Someone sighed: "It is rumored that a month ago, this man named Ye Feng defeated the conspiracy of the Jinpeng demon clan in Wukang City, and killed more than a dozen demon clans in a row. He even killed Prince Jinpeng Fanlou on the spot, saving the entire Wukang City.
Warriors, such figures, can indeed be called geniuses."
"It's just a pity. I heard that after he killed Prince Jin Peng Fanlou, he was chased by the human demons and died in the Wuxiang Mountains."
After hearing this person's words, many people on the Wangyue Tower sighed regretfully.
Someone said: "I have heard of this, and it is rumored that Ye Feng is the closed disciple of Su Jianxian of the Flying Sword Hall and has made great achievements in the Jiange courtyard. Unfortunately, it is a bit a pity to lose such a human hero."
"Why……"
Many people sighed.
Ye Feng, who was sitting in the corner, heard everyone praise him and just smiled slightly.
However, when the Xie man over there saw Ye Feng stealing the limelight from the disciples of the big family in Zhongzhou, he sneered and said indifferently: "What's the pity?"
"If I had me or my elder brother Xie Chengzai at that time, I could also kill Fanlou. That kid was just a little more lucky, and he was far from us in terms of strength."
"Where are some amazing people in Jiange Villa? You guys, don't think of him too awesome."
The others upstairs heard his loud words and couldn't help but make a soft "shhh".
The woman sitting next to Mo Chengkong smiled faintly and said, "You are only half of the words. Ye Feng can kill Fanlou, which is indeed a component of luck, but if it were you at that time... Hehe, I'm afraid you
I can't take the ten moves of Fanlou."
As soon as the woman said this, many people in the building immediately changed their color.
Isn’t she provoking the other party naked?
The people here today are all elite disciples from major villas, and they have heard of the man from the Xie family.
It is rumored that the younger generation of the Xie family in Zhongzhou was born. The older brother Xie Cheng was known as the number one genius of the Xie family. Although his younger brother Xie An was not as strong and talented as his brother, he was not much different.
Since this man claimed to be Xie Cheng's younger brother, then he was undoubtedly Xie An.
Now that some people are blatantly provoking Xie An, aren’t they afraid of causing trouble?
Sure enough, Xie An, who was arrogant and arrogant, was immediately furious, slapped the table and stood up, pointed at the woman and said angrily: "What are you? What are you talking nonsense?"
"My second sister's words are not nonsense." Mo Chengkong glanced at Xie An.
The woman smiled slightly and explained: "More than a month ago, on the night when Ye Feng fought with Fanlou, I happened to be in Wukang City. To be ashamed, my life was also saved by Ye Feng."
At the corner, Ye Feng couldn't help but look at the woman when he heard this.
The other party was wearing a white gauze hat on his head, and the entire face was hidden in the hat. He could not see the real face of the woman, but could only see her graceful and graceful back under the light.
This back alone can tell that this woman is perhaps a rare beauty.
Ye Feng had no impression of the specifics.
That night, the battle in Wukang City happened suddenly. He was determined to find a way out and did not pay attention to the others in Wukang City.
The woman was in the city at that time and probably saw some situations from afar. So she didn't recognize her now. The one sitting in the corner was Ye Feng himself.
The woman said lightly: "Your Xie family's Heaven-burning Divine Art is one of the best fire-type heaven-level techniques. It is powerful. If you can practice to 70% of the fire at the same level, you can indeed fight with Fanlou."
"It's a pity that although Xie An has the eighth level of the king realm, he has only practiced the Heavenly Burning Art until 30% of the fire. When he faces the Fan Tower, he will definitely lose within ten moves."
"It's your brother Xie Cheng, the Burning Heaven Divine Art, is already 50% high. He can persist in being unable to defeat a hundred moves under the silver spear of Fanlou. As for a hundred moves after, it's hard to say."
After hearing her words, everyone took a look at her inadvertently.
This woman only has the seventh level of the King Realm.
Although his strength is not high, his knowledge is not weak. He has a considerable understanding of the skills practiced by the Xie family, as well as the strength of Xie Cheng, Xie An and Fanlou. It is well known to everyone and is admirable.
"I'm so arrogant! My Xie family's God of Burning Heaven is unpredictable. How could you speak nonsense?" Xie An was obviously angry and shouted coldly.
"Xie An, you are arrogant and dare to talk to my second sister like this, do you know..."
Seeing that Xie An repeatedly insulted, Mo Chengkong could no longer hold back, and slapped the table and wanted to take action.
But he was always a little worried and couldn't help but look back at the woman.
"If you want to fight, just fight. If I don't let you take action, you will be afraid that you will not be able to sleep tonight." The woman said helplessly.
Mo Chengkong got his approval and immediately stood up with a happy look on his face, pointing at Xie An and said, "You just said that there is no genius outside Zhongzhou. So, do you, the so-called Zhongzhou genius, dare to come out to fight me?"
Xie An had long wanted to teach this shameless sibling a lesson.
After snorting coldly, he jumped out of the restaurant with Mo Chengkong at the same time.
The two were about to fight on the street.
When the restaurant saw the excitement of the fun, they all rushed to the streets.
Ye Feng didn't want to get involved in this matter, but part of the reason for the conflict between Xie An and Mo Chengkong was that he had started because of himself. After thinking about it, he followed him out.
When he went out, the two of them had already fought on the street.
They are all eighth level of the king realm and their strength is equal. Xie An's "Fired Heaven Skill" is indeed powerful. With one move of his hands, a long whip of flame appeared in his hand.
The long whip rolls back and turns into a stream of light and takes it straight into nothing.
Mo Chengkong made gestures with both hands, and a "clang" sounded, and a white short sword suddenly flew out of his cuff.
The dagger and the flame whip fought together. Every time they collided, a spark would explode, causing the surrounding temperature to rise a lot.
Seeing this, the onlookers retreated one after another to avoid being affected by the splashed flames.
"Boy, today I will let you see the power of my Zhongzhou warriors and let you know what it means to watch the sky in a well!"
Xie An's vital energy was poured into his hand, and the long whip turned into countless flying fire snakes, rushing towards Mo Chengkong, and the entire street was illuminated by flames.
The whip shadow is like a curtain formed by flames, layer by layer, making Mo Chengkong begin to be out of touch.
He obviously did not deal with the long-whip master in the past, and for a moment he was a little busy and gradually showed signs of defeat.
Ye Feng watched the two fight and couldn't help but shake his head secretly for Mo Chengkong.
Sword-controlling skills are extremely sharp martial arts, and they are the most difficult to practice among many martial arts.
The sword master must kill and attack. Those who are ordinary swords must comprehend the sword intent in order to highlight its terrifying power.
Mo Chengkong is not old. Although he has the eighth level of the king's realm, his understanding of sword intent is not satisfactory.
In time, after his sword intention was formed, he might be able to crush other weapons, but now he was restrained by Xie An and was no match for him.
Just as he thought of this, he heard a muffled "bang" sound, and the figure of Mo Chengkong was swept into the tail of a flame.
He opened his mouth and squirted out a bunch of blood, and flew backward towards Ye Feng.