Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The young martial artist turned his head to look at Ye Feng. Although there was a chill in his eyes, the joy was obviously not pretended.

It's really a pie in the sky. There should be a transmission token here, and the owner of the transmission token at the moment is a half empty Xiaowu?

I don't know how many young talents have entered the Tianlong secret territory, and how many of them want to get a transmission token.

He didn't have much hope at first, but he didn't expect that there was no place to find. It didn't take much time to come out and kill a monster. Unexpectedly, he bumped into a person who stepped into virtual martial arts with a transmission token on his head?

Well, I must have gained a lot of luck after I entered the secret place, which led to a great opportunity.

The young martial artist has long observed Ye Feng's accomplishments. He didn't pay attention to the half empty Xiaowu, so he said lazily: "boy, now listen, I'll give you two ways to go. One is to take the initiative to hand over the transmission token and all the storage rings. For your respectful sake, I can keep you alive."

"As for the second one, I'll kill you and waste some time to get it... Which one to take, you can do it by yourself..."

This guy is looking for death!

A smile came up at the corners of his mouth. Ye Feng said faintly, "ha ha, really, you said everything I want to say."

"What do you mean?" the young warrior frowned.

"Hand over all your storage rings, and then, give me how far away, how far away!" Ye Feng's face suddenly sank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The sound billowed and rushed straight to the young warrior.

How far is it? How far is it?

The young warrior's eyes narrowed, and a killing opportunity appeared in his eyes. The whole face turned red.

He looked at Ye Feng in a gloomy and incomparable way and shouted in a low voice, "boy, you're too crazy. Where are you a martial artist? You dare to talk to me like this."

The young martial artist guessed that Ye Feng should be a peerless genius of a holy land level force. If he is one of the elite disciples with lofty status from the seven holy places, it is indeed possible to obtain a transmission token with the help of others. In that case, there may be their own martial brothers within a certain range.

In this way, the other party's arrogance is over.

If he wants to rob, he must see the situation clearly.

"Where am I a martial artist?" Ye Feng's tone was ironic. The other party was obviously fierce and weak. Therefore, he could also make a judgment. This person would not be a member of the first echelon.

If you are the first echelon of those big experts, where do you need so much nonsense?

They don't care about the sect forces behind each other.

If you don't agree, kill it.

"I am a powerful warrior in the Western Tang Dynasty." Ye Feng said faintly, with a smile on his face.

He is not a liar, and there is no need to lie, because since the martial artist opposite is not a member of the first echelon, he will die.

This man robbed himself?

Now I'm worried that I'm shy in my bag and lack of spirit stones and gas transportation beads. Is there any reason to let go when someone delivers them to the door immediately.

"Xitang?"

The young warrior was stunned, then his face showed a relaxed color and laughed: "hahaha! You are so arrogant, I thought you were a super genius from a holy land force. It turned out that you were only from Xitang!"

"Although in the yuan and Wu mainland, the power of the Western Tang Dynasty is also a big country, no matter how powerful it is, it is only a three-level force. Compared with our jiugongxuan, it is not worthy to carry shoes."

The young martial artist smiled with disdain: "you have no origin and no cultivation. You are so arrogant in front of me. If I don't kill you, it doesn't seem that our Jiugong Xuan is too kind."

Having said this, the young warrior gathered his strength and suddenly squeezed his fist with both hands and bombarded Ye Feng.

"Jiugong Baji fist!"

With this punch, the surrounding space suddenly collapsed, as if all the air in it had been violently compressed, and the middle was dark.

The black fist awn swept all the way, and even the sound was swallowed up. The fist awn had a huge and unparalleled power, which made Ye Feng's vitality armor shine far away.

"This fist technique is just fierce and has at least reached the middle and top grade of the ground level."

Ye Feng's eyes were frozen. His cultivation matched with the power of this boxing. The power of this boxing was no less than that of Bai Xu at the beginning.

It seems that even if you can't squeeze into the first echelon, you must be the best in the second echelon.

"Broken!"

Ye Feng did not dare to despise it. The fire attribute power in the Wu pulse was inspired, and Yuan Li bloomed. With a move of "cloud breaking the sky", the right palm slapped the other party's fist.

Bang

The overwhelming palm power has the fire attribute of crazy tyrant, yuan power blessing, and infinite power. It instantly broke the dark fist awn. The roaring strong wind swept the young martial artist with red flame.

"What?"

The young warrior was surprised.

He never thought that Ye Feng's palm was so powerful that he crushed his fist.

"Jiugong Baji boxing" is a unique skill of Jiugong Xuan. Only elite disciples are qualified to practice. Although young martial artists do not have the identity of elite disciples, they are lucky to be taught because they have made great achievements for the sect.

He is also a cautious person. In the face of a person who stepped into a virtual Xiaowu, he used his unique skill at the bottom of the box.

I thought some of them were overqualified, but I didn't expect that they would be vulnerable to each other's hand as a good move to rely on?

How can he not be surprised?

However, in addition to being surprised, the young martial artist did not react slowly. When the palm power was about to come, his body suddenly retreated, and then he hit several punches in a row, which resisted Ye Feng's "Jingtao cloud expelling palm".

"How could it be... So strong!"

There was a trace of horror on his face. When did the power of the Western Tang Dynasty appear such a super master?

With the strength of this punch, he is fully qualified to join the first echelon.

However, the other party is clearly just a congenital martial artist who has not yet entered the virtual world. At the congenital stage, he has the strength to join the first echelon. This

At the moment, the young warrior's mind is messy.

His heart was filled with regret.

"I have something important to do. Forget it today. We'll have a competition next time."

After his face changed several times, the young martial artist characterized the fight as a "Duel", played a retreat drum, took off, and wanted to leave.

"Duel? Do you think I have so much time to play duel with you?" Ye Feng acted like the wind and drank coldly, blocking his way, "hand over your storage ring, or die!"

"You... Don't deceive people too much. I'm the inner disciple of Jiugong Xuan."