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- "He's dead!"
Behind the crowd, Wu Gang looked at Chen Feng with an arrogant expression and curled his lips.
But when he turned around, he saw Wu Hui looking at Ye Kun with a solemn expression. He still looked a little lazy like before. He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
"When you met him in the Fengjue Mountains before, was he only at the peak of the ninth level of innate cultivation?"
Wu Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Ye Kun, and then smiled: "It seems that there may be a new face among the top ten in this martial arts competition."
"You mean"
Wu Gang's eyes widened and he looked at Ye Kun in disbelief.
At this time, Ye Kun was walking towards Chen Feng step by step, with a cold smile on his lips, and coldly uttered three words: "Two hands."
The crowd around him was stunned at first, and then became an uproar!
Chen Feng was also stunned, but when he reacted, his handsome face quickly became distorted: "You can't blame me if you want to die!"
Before he finished speaking, a bright sword light burst out from the long black sword in his hand, like a crescent moon, and struck Ye Kun head-on!
"Half-moon slash with the domineering sword!"
"That's all you have?" Ye Kun raised his head, a cold light emerging from his eyes!
A terrifying aura emanates from him, and terrifying spiritual pressure sweeps across the surroundings!
The next moment, Ye Kun moved, took a step forward, and the mana in his dantian surged to his right hand, and immediately punched out!
In the stunned eyes of everyone, the half-moon-shaped sword light released by Chen Feng shattered instantly. At the same time, Ye Kun's fist also hit the sword surface hard.
"Bang¡ª¡ª"
Like gold and iron colliding, sparks suddenly appeared on the long black knife in Chen Feng's hand. The next moment, he felt a huge force coming from him, tearing him apart. The long knife in his hand was directly punched away by Ye Kun.
"Stop!"
A loud shout rang out from behind the crowd, and several figures leapt into the air and rushed into the square, as if they wanted to prevent the next tragedy from happening!
"snort!"
Ye Kun snorted coldly, raised the corners of his mouth, and wore a smile as cold as a blade. His fists did not stop at all, like a dragon out of the sea, slamming into Chen Feng's hands on his chest!
"Click¡ª¡ª"
The crisp and harsh sound of bone breaking sounded, and everyone saw Chen Feng's hands folded at ninety degrees and twisted inward. The next moment, Chen Feng flew out like a kite with its string broken, and landed heavily among a group of Chen family monks behind him. The crowd was knocked upside down!
The whole square was as silent as death. Everyone looked at Chen Feng who was vomiting blood and passed out with deep shock. Then their eyes slowly moved and finally landed on the expressionless young man in the square. !
"Building the foundation" From somewhere, a dry voice came out, and then, the sound was like pebbles smashed into a calm lake, creating waves.
"Oh my god, he, he is actually a foundation-building practitioner!"
"How old is Ye Kun that he has been promoted to Foundation Establishment?!"
"I remember he was seventeen years oldhe was a foundation builder at the age of seventeen. Oh my God, even Chen Shengfu was only promoted to a foundation builder at the age of twenty!"
"There is actually a foundation-building cultivator in the Ye family. This time there will be a good show in the martial arts battle between the nations!"
A loud noise rang out, and these exclamations sounded particularly harsh to the ears of the figures who had entered the square before.
"Ye Kun, you dare to hurt my Chen family monk!" As a cold voice sounded, the noise around him suddenly stopped. Immediately, a series of stunned eyes fell on the three figures who had entered the square before.
These three people all wore white gowns and had the clan emblem with the word "Ìì" on their chests, which further revealed their identities. When they saw the leader, the crowd erupted in exclamation:
"Chen Shengfu!"
"Can you finally bear it no longer?" Wu Hui crossed his arms on his chest and looked at the leader, with fighting intent burning in his eyes!
"I didn't expect him to show up!"
"Now we have something good to watch. Ye Kun faces off against Chen Shengfu. This is a new generation of geniuses facing off against the real top three geniuses from the twenty southern countries!"
"Haha, what a show. In front of Chen Shengfu, I don't see how Ye Kun can fight back. He's just waiting to be beaten to death!"
"That's right! Chen Shengfu was promoted to Foundation Establishment four years ago. Now four years have passed. How strong has he become now?!"
Hearing the exclamations around him, Ye Kun frowned and looked at Chen Shengfu.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? together out Out out of theAlthough he is not handsome, he exudes a sense of masculinity, and his figure is even more erect and tall. Combined with his aura, he is enough to make him the focus of the crowd anywhere!
But at this time, Chen Shengfu's eyes contained deep anger. He stared at Ye Kun and said word by word: "You dare to hurt my Chen family cultivator in Tianfeng City. Do you really think this is the place for you to run wild?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a terrifying spiritual pressure surged out from Chen Shengfu's body, sweeping across the entire square like a wave!
