Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Even though the killing intention in his heart was surging, the witch bone finally controlled himself.

As Ye Feng said, if we continue to waste time, Ao feibai may really become a complete waste.

"Second and third, you two quickly take people back to the silver dragon hall and report to the hall Lord that your Highness has not only been burned by the fire, but also taken Guiyuan pill. Please try to save the hall Lord."

He raised his hand and sealed all the symptoms of Ao feibai. The cold voice of the witch bone began to explain.

Hearing the word "Hall Lord", the other two elders of the silver dragon hall shook their faces and showed fear.

When they came, they boasted, but now they go back with a half dead Ao feibai. I'm afraid... The hall Lord will blame and punish the sin. It will never be easy.

"What are you waiting for? If your highness Shao really has an accident, can you and I still hang out in the silver dragon hall?"

The witch bone naturally understood their thoughts and immediately drank and scolded. The two people looked helpless and were about to turn away with AO feibai. However, at the moment, the voice of Ye Feng behind them came out again.

"Wait a minute!"

"Since Ao feibai can't fight any more, this challenge can be regarded as the son-in-law's victory?"

The volume of this sentence was not small. It was deliberately amplified by Yuan Li and spread all over the hall of eternal life.

"Yes, say it when you lose."

"Who knows if the brazen Silver Dragon hall will find an excuse to cheat in the future?"

"If Ao feibai can fight, let him fight again. If he can't fight, he has to admit defeat on the spot..."

“……”

There were many martial artists in the hall of longevity who made a mocking voice with a large amount of laughter.

Over the years, Changsheng hall has been angry everywhere. Even the eight elders have to walk with their heads down whenever they meet Ao Shuanglou, the Lord of the silver dragon hall.

This bad breath has been oppressed for many years.

Now Ao feibai is seriously injured and defeated, which makes these martial artists breathe a sigh of relief.

Especially when I heard the silver dragon hall admit defeat on the spot, it was a very sour thing.

At the moment, on the contrary, Ye Feng's human identity has been ignored by them. In the martial aquarium, Ye Feng respects his strength. Ye Feng goes to war as a son-in-law, which can be regarded as his own person in the hall of eternal life.

"Admit defeat!"

"Admit defeat!"

“……”

One cry after another, making the faces of Wu Gu and others blue and white.

"Hehe... Kindness is hard... Well, people's lives are hard to disobey. According to my opinion, elder Wugu, you'd better not delay martial nephew Ao's healing. You might as well... Give a squeak."

The iron wood elder who destroyed the hall smiled brightly, brushed his sleeves and flew across the field, looking like Ao feibai.

"Hum!"

"Then you wait for the meaning, this challenge, our silver dragon hall lost."

The skin of his face shook violently, and the witch bone just opened his mouth with a black face. It was very difficult to say a word.

"If you are satisfied with the longevity hall, get out of the way quickly and delay the healing of the little Lord of the hall. The Lord of the hall is angry. No one can bear the consequences!"

"Since you have chosen to admit defeat, this challenge is over, please."

Elder aocang, who was in a good mood, didn't care about the threat in the witch bone words and motioned the aquatic warrior in the Changsheng hall to get out of the way.

Two elders of the silver dragon hall quickly left with AO feibai, leaving only bursts of burnt smell along the way.

The witch bone did not leave. Without saying a word, he looked at Ye Feng and returned to the elder's seat.

"Elder aocang, the outcome has been decided. You can... Announce the result." elder aocang looked at tianwuqian in the middle and motioned.

A cold light flashed in his eyes. Tianwu Qian stood up with a smile and brushed his hand at the battlefield in front. The ruins like site was immediately flat and the burning flames disappeared.

Holy land means, as can be seen.

After he cleared his throat and looked around, he shouted: "this competition, ye Fengsheng, I think no one here wants to continue the challenge?"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, a strong breath wave suddenly shook up in a corner of the crowd.

"Childe, you..."

Looking at Wu Kunlun, where Yuan Li was out of control, Xiao Meier's face was full of tension. She subconsciously opened her mouth and asked, but she swallowed it again.

The flame of the magic flame dragon and lion is overbearing and exaggerated. It obviously has no less than two or three levels of combat power in the king's territory. Wu Kunlun has just advanced for a long time, and the hope of winning is extremely slim.

The improvement of Ye Feng's combat power confused Xiao Meier.

A month or so ago, I could still fight Xiangyan with him, but now... Ye Feng is far behind.

In this way, the childe will not be his opponent.

Wu Kunlun's chest fluctuated, wheezing and panting. In his mind, he was fighting between heaven and man, struggling between taking action and not taking action.

He is confident to deal with the current Ye Feng. By his means, he can probably kill Ye Feng on the spot.

But what about the majestic fire lion?

In particular, the fire emitted by the lion can easily suppress the purple evil mysterious fire.

He doesn't think that his own means is better than Ao feibai, who exhibits the soul of martial arts.

But if you don't do it, I'm afraid there will be no chance to defeat Ye Feng in the future. Even if you can win, it's too late. Princess Wuji can't fall into her own hands at all.

He was almost driven crazy.

On this day, Wu Kunlun waited too long. His lifelong ambition of martial arts and his ambition to revitalize aolaihai all need the identity of a son-in-law.

"War! War! War!"

At one moment, Wu Kunlun's facial features twisted, roared and made a low cold cry, and looked at Ye Feng like lightning.

Shua!

Just as his eyes fell, opposite him, there were also two cold eyes locked on him, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time.

Indifference, ruthlessness, arrogance, disdain!

From those eyes, Wu Kunlun saw many different expressions, no doubt not full of provocation.

At this moment, Wu Kunlun was furious at the bottom of his heart. His heart, liver, spleen and lungs began to spray flames. He clearly felt that those emotions came from the bottom of Ye Feng's heart.

"If you want to fight... Then fight. Even though my strength has decreased, you can never be my opponent."

"Your end will be the same as Ao feibai. You will spend the rest of your life in the hospital..."

A touch of spiritual power went deep into his mind and echoed endlessly in Wu Kunlun's brain.

Ye Feng, who was on the battlefield, also stood with his chest straight and his head held high on the side of the powerful and domineering magic flame dragon and lion.

Gollum!

His eyes confronted each other. Wu Kunlun suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He felt that the light from Ye Feng's eyes was more and more dazzling. Deep in his heart, he involuntarily gave birth to several points of retreat.

no

In a flash, he roared and reacted.

Did you shrink back under the gaze of a virtual world boy? Although it was only a moment, it was unacceptable to him.

Damn it, the boy's combat power has clearly fallen. Why can he feel extremely dangerous.

Wu Kunlun was unwilling to concentrate again. Ye Feng's aggressive eyes suddenly disappeared. Only a big boy with a smile on his mouth stood there