Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Sleeping trough! What is this boy going to do?"

"Does he want to save that guy? Yes, they must be together at the table just now."

"In that case, we'll clean it up together. Even those with seven innate martial arts dare to stand up and press any finger to death..."

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But... The voice didn't fall, Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang.

Then there were three screams. The figures of several guards of the Fang family flew back in the air, and Pang Lin's fist with all his strength also hit the air.

Peng

The four fell back to the ground in about the same time. The only difference is that after the Fang family's guard landed, he groaned and couldn't get up again, while Pang Lin just stumbled and then stood still.

"Ye... Brother ye, you..."

He couldn't believe looking at Ye Feng. At this moment, Ye Feng's towering figure became particularly tall and powerful in Pang Lin's eyes. No one would have thought that it would be this congenital seven heavy Xiaowu who saved him.

"Brother Pang, don't you blame me for shooting without saying hello?"

Flicking a trace of dust on his clothes, Ye Feng asked with an understatement and a smile.

"How... How could it be... But brother ye... They... Be careful." panglin was incoherent. He had a lot to say in his heart, but he didn't finish saying a word. He found that he couldn't see through Ye Feng, who was two years younger than him.

"It's just a few tujiwa dogs. I've taught such people a lot before." Ye Feng smiled easily and answered casually.

There were shouts of surprise, the sound of cold air, and a few humble cheers.

"I didn't see clearly just now. The three Fang guards... They didn't fly back by themselves, did they?"

"What do you say?" a voice nearby exclaimed, "awesome! It's really awesome. The young man is hidden. How can he be so strong? It's clear that he has only seven innate weights, but it gives me the feeling that he is extremely innate, uh huh, and even has the momentum of half a step empty space..."

"But it was the Fang family that he dared to offend. Even if he could defeat Fang Wei, don't forget that the Fang family still had Fang Zhen and... Fang Hao..."

"If you are rash and offend Fang Wei, you will offend the elder behind the Fang family. For an irrelevant outsider, you lose a lot for a small reason, which is not done by a hero..."

"Bah, this is the real hero. What is a hero? If I didn't have less strength than others, I would have been in the limelight. How can I miss such a good thing?"

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"OK... OK, hahaha, I didn't expect to meet a diving dragon? Just entering Qichong? Well, your strength is really beyond my expectation..."

Fang Wei, the third young master who had sat back in his chair, stood up again. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Feng. There was a flash of brilliance in his burning eyes, as if he wanted to see Ye Feng clearly.

No one expected that a role ignored by them, a Xiaowu who has only seven innate weights and has just entered the seven weights, would bring them such a shock.

With one move, he killed the three eight strong martial arts. He played down the matter and despised the Fang family.

This casual, this natural and unrestrained, there are many talented people from various countries and families who come to participate in the assessment. How many people can compare?

"Just now it's just an appetizer. Teach these dog legs a lesson. Now it's your turn to be the master..." Ye Feng gently pointed to Fang Wei.

"You want to fight with me? Do you know who I am? I am..."

Fang Wei looked cold, and a cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Stop!"

Ye Feng drank softly, shook his head and mocked, "don't repeat it. I don't need to know who you are. It's not that a dandy from a big family is arrogant here with several dog legs. I, Ye Feng, despise a guy like you most. If there is no family behind you? What are you? Maybe you're not as good as these four dogs."

These words were incisively and vividly, and before the sound fell, cheers and clapping were heard around.

"Ha ha, well said, well said. It's really in my heart."

"We sat here for a few days without drinking a mouthful of water. When the third childe of the Fang family came, he had good wine and food to serve. Damn it, he could even enjoy the next few dogs. Can't we, the talented people from all over the world and the good martial artists recommended by various countries, even compare with four dogs?"

"At least my prince is still the son of a country. He was also ignored by the Deacon Niu. If it weren't for the assessment, my prince would have overturned this other restaurant..."

For a time, the crowd was excited and cursed.

Among the martial artists waiting to take part in the assessment here, there is Fang Wei. It can be said that there is no one in a hundred. Most of them have been affected by the arrogance of Deacon Niu. It is rare for someone to let Fang Wei eat. Naturally, these people all want to see a good play and see how deacon Niu ends.

Fang Wei's face finally showed shame and anger.

"Whoever dares to provoke our Fang family is looking for death!"

He stepped forward and swept his threatening eyes through the crowd. Suddenly, all the noise around him shrank back. Fang Weihu shook his body, looked up at Ye Feng and shouted: "smelly boy, it's still time for you to abolish your accomplishments. I'll spare your life. If you let me do it, it's not as simple as abolishing your accomplishments!"

"I will break your five limbs inch by inch, making you a complete waste."

Fang Wei was almost speaking word by word.

Ye Feng nodded slowly, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth: "you do this, won't wanjuezong interfere?"

"Ha ha... It seems that you really don't know enough about wanjuezong. You haven't officially become a disciple of wanjuezong at all. Wanjuezong won't take care of 10000 dead garbage like you. Besides, I might as well tell you that the most typical way for wanjuezong to train disciples is" survival for the fittest "!"

Fang Wei looked at Ye Feng like a fool, and his face was disdainful.

"In that case, I'm relieved!"

"What's at ease?"

What Ye Feng said made Fang Wei not return to his mind for a moment, but soon he understood what he meant. Before the voice fell, Ye Feng disappeared in front of him, and then suddenly appeared in front of Fang Wei.

He raised his arm and punched Fang Wei on the chest.

"Did the little boy attack secretly?"

The speed of Ye Feng's exposure made Fang Wei afraid to be careless. After giving a cold hum, he swept up a wave of vitality as before and went to kill Ye Feng