Ye Feng's steps suddenly paused, and his sharp eyes seemed to have passed through many obstacles and landed in front of the heavy tower, where there was a strong aura.
Ye Feng is not unfamiliar with that breath, it is his desire for battle.
"Oh? Someone?"
He raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Ye Feng stepped forward with great strides.
After moving forward for about a hundred feet, Ye Feng stood firmly dozens of feet in front of the tower, staring at the gate of the tower with his eyes focused on his eyes. At this moment, standing in front of the heavy tower that was piercing straight into the sky, you can feel the extremely majestic momentum. The dark and depressing heavy black surface gives people a huge sense of oppression. When you look up, you can almost see the end at a glance. How spectacular is this! Standing in front of the tower, Ye Feng seemed to have become an ant.
Two dark and tall iron tower gates tightly locked the passage to the tower. At this moment, in front of the heavy iron tower gate, a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old stood there quietly, with a tentative look in his eyes, and his eyes locked on Ye Feng.
His pupils shrank slightly. This young man had a very strong cultivation level. Ye Feng is now a mid-level martial artist and is still a short distance away from a high-level martial artist. However, the young man in front of him was unpredictable. It seemed that his cultivation level was not low.
"Ye Feng?" The boy in front of him showed a smile on his face and said.
After a faint smile, Ye Feng was not surprised at all, and said calmly: "Who is your lord?"
The boy smiled and said, "Guan Fang!"
"Guan Fang?" Ye Feng frowned.
"It's normal that I haven't heard of it." Guan Fang smiled and said, "I came to see your strength in advance."
Ye Feng said in a slight confusion: "Come and see in advance?"
"I heard that you were practicing speed here, I came uninvited." Guan Fang smiled. There was a strong sense of fighting on his face.
Ye Feng curled his lips. This must have been agreed by Lu Zhenqun, otherwise the resident party would definitely not be able to enter. But why did this resident party look fanatic? This made Ye Feng quite strange, as if the resident party had a strong sense of wanting to fight him.
Seeing Ye Feng's expression, Guan Fang said helplessly: "Indeed, I came in after getting the promise of Elder Lu! But..."
After a pause, the resigned party had a look of unwillingness in his eyes: "I want to see what is the difference between the disciples that Elder Lu has taken for exception."
From this sentence, Ye Feng smelled a different smell, and the trouble really came.
Ye Feng stroked his forehead helplessly. As a powerful elder of the largest sect of the Wushang Empire, Lu Zhenqun made an exception and accepted the first disciple. It was common sense for everyone to see it, but the party in front of him seemed to be different.
"Could it be..." Ye Feng's eyes flashed and he looked at Guan Fang.
"Yes, I am the one who had the most hope to become the first disciple of Elder Lu. However, Elder Lu did not take me away." Guan Fang said bitterly.
"It turns out to be so." Ye Feng's expression changed slightly. He thought he was also the best among the inner disciples, otherwise he would not have had the chance to become the first disciple of Lu Zhenqun. However, Lu Zhenqun did not accept it, but later he accepted Ye Feng, which naturally made him quite unwilling.
It seems that the person who came here is not good! Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes burst into flames.
"And, I'm also a person who has been practicing speed." Guan Fang's next sentence surprised Ye Feng again.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng turned around and pointed at the Xuanbing Lake Illusion Array behind and said, "Have you also practiced this Illusion Array?"
"That's not." Guan Fang shook his head: "My body cannot withstand such cold temperatures. I am performing simple speed practice and other practices, but..."
"I don't believe I will lose to you!" A light flashed in the eyes of the court's party.
"Hehe!" Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. It seemed that he must have a fierce battle today!
However, the sharp light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, which was exactly what I wanted!
The guards continued to speak slowly: "Although I know you won the first place in the outer disciple ranking competition, I still have confidence in fighting with you."
The expression in his eyes condensed, and Ye Feng was a little shocked. He was able to say such relaxed words. This party must be quite powerful!
"But I have to admit that your qualifications are indeed better than mine, no wonder Elder Lu would take you as a disciple. However, despite this, I still want to fight with you!" The flames of fighting in Guan Fang's eyes began to burn.
"Hehe! Then let's go over!"
The light in your eyes burst into tears. Although you have the lowest level of a martial spirit, this is not a problem. For me, fighting is the best interpretation. Ye Feng is unafraid and has a faint smile on his face.
Guan Fang looked admiration. He could tell at a glance that Ye Feng's cultivation was just a mid-level martial artist, and he had no fear in the face of him, the first-level martial spirit, and he was worthy of being the disciple of the elder of Lu Zhenqun!
