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Chapter 910 Yuantian mid-term is a fart

A bright moon in the night sky was blocked by dark clouds. レ♠レ

The training ground of Fengweiying was terrifying and quiet. The transparent lights of the surrounding lighting were very dazzling. The cold wind at night made the leaves on the trees around the training ground "rustling". The crisp slap just now seemed to echo.

In the air.

Zhou Lengkong, who was responsible for watching the Blood Sword Sect of Sun Boyi and others, and Yi Nanzhong, who was in charge of watching the Flying Knife Sect, their eyes were as big as lanterns. In their eyes, everything in front of them was really incredible.

You should know that Wang Muchong is a dignified mid-stage Yuantian master. Even if Wang Muchong does not use all his strength, he should be able to deal with Ye Chenfeng in a minute.

But what happened? Ye Chenfeng slapped Wang Mu hard, slung all the bones on Wang Mu Chong's cheek, which made Zhou Lengkong and Yi Nanzhong swallowed involuntarily. Before this

The two of them only heard that Ye Chenfeng has the strength comparable to the innate masters, which made them feel that Ye Chenfeng is extremely evil. The speed that Ye Chenfeng had just been used and the momentum that was emitted by his body was not sure what to do.

How many times more powerful are the innate masters? If Wang Muchong, the middle-stage Yuantian master, was still here, I'm afraid these two old men would have run away.

After Ye Chenfeng slapped Wang Muchong hard under Wang Muchong's carelessness, his steps quickly retreated by about ten meters. His joking eyes stared at Wang Muchong meaningfully, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Smile.

Wang Muchong, whose entire face was stained with blood, saw the expression on Ye Chenfeng's face, and after he felt the scorching pain on his cheeks, the anger in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano, from birth to now.

Wang Muchong has never been slapped in the face. He was the previous sect leader of Yuntian Sect and grew up under the halo of genius.

As the saying goes, no slap in the face, and Ye Chenfeng's harsh slap just now hit Wang Muchong's pride and dignity very accurately. The muscles on Wang Muchong's cheeks were twitching slightly, from his shriveled

Five or six blood teeth were spitting out of his mouth, and his gloomy eyes were filled with burning anger. The breathing in his nose and mouth was very rapid, and he shouted: "Little beast, you, you dare to slap me."

Slap? I'm not going to let you survive. Tonight I'm going to send you to the West, and I'm going to kill your relatives one by one."

Listening to Wang Muchong's heart-wrenching roar, Ye Chenfeng smiled very satisfied, but his face still had a look of disdain, and he mocked: "Shameless old man, I remember you took the initiative to let me suck it just now.

Your slap? I just met your request. You don’t need to thank me anymore. If you really want to thank me, I don’t mind you kowtowing me a few times.”

“Kala~Kala~Kala~”

Wang Muchong, with a bloody face, suddenly gathered his dry palms. Thick blue veins appeared one by one on the back of his hand. The joints of his fingers kept making creeping sounds, and the skin on his face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.

The momentum of the Yuantian middle stage in the body is constantly rising.

Ye Chenfeng successfully angered Wang Muchong. And he was extremely angry. At this moment, Wang Muchong only wanted to tear Ye Chenfeng away immediately. He had no patience to keep Ye Chenfeng behind and torture him slowly.

"Little beast, you are looking for death!" Wang Muchong's forehead swelled up, and his figure quickly swept towards Ye Chenfeng like a gust of breeze. He clenched his fist with his right hand and waved it towards Ye Chenfeng. Ye Chenfeng was desperately trying to use his feet.

He used the Xuan Xuan footwork and avoided Wang Muchong's punch.

There was a dull sound of "Bang!"

A deep pit appeared on the ground of the training ground. The punch that Wang Muchong just now was released from the real force. Because Ye Chenfeng avoided it, all the power contained in this punch hit the ground, and for a moment, the air was in progress.

There is dust in it.

To be honest, Ye Chenfeng actually irritated a mid-stage Yuantian master, which was also a bit of playing with fire. If he was not careful, he might have to play with fire, but Ye Chenfeng wanted to solve the situation at the moment.

