World Wide Martial Art

Even though the killing intent surged in his heart, Wu Gu finally controlled himself. Situ

As Ye Feng said, if he continues to waste time, Ao Feibai might really become a complete waste.

"Second brother and third child, you two quickly take people back to the Silver Dragon Palace and tell the palace master that not only was your highness burned by the flames like this, but he also took the Guiyuan Pill. Please try to save him, the palace master."

After raising his hand to create a seal that blocked all Ao Feibai's symptoms, Wu Gu began to explain in a cold voice.

Upon hearing the word "Palace Master", the other two Silver Dragon Palace elders all trembled, with fear on their faces.

The three of them boasted about Haikou when they came, but now they are returning with a half-dead Ao Feibai. I'm afraid... it won't be easy for the palace master to blame him and punish him.

"What are you waiting for? If something happens to His Highness, how can you and I still hang out in the Silver Dragon Palace?"

Wu Gu naturally understood what the two were thinking, and immediately yelled. The two looked helpless, and turned around to leave with Ao Feibai. However, at this moment, Ye Feng's voice came out from behind again.

"Wait!"

"Since Ao Feibai can no longer fight, then this challenge can be regarded as my victory, right?"

The volume of this sentence was not low, it was deliberately amplified by Yuan Li, and spread throughout the entire Eternal Life Palace.

"That's right, just say it if you lose."

"Who knows if the shameless Silver Dragon Palace will find excuses to cheat in the future?"

"If Ao Feibai can still fight, let him fight again. If he can't fight, then he has to admit defeat on the spot..."

"..."

There were many Changsheng Temple warriors present who made sarcastic sounds, with a lot of laughter.

Over the years, Changsheng Palace has been criticized everywhere. Even the eight elders have to walk with their heads down whenever they meet Ao Shuanglou, the master of Silver Dragon Palace.

This bad breath has been suppressed for many years.

Now that Ao Feibai was seriously injured and defeated, these warriors were relieved.

Especially when I heard Silver Dragon Palace admitting defeat on the spot, it was a very sad thing.

At this moment, Ye Feng's human identity was ignored by them. In the martial arts-oriented Shui Tribe, strength was respected. Ye Feng fought as a consort, so he could be regarded as one of their own in the Palace of Eternal Life.

"Admit defeat!"

"Admit defeat and admit defeat!"

"..."

There were shouts one after another, making Wu Gu and others' faces turn blue and white.

"Haha... Kindness is hard to come by... Well, it's hard to disobey orders. According to my wishes, Elder Wu Gu, you'd better not delay Ao's nephew's healing. Why don't you just... say a word."

Elder Temuhe who destroyed the temple smiled brightly and flew across the field with a flick of his sleeves, looking like he was all for Ao Feibai.

"snort!"

"As you wish, our Silver Dragon Palace lost this challenge."

His face trembled violently, Wu Gu just spoke with a dark face, and his words were extremely difficult.

"If you, the Eternal Life Palace, are satisfied, quickly get out of the way. This will delay the healing of the young master of this palace. The master of the palace will be furious. No one can bear the consequences!"

"Since you have chosen to admit defeat, this challenge is over, please."

Elder Aocang, who was in a good mood, did not pay attention to the threat in Wu Gu's words and signaled the water tribe warriors of the Eternal Life Palace to get out of the way.

The two Silver Dragon Palace elders quickly took Ao Feibai away, leaving only bursts of burnt smell along the way.

Wu Gu did not leave. He glanced at Ye Feng without saying a word and returned to the elder's seat.

"Great Elder, the winner has been decided, we can... announce the result." Elder Aocang looked at Tianwu Gan in the middle and signaled.

A cold light flashed across his eyes quickly. Tian Wugan stood up with a smile, stretched out his hand and flicked the battlefield in front of him. The ruins of the field were immediately flattened, and the burning flames disappeared.

The methods of the Holy Realm are evident.

He cleared his throat, glanced around, and then shouted loudly: "This time, Ye Feng wins. I think no one here wants to continue the challenge, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a rather powerful wave of aura trembled violently from somewhere in the crowd.

"Sir, you..."

Looking at Wu Kunlun, whose energy was out of control, Xiao Meier's pretty face was full of nervousness. She subconsciously opened her mouth to ask, but she swallowed it halfway.

The Demonic Flame Dragon Lion's flames were overbearing and exaggerated, and they obviously had no less than two or three levels of combat power at the King Realm. Wu Kunlun had just advanced to the advanced level not long ago, so his hope of victory was extremely slim.

Xiao Meier was confused by Ye Feng's improvement in combat power.

In that battle a few months ago, I could still fight with him, but now... I am left far behind by Ye Feng.

From this point of view, the young master will not be his opponent.

Wu Kunlun, whose chest was rising and falling, was breathing heavily. In his mind, there was a battle between heaven and man, struggling between taking action and not taking action.

He is confident that he can deal with the current Ye Feng. With his methods, he can probably kill Ye Feng on the spot.

But what about the majestic fire lion?

Especially the flames breathed out by the lion can easily suppress the Purple Evil Mysterious Fire.

He didn't think that his methods were better than Ao Feibai's martial spirit.

But if he doesn't take action, I'm afraid there will be no chance to defeat Ye Feng in the future, and even if he can win, it will be too late, and there is no way that Princess Wu Ji will fall into his hands.

He was almost driven crazy.

Wu Kunlun had been waiting for this day for too long. His lifelong martial arts ambitions and his ambition to revitalize Aolaihai all required the identity of the consort.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

At a certain moment, Wu Kunlun's facial features distorted, he roared and let out a low cold shout, and his starry eyes looked at Ye Feng like lightning.

Uh-huh!

Just as his eyes fell, two cold eyes locked on him on the opposite side, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Indifference, ruthlessness, arrogance, disdain!

From those eyes, Wu Kunlun saw many different expressions, which were undoubtedly not full of provocation.

At this moment, the furious Wu Kunlun was filled with rage, and his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs began to shoot out blazing flames. He clearly felt that those emotions came completely from the bottom of Ye Feng's heart.

"If you want to fight...then fight. Even if my strength has declined, you will never be my opponent."

"You will end up like Ao Feibai, spending the rest of your life on the hospital bed..."

A touch of spiritual power penetrated into Wu Kunlun's mind and echoed endlessly in Wu Kunlun's brain.

Ye Feng, who was on the battlefield, straightened his chest and stood beside the mighty Demon Flame Dragon Lion with his head held high.

Gulu!

The two eyes were facing each other, and Wu Kunlun suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He felt that the light from Ye Feng's eyes was getting more and more dazzling. Deep in his heart, he couldn't help but feel the intention to retreat.

No!

In an instant, he roared and reacted.

He actually flinched under the gaze of a boy from the virtual realm? Although it was only for a moment, it was still unacceptable to him.

Damn it, that kid's combat power has clearly dropped, why can he still feel extremely dangerous?

Wu Kunlun looked at it again unwillingly, but Ye Feng's aggressive gaze suddenly disappeared, leaving only a big boy with a smile on his lips, standing there calmly...