World Wide Martial Art

Generally, those who attack first must be the most powerful ones. Situ Reading

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This is a typical example of evading the important and taking advantage of the weak, avoiding the real and attacking the weak. Then Ye Feng's figure appeared in the back, his arms vigorously pumped, his fists raised, "the brute bull leaned down", "the elephant king flicked his nose", "the spiritual deer hit its horns"...

The King of Beasts Fist was struck one after another.

There were sounds of dragons roaring and tigers roaring everywhere, strong winds were blowing, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and their steps retreated.

Bang bang bang bang...

The heavy fists hit several guards at the back. Those guards were directly hit by the powerful power contained in Ye Feng's fist and flew into the air, vomiting blood in the air.

The table tennis was pinging, and the figures fell to the ground from mid-air. Each one wailed in pain and lost the ability to move.

At this time, Ye Feng turned around and faced the three most powerful people.

The two punches and kicks he dodged just now came from the attacks of these three people.

In terms of speed, Ye Feng, who has the support of heaven-level body skills, is undoubtedly several times faster than the eighth-level guards of the Fang family. He defeated other opponents, but these three guards had not had time to turn around. In an instant, Ye Feng used the move "Iron Python Turn Over" ", his long legs swept across, kicking the three of them away like a ball, knocking over a table and chairs again.

With three moves and two moves, he easily defeated seven warriors whose cultivation levels were one level higher than his own. The strength Ye Feng showed had already made everyone onlookers have expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"this……"

"How is it possible? These are seven innate eighth-level experts, and they were defeated by this inconspicuous, handsome young man."

"Ye Feng is so powerful. What martial arts did he use? How could he be so fast?"

"In addition to being far superior in martial arts and speed to this group of Fang family guards, this Ye Feng has amazing insight and can avoid the most important and take advantage of the light. He easily avoids the attacks of the three most powerful warriors in front, defeats the weaker four in the rear, and then uses thunderous momentum to , there was a time lag, and when the three warriors in front did not react, he used powerful moves to win with one blow. Such a person can be called a genius among geniuses..."

"Well...this person may have a chance to pass the assessment and become an outer disciple..."

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Listening to the comments from the people around him, Fang Zhen, the second son of the Fang family, looked cold. The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.

This Ye Feng simply regarded the Fang family as a stepping stone, stepping on the heads of everyone in the Fang family step by step to climb up.

As soon as he thought, his face became fierce and he growled darkly: "My surname is Ye, I would like to see if you are destined to become an outer disciple of Wan Jue Sect."

With a clang, a long sword appeared in Fang Zhen's hand. It was filled with cold air. At a glance, he knew that it was at least a spiritual weapon of Xuan level or above. It carried endless sharpness and stabbed Ye Feng fiercely.

As soon as the sword thrust out, a shrill sound broke through the air, the cold wind howled, and it was biting ice.

The surrounding temperature suddenly cooled down, and the warriors in the hall who participated in the assessment were better off. The maids and servants suddenly shivered and fled out of the hall one after another.

Between Ye Feng and Fang Zhen, ice edges quickly formed, as if they were in a world of ice.

It can be seen that the young masters of the Fang family all have famous names, and most of them rely on their own strength. This sword alone incorporates the ice sword intention into it, and explodes with extremely powerful power, making everyone watching around. Their faces were moved, and they all exclaimed: "The second young master of the Fang family is indeed worthy of his reputation. This sword is enough to rank among the outer sect of Wanjue Sect."

"Outer gate? You underestimate Young Master Fang too much. Fang Zhen's goal is to break into the inner gate directly like Fang Hao!"

"I'm afraid it's still a little difficult to enter the inner gate with this sword alone, but... Second Young Master Fang's skills are more than that, and he must have even more powerful killing moves."

"Of course Ye Feng is also very powerful, but his cultivation is more than two realms behind. He may be in trouble now."

Fang Zhen's face became even more gloomy, his eyes were sharp, and he looked at Ye Feng as if he were looking at a dead person.

He seemed to have foreseen how Ye Feng would be stabbed by a sword and his body would explode into a puddle of ice.

If he didn't kill this kid, he wouldn't be able to vent the resentment in his heart. Taking advantage of the presence of so many people, he could kill Ye Feng on the spot and show off his thunderous skills, so that he could save the lost face of the Fang family.

Several Fang family warriors who were knocked over by Ye Feng had excited expressions on their faces. The guard who brought them in shouted arrogantly: "Second Young Master, if you kill this kid with one sword, you are giving him an advantage. You must chop him off." His hands and feet made him wail for at least three days and three nights before he died."

"Yes. Let everyone here see what will happen if you offend our Fang family!"

Everyone in the Fang family felt that Fang Zhen was sure of victory. The arrogance and domineering attitude that Ye Feng had just defeated and suppressed was back again.

Even more rampant than before.

These people have all seen Fang Zhen's attack. Fang Zhen's blow containing the ice sword spirit once frozen a virtual realm master and lost his attack power in a short period of time.

The master of the virtual realm will be frozen, and it is impossible for a mere seventh-level innate boy to be stronger than the master.

The Seventh Level Xiantian might be capable of defeating the seven or eight Eighth Level Xiantian, but they never believed that Ye Feng had the strength to block this sword.

Hearing the cheers and cheers from his servants, Fang Zhen's cold face gained a hint of ferocity, and he laughed loudly and said, "Death is not enough for those who have offended our Fang family!"

Ye Feng shook his head slightly.

This guy is too arrogant and domineering. Originally, he just wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but he didn't expect that the other party would use his killer move and act unscrupulously.

If one is not strong enough and is hit by this sword, even a trace of fur will be frozen by the extreme coldness contained in the sword's intention. Once this happens, one can imagine the fate.

Since Fang Zhen was so ruthless, hey, then you can't blame yourself for being ruthless.

Ye Feng sneered and said, "Does the Fang family, who is big on sesame seeds and mung beans, really regard themselves as a holy place?"

As he spoke, intense fire erupted from Ye Feng's palms, and a flame like a red sword flew up.

The technique of controlling fire in the "Dividing Fire Divine Art" - Red Flame Fire Dragon.

The power of the King of Beasts' Fist is limited, and it can easily deal with the Fang family's thugs, but it is not enough to deal with Fang Zhen's ice sword intent.

This move of the Red Flame Fire Dragon uses the vitality to control the flames to form a dragon shape and then use it to injure the enemy. It not only contains the fierce and domineering fire element, but also mixes the coercive aura of the heavenly dragon. Although Ye Feng cannot imitate the galloping force of the ancient fire dragon. Qian's momentum, when displayed like this, is still majestic and domineering, very fierce.

In particular, the fire dragon made a faint roaring sound, and the air flow surged, which shocked people and made them retreat wildly...