Those elders who were still slow to move below could imagine that Ye Feng Asheng not only survived the landslide, but also caused such serious damage to the master!

How could this happen? How could this happen! It's shocking!

The Cloud-Pengxing Hand is a skill that increases strength by increasing distance. If the leader of Jie Dan is in a high position to use force to exert himself, he still can't help but Ye Feng Asheng. Doesn't this mean that Ye Feng Asheng has the strength to compete with the Kingdom of Realm?

No

He was on the defensive end! And his hand with 10 power pierced the cloud, causing such serious damage to the head teacher, but from this perspective, Ye Feng Asheng's voice is probably also a monk in Jiedan World!

Such a young man in his twenties still had wet behind his ears, and even said that he was a child and could never do it. Should he be a great monk in the Jiedan field?

In order to celebrate the entry of the head teacher into Jiedan, Ye Feng Asheng brought such a big surprise to everyone!

Looking at Ye Feng, who was full of murderous deaths, fell from the sky, trembling, and slowly walked towards his palm, a dry old man had a cracked heart and a gallbladder!

Is this still a human? This is the devil!

"I said, today, I'm going to kill you."

Every step he took was left with a deep footprint on the hard granite. Ye Feng Asheng walked all the way and finally stopped in front of Jiuzhen Palace to give a lecture. He opened his mouth and said coldly: "If you don't come out, I will demolish the Yingyuan Palace of Jiutian and cut off the people who should be killed, and that's it." Since you have started and called on my life, this is everything. So today you will not stay in the nine real palaces."

When this sentence was said, the entire audience was silent.

At this moment, no one even dared to turn his attention to Ye Fengsheng. What kind of family honor and disgrace, what kind of century-long foundation, compared to his own life, who can care about you much?

How can a great monk who offended such a realm be of great use even if Jiuzhen Palace escapes today and loses its huge vitality?

We are all monks. We are gathered together just to get better training resources. We don’t have to compete with others for disaster and happiness.

If the Nine Truth Palace fails, there will naturally be other clans willing to accept them. As long as they survive, everything is possible. However, if more people see Ye Feng Asheng and think that they are deliberately revenge and killing them on the spot, isn’t this a wrong death? What a pity?

"Buck!"

Ye Feng Asheng's top-down fist stopped not far from his palm. The air was filled with spiritual ripples, which was not terrible.

The palm teacher has already reacted to the slowness of his brain. Although the playing style just now seemed miserable, it can be deliberately concealed, except for the playing style that did not respond in the previous few times, there are no fatal injuries.

When he entered the Realm Pill, he was still using his mental energy and trying his best to penetrate the clouds. Now that time has passed, he has finally recovered a little.

His spiritual power was shaken off in the palm of his palm and cut off Ye Feng's fist in the air. He jumped up from the ground, and his feet had not yet touched the ground. He clapped his hands in the air.

Later, I came first, and it seemed that I had been slowing down for a long time, but when I was breathing, my palm had fallen into Ye Feng's big mouth, and it was not contaminated. I had already twisted a skirt in Ye Feng's big mouth.

How pure the master is to this magic! This panicked backhand is wearing a cloud hand!

"I said, today, I'm going to kill you!"

Ye Feng remained silent, surrounded by a violent breath, almost touching his hand on the spot, like breaking a piece of glass, broke the defensive spirit in the hand of the instructor, and his fist was wrapped heavily in his mouth and landed on the ground.

In an instant, both souls burst out in the ages.

“When will the complaint be repaid?”

The man on the robe sighed and lowered his hand and said, "Please look at the endless face of the donor, put down this hatred and resolve this misunderstanding."

“There is no end?”

The elders of the Nine True Palace changed their faces and screamed without waiting for Ye Feng and Asheng's reaction.

"Aren't it the monk from Guiyuan Temple, an endless master?"

For a while, several old people around them were shocked. How could they imagine themselves making good friends with the world's most important monk who joined Guiyuan Temple?

We should know that more than 20 years ago, the masters entered the Realm Pill, which is an existence that people in the temple need to look up to!

When he joined the WTO, he did not get the name of Guiyuan Temple. Instead, he used a pair of iron fists to stand out in the temple. It was not until he passed away with a predecessor in the famous earthquake restoration world that everyone knew that more than one master came out of the monastery!

Since that war, although it survived, it hasn't been seen for more than twenty years, and the dragon has never seen its beginning or end! Where did he think he would be his mentor today?

"What?"

Ye Feng Asheng's voice was still cold: "You Guiyuan Temple don't like this peaceful world either. Do you want to interfere in my affairs?"

"If this is the case, you might as well try to see if I can stroll to your Guiyuan Temple in the future and find a way to let your master say this!"

How arrogant!

The elder's face changed drastically and his heart was filled with resentment.

I asked the abbot of Guiyuan Temple and said, "What do you think Guiyuan Temple is? Can you usually go with Jiuzhen Palace? Do you think it would be too arrogant to go to Guiyuan Temple when you go to Jiuzhen Palace?

Do you know that Guiyuan Temple is one of the most important temples in the world, and even a saint from the Yuanying Kingdom sits in the town! Even under the same circumstances, do you still dare to be arrogant?

Unexpectedly, the owner was not angry, but put his hands together and gave a gift. He said: "If the donor does not stop donating, he will not stop and leave. If the donor does his own thing, he cannot sit idly by and watch his good friend become the soul of the donor's sword."

A character like him has heard even more ugly words many times, so how could he care about Ye Feng's irrelevant words?

"Shit!"

The black and red blade swayed from the sky. Ye Fengsheng held the sword in his hand and rushed out with an arrow. The black and red blade left a shadow in the air. It seemed that an invisible ghost was crying in the sky and the earth. It seemed that everyone was frightened.

"Obsession, sin, sin."

He walked forward two steps, taught him the painful palm behind him, and hunted in his robe.

"ah!"

Ye Feng's voice came with momentum and never stopped regressing. He stepped onto the ground and released all his spiritual energy. He was surrounded by a golden halo, just like the Buddha descending to earth.

His body swayed greatly, and every step he took would leave a huge pit on the ground, like an impact that shattered rocks!

The seemingly opening and closing movements were not slow at all. Ye Feng Asheng rushed forward, but he felt that he was the leader of this attack!

The golden glow on the exposed fists was as strong as pure steel.

The distance between them was only about ten steps, and then it flickered. It was close to the golden fist, and it was in contact with Ye Feng Asheng's blade. For a while, they were magnificent, and the dazzling golden light blocked the sunlight from the horizon. They were like in the sun, it was difficult to distinguish between each other!
Chapter completed!