Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Boy, get ready. One punch, I only need one punch and I'll put you down!"

Jing Yuxuan punched at the moment he spoke. He was cautious enough to ask Ye Feng to be ready, but he didn't give time for preparation. He punched directly before he finished.

The body is like a tiger going down the mountain. It approaches quickly. The huge pressure makes the people around bear strong pressure.

"Yuxuan's move 'green dragon goes out to sea' is good. It gives full play to the power of the top martial arts of the Xuan level," said one of his companions.

"If this punch goes on, there may be only half of the boy opposite. This boy is too arrogant. Even Mo Qingfeng, the first genius of our royal family, doesn't dare to take Jing Yuxuan's three punches." the thin martial artist replied.

"Top martial arts of xuanjie level?" Han Chong took a breath of cold air.

Three fists of xuanjie top martial arts issued by a congenital six fold martial artist? This elite leaf is... Crazy.

A kind of sadness rose inexplicably in his heart. He wanted to stop it, but he stopped.

"If you bet with someone like me, don't blame me for being cruel and cruel. Go away."

Jing Yuxuan's face was almost crazy. He still had spare strength. He was afraid that Ye Feng would flee and dodge. However, his fist was about to reach his body, but the other party still didn't mean to retreat. He suddenly looked hard and burst out with 12 points of fist power.

"Pa!"

A heavy punch hit Ye Feng in the chest without any fancy.

Such as defeat leather.

The huge impact made Ye Feng fly out.

"It's easy to get a million spirit stones. Hey, there's nothing more labor-saving than making money in the world."

Jing Yuxuan clapped his hands.

Eh, the moment he lowered his head, he was surprised to find that there was no blood on his fist.

"Use some strength. Your fist is really not hard enough."

Just as he looked at the palm of his hand, a familiar lazy voice sounded in his ear again, which startled Jing Yuxuan. He couldn't help but step back and take a small step.

"You... Are you okay?"

"You're really kidding. I don't think I have enough strength to loosen my muscles and bones with your tickling punch just now. Come on, the second punch."

Ye Feng twisted his neck, and his bones made a gurgling sound. It seemed that Jing Yuxuan's fierce punch just now was really just moving his muscles and bones for him.

"You want to die."

The blood gas surged up in the body, and Jing Yuxuan's anger erupted. This time, the speed of the punch was three points faster than the previous "Qinglong went to sea".

It is also a move in the top martial arts of the Xuan level.

"The dragon is in the sky".

If "the green dragon goes to sea" is just the starting style of this set of xuanjie top-grade martial arts he has cultivated, then "the divine dragon in the sky" is undoubtedly the final move.

Faster, harder, more explosive.

Power increased by more than 30%.

Even Mo Qingfeng, recognized as the first genius of the royal family, dare not take such a fierce blow.

"Bang!"

With a bang, Ye Feng's figure was like a broken kite, flying out for several feet.

There was a dead silence around.

Jing Yuxuan spit in the distance and said ruthlessly, "yes, see if you're still dead..."

He couldn't say the last word "death", because his round eyes saw that the congenital heavy garbage that should be beaten into a corpse jumped up quickly, and then appeared in front of him again like a gust of wind.

Except for the grinning expression on his face, he didn't spit blood. The speed didn't look like a broken bone.

"Hey, Yuxuan, can you hit your second fist?"

In the crowd, an accomplice who had just left god suddenly shouted with dissatisfaction.

"Didn't I hit my second punch?"

Jing Yuxuan was a little confused, "but I've already played."

Is there a ghost in the Wu mansion of the Western Tang Dynasty?

Jing Yuxuan was excited, but suddenly his mind flashed and thought of a crucial problem.

"OK, you cheat."

Jing Yuxuan rushed forward, grabbed Ye Feng's collar and shouted excitedly, "did you wear super mysterious level spirit weapon armor and thought I didn't know? Ha ha, I said, my mother, almost made Jing start to doubt life. Eh, where's the armor? Where's the spirit weapon armor on you? Honestly, did you take it off?"

While talking, he tore off Ye Feng's clothes and put his hands on Ye Feng's chest.

But Ye Feng's chest is bare. Where is there any spirit weapon armor?

"Hey, hey, have you touched enough? You are a big man who likes to touch men? No wonder your fist is not hard enough."

Ye Feng quickly pushed him out, shook his head and added, "it's not hard to be a man."

Really not?

Jingyuxuan's head burst into a cold sweat and felt that he couldn't even squeeze his fist tightly.

How did this happen?

It's really weird today.

A congenital heavy, can't you break it?

"Hey, if you don't hit the last punch, hand in the spirit stone, and then admit that you're not hard enough." Ye Feng's lips turned up and urged.

"This......" Jing Yuxuan was sweating and had no confidence in himself.

The first of the two punches just now was not very good, but the second one, the "dragon in the sky", can be said to have erupted all his combat power and asked him to hit the third one. At the moment, his spirit has lost and he may not be as fierce as he was just now.

Moreover, even if the power of boxing is as sharp as that of just now, there is nothing to do with each other.

At this moment, he looked hesitant and looked at several companions like asking for help.

"Lao Jing. Did you call several ladies in Chunhua building yesterday? Withered? If you can't, get out of the way and let me come."

You know, they also have a share in this million spirit stones.

Seeing that Jing Yuxuan was shriveled, the skinny young man among the Royal warriors stepped forward and rubbed his hands.

"Yes, let Chi Laosan come. Although Chi Laosan's cultivation is the same as ours, his strength is still above us."

"Is it a little too much for us to do so? I don't know if ye Feng is willing to change."

"Why? Everyone has a share in Lingshi. Naturally, everyone should take turns to fight. In my opinion, Lao Jing just hit one punch, and we have to fight two more..."

"That's shameless. I'll go up late and fight the last punch. Win or lose. Don't lose the face of our royal warriors."

"OK, that's it..."

Several other warriors of the royal family discussed in private.

"Hey, boy, Jing is ill today, so we'll fight another person for the third punch." Jing Yuxuan's words are justified because he can't get home.

"Change people?"

Ye Feng's eyes moved to the thin warrior Chi Laosan. Seeing that the other party was eager to try, he couldn't help smiling and nodding, "whatever you want. But then again, this is his last punch."

"Don't worry, we Royal warriors say nothing. We can rob and fight if we can, but we don't cheat." Jing Yuxuan said.