"The real man said to do it, you can continue."

The monks of the spectators were shocked. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng was so sharp that they all thought that Song Jingang would inevitably admit defeat, but they did not expect that Song Jingang gritted his teeth and walked to Ye Feng again. Obviously, Song Jingang did not believe that Ye Feng had only used three points of strength with his punch before.

"good"

Ye Feng was not ruthless. From the moment when the shadow of the Vajra Great God Ape appeared behind Song Jingang, Ye Feng was even more sure that he should not give up Song Jingang's body refining genius. However, to conquer Song Jingang, he must first show his body refining cultivation that is far superior to Song Jingang, otherwise Song Jingang would not surrender.

Ye Feng shouted coldly and punched again. Ye Feng's punch was no longer as casual as before. He also used the Green Dragon Fist Power and the Arhat Fist. The golden light flashed on his fist, and even made a majestic dragon roar. The powerful fist power penetrated his body, forming a golden dragon that seemed real and illusory. He opened his teeth and claws, shook his head and wagged his tail and pounced towards Song Jingang. The powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire ring.

Song Jingang's face changed drastically, and then he realized that Ye Feng was right. He also shouted loudly, stomped his horse, his legs sank deeply into the ground, and instantly released the phantom of the Vajra Hercules Ape.

The power of the Vajra Hercules is also very powerful, but compared with the fist power produced by Ye Feng, it is obviously too different, and it is even ignored by the monks who are watching the battle.

The golden dragon fisted and wandered around and came to Song Jingang. The phantom of the Vajra Heroic Ape behind Song Jingang could not bear the strong pressure and dissipated. Song Jingang couldn't help but close his eyes.

Boom

With the loud noise of the sky, the dazzling golden light drowned the entire arena in an instant. Ye Feng remained motionless in the golden light, but Song Jingang flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Song Jingang hit the ban, then stopped and fell to the ground. However, after the golden light disappeared, Song Jingang had already climbed up. Although his face was pale and he vomited blood, he could still hold on. He was not killed by the golden dragon of fist as the cultivators imagined.

The cultivators were quite disappointed and felt that Ye Feng's punch was just a sign of it. The thunder was loud and the raindrops were raining. Ye Feng was not surprised at all and said with a smile: "I used seven-point force to this punch, but unfortunately, I accidentally missed it a little and did not hurt you at will. But don't worry, I will definitely pay attention to the third punch, and I will use very strong force."

Song Jingang suddenly realized that no wonder he was still alive. It turned out that Ye Feng's punch missed, but it was really unconvincing that a master like Ye Feng could actually miss one punch. And this punch missed can still cause greater damage than the first punch, which really shocked Song Jingang.

Heard that Ye Feng would punch him with all his strength, Song Jingang immediately knew that Ye Feng would show mercy once, but he would not be so patient.

"Wait, I lost, convinced, I am willing to join your Ye family, but I have a condition, you have to teach me the best body refining techniques."

When Ye Feng looked up, Song Jingang finally gritted his teeth and did not dare to continue.

Ye Feng was overjoyed and said, "Of course, the reason why I wanted to accept you was because I was attracted by your talent in body refining. I have already seen that although you are gifted, you do not have the best body refining skills, otherwise your strength would not be weaker than mine."

Song Jingang was also very happy and immediately said respectfully: "The head of the family is here, please accept Song Jingang's worship. I, Song Jingang, swear to the heaven that I will swear to be loyal to the Ye family and the head of the family in the future."

Ye Feng laughed happily and said, "Okay, okay, you will be one of the foreign elders of our Ye family in the future. Although our Ye family is not very powerful now, its potential is unlimited. If you join our Ye family, our Ye family will never treat you badly. Please get up quickly, Elder Song Jingang."

"I see"

The audience monks were all shocked, and then they probably guessed that Ye Feng and Song Jingang had a bet, and each of them received three punches. As a result, Ye Feng won. Most of the punches were Ye Feng's mercy. Now Song Jingang should have admitted defeat and joined the Ye family as agreed.

