Lying on the ground with a limp whole body, Ye Feng breathed the air greedily, his hands and feet were sore, and a smile appeared on his face, and he would never be willing to get up again.
He just made two consecutive moves of Ten Thousand Strikes in the Sky, and finally forced the Eleventh Strikes in the Sky, which not only consumed all the fighting energy in his body, but also almost squandered his physical strength. However, the forced release of Eleventh Strikes in the Sky also made Ye Feng very happy.
The Sky-Slaying Sword Technique is based on cultivation. Every time the strength is stronger, the power of the Sky-Slaying Sword Technique will naturally become stronger. As expected, the power of the Sky-Slaying Eleven Thousand Strike just now is indeed stronger.
All the disciples looked at this scene and their eyes were almost glaring, and their open mouths could no longer close. After all, this scene surprised them.
"We give in!"
The owner of this old voice was Han Wentuo, but Han Wentuo's face was really gloomy and scary. He occasionally glanced at Ye Feng, and there was a deep shock and murderous intent in his eyes.
The woman in green looked at Han Wentuo in front of her in shock, and then looked at the boy in black lying on the court. Her beautiful eyes were filled with fear and fear. The disciples of the Pingdang Sect no longer had the arrogance they had before, and they all lowered their heads in fear.
It was not until this sound that all the disciples woke up as if they were dreaming. The vast crowd was filled with cheers, and the eyes of Ye Feng were full of admiration and admiration.
"Just Master, Han said goodbye!"
At this moment, Han Wentuo no longer had the face to stay. The ten disciples brought him were completely defeated by the two disciples of Qingyun Sect. The most shocking was Ye Feng's terrifying strength. The powerful power of the Ten Thousand Strike in the Sky deeply shocked him. Although it caught the woman in Qing off guard, the light of the Ten Thousand Strike in the Sky was not obscured.
"Elder Han is going well! I'm sorry, I won't send you off." Yu Longxiang smiled faintly. As for Lu Zhenqun, looking at Han Wen Tuo Qinghong's face, he burst into laughter without any expression.
He glared at Lu Zhenqun fiercely, then looked at Ye Feng deeply. Han Wentuo stopped stopping, swung his sleeves, and the fighting spirit wrapped around dozens of Pingdang Sect disciples. He disappeared from everyone's sight after several consecutive leaps.
Seeing Han Wentao leave, all the disciples applauded.
Among the disciples of the Qingyun Sect in the distance.
A young man swallowed and said in shock: "What kind of martial arts is this?"
"You can actually defeat the first-level martial spirit..." Another young man was shocked.
"Ye Feng's strength is a monster!"
All the inner disciples saw this scene in their eyes and couldn't help but talk. Yu Fengwu in the crowd also opened her cherry mouth wide and looked at Ye Feng in shock. He remembered that he had threatened him with the strength of a high-level martial artist before, and patted his small breasts with a small scale, slightly afraid.
On the No. 1 Battle arena, Ye Feng was lying in the Battlefield, lazily never willing to get up again. His muscles were sore and weak, and he was squandering all his fighting spirit. After experiencing such a high-intensity battle, his energy was consumed. A strong sense of sleepiness came. Ye Feng's eyelids slowly drooped, and finally he fell asleep in the noisy field.
Xiang Lingxiao, dressed in white, looked at Ye Feng who was sleeping heavily, and couldn't help but smile faintly.
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This time, Ye Feng was the biggest contributor to force Pingdang Sect to retreat. Not only did he defeat the five people, but he also turned defeat into three moves to determine the universe. He defeated the first-level martial spirit brought by Pingdang Sect this time. He staged a ****** in a disadvantaged situation, and an incredible reversal. The terrifying Ten Thousand Threats of the Sky appeared in everyone's sight for the first time. Everyone onlookers were shocked by the Heavenly Martial Arts.
The Pingdang Sect's strong attack on Qingyun Sect has long been known to many sects in the Wushang Empire, causing huge waves in the Wushang Empire, and they all raised their ears to pay attention to the battle situation. Han Wentuo just left, and almost all sects knew about the Pingdang Sect's return. Ye Feng turned the tide and defeated six people, including a terrifying record of a first-level martial spirit that shocked all spies.
The major spies quickly reported that this news had been completely spread throughout the Wushang Empire. As the top disciple rising from the Qingyun Sect, Ye Feng's name was quickly spread throughout the Wushang Empire. He shocked the entire Wushang Empire and became the first contemporary disciple of the Wushang Empire alongside Xiang Lingxiao. All the young men took Ye Feng as the object of worship and began to practice hard.
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Build a warehouse city, inside a large courtyard.
A majestic middle-aged man was staring at the pond in front of him in a daze, and a beautiful girl stood next to him.
After a long time, the middle-aged man sighed softly: "It's been half a year..."
The girl's expression was slightly dim and she looked at the pond in a daze.
"The head of the family, it's so big... it's so big..."
Suddenly, a sudden sound broke the peace between the two of them, and a man who looked like a housekeeper ran over unhurriedly.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, turned to look at the butler and said, "What happened?"
The butler ran to the two of them in one breath, and said in angrily: "The sky is big... Ye Feng..."
Suddenly hearing Ye Feng's name, the girl was shocked and said anxiously: "What's wrong with Brother Ye Feng?"
The middle-aged man was also shocked, and he held the butler and said, "No hurry, let me tell you slowly, what's wrong with Ye Feng?"
The butler breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "Master, what a great happy event!" He took out a piece of letter from his arms and handed it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man took the letter, opened it and looked carefully, and he felt happy on his face and couldn't help laughing: "Ye Feng, it really did not disappoint my expectations."
The middle-aged man is Ye Qingyue, and the girl is Ye Wuyi.
When Ye Wuyi heard this, she was anxious. She took the letter from Ye Qingyue and saw that there was a hint of joy on her pretty face, which made her look even more beautiful.
Ye Qingyue sighed slightly, "I didn't expect that in just half a year, Ye Feng could defeat the first-level martial spirit. It seems that even I am no longer his opponent!"
The housekeeper also exclaimed: "Young Master Ye Feng's strength has improved so quickly! He has only been there for half a year and is the best among the outer disciples of Qingyun Sect!"
Ye Qingyue wiped Ye Wuyi's head and smiled and said, "Wuyi, Ye Feng doesn't want to be behind you at all!"
Ye Wuyi showed a sweet smile on her pretty face, and there was a deep thought in her eyes.
"However, since this news has been heard, I guess the Jianshou City will not be very peaceful." Ye Qingyue had a faint worry on his majestic face.
The housekeeper smiled and said, "The head of the family, the guards that Young Master Ye Feng's master stayed in our house are not very strong, don't worry!"
Ye Qingyue laughed and touched Ye Wuyi's head: "Wuyi, we have to work hard too."
Ye Wuyi nodded gently.
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As the culprit of this incident, Ye Feng is still sleeping...