There is only one way to do it for the masters in the middle stage of Mingyuan Tian.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng avoiding his attack, Wang Muchong exerted his speed and strength to the extreme without reservation. Although Ye Chenfeng was still using the Xuan Xuan footwork under his feet, Wang Muchong's strength was much higher than him.

After a while, his body was covered with scars.

Fortunately, Ye Chenfeng's dangerous premonition ability is very strong. Every time he can make Wang Mu attack minimize the damage to his body. Moreover, the old man in Wang's mind fell into crazy anger, and his attack was out of order.

At first, he was just attacking Ye Chenfeng to release the burning anger in his heart.

Ye Chenfeng's figure kept moving to the left at the end of the training ground. After suffering more than a dozen attacks on Wang Muchong on his body, Ye Chenfeng came to the top of the bone-transforming pool. Now the bone-transforming pool was covered by soil. Others

People can't see anything special about this place.

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng's clothes became ragged, and blood marks appeared on his body. Even many bones on his waist were interrupted by Wang Muchong. The breath of his nose was slightly disordered, and his left hand quietly

He reached into his pants' pocket and touched a small black remote control in his pocket.

On the other side, Zhou Lengkong from the Blood Sword Gate and Yi Nanzhong from the Flying Knife Gate, they saw Ye Chenfeng from the front of the training ground and were forced to the end of the training ground by Wang Muchong. They had a look of pride on their faces.

, staring at Sun Boyi and others arrogantly, Zhou Lengkong said: "You are all mentally prepared to die! If you can die at the hands of Senior Wang, you will never be considered in vain in your life."

"You guys watch it! Ye Chenfeng, a little beast, should be sent to the King of Hell soon by Senior Wang." Yi Nanzhong also echoed.

But Sun Boyi and others did not show any expression on their faces. At first, they were indeed worried about Ye Chenfeng, but when they saw Ye Chenfeng's figure constantly moving towards the end of the training ground, they immediately remembered to practice here.

There is a bone-transforming pool at the end of the field. They had seen the power of this bone-transforming pool with their own eyes. They believed that if Wang Muchong really fell into this bone-transforming pool, even if he had the state of the middle stage of Yuantian,

I'm afraid it won't work anymore.

The end of the training ground.

Wang Muchong saw Ye Chenfeng standing there no longer hide, and he sneered and said, "Little beast, if you have the ability, you will be arrogant and show me? If you have the ability, you will slap me in the face! Now I will make you instantly become

A pool of minced meat.”

As he said that, Wang Muchong launched an attack again, and the true power in his body continued to increase. The palm of his right hand turned into an eagle claw and grabbed Ye Chenfeng's chest.

After Ye Chenfeng saw Wang Muchong exerting his eagle claws, his legs still stood there without moving, as if he had taken root in the ground. He tried his best to improve the power of the peak king level to the extreme. In Wang Muchong

When he appeared in front of him, his right fist suddenly bombarded Wang Muchong's eagle claws.

Unfortunately, Ye Chenfeng's strength is not as strong as Wang Muchong. When his fists and eagle claws touched each other, Ye Chenfeng's body was suddenly shook back, while Wang Muchong stood still and roared in his throat: "Little beast,

Is this the only skill you have?"

When Ye Chenfeng's body was shaken away from the top of the bone-transforming pool, when Wang Muchong stood above the bone-transforming pool and was still moving, Ye Chenfeng's left hand instantly pressed the red button on the black remote control in his pocket, and smiled coldly.

He said: "It's a big deal in the middle of Yuantian."

When Ye Chenfeng pressed the red button, a metal plate covering the bone-transforming pool moved away as quickly as possible. Wang Muchong, who was originally in anger, saw Ye Chenfeng vulnerable in his hand.

So his vigilance had long been greatly reduced. The moment the metal plate was moved away, he had no time to react and his body suddenly fell into the bone-transforming pool.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chenfeng finally breathed a breath from his mouth. When he had just fought with Wang Muchong, the bones in his entire right arm were broken apart.
Chapter completed!
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