Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

In Ye Feng's heart, these talents are real opponents. Seeing them show their means one by one and walk in front of the inscriptions team, it also inspired the meaning of struggle in his heart.

After a month's training of the phantom stone, Ye Feng's six senses are all connected, and all the vitality flows within tens of feet have clearly emerged in his mind.

Several traps appeared along the way, which were directly scattered by his mental power.

Under the blessing of Kunpeng's nine day body method, Ye Feng soon caught up with the backward ten square spirit boat. When passing by on one side, the Gu sisters saw Ye Feng with full surprise on their faces.

"It's him..."

The slightly older ancient poetry voice frowned and recognized that Ye Feng was the man he met when taking part in the examination of the inscription master at the inscription teachers' Guild.

"I remember. Master Cheng said that this young man is called Ye Feng. He is the one who recently clamored to step on our tianyuanzong inscriptionist."

Sister Gu Shirong's voice was suddenly cold and there was a flash of awe on her face.

Hearing this, Gu Zhangqing also turned his face and looked at Ye Feng.

"I thought he was a great man. A small level-3 inscriptionist dared to talk nonsense. Elder martial brother, I taught him a lesson and let him know that no one can slander me."

The ancient poem Rong didn't leave Ye Feng the meaning to distinguish. He turned and said to Gu Zhangqing.

Gu Zhanqing nodded carelessly, showing some disappointment in his eyes. Just a few days ago, the sect elder confessed that he could suffer from the wild talking Ye Feng of di Yuanzong.

He thought he would be a strong opponent, but now it seems that he is only a third level engraver.

Such a person is far from qualified to let him go.

"Little girl, I have no time to talk to you. Don't bother me."

Ye Feng has no time to pay attention to the performance of the three people of Tianyuan sect. His thoughts are now on the young master yuan and the mysterious man in black robe in front of him.

"How dare you look down on me? What an unscrupulous maniac! I'll slap you!"

Gu Shirong was so angry at Ye Feng's words that he was supported by Gu Zhanqing, the first literary genius of Tianyuan sect. Who dares to talk to himself like this?

At that moment, he was very angry and hit Ye Feng on the shoulder with a powerful palm.

Feeling the palm power, Ye Feng felt a chill in his eyes. With a fierce force of his right hand, he clapped the body of the ten square spirit boat and moved several feet away.

The attack of ancient poetry lost its target.

"Are you Tianyuan sect full of bullies? Why didn't you dare to attack the man in black just now?"

"Hum... If you dare disturb me again, don't blame me for destroying flowers."

After dropping a word, Ye Feng took Luo MI and flew forward.

He was not afraid of the three, but there was no need to conflict with each other at this time.

"Senior brother..."

Eat shriveled, ancient poetry looks pretty, face is full of unwilling color, angry gnashing teeth.

Gu Chuanqing's face suddenly sank, stretched out his hand and pressed in front of the boat. Suddenly, the spirit boat suddenly accelerated. At the same time, his right hand raised, and a powerful spiritual shock wave hit Ye Feng.

Boom!

Just a few feet ahead, a mental wave exploded in the rear, making Ye Feng's face ugly. If he is not fast enough, he may be hit by the other party's mental attack.

The second shock wave in the rear came again, as fast as lightning.

"Damn it!"

"Zhenshenbo!"

Continuously entangled by ancient blooming green, Ye Feng's anger rose.

It's endless.

At the moment when the spiritual shock reached behind him, Ye Feng suddenly turned around, and the mental power in front of his forehead surged out madly and collided with the latter.

Boom

A silent energy burst out, and the spiritual shock was instantly dispersed. The afterwave continued to roll back and excite the three people on the spirit boat.

At this moment, Gu Zhanqing's face changed greatly. He dared not underestimate Ye Feng any more. He also hit a blue spiritual energy with his backhand. After a fierce collision with the afterwave, they disappeared.

"It seems that your mental strength has broken through level 15? The inscription genius of Tianyuan sect, the first person of the younger generation, is really strong."

Looking at the spiritual light emitted by Gu Zhan Qingji, Ye Feng nodded.

He has passed the 15th level. He knows the difficulties in it. Those who can reach this level can never be underestimated.

"You're not bad. Gu underestimated you. You deliberately suppressed your mental strength. The real level is at least thirteen or four levels."

Gu Zhangqing, with a slight smile, stared at Ye Feng and asked.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions on the faces of the Gu sisters suddenly froze, and on the back side, many engravers who heard Gu Zhanqing's words also showed suspicious eyes.

"Level 13 and level 4? Isn't this boy wearing a robe only for Level 3 engravers?"

"It turns out that he is Ye Feng. It seems that he has hidden strength. No wonder... He has the courage to challenge tianyuanzong."

"But even if the 13th and 4th levels of spiritual strength, there is still a big gap compared with the most powerful people. Gu Zhanqing is right above him and doesn't know where the boy comes from..."

“……”

Some other engravers who had heard the rumor sent out bursts of amazement.

During this period of time, Ye Feng's name is about to compete with Childe yuan and Gu Zhanqing. But we don't agree with his inscriptions. We just want to see the true face of this arrogant guy.

It's enough to prove that Ye Feng has some abilities to compete with Gu Zhangqing. Perhaps, it's not as rumored... It's his boldness and arrogance

"The competition hasn't officially opened yet. Are you going to fight with me here?"

Ignoring the surprised eyes cast by the people around him, Ye Feng raised a little smile at the corners of his mouth and looked at Gu Zhanqing on the spirit boat.

As for Gu's sister flowers, they have been completely ignored by Ye Feng.

When he first met two women in the inscriptions guild, he was just a small three grade inscriptions teacher, but now the two sisters have lost their qualification as opponents in Ye Feng's eyes.

Even though they are both genuine masters of four grade inscriptions.

Gu Zhangqing's lips closed slightly, but his eyes fell on Luo Mi next to Ye Feng. When he saw the palms of the two people holding together, he couldn't help but flash a light in his eyes.

Although he doesn't know Ye Feng's origin, he knows Luo Mi's identity.

But now, the famous iceberg beauty of di Yuanzong is holding hands with Ye Feng so closely. It seems that Ye Feng... Is not as simple as he imagined.

"Inscriptions are always superior to each other in terms of inscriptions. With your mental strength, you are really qualified to challenge anyone, but you don't have such a chance to trample on my tianyuanzong..."

Gu Zhangqing showed a evil smile at the corner of his mouth and reached out to recover his mental power.

His smile was tinged with contempt.

In his opinion, Ye Feng's spiritual strength is not weak. He does challenge his qualifications. However, his spiritual strength is only the basis of the inscription. Spiritual strength does not mean that the level of inscriptions is high