Supreme Medicinal God

Ye Feng was watching Huan Ji's performance. Suddenly, a wine bottle was thrown at his feet and shattered, and the water splashed on his trousers.

The two demons at the next table drank happily, and were stunned by the performance of Huanji, and fell two bottles in a row.

The place to drop the bottle was at Ye Feng's feet.

Their bottle-throwing behavior caused dissatisfaction among the audience, and a flash of anger flashed in the eyes of Huanji.

The manager of the on-site management theater glanced here, and he recognized two demons, who were the two sons of the royal family of the southern ancient city.

No matter what race or city, this kind of dudes are always there.

The manager shrank his neck, pretending not to see it, they fell off the bottle, as long as there was no big noise.

The two demons were obviously intentional. They sneered at Ye Feng with a provocative sneer. They seemed to be saying, what would happen if I fell, boy, what can you do to me?

Ye Feng has finished drinking a bottle of wine, and the performance of Huanji is nearing its end. Ye Feng has endured the two boys for a long time, and can no longer bear it.

Ye Feng picked up his wine bottle with a smile and muttered to himself: "Ten gold coins, this broken wine is really fucking ugly. It was originally a good performance, but it caused these two jerks to disturb. "

Ye Feng shoved the bottle against the head of a Demon Dahan and smashed it.

The two Mozu Dahan are the children of the Mowu family. Each of them has five levels of demon cultivation skills. A demon warrior has unique skills. He once fought more than one hundred demon warriors.

After knocking down all the demon warriors, they will not lose one hair.

They watched Ye Feng smashing over the bottle, but they were surprised to find that they couldn't hide.

The demon clan who was hit by a wine bottle immediately transported the demon from the whole body to form a strong defense. Not to mention the wine bottle smashing, even if the heavy stone hits it, it will not hurt them.

He only felt a powerful force, like the mountains and the sea, and his body flew involuntarily.

Boom, the wine bottle was torn apart immediately, the glass fragments flew, and the demon man who was hit by the whole person flew up and fell heavily on the aisle.

The demon man was smashed with blood, his eyes were lost, and he was lying on the ground facing upwards. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} His companion shouted in shock: "Wang Tong, what's wrong with you, your head is bleeding."

He looked at Ye Feng in amazement, an ordinary wine bottle, how could a magic master who is proficient in magic martial arts smash his head into blood?

Ye Feng glared, and the Demon Dahan standing in front of himself sneered at Sang Shuai: "Boy, let you whisper, you don't listen, you still throw wine bottles at me, don't hit you, I'm not a person."

Seeing that Wang Tong was smashed and fell down, the man of the demon thought that Wang Tong had recently abandoned his martial arts, and then he was smashed down by a wine bottle. Where did he know that although it was an empty wine bottle, he was injected by Ye Feng The bloodlines of the ancient archaic clan.

It wasn't that the wine bottle smashed Wang Tong, but the strength of the bloodline of the Archaic Divine Clan smashed him.

An evil look flashed in the eyes of the Mozu Han, his wrist turned, and he held a dark red dagger in his hand, exuding a faint chill.

His face was fierce: "Boy, no one in our royal family dares to provoke in the South Ancient City. You dare to hurt my younger brother. You are dead today."

Huanji knew these two demons, and they called Wang Gang with a dagger and Wang Tong, who was knocked down. They were the most arrogant sons of the Wang family.

Seeing that Wang Tong was smashed down by a wine bottle, she was surprised. When she first started performing, she used Liyan Tiger's illusion to prevent the Wang family brothers from bullying Ye Feng. She didn't expect Ye Feng to be so powerful.

It is not an ordinary person who can use ordinary wine bottles to dry the magic master.

So she was on the stage and watched with interest, but this time she did not shoot, she knew that Ye Feng was a hidden person and did not need her own protection.

The dagger of the Mozu Dahan slammed into Ye Feng, causing some timid bystanders to exclaim.

The on-site manager was also scared and scared. He wanted to manage it but he didn't dare to manage it. He couldn't afford the Wang family, but he didn't want the Wang family's brothers to kill people in his own place, so he looked more nervous and confused than others.

With a surge of punches, he struck at the dagger.

The Emperor of Thailand made four strikes with the first surge.

Ye Feng only performed the seven-fold surge, the divine power in the bloodline of the archaic protoss, one wave beats the other, and one wave is stronger than the other. The seven heavy waves are surging and endless.

Wang Gang saw Ye Feng punching himself, and he couldn't help sneering, actually hitting my dagger with his fist, this kid is not dead, who is dead?

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} This dagger is a powerful magic weapon. Even the Daluo Jinxian is stabbed by the dagger, it can't stop the raging demon erosion.

Cut your hand first, then pierce your magic core, and make your kid run wild in front of me.

Wang Gang's Demon Yuan poured into the dagger, and the dagger of the magic weapon radiated a bright red light, and pierced into Ye Feng's fist.

Just when the dagger first stabbed his fist, Wang Gang felt a huge wave rushing over like a mountain.

And there was a wave after one wave, layer upon layer, surging.

The dagger hadn't stabbed Ye Feng's fingers at all, and Wang Gang was hit by this tremendous wave-like force and flew into the air. His arm sounded a clear fracture, and the entire half of his arm reversed from the elbow joint.

The white bloody broken bone pierced the flesh, protruding from the elbow, the blood spilled all over, and his dagger fell to the ground.

Wang Tong was just smashed, and Wang Gang suffered much more injuries than Wang Tong.

Wang Gang screamed with tears of heart and tears, and fell to the ground, his face like gold paper, and his forehead oozed out a large bucket of sweat.

Ye Feng lifted a biscuit, chewing it, and sneered, "Dare to move the knife on Lao Tzu, your arm is already light."

Huanji casts an interested look on Ye Feng. She is guessing how this Demon man's technique looks familiar, a bit like the demon demon that the Demon people are afraid of.

It is a pity that this is a demon, and the devil is a person.

The audience was talking, they were happy that Ye Feng punished the Wang brothers, but also worried about Ye Feng's fate.

The on-site manager hurried over at this time: "Brother Wang Gang, you are badly hurt, we will take you to heal."

Wang Gang stared at Ye Feng with hate. If his eyes could kill someone, Ye Feng would have died long ago and I don't know how many times.

"Boy, our royal family..."

Before he finished talking, Ye Feng kicked it and kicked on Wang Gang's cheek gang.

Ye Feng said with a sneer: "It's not very good to cultivate for, but still dare to talk hard, so that you can't say anything later."