If we do not take over, we will give up and lose without fighting.

If you take it, you can still give it a go, and you may not lose.

As long as Chu Mo Feng defeats ye Bufan, all the problems will be solved. Not only that, they can also humiliate yebufan in turn.

"Pa Pa Pa!!"

Yebufan clapped his hands: "yes, very good. Knowing that there are tigers in the mountain, he prefers to travel in the tiger mountain. Indeed, he is worthy of being a Tianmen elder. He has courage."

"Bet."

"Hum!!"

Song Guanghui snorted coldly, then handed his student order to a deacon nearby, and said, "one million credits, help me to bet."

"Yes, elder."

The Deacon answered and did not stop.

"Hehe, the powerful man and the Tianmen elder only bet onemillion credits. What a shame." But at this time, yebufan laughed at him.

"You -"

Songguanghui was in a hurry, and then said in a cold voice: "boy, don't be complacent too early. Can you win Chu mofeng?"

"He is sure to lose."

Ye Bufan's wind is light and clouds are light.

Song Guanghui was too lazy to quarrel with ye Bufan. He looked at Chu mofeng on the martial arts platform and hesitated for a while, saying, "mofeng, this battle, Xu must not be defeated."

Chu Mo Feng was stunned, and then said, "yes."

"Take your things."

Songguanghui said a word, and directly threw the two items to the martial arts platform. "Dangdang" twice, and the two items fell at the feet of Chu mofeng.

A black armour and a long purple knife.

This is... Ground soldier!!

The sight of two objects brightened everyone's eyes.

"Hypocrisy!!"

But yebufan hissed and said, "it's obviously yours, but I have to say it's his. Can I borrow it? It's rare and I won't let you borrow it."

“……”

Song Guanghui gave a sharp blow at the corner of his mouth.

He had no choice but to do so. After all, no one had seen yebufan's real strength. No one could tell how the victory was. However, the Tianmen side must not lose, and they cannot afford to lose.

"Hum!!"

With a cold snort, songguanghui did not refute, nor did he say anything more.

Chu mofeng did not hesitate. He immediately picked up the ground soldier's armor and ground soldier's long sword, and put the ground soldier's armor on his body. Although he was not afraid of yebufan and wanted to abuse yebufan with his own strength, Tianmen could not afford to lose this battle.

In front of the 14 members of qiushaofeng's party, the elder songguanghui took the lead with a million credits. Other members of Tianmen didn't stop either.

This is not personal honor or disgrace, but about the face of the whole Tianmen. As a member of Tianmen, they should contribute their own strength.

Bet, bet, bet.

Crazy betting, without exception, all buy Chu Mo Fengsheng.

Leaf pressing sail?

That's basically hitting yourself in the face.

Half an hour later.

"Ye Shao, the statistics come out." After all the members of Tianmen finished betting, Qiu Shaofeng made statistics and looked at yebufan path.

"How much?"

"A total of 8367333 credits."

"Tut tut."

Hearing the speech, yebufan hissed, shook his head and said: "the huge Tianmen gate, look at your present members, there are not two thousand but eighteen thousand. So many people have only bet more than eight million credits. Are you afraid to bet? Or are you poor?"

"It should be too poor. Otherwise, Prince Jing, a waste man and a deacon of Tianmen, would not steal from a new student in the middle of the night."

"Brush!!"

Yebufan's words fell, and all Tianmen members' faces were livid.

"You've had enough."

Song Guanghui roared.

His red eyes stared at yebufan and angrily said, "we have already bet, and it has already exceeded eightmillion. Now, can we start?"

"Of course."

Yebufan shrugged: "since you are so eager to try and feel like failure, why should Ben Shao refuse?"

"Mo Feng, fuck him."

As soon as yebufan's voice fell, songguanghui immediately let out a roar.

His patience has already broken through the limit.

Chu mofeng didn't stop. The long sabre in his hand shook and stepped out like a wolf and went straight to ye Bufan.

All the people were shocked and stared at the wudaotai.

From the beginning to the end, no one on the scene knew what yebufan's strength was. Now they finally had the opportunity to find out one or two through this battle. How could they slack off.

"Ha ha."

Seeing Chu Mo's attack from the wind, yebufan chuckled.

"Bang!!"

The next second, yebufan stepped on the ground with his right foot. His whole body rushed into the sky like a shell, and his speed reached the extreme.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

So is Chu Mo Feng.

But just for a moment, Chu mofeng laughed: "you are just a one star God yuan, playing air combat with me. How long can your yuan force hold you in the sky?"

"Stupid."

The words fell, and the Chu Mo wind rose into the sky.

In the middle of the air, ye Bufan's long bow suddenly appeared. Seeing Chu Mo rushing towards him, he did not hesitate. He bent his bow and pulled the strings

"Whew!"

Next second, Yuan Li gathers sharp arrows.

Martial arts, archery?

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes narrowed.

"This..."

Then they hesitated slightly and were even more shocked.

The battle has just begun. Without saying anything about fighting in the air, they also directly display their martial arts skills. How long can a one star God Yuanwu hold out?

Does he want to win with one move?

It's stupid to die.

But soon yebufan will let them know what madness is.

Martial arts, storm arrow rain.

"Whew!"

Yebufan shoots an arrow, thousands of sharp arrows, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Numerous sharp arrows directly built an arrow rain between him and Chu Mo Feng. Moreover, the arrow rain directly attacked Chu Mo Feng with overwhelming momentum.

"Shit."

At the sight of this scene, everyone started to cry out.

What kind of martial arts is this?

Chu Mo Feng's eyes narrowed and his attack slowed down. He was shocked.

"Whew whew!!"

Sharp arrows come from all over the sky to block out the sun. There is nothing to hide from and nothing to retreat from. Chu Mo Feng had no choice but to wave his ground soldier's long Sabre crazily.

"Dangdang!!"

In front of him, a sharp arrow was defeated by him.

However, it has just begun.

In the middle of the air, yebufan looked at Chu mofeng below with a playful look, and a playful smile appeared on his mouth. The next second, he pulled the bowstring again.

An arrow shot, a storm of arrows.

"Whew whew!!"

Yebufan's first round of arrow rain had just dissipated, and in an instant, the second round of arrow rain had attacked and killed again, giving Chu mofeng no chance to breathe.

"I......"

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned and stupid.

Is this powerful arrow against the sky just a human level martial art? If not, how can a one star divine yuan martial artist continuously display it.

Chu Mo Feng was also shocked.

As a party concerned, Chu mofeng knows very well that in the face of the arrow rain, let alone close to yebufan, he will be directly defeated and seriously injured if he is not careful. After all, the upper body has ground soldiers and armor, but what about the lower body?

The rain of arrows blocking the sky and the sun made Chu Mo Feng's scalp numb.

Yebufan ignored it.

You can't afford to lose, you have to lose.

Hold the bow and pull the string.

"Whew whew!!

One sharp arrow after another, the third round of arrows came out of the rain.

No hesitation, no stay.

Fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth

The yuan force is endless, and the arrows rain continuously.

Ye Bufan stood proudly in the void, holding the ground soldier's long bow. The storm, arrows and rain came out again and again, one after another, without stopping.

The sky is trembling;

The ground is shaking;

The space is very cold.

This is the sky of the arrow, this is the ocean of the arrow, this is the world of the arrow, and the souls of all the people in the audience can not stop trembling.

Today, I will not stop fighting if my skills do not startle the world.