"The head of the family is mighty, welcome Elder Song to join"

The Ye family cultivators were overjoyed and enthusiastically took Song Jingang, who had admitted his defeat and withdrew from the Ye family to the seat. Song Jingang transformed from a casual cultivator to an elder of the Ye family. When he felt the friendship of the Ye family cultivator, he immediately felt an unprecedented sense of belonging, as warm as if a wandering wanderer had returned home.

Even before he withdrew, Ye Feng used the technique of sweet rain. With a wave of his hand, the injuries on Song Jingang's body disappeared completely. The head of the family personally healed his wounds, which made Song Jingang quite moved.

"Damn the Ye family has another Golden Pill Master"

Some monks who were jealous and hated the Ye family cursed secretly, but most monks were just envious and did not dare to show their jealousy, because they had discovered that the Ye family was unstoppable, and Ye Feng's status was also consolidated with the holding of this Qianlong Conference, completely beyond their expectations and control.

"Don't be proud and take your life"

Ye Feng smiled and nodded to the cheering cultivators in the audience on the ring. A young monk in black immediately shouted among the Japanese, and Ling Xu Yukong flew into the ring.

Although this Japanese monk was a little short, he was still handsome among the Japanese. However, compared with Ye Feng on the ring, he was the difference between a crow and a phoenix.

Because of this, the Japanese monk became even more jealous and hated Ye Feng. Although Ye Feng had shown his powerful body refining cultivation before, the Japanese Japanese in Jindan were not afraid at all because he was not a body refining cultivator, and he did not intend to compete with Ye Feng for body refining cultivation. He believed that no matter how high Ye Feng's body refining cultivation was, he could not withstand his magic weapon attack.

"die"

Ye Feng glanced at him and immediately saw that the Japanese monk of the Golden Pill was the third level of the Golden Pill, that is, the peak monk of the early stage of the Golden Pill, and he was also a medium-grade golden elixir, and his luck was quite strong. Compared with ordinary monks, he was an absolute master. If his magic weapon was of good quality, he rarely encountered an opponent in the same level.

However, as a heavenly-grade golden elixir and having many ancient treasures, heavenly-grade magic weapons, and a variety of unique skills, Ye Feng obviously did not take this golden elixir Japanese seriously.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and in the majestic dragon roar, a dragon-shaped fist immediately opened his teeth and claws to face the golden elixir Japanese monks in the air.

The momentum of this punch was not as great as the second punch he had when he fought against Song Jingang before. In fact, it was even more powerful. He was completely full of force. The punch was more concise and the power was restrained. He could not feel it if he didn't really face it. Even if he was not a real master, he could not see the strength of this punch.

The Japanese Japanese face immediately changed drastically, and then they realized that Yan Chong underestimated Ye Feng's physical cultivation. His eyes showed despair. In front of this punch, he found that he could not even make a sound by calling, let alone dodge and resist.

roar

The golden dragon of fist power roared deafeningly and hit the body of the Jindan Japanese monk. The Jindan Japanese Japanese bang... was immediately bombarded into a blood mist, and even the armor and robes on their bodies were shattered and turned into fragments all over the sky and burst out.

The Japanese monk was killed, and his golden elixir was spinning and emitting a dazzling light, still retaining part of the Japanese monk's consciousness, flying quickly towards the ban to escape the ring. At that time, he only needs to use the help of the Japanese royal masters to find a good body and recover soon.

However, Ye Feng obviously would not give him a chance to escape. Ye Feng stretched his hands and his five fingers slightly opened, appearing in a claw shape. The spiritual power of heaven and earth immediately fluctuated, forming a huge dragon claw phantom. He easily grabbed the Japanese golden elixir and the Japanese storage bag together.

"Yes, it's indeed a medium-grade one. I was quite envious when Zhou Qing killed the Japanese monks before, but now it's my turn." Ye Feng looked at the golden elixir in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and spitted out spiritual power in his body and violently poured into the golden elixir. The Japanese monks' consciousness in the golden elixir was completely wiped out in an instant.

Gulu

Ye Feng raised his head and directly swallowed the middle-grade golden elixir of the Japanese monk. The monks who were shocked by Ye Feng's killing of the Japanese golden elixir monk were stunned when they saw this. They even began to feel that Ye Feng was very terrified and suspected that he was a human-shaped monster.

