Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Whoosh

A mental force secretly detected Wang Huahai's whole body. Soon, Ye Feng found that there was a foreign body hidden in his chest.

"Ha ha, you're smart enough to talk to martial uncle about something..." Wang Huahai completely relaxed his vigilance and stuck his ear to him.

A new disciple dared not be rude to himself, the deacon of another hospital, even though he had ten thousand courage.

This boy is obviously very good. Seeing that the momentum is wrong, he broke his tail to survive.

ha-ha.

Just when Wang Huahai was about to laugh proudly, the next moment, Ye Feng did not hesitate to start the "riot". At the same time, different fire and military pulse burst out, and his strength suddenly rose rapidly.

Wang Jing triple!

King territory quadruple!

Until it leaped to the five levels of the king's territory, the momentum was incomparably strong, and there was no sign of weakening.

"You are bold." Wang Huahai naturally felt the momentum and suddenly looked at Ye Feng, and Yuan force was running in his body.

But Ye Feng took the lead. Two different fires suddenly gathered on his feet, combined into one, and kicked Wang Huahai's lower abdomen.

Plop.

A turquoise flame burst out, and the powerful explosive force directly jumped Wang Huahai for several tens of feet. Even the strong man Wang Xiaohu and the little man behind him crashed out together, and the three fell to the ground.

"No, no?"

Deacon Wang Huahai was beaten?

And the person who hit him... Is a new king territory double boy who joined other hospitals?

Everyone present did not expect that Ye Feng dared to shoot Wang Huahai and even hurt each other.

You should know that Wang Huahai is still a semi Saint except for his position in other courts of Jiange.

Doesn't he want to live?

"Little beast, how dare you disrespect your elders..." sure enough, when Wang Huahai felt a sharp pain and was kicked away, he immediately looked at Ye Feng angrily.

But when he was going to get up, he felt that the yuan force in his body was losing continuously.

No!

There are fragile places in the human body, even semi saints.

Dantian Qihai is used to store yuan power. Although the defense of these two places has been as strong as a rock after becoming a semi saint, they can't even be broken by martial artists at the same level.

However, Ye Feng used different fire, and was angry. He used all the different fire martial veins combined into one.

Poof

He vomited blood and exhausted all his strength before he managed to stabilize the Dantian injury.

However, at the moment when Wang Huahai was about to get up, Ye Feng's thunder flashed at his feet, and his figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.

Then he stepped on the fire and stepped on it with one foot.

Location, or Dantian.

Poop!

Wang Hua vomited blood again in his mouth, but this time, the color of the blood was almost black.

The same place was hit twice, which made him feel extremely painful. The whole Dantian seemed to be crushed by one foot.

Others around also looked at Ye Feng with pale lips, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

Fortunately, I didn't go there just now. It's so wise.

Among these people, especially the strong man Wang Xiaohu.

Originally, he was a little disdainful and wanted to see Ye Feng's jokes.

But now?

Don't tell a joke... The cold sweat wet his skirt, and even his tall body trembled at the moment.

"That flame, he seemed to have used it before when he fought with him... But at that time, he didn't use the secret method to improve his realm. If he was fighting himself with the king's five re cultivation, I'm afraid..." Wang Xiaohu muttered to himself and was afraid for a while.

Ye Feng still keeps his hand. If he tries his best, he probably won't appear here.

Escaped a disaster!

"Little beast... How dare you attack the teacher in the sect? If the Dean knows this, you will be whipped, your cultivation will be wasted and you will be expelled from other courts." Wang Huahai, who coughed blood, shouted angrily with great hatred.

No matter what he thinks, he can't imagine that Ye Feng will be so bold and take action against himself.

In particular, his combat effectiveness is so amazing that he can elevate his cultivation to three levels in an instant?

As for that strange and incomparable flame, it is even more powerful and outrageous. Can it hurt your semi holy Dantian Qihai?

Everything is so unexpected and logical.

This boy is not afraid to make things big.

Everyone was surprised, but Ye Feng looked at them with joking eyes.

For a moment, the place became silent.

"Boy, you are so bold."

"You martial brothers, this boy is heinous. He wounded the deacon of other courts of our sword Pavilion. Maybe it's the spy of other foreigners who secretly came to make trouble. Let's take him down together."

After a brief silence, the frightened night KANGYE burst into a cunning voice.

Sure enough, I guessed that Ye Feng was not a person willing to be soft at all. If he didn't think the boy was a little strange, he was afraid that the person who fell to the ground and moaned was not Wang Huahai, but himself.

Boom.

In his cry, more than ten disciples of the Academy suddenly rushed forward.

Among these people, there are seven or eight kings and half saints. The momentum shown by more than a dozen people is quite amazing.

Yekangye, hiding behind, couldn't help smiling on his face.

It's just fair to waste the boy. At that time, the helpless little Niang skin will not fall into her own hands?

At present, Ye Feng, whether he does it or not, can't escape today.

Seems to have fallen into a circle of death.

Just as everyone looked bad and surrounded step by step, Ye Feng, who stepped on Wang Huahai, looked calm and opened his mouth in a direction outside.

"Shifu, when will you wait? Will it come true to watch the disciples being besieged and injured by these guys?"

"Hum, playing tricks. Who are you kidding?" someone disdained.

"Yes, old man Su has gone down the mountain. He won't come until at least a few months later."

"Boy, kneel down and admit your life. There's still a chance of life, otherwise no one can save you."

“……”

But soon, the outermost night health industry changed its complexion and involuntarily retreated a few steps, looking speechless.

As Ye Feng's voice fell, a sharp shadow appeared at the door. This man is old and his reflection is like a sword. Isn't he the departed master Su, the sword immortal of Dongpo?

Mr. Su, why... Is he back again?