Chapter 212

Those young martial arts, in the eyes of those casual practitioners, each one is an insurmountable peak and can only look up to their existence.

But in front of the three elders, they all stood there honestly, and did not dare to make any overtures at all.

They are not timid, but dare not at all.

Because the three elders sitting in the front are the representatives of sanxiu in Shuiyao Town, who control the whole Shuiyao town!

"Mr. Pan, that boy is very interesting."

It was Mr. Cheng who was talking. He said with a smile to the old man sitting in the middle.

"Ha ha, that boy didn't know what skill he used, but he could secret his own cultivation. It's interesting, interesting."

Another old man hated the old and said with a smile.

Then they both looked at Pan who was sitting in the middle.

There is a trace of respect in the eyes of old Cheng and old Qiu. Pan is in the middle, but the first of their three elders. Their accomplishments are above them.

"Oh, this young man has a good foundation, but it's a pity that his cultivation is a little low. It's just the beginning of his blood cultivation."

Pan slowly opened his eyes, casually looked at a loss of interest, light said.

Old Cheng and old Qiu were slightly stunned, but they didn't dare to say anything more. They just nodded in agreement.

The young warriors behind them, though not daring to make a sound, showed a trace of disdain on their faces.

"I'm just a warrior in the early stage of nourishing blood. What's worth noticing?"

"That's right. I'm afraid the elder martial brother will crush him with one finger."

"Don't mention the elder martial brother. Even our younger martial brother, he can't fight."

Those young warriors sneered in a low voice. There was a trace of pride in their eyes.

It's true that although they are all casual practitioners and have not entered the sect, they are now following Shuiyao Sanlao. Their strength and qualifications are much higher than those of ordinary casual practitioners.

In their eyes, they despise those ordinary casual practitioners, but they are just a group of dregs without talent.

After a few words, they lost interest in the challenge arena and began to exchange their cultivation experience.

And at this time, there are changes on the challenge arena.

Ye Feng stood on the challenge arena, and no one dared to come up for a long time. After all, what Ye Feng showed just now was his strength in the early stage of blood cultivation. The vast majority of martial artists on the scene did not reach the strength in the early stage of blood cultivation, so they did not dare to go up and suffer.

However, a clear drink came from the challenge arena.

"Boy, your strength is good, but you are unlucky to meet me, Lei Zhen!"

As soon as the voice fell, a man in a strong blue dress jumped up from under the challenge arena, turned a circle in the air, and landed firmly on the challenge arena.

This person's whole body is full of Qi and blood. The whole person is like a sword. It's frightening to insert it there.

Here comes the master!

The spirit of the martial arts onlookers was shocked. Although they did not have the strength to compete for the first place, it was very good for them to watch the martial arts experts fight.

This Lei Zhen they also know, is quite famous loose repair, strength is very strong, at least no one dares to fight with it.

"Come on."

Ye Feng raised his head and looked at the man.

It's full of Qi and blood. It's at least 700 Jin. It's much better than the guy just now.

But this strength, Ye Feng did not put in the eyes, he does not use the unknown boxing, can already reach 1000 Jin of strange power, can crush the person in front of him.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant. I think your strength is good. I don't want to hurt you. I'd better jump down by myself."

Lei Zhen stood there with a straight waist and said with an awe inspiring look.

As if he were the embodiment of justice, the messenger of light.

Everyone under the stage held their breath. This man is unusual.

Ye Feng see this scene, in the heart slightly a Leng, this guy whole body up and down, reveal a strong force gas.

It's just a fighter in the process of being forced. It's a master in the process of being forced.

He said all the good things!

"Cut the crap and do it!"

Ye Feng's forehead slipped a few threads of black thread. This guy is too good at pretending.

As soon as he said this, Lei Zhen showed an expression of impatience, as if he wanted to do something terrible."Well, you forced me to do it. I didn't want to hurt you, but... Well."

Lei Zhen sighed and shook his head, as if he didn't want to do it.

Ye Feng saw this scene, a burst of helplessness, no longer hesitated, the whole body suddenly burst of blood, a thousand pounds of strange power all released!

Bang!

Ye Feng crushed the ground under his feet, just like a shell, rushing directly towards the thunder.

"Well done!"

Lei Zhen screamed strangely. He suddenly pulled out a long gun from behind and played with a firecracker. He stepped back a few steps in an instant. The long gun turned into phantoms and stabbed at Ye Feng.

"Well?"

Ye Feng exclaimed, this shot really sharp incomparable, even if his speed is much faster than him, but was forced by the long gun can't get close.

However, with the help of the mysterious power, the angles of the spear are all discerned by Ye Feng in advance, and they hide one by one.

Hiding the long gun of Lei Zhen, Ye Feng approaches Lei Zhen step by step.

"Ah, dada, dada!"

Lei Zhen a series of strange calls, the long gun in his hand is suddenly stabbed out, but can't stop Ye Feng's attack, can only step back.

At the moment, Lei Zhen was also in a cold sweat, and then on the edge of the challenge arena. He didn't expect that this man was so fierce.

What shocked him even more was that he was carrying his hands on his back. If he used them together, how terrible it would be.

At the moment when Lei Zhen exclaimed, Ye Feng had gradually approached.

"You forced me!"

Lei Zhen let out a loud shout, and his long gun burst out suddenly. It turned into countless illusions in an instant. It was twice as fast as before.

The warriors under the stage were shocked when they saw this scene. The power of each shot was huge. If they were stabbed at them, there was no doubt that they would be stabbed with a blood hole.

However, Ye Feng has no fear. With the blessing of mysterious power, he easily avoids all the attacks of Lei Zhen.

"How... How possible!"

Lei Zhen's face was shocked and unbelievable. Then his face changed and he decided to use that move.

At the same time, Ye Feng some helpless shook his head, he decided not to play, this person's strength is too bad, is not a level, no meaning.

"Lose."

Ye Feng shakes his head, dodges two shots directly, and then kicks Lei Zhen's abdomen, trying to kick Lei Zhen out of the challenge arena.

At the same moment, Lei Zhen jumped up high and wanted to stab Ye Feng with his long gun from top to bottom.

"Pick me up..."

Lei Zhen roared, but he didn't finish.

Just hear it, poop!

The sound of something breaking!

Lei Zhen felt a sharp pain under his crotch!

This moment.

Ye Feng Leng!

The martial arts are stunned!

Xiaoying was also stunned!

Everyone's brain is in a blank.

That kick unexpectedly kicked, Lei Zhen's life root?