If Ye Feng was not a human-shaped monster, it would be impossible for him to have such a strong physical strength. He would kill the middle-grade golden elixir Japanese without any effort. It would be even more impossible for him to swallow the golden elixir of the cultivator alive and be safe and sound.

Of course, some monks were not surprised. For example, the Ye family cultivators, they had long known that Ye Feng's physical body was strong and that he could kill cultivators of the same level with his physical cultivation alone. As for swallowing golden elixirs alive, he was not a big deal. He had extremely strong tolerance and digestion ability. This is a great benefit of the advanced physical cultivation.

Although the silver-haired scholar was surprised, he was not too surprised. He had long seen from the previous competition that the cultivator under the top-grade golden elixir was definitely not Ye Feng's opponent.

The silver-haired scholar looked at Ye Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the field and immediately said seriously: "Longmei, please continue to instruct me immediately. The quality of the golden elixir is lower than that of the top grade, the cultivation level is lower than that of the third level of the golden elixir, and the magic weapon is lower than that of the middle grade. Never take the initiative to take the initiative to take action with the Ye family. If Ye Feng comes to him, immediately admit defeat.

Changmei was looking at Ye Feng in a daze. He woke up immediately after hearing this. He nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, not only that, I will also let the monks of our sect who can take the initiative with the Ye family. When they meet the head of the Ye family, they must be humble and polite. In this way, the head of the Ye family will definitely not kill the monks of our sect because you are Master Ye Xuan."

The silver-haired scholar agreed: "Yes, it's just a competition, there is no need to divide life and death. Although there are countless masters in this sect, few can create elixirs within a hundred years. Among them, there are even fewer high-grade golden elixirs or top-grade golden elixir monks, and they must not be lost to this Hidden Dragon Conference."

Seeing that his proposal was approved, Changmei was overjoyed and immediately became energetic. He called the monks to do business and conveyed the order very seriously and solemnly.

When several other referees heard this, they immediately instructed the cultivators of the cultivation force in which they were in that if they were not strong, they should not compete with Ye Feng. It is even better to avoid all the cultivators of the Ye family, because the cultivators who participated in the competition had higher cultivation than the other, and were ruthless.

However, Japanese monks are obviously an exception. There were not many Jindan monks who came to participate in the Qianlong Conference this time. They started to kill one person by the Golden Light Mirror, then killed two of them by Zhou Qing, and then killed one by Ye Tianzheng and Yourushui. Now one person was killed by Ye Feng, and a total of six people died. Now there are only two left, one of them is the Japanese princess.

The six dead Jindan Japanese were all elite among the Japanese, especially the five Jindan monks who were killed by the Ye family monks. They were all geniuses who formed elixirs within a hundred years. They had an unlimited future, but now they were all lost to the Qianlong Conference.

What the Japanese were particularly intolerable to the fact that they dispatched geniuses and masters to revenge the Ye family. If the Ye family could be hit hard, they would not have sacrificed in vain even if they were all sacrificed. The situation is not the case now. Not only did they sacrifice, but they did not hit the Ye family at all.

Even five of the golden elixirs of the six Japanese monks fell into the hands of the Ye family monks, and the last one was swallowed up by the head of the Ye family in public.

The Japanese monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul summoned the only Japanese golden elixir monks outside the Japanese princess and ordered privately: "You go up and kill the head of the Ye family at any cost. If you sacrifice this, our Japanese people will always regard you as a hero, and your relatives and friends will also be given special care."

"yes"

A trace of despair and resentment flashed in the eyes of the Japanese monk Jindan monk, but nodded without hesitation and agreed. Without any stop, he turned around and flew towards the ring.

As humans, it is impossible not to be afraid of death, even monks are no exception. Even monks are the ones who are most afraid of death, otherwise they would not have chosen to practice this path.

The reason why this Japanese Jindan monk agreed to fight Ye Feng was not because he was not afraid of death, but because he was forced to do so. The words of the Japanese Nascent Soul master seemed to make promises, but in fact he was threatening. If the Japanese Jindan Japanese did not agree, the Japanese Nascent Soul master had a thousand ways to kill him, and even make him worse than death, and even his relatives and friends could not escape death.

