Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Li Yingfa and others are as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Although Ye Feng is strong, how can he be the opponent of the three major experts in the virtual world because of his cultivation in the early stage of congenital jiuzhong. Originally, they wanted to bring maple leaf to support the scene, but unexpectedly, it turned into a disaster.

If you want to give all the magic medicine, you have to compensate people for 15 million spirit stones. They can't afford to sell it.

"Younger martial brother ye, what should I do? How can I do this?" Li Yingfa cried and beat his chest and feet.

Ye Feng just smiled.

Zhao Tongming frowned and said, "do you think you're joking with you? Leave the medicine and stone and get out of here, or everyone will leave an arm!"

"Although your strength is good, if you really want to fight with me, it's not enough. One move, as long as one move, I can kill you directly!"

His voice was very sure, as if he had expected the result. It seemed that Ye Feng would really be killed by him.

Ye Feng still had a faint smile on his face: "the virtual environment is triple, and it's not so great."

When he was in the late stage of the eightfold, he beat away Liang fan, the triple master of Canglong peak. Although he used a little means, he also roughly found out the strength of the triple martial arts in the virtual environment. Now his cultivation has been improved to the congenital nine fold. In addition, he has cultivated the Tianjie palm "Jingtao cloud expelling palm". His strength is completely different from that a few days ago.

Ye Feng felt that he had the strength to fight with Zhao Tongming, the lingyunfeng expert.

"Ha ha..."

Zhao Tongming looked up at the sky and laughed. After laughing, he suddenly sank his face and shouted, "arrogance. Just now I just didn't want to bully the small and see things like you. Unexpectedly, it contributed to your arrogance?"

He flashed a trace of anger on his face and said calmly, "since you don't see the coffin and don't shed tears, I'll help you!"

With that, Zhao Tongming's momentum was brewing, and the heavy sense of oppression like mountains and rivers fell on Ye Feng.

He did not use weapons, bare handed, still extremely despised Ye Feng.

"You hurt our disciples inside and outside Lingyun peak. Even if you kill you, the sect can't do anything to me. In that case, I'll use my latest understanding boxing to let you know what despair is."

"It's lucky for you to die under the 'Dragon elephant Juli Fist' of my middle-class boxing on the ground level, boy."

Zhao Tongming gave a long roar, and the yuan force in his body was mobilized. A wisp of blood gas overflowed from his pores, condensed into a light blood column and rushed directly to his head.

At the same time, his body made both dragon chanting and roaring sound.

"Shua!"

After his body moved, he pulled out a residual shadow and punched Ye Feng.

"It's over, it's over. This elder martial brother Zhao has also practiced the medium grade fist technique of the ground level. How can younger martial brother ye be his opponent?"

"I heard that 'Dragon elephant Juli Fist' takes one million sect points to learn at the third level of the Sutra Pavilion. Moreover, most internal disciples are not qualified to enter the third level. They must make great achievements for the sect, or rank high in the stars list and the bright moon list..."

"He didn't talk big. There are three empty realms. With the medium level fist technique of the ground level, which congenital martial artist will be the enemy of his move?"

"It's terrible. We're all going to die..."

People without two peaks lamented one after another. Li Yingfa, Wu Liyan and even Pang Lin felt that Ye Feng had no chance of winning.

The gap between them can not be calculated by Daoli. Such a gap has exceeded the limit that normal martial artists can bear.

For at least a thousand years, Wan Jue Zong has never heard of any innate nine fold martial arts master who can defeat the triple master of the virtual realm.

The disciples of lingyunfeng were very excited and shouted when they saw Zhao Tongming's great power and played the middle-class fist technique of the ground level. Their power was overwhelming.

"Elder martial brother Zhao, you must take a good break. There is no spirit of Shuangfeng garbage. It's just nine innate weights. Do you really think you can go against the sky?"

"Yes, I dare to fight with our main peak disciples. Is wushuangfeng trying to rebel? Elder martial brother Zhao killed him with one punch. It's cheap for him. According to younger martial brother, it's best to abolish his cultivation and take him back to the main peak and let him kneel at the gate of the main peak mountain for seven days and nights to make an example."

"The boy doesn't take care of himself. Congenitally jiuzhong even started with elder martial brother Zhao... He doesn't know how to live or die."

“……”

The rest of the people shouted and looked elated. It seemed that the place hurt by Ye Feng didn't hurt. They were elated and the feeling of being high came back.

"Are you good at martial arts?"

Ye Feng looked at Zhao Tongming who came up to kill, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Ha ha, are you afraid?" when those lingyunfeng disciples saw Ye Feng's expression, they thought he was strong outside and strong in the middle. They were afraid in their hearts, and their cry became more rampant.

"It's no use being afraid, but if you kneel down and knock each of us three times now, maybe you can consider sparing your life."

"The lack of pity for the life and death of small animals is that they are implicated in wushuangfeng."

"They asked for it..."

Ye Feng looked at these people, just like the stunned blue mountain he had seen in the Sutra Pavilion before. They were all bullies.

He was filled with contempt and did not open his mouth to refute.

For such people, they can only go back and beat them in the face so hard that they cry for their parents and dare not make trouble again next time.

But if you show a little retreat, the other party will advance an inch and don't treat you as a person at all.

Zhao Tongming was as fast as a thunderbolt. He came to him in the twinkling of an eye. He didn't even have time to think for Ye Feng.

Facing this punch, Ye Feng gave a cold drink and jumped up in the air. His body was like a big bird. He bowed down and punched hard at the shadow of the fist.

The tiger of beast king fist goes down the mountain.

A tiger roared at the scene.

There was also a cry of surprise around.

Ye Feng didn't give in as they expected, and didn't kowtow and beg for mercy. Instead, he directly met the difficulties and fought with fist to fist to shake Zhao Tongming's powerful middle-class fist technique.

Seeing that Ye Feng actually chose to fight with himself, Zhao Tongming was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red. "Boy, you don't take Zhao in your eyes. My 'Dragon elephant Juli Fist' is a fist technique from the beginning to the sun. One fist can blow down a hill and fight with me. Do you want no bones?"

"The 'Dragon elephant Juli Fist' is really powerful, but I don't think you have practiced well. Why not take your fist?"

The leaf maple falling in mid air is proud and unafraid.

"Smelly boy, die!"

Zhao Tongming seems to have a heavy potential, but his action is not slow.

I only heard a loud bang, like a comet hitting the earth, sending out a violent vitality shock. Ye Feng's shadow was hit high and flew directly into the ai