After sighing slightly, Guan Fang said, "You can use the Sky-Slaying Sword Technique."
A smile came out of the corner of his mouth, and Ye Feng stretched out his muscles and bones, and the tough bones all over his body burst out, and he said lightly: "No need!"
The Guan Fang would never have thought that he was still wearing a thousand-year-old iron to practice. The formations he practiced were different, and of course the quality was different. Moreover, a flash of light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. After this cultivation, he had a fundamental difference. Whether it was strength, speed, or defense, the fighting spirit in his body had been significantly improved, which was completely different from Ye Feng before.
"Is that true?" Guan Fang had anger on his face: "Are you sure?"
"Of course!" Ye Feng stood there quietly, but invisibly put huge pressure on the relevant party.
"Since that's the case, I'm not polite!" Guan Fang's face was a little gloomy, and his fighting spirit was circulating. The huge momentum of the first-level martial spirit slowly emanated.
Standing steadily on the spot, Ye Feng's black clothes flew up under the pressure of a huge aura, but the expression on his face was still extremely calm.
"Sure enough, there are some tricks!" The guard was not surprised, and bang! A huge momentum burst out instantly, and an extremely violent momentum suppressed Ye Feng fiercely.
Bang! Ye Feng took a heavy step with his right foot, and his aura suddenly soared into the sky, instantly offsetting the pressure of the aura of the pass.
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, a smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, and his feet suddenly kicked the ground, and cracks appeared on the spot. Ye Feng's body was like an arrow from a string, shooting towards the Guanfang in front of him, taking the lead in attacking.
"The speed is very average!" Guan Fang sneered, with a hint of disdain on his face, and his body moved slightly. When Ye Feng's attack arrived, he had already dodged. His right fist was clenched, and his veins burst, and there was a faint golden light surrounding him. He smashed his side face hard towards Ye Feng.
His left foot suddenly pointed, drew an arc on the spot, and turned around in an instant. A faint blue light flashed on his right fist. Ye Feng smiled with his teeth, and a violent and heavy punch suddenly burst out, and at the same time he smiled faintly: "It's enough."
"Bang!"
There was a loud explosion in the air, and a faint blue light and golden light stalemate in the air for a moment, and finally exploded, and a violent and powerful wind overflowed.
Dingdengdeng, Ye Feng and Guan Fang's body shook at the same time, and their bodies couldn't help but take three steps back.
His pupils shrank violently, and Guan Fang's face was full of horror: "How is that possible?"
Standing calmly, Ye Feng's face appeared with a faint smile.
"The cultivation of an intermediate martial artist does not use the Sky-Slaying Sword Technique. He can fight me head-on and not be at a disadvantage?" Guan Fang was shocked. Ye Feng's intermediate martial artist would never be wrong. Why can he reach such a strong level? His eyes couldn't help but sweep towards Ye Feng's body. Under the loose black clothes, his thin body seemed to contain infinite explosive power.
"Take your skills!" Ye Feng said lightly, his eyes full of confidence.
"It's just a mid-level martial artist! I just tried to test you just now. Even if you are extremely powerful, your speed is your weakness. I really don't believe you can't beat you!" Guan Fang shouted suddenly, his body flashed in place, and he changed his body and rushed towards Ye Feng.
"The speed is really not slow!" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "It's just useless to me."
The light flashed in his eyes, quickly capturing the trajectory of Guan Fang on his way, and finally suddenly condensed. It was here! Ye Feng took a sudden step in his right foot and took the lead to block the next step of Guan Fang on his way forward. A faint red light appeared in the heart of his right palm that extended. As the Dou Qi gathered, the red light became richer, and the hot and violent wind overflowed.
"Flame Palm!"
Boom! Ye Feng slapped out his right palm, and the hot and violent waves of heat spread out into the sky, and slapped the oncoming party in front of him with a fierce palm.
"How is that possible!"
There was a strong horror in Guan Fang's pupil. Looking at the violent heat waves coming towards him, he couldn't help but think more. His right fist instinctively extended, and a faint golden light gathered, and he violently hit the flame palm in front of him.
Bang! The powerful fighting spirit collided and made a sound. Ye Feng and Guan side stepped back three steps at the same time and stepped on their feet.
Guan Fang looked at Ye Feng incredibly, his lips squirmed, swallowed, and there was a strong shock on his face. How could he reach such a powerful level just as an intermediate martial artist? He could actually resist the initial martial spirit!
"Let's come here!" A faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, and he took a heavy step forward, and an invisible momentum pressed over.
At this moment, the boy in black had extremely confident face!