Anyway, they were all dead, and the Japanese Jindan monk naturally chose to fight Ye Feng. What's more, this Japanese Jindan monk was quite powerful and he has always been very proud. It was the biggest reliance for the Japanese to come to participate in the Qianlong Conference this time. He did not think that he must die with Ye Feng.

"If you successfully kill the head of the Ye family..."

The Japanese Jindan monk imagined optimistically and came to the arena in a flash. At the same time, Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, revealed a terrifying divine light, and looked at the Japanese Jindan monk. The Japanese Jindan monk immediately felt a cold feeling that he had been completely seen through. The confidence that he had finally established before completely collapsed in an instant.

Ye Feng's body was strong and he had completely refined the medium-grade golden elixir he had swallowed before. His cultivation immediately improved a lot. He felt that he was doing his best to be full of energy and refreshing. If he refines such a few medium-grade golden elixirs, I believe that it will not take long to reach the fourth level of the golden elixir, which is the middle stage of the golden elixir.

Ye Feng turned his spiritual eyes at this time, his eyes were slightly swept with his powerful spiritual thoughts, and he immediately saw the cultivation and luck of the Golden Pill Japanese.

This Japanese monk looked ordinary, but his spiritual power fluctuated very strongly. He was actually an extremely rare top-grade Jindan monk. His luck was also quite strong, but he was in a state of suppression and was completely at a disadvantage. This is also one of the reasons why Japanese monks lost their confidence.

After all, Ye Feng's luck is almost unique among the monks of the same level. Ordinary monks will naturally be suppressed when they encounter Ye Feng, and they are very stressed but have no confidence, and they can't even fully exert their strength.

Ye Feng stood up calmly, laughed happily, and said as if no one else, "It turns out to be a Japanese Japanese in the sky. It seems that I am lucky this time. Haha."

The Japanese people of the Heavenly-grade Golden Pill were furious and stopped talking. They opened their mouths and spit out a fiery red golden pill. This golden pill exuded powerful spiritual pressure, which even the monks outside the ring could feel.

Jin Xiu did not have Ye Feng's spiritual eyes when they saw the Japanese monks spit out golden elixirs, and then they realized that the one who was on the field was a top-grade Jindan master. They were all shocked. Many monks who were originally optimistic about Ye Feng also turned to Japanese monks, and some monks even started gambling privately.

The masters in the stands also lit up their eyes, and they were very curious whether Ye Feng could kill this Jindan Japanese again. They all knew that Ye Feng was strong, but they were not sure that Ye Feng could surpass the top-grade Jindan monk. After all, Ye Feng had only met two opponents before, one was a body refining master, and the other was a middle-grade Jindan monk, and his strength was far from comparable to that of the top-grade Jindan monk.

In addition, this time when the Japanese entered the field when Ye Feng refined the golden elixir, Ye Feng had no chance to attack. His cultivation level was obviously useless in the face of the attack of the golden elixir.

The reason is very simple. The attack of the golden elixir is stronger than that of ordinary magic weapons, especially this top-grade golden elixir, which is extremely fast. Ye Feng's fist is fast, but this golden elixir that is strong first.

"The head of the Ye family must also spit out the golden elixir."

The cultivators held their breath and watched the competition without blinking. They wanted to know how Ye Feng would resist the attack of the golden elixir, and they were even more curious about what quality of the golden elixir Ye Feng was.

Among them, the Japanese princess and the Japanese Nascent Soul master were even more nervous. They all wanted to know whether Ye Feng was the mysterious master of the Tianpin Jindan who made pills in Japan. To a certain extent, the Tianpin Jindan matter was even more important than the Ye family, the five-color spiritual fruit tree and the Hidden Dragon Conference.

However, Ye Feng made all the cultivators' expectations fail. If he spit out the heavenly golden elixir, he could easily win, but he would reveal this huge secret and cause endless trouble. Although this secret will be made public sooner or later, it should not be now.

What's more, even if you don't sacrifice the golden elixir, Ye Feng has a thousand ways to defeat and kill the top-grade golden elixir Japanese in front of him. The reason is very simple, because he is Ye Feng, and Ye Feng, who is destined to be unique in this life.

"break"

A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, a big hand swung quickly, and a glimmer of light flashed on his finger. The ancient black sword immediately turned into a black sword light and flew out.
Chapter completed!