"What a powerful spiritual pressure!" Ye Kun's pupils shrank slightly. If Chen Shengfu hadn't hidden his strength, he should have condensed three cyclones at the lowest level now, and he might even have advanced to the spirit stage!
"Butyou want to oppress him with just this momentum?"
A smile as cold as a knife edge appeared at the corner of Ye Kun's mouth, and he said sarcastically: "You sat in that tea stall and looked at it for so long. Don't tell me that you don't know anything. Or, you brought me here just to tell me." These bullshit?¡±
Chen Shengfu¡¯s pupils suddenly shrank, and then he burst into laughter. The laughter was like thunder, rolling and exploding.
Some lowly monks in the crowd covered their ears and looked at the laughing Chen Shengfu in shock.
The next moment, Chen Shengfu lowered his head, and the smile on his face looked particularly bloody: "Arrogant boy, you will die here today!"
The next moment, he grasped the long sword hanging at his waist, and terrifying mana surged out.
"Qiang!"
A sharp cry like a dragon's roar sounded, the long sword was unsheathed, and with a bright sword light, almost instantly, it was in front of Ye Kun!
Ye Kun's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing that Chen Shengfu was probably the strongest opponent he had faced so far. He took a deep breath and was about to activate the strongest "three tails" state.
However, just when the battle was about to break out, an angry rebuke suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.
"Bold, do you still take our Yunjing Empire seriously when we fight privately before the martial arts meeting?"
Although the sound was not loud, everyone seemed to feel that the sound was blasting directly in their minds. Ye Kun and Chen Shengfu, who were about to fight, were also shocked. They stopped their hands at the same time and looked at the back of the crowd in shock.
The crowd slowly parted, and they saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a snow-white Confucian shirt, and with a very chic attitude walking slowly towards them.
Behind this Confucianism, he followed a strong man like an iron tower. His eyes were like a copper bell, and his upper and lower muscles were like dragons, and his clothes were bulging.
The strong man like an iron tower glanced at Ye Kun and Chen Shengfu, and coldly snorted: "Don't stop yet!"
As the sound rolled in, Ye Kun felt the mana in his body surge wildly, and he could hardly control the mana churning in his body!
"What kind of cultivation is this!"
Ye Kun was horrified. Just by relying on his voice, his magic power suddenly fluctuated uncontrollably. This was simply not something that a foundation-building monk could do!
"Golden elixir monk?!"
Ye Kun took a breath of air, and his eyes paused for a moment on the strong man in the iron tower, and then fell on the middle-aged Confucian scholar in front of him, because it could be seen from the behavior of the strong man that he was a small step behind the Confucian scholar. He is clearly the bodyguard of a middle-aged Confucian scholar!
A golden elixir guard? !
Who is this middle-aged Confucian scholar?
At the moment when Ye Kun lost his mind, Chen Shengfu, who was not far in front of him, saw the middle-aged Confucian scholar. His face suddenly became extremely ugly. He hurriedly sheathed his long sword, stepped forward and bowed: " Chen Shengfu of Tianfeng Kingdom has met the seventh prince¡¯s special envoy!¡±
The seventh prince¡¯s special envoy? !
Hearing Chen Shengfu¡¯s words, the entire square suddenly fell into a deathly silence!
You must know that in Jingzhou, there is only one person who can be called the emperor - the Supreme of the Yunjing Empire!
The seventh prince¡¯s special envoy, that is to say, this person is the supervisory envoy sent by the seventh prince of the Yunjing Empire to watch this martial arts meeting among the nations!
"Hiss¡ª" Everyone took a breath of air. Immediately, both the onlookers and the confronting monks from the Ye family and Chen family bowed their heads and saluted: "I have seen the Seventh Prince's special envoy!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and nodded, looked at Chen Shengfu, and asked seemingly casually: "I seem to remember that before the martial arts meeting of all countries, countries are not allowed to fight in private to retaliate against each other. This is what your Tianfeng Kingdom does. The host country of this martial arts competition should set an example, right?"
This seemingly questioning sentence immediately made Chen Shengfu's forehead covered with cold sweat, and he stammered: "Yes, my lord, the special envoy, I am impulsive in the next moment, please forgive me."
The seventh prince¡¯s special envoy nodded with a smile and said calmly: ¡°In that case,Then let's break up. "
?????????????????????????????????????? The Seventh Prince¡¯s envoy waved his hand, turned and left. Everyone looked at his graceful leaving figure in astonishment, their mouths wide open, not knowing what to say.
It wasn't until he disappeared from sight that Chen Shengfu raised his head and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Then he glared at Ye Kun bitterly, gritted his teeth and said: "You are lucky today, but in the martial arts competition of all countries, I hope you will be lucky too." Such 'good luck'!"
With that said, he left in a panic with a group of Chen family disciples without waiting for Ye Kun to reply.
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