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Chapter 227 Yang Feng

The person who appeared looked at Panlong Mountain and was shocked by the majestic scenery. After smacking his tongue, a hot look appeared in his pupils.

"Senior Brother Yang Feng, what should I do now?" someone asked a young man with a little respect.

The young man had a handsome face and extraordinary appearance, with a calm smile on his lips. When the others looked at him, their eyes were filled with a little awe.

"The iron-winged dragon carving nest is in it, so of course we have to go in and take a look first." The young man named Yang Feng smiled faintly, with a good temperament and soft smile gave people a feeling of bathing in the spring breeze.

I heard that I was about to enter Panlong Mountain now, and many students couldn't help but change their colors.

"Senior brother, I still don't know if the iron-winged dragon eagle has sat in it. If it is a bit reckless when entering rashly, someone pondered for a moment and said carefully. If a ferocious beast of the level of a master of martial arts suddenly strikes an attack, no one can stop it.

The safest move is to wait for it to die completely before you can enter and enjoy the treasure pool left by the ferocious beast.

It's too risky to enter now.

"There is no time." Shaking his head, Yang Feng said in a slightly gloomy tone: "Before us, many students from Beifeng had already entered the first place. Among them are "He Mingyue" and "Zhang Yunfan". Baochi can only accommodate a few practices. If we are one step slower, we can't even drink a little soup."

"He Mingyue, Zhang Yunfan?" Hearing these two names, many students' faces changed slightly, and a hint of awe appeared in their eyes.

"You should know that these two strengths are not inferior to me at all." Yang Feng paused, a strange light appeared in his pupils, and he said, "If you still wait here, how could you gain something?"

Hearing this, everyone was silent. Although they understood that the competition would become more intense with these two people's intervening, they still struggled to step into the tiger's den without any effort.

Seeing that they were hesitant, a sneering sneer appeared in Yang Feng's heart. These people were useful and could not be offended for the time being, but on the surface he pretended to be solemn: "My junior brothers, what we all came to Panlong Ridge is the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle treasure pool? It's just the last step away. If you miss the best opportunity because of your timidity, would it be too a pity? Do you hope that watching the treasure pool will be enjoyed by He Mingyue and Zhang Yunfan?"

The tempting voice made the people who were indeed a little timid seem to be suddenly excited.

"Yes, have we suffered less these days?" Hearing this, some students began to clench their fists and said viciously. The students who could enter the Dragon and Tiger Holy Academy were all the best. They all knew that opportunities and dangers often coexisted.

Seeing that these people finally agreed, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile. If he was allowed to enter Panlong Mountain alone, it would be difficult to guarantee whether there would be any accidents. With these people creating chaos, his safety factor would be guaranteed.

"Let's go." After waved his hand, Yang Feng looked at Panlong Mountain with a gloomy look and stride away.

The others looked at each other, swallowed, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.



After they completely disappeared into the dense forest, Wang Teng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yang Feng is actually here too." Lu Xiufang stared at the direction where he disappeared, frowned slightly, and said in a serious tone.

"What?" Seeing that she seemed to be a little afraid, Wang Teng couldn't help but ask.

"He is the 15th-ranked expert in the Beifeng Disciple List, and his strength is even stronger than me." Lu Xiufang gave him a blank look, wondering if he was a Beifeng disciple, why didn't he even recognize such a master.

As if she saw her thoughts, Wang Teng couldn't help but smile bitterly. He had been in the academy for a short time and was the lowest-level servile disciple. Of course, he was completely disgusted with Beifeng's disciple rankings.

"Ranked fifteenth..." Thinking of the person's identity, Wang Teng couldn't help but nod. The higher the ranking, the more fierce the competition was, the more valuable the other party's ranking was, and it was definitely not comparable to those of experts like Lu Xiufang or Zhu Hao.

Even such masters covet the treasure pool with the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle, which shows how attractive the treasure pool is.

"The "He Mingyue" and "Zhang Yunfan" mentioned in Yang Feng's words were ranked in the eleventh and ninth respectively on the disciple list." Just when Wang Teng felt heavy because of a sudden appearance of such an opponent, Han Feng's words made his heart even more thrust.

"Damn it." After a few seconds of stunned silence, Rao Wangteng's mind couldn't help but take a breath and couldn't help but swear.

Even Yang Feng is like this, what are the two of them?

"You are not going to give up now, right?" Looking at Wang Teng's expression, Lu Xiufang couldn't help but smile and said with a slight joking tone. Along the way, this little guy has always been very mature and calm. She finally found an opportunity and said a few words to the other party. She didn't want to give up.

Turning his head to look at the charming Lu Xiufang, Wang Teng touched his nose and grinned and said, "It's time to do this, no matter how, you have to bite the bullet and try it."

After saying that, he turned to look at Panlong Mountain, Wang Teng's eyes narrowed. Yang Feng and the other two were indeed powerful, but with his current eighth level of the Martial King Realm, even if he did not use the Earth Qi Iron, as long as he did not step into the opponent of the martial arts master, he could deal with it with confidence.

Lu Xiufang, who had only said casually and wanted to see Wang make a fool of himself, was slightly stunned when she saw that she did not hesitate and did not retreat at all.

Seeing that young and determined face appeared at this moment, a look of determination appeared. A strange thought arose in Lu Xiufang's heart: Perhaps it was precisely because of this unyielding character that this guy, at a young age, reached an amazing level.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Teng turned his head and said in a daze as if he noticed Lu Xiufang's gaze.

When he contacted the deep gaze, Lu Xiufang was like an electric current passing through her heart, and a tempting blush rose from the tip of her ears. Her eyes moved away in panic and said, "No... nothing, let's do it..."

He stroked his hair calmly, and Lu Xiufang's pretty face became hot. Without waiting for Wang Teng to answer, he took a hurry and walked towards Panlong Mountain.

Seeing that Lu Xiufang was abnormally escaping in panic, Wang Teng glanced at Han Feng in a daze. Han Feng spread his hands and made an expression of "I don't know."

"It's really a woman who doesn't understand." She sighed with laughter and cry. She looked up and saw that Lu Xiufang was about to leave her sight. Wang Teng simply stopped thinking about it and quickly met her.

Looking at Wang Teng's back as he caught up, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth and murmured: "This strange little brother is so charming."
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