World Wide Martial Art

Ye Feng stared at him and sneered, "You don't believe it? Then you might as well try it. Si Tu"

This Mo Gaokun's cultivation is only the fifth or sixth level of the virtual realm. Although his cultivation is two levels higher than Ye Feng, how could he be taken seriously by Ye Feng?

This man even needs to rely on the earth-level top-grade spiritual weapon to make a breakthrough for the city-level genius. His strength should be inferior to the five-star bear demon general killed by himself. Ye Feng has the ability to kill him easily.

"Okay, since you are looking for death, I will kill you, the so-called county-level genius."

Mo Gaokun swallowed and spit out his Yuanli, and his body moved instantly, punching Ye Feng.

There was a sound of breaking through the air in the punch, and the power was not bad.

The blood dragon flag warriors he brought saw this scene and immediately shouted in unison to cheer for their young master.

"This kid is simply overestimating himself!"

"The young master's cultivation has reached the peak of the fifth level. As long as he has a suitable earth-level supreme spiritual weapon, he can go to the City Lord's Mansion to challenge and become a city-level genius. How powerful is his strength? How could a mere two or three-level virtual realm warrior be the young master's opponent?"

"That's right, since the young master wants to kill him, we must guard against him escaping. Everyone should keep an eye on him. If he wants to escape, just pull him back..."

"Haha, if he is an ordinary person, he will not enter this Bishui Pavilion at most. He pretends to be a county-level genius. He is really courting death..."

No one believes Ye Feng's words, and no one thinks that Ye Feng can survive.

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with coldness, and he also threw a punch that was no less powerful.

He knew very well that he only needed one punch to seriously injure Mo Gaokun or even kill him directly.

This person's cultivation is higher than his own, but only two levels higher. This strength is vulnerable in front of Ye Feng. I really don't know where his confidence comes from.

He was high and mighty, discriminating against "ordinary people" from head to toe, but he didn't know that in Ye Feng's eyes, he was not even a scum.

But just between punches, Ye Feng suddenly felt that his punch was blocked by someone.

It was like hitting the water, all the Yuanli squeezed into it, but there was no ripple, as if all the Yuanli he had hit was absorbed and dissolved by the opponent.

Obviously hitting the opponent, but not being able to hurt the opponent at all, this situation shocked Ye Feng.

A strong sense of crisis emerged in his heart.

"The person who has such strength and can withstand the power of his punch must have reached the king level!"

He raised his head suddenly and saw someone standing between him and Mo Gaokun, blocking the blows of both of them at the same time.

This person was the chubby shopkeeper He of Bishui Pavilion.

Feeling the power emanating from Ye Feng's hand, he couldn't help but frown and said coldly: "How dare you act wildly in my Bishui Pavilion's territory?"

He saw that Ye Feng's strength was obviously stronger than Mo Gaokun, and Ye Feng's punch just now could definitely seriously injure Mo Gaokun.

Shopkeeper He had received the news that Xingguang City did have a county-level genius, but Shopkeeper He couldn't be sure that the person was Ye Feng. Second, even if it was Ye Feng, he couldn't let him injure or kill Mo Gaokun in front of him.

Otherwise, he couldn't explain it to the Blood Dragon Flag Master.

"No matter who you are, get out of here. You are not welcome in Bishui Pavilion!"

Then he looked at Mo Gaokun again, his face became much kinder, and said: "Mr. Mo, is it worth it for you to fight such a lowly person?"

"You just said that the White Tiger Sect has been destroyed, and the Blood Dragon Flag, the Extreme Fire Fort, and the Giant Sword Sect have become the top forces in Xingguang City. Your status and position are so glorious that you don't need to be on the same level as such a small character..."

He was afraid that Mo Gaokun would not be able to hold back and attack again, and then be killed by Ye Feng inexplicably.

The strength of the punches just now was very different from that of heaven and earth. Perhaps Mo Gaokun did not understand the strength of Ye Feng, but Manager He could clearly sense that if Mo Gaokun wanted to fight with Ye Feng, he would be courting death.

After hearing what Shopkeeper He said, Mo Gaokun laughed happily: "Shopkeeper He, you are right."

"I really need to respect my identity. With my strength, I can kill this guy with one hand, but killing him is not a big deal. As long as he doesn't appear in front of me and make me angry, it doesn't matter if he lives."

He pointed at Hei Hu and scolded Ye Feng: "Now I give you a chance, take him and get out!"

Shopkeeper He nodded with a smile.

Then he glared at Ye Feng with some disgust and said coldly: "Since Young Master Mo has let you go, why don't you leave quickly? Do I have to throw you out?"

When Ye Feng saw Shopkeeper He standing between him and Mo Gaokun at first, he thought that after knowing his identity, he would at least act impartially.

But he didn't expect that this fat shopkeeper would be so partial?

This made Ye Feng's eyes flash with a hint of indifference, and he said lightly: "Shopkeeper, I am a guest, I just want to go into the Green Water Pavilion to take a look. Why, is this how the Green Water Pavilion does business?"

"You don't have to worry about how the Green Water Pavilion does business. Anyway, this shopkeeper declares here that you are not welcome!" Shopkeeper He said with some disdain: "Even if I let you in to take a look, what's the matter? You two have low cultivation, how many spirit stones do you have? Instead of affecting other guests, it is better to respect the opinions of other guests and not let you in."

This immediately caused Mo Gaokun and the Blood Dragon Flag to make a fuss.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said calmly: "Could it be that in the eyes of the shopkeeper, a county-level genius is not as good as a sect master?"

"You... you are totally ignorant!" Shopkeeper He snorted coldly, "You said you are a county-level genius, what can you prove?"

Ye Feng said coldly: "Of course there is proof. If I show the proof, can I enter the Bishui Pavilion?"

Shopkeeper He stared at him, sneered with disdain, "That may not be the case. Whether you can enter the Bishui Pavilion is up to me. But you insist that you are a county-level genius, show me the proof first? If you keep talking nonsense and make me unhappy, even if you are really a county-level genius, I will not let you in."

Ye Feng's anger suddenly rose.

This fat shopkeeper is simply unreasonable.

At this moment, a voice came from the huge gate of Bishui Pavilion: "What's going on outside? It's so noisy, how can it be so disgraceful?"

Everyone immediately raised their heads and saw a tall and thin old man with a long beard at the door, frowning and expressing dissatisfaction.

The arrogant shopkeeper He, after seeing the old man with a long beard, immediately became very respectful and bowed and said: "Reporting to the shopkeeper, I have already dealt with these minor matters."

The old man with a long beard nodded, waved his hand and